my first TMNT fanfic. sry if its cheezy! i'll try my best to make it better! PLZ R&R.
i don't own TMNT or its characters except my own.
New York City, NY, abandoned factory:
It had been two years since the fall of the dreaded Cyber Shredder, and everything was at peace. Well…let's just say that some things are the same for 4 certain turtles!
"Mikey get back here," Raphael shouted at his younger brother. Michelangelo had just pulled a prank and man did it tick off his brother!
"Ha ha, you gotta catch me first slow poke," Michelangelo laughed running from Raph's wrath!
"Would you two keep it down; I'm trying to work here," Donatello shouted at them. He was working on his latest invention and it was hard to focus with all the ruckus going on. Leonardo, the oldest, was silently agreeing because when those two went at it, he could never get in any meditation.
Suddenly, a bright flash made the four turtles stop everything and looked out the large glass window. A loud clash of thunder soon followed, accompanied by heavy rain beating on the factory's roof.
"Yeesh, looks like its cumn down hard out ther," Raph said after letting Mike go from the head-lock he was giving him and Mike walked away to stand by the window.
"I don't think we'll be going on patrol tonight," Leo said standing up, "we don't need anyone getting sick."
"I just hope the power doesn't go out," Donni said looking up from his work, "took me awhile last time just to get the generator working again."
The brothers noticed that the youngest was unusually quiet; they looked to see him standing with his head against the window, deep in thought.
"Is something wrong my sons," Master Splinter asked coming out of his room.
"Is it just me, or does Mikey actually look like he's thinking," Donni asked out loud. Everyone just stood in silence for awhile, but Raphael became impatient and climbed up next to where his brother was standing and whack him on the head!
"Hey, what was that for," Mikey asked breaking out of his trance.
"That was for the prank," Raphael chuckled, "but seriously, what's with you bro? Never seen you like this before."
"Well…this is gonna sound weird," the orange ninja started to say, "But I feel like I've seen a storm like this before!" that got him a weird look from his three older brothers.
"Mikey there are storms like this all through the summer," Donni pointed out.
"Yeah I know that," he answered sarcastically, "but I think there was a storm just like this when we were kids."
"Bro, if anything, you are a kid," Raph teased.
"Raphael, do not mock your brother," splinter said sternly, "now Michelangelo, something else is on your mind as well, what is it?"
"Ok fine, but please don't laugh," Mikey asked, when Splinter nodded Mike then asked in a very serious tone, "Did we ever meet a human before we went to Japan when we were returning Master Yoshi's ashes?"
That literally threw everyone off!
"Mikey, did you hit your head or something," Donni asked looking at his brother in concern.
"Seriously Mike, what made you think of that," Raph asked annoyed.
"The only humans we know are those we have met Michelangelo," Leo stated, "the only human to learn about us before April and Casey was the ancient one; right Master Splinter?"
Only silence came from the old rat; the four teens stared at their father, waiting for an answer.
"Come with me my sons," the old rat sighed turning away. The brothers look to one another in concern; 'what was he going to tell them?'
Master Splinter led his sons to the mediation room and had them sit in a circle around the incense jar. He sat down as well and took a deep breath before he spoke.
"My sons, what Michelangelo asks is true," he spoke somberly. He waited a minute for the three eldest turtles to calm down while the youngest just sat with his jaw dropped!
"I shall explain, but we must enter a meditational stage so that you all can see for yourselves," the old master began, "as I said, Michelangelo was right, but there were actually two humans before we met the ancient one! Now my sons clear your minds and we shall travel into the depths of a memory."
The four turtles did as their father said; each took a deep breath as the smell of incense clouded their minds. Each felt a tug as their astral spirits looked upon the long forgotten memory…
Flashback 12yrs:
The turtles and Master Splinter was traveling across the states to reach the West Coast in order to catch a freighter ship leaving for Japan. They had been traveling for two weeks and were now somewhere in the Midwest; even though it was a long trip, Master Splinter was silently proud that his sons found ways to entertain themselves while enduring this trip. Upon their third week, they were traveling through a suburban neighborhood with 'cookie-cutter' houses when a huge storm hit the area!
"What do we do father," asked a worried 6yr old Donatello.
"We must find shelter and wait out the storm," the young rat master. It was dark out and it looked like most of the humans were asleep. They were sneaking around in the shadow of the houses, climbing over houses and carefully walking through darkened backyards.
"Hey guys, look over there," young Mikey said pointing at one of the yards. They looked to see what appeared to be a small playhouse; it had a plastic door and four windows!
"Well done my son," Splinter smiled at the youngest of the turtles. Moving quickly, the rat master ushered the boys inside and shut the small door behind him; true it was a little cramped, but it kept out the rain that was now pounding heavily against the roof of their shelter.
After an hour, the four small turtles were sound asleep, leaning against each other for support. Master Splinter was still awake; he noticed that the thunder had ceased, but the rain seemed to have no end. He soon began to doze off when heard a sound of footsteps outside the playhouse's door. Carefully, he maneuvered himself so that he was still holding the urn and glanced out to see what or who was out there.
To his surprise, it was a small human child, maybe the same age as his sons, wearing a shirt and shorts, but no shoes. The squeal that came out of the child proved that it was a female human child. He soon found himself chuckling at the little girl's peals of laughter as she jumped and danced in the rain! He then heard the sound of an older woman call to the child from inside the house; looked to see a young woman with brown hair and smiling brown eyes look out to the small girl.
"Mama, mama, look I'm catching the angels' tears," the little girl said happily running up to the woman.
"Yes my little angel, you are," the woman said standing in the doorway of the house, "but you're going to catch a cold if you're out there too long!" Seeing the loving relationship between the mother and daughter made master splinter look at his own sons and he smiled once more. However, when he looked back, he found the playhouse door open and he was staring into the face of the little girl! He dared not move, but the girl, frightened, ran to her mother at started pointing at him; with a sigh, he stepped out wanting to defend his sons. The girl's mother stared at him with not fear, but curiosity!
"What are you," she asked with the girl standing next to her.