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A missed chance. A shattered dream. A useless opportunity. Is this all my life has become? Perhaps. But by all means, come hell or high water, I intend to-
"That's the first time you've ever cursed, Olive," came a voice behind the writer, sounding amused.
Olive Jaxson set down her pen and snapped her journal shut. The familiar abandoned New York street met her eyes- the clouds covering the moon, wispy and graceful, the old buildings, the nerve-wracking absence of life.
Olive closed her eyes, wishing she could have written that journal entry in peace, without any interruption. "What is it, Candy?" she asked, trying not to lose her temper.
Candy Rocky stepped out of the alley behind them. "I can't sleep," she replied, sitting down beside Olive.
Fifteen years old, red-headed, and lean, Olive Adriel Jaxson could be very intimidating when she chose. Now was one of those times. Leaning forward towards Candy, she hissed, "We're going begging tomorrow! And after that we're going to the library again! You're replacing me for guard duty in two hours. I recommend you use them to get some sleep." As she made her speech, Olive's blue eyes flashed before she picked up her notebook again.
Candy raised her eyebrows. Even though Olive had her beat in intimidation, she could easily win in sarcasm. "Ooh- the library. Ain't that excitin'. I'm gonna need all the sleep I can get for that." Candy's dark brown hair was tangled and knotted, and her gray eyes narrowed in satire.
Olive closed her eyes, counting to ten the way her mother had when her little brother had gotten especially irritating. Speaking of her little brother…
"Candy, Cash is asleep, right?" Cash Kiley Jaxson was Olive's little brother.
"Yeah… so's Marcus." Marcus, as in Marcus Crystal Rocky- Candy's little brother.
"Olive, I'm impatient." Candy stood up and kicked a nearby can. "When do we get our revenge on the Shredder?"
"It's not revenge." Olive picked up the can before it could crash into anything and wake up the boys. "It's a rescue mission. I just want to get our parents back. We're not powerful enough to participate in a full-fledged war."
"Full-fledged war, my foot," growled Candy, kicking an empty water bottle, which Olive dove to retrieve. "I just want to tear his intestines out, then stab his vital organs three times each, and…"
"Candy, that's disgusting," interrupted Olive, who was putting the containers that Candy had kicked into a trash can. "We're just going to take back what's ours. We're going to make our families whole again, and never look back! It's not our responsibility to take down the Shredder, Candy. The police can handle that."
"What about the turtles?" asked Candy quietly, eyeing an empty soda can and trying to resist taking a swing at it.
Olive noticed where Candy's eyes had wandered and picked up this new container as well, then shushed her violently. "Shh! We can't talk about them!"
"Who's gonna hear us? The pigeons?" cracked Candy.
"Candy, you need to be more careful with what you say," Olive stressed. "I mean it."
"Fine."
"Even the turtles themselves can't know that we know they exist."
"Gotcha."
"And furthermore…"
"Olive! Shut up, wouldja?!" Whenever Olive started with the furthermore's Candy always became wary.
"Candy…" The two fifteen-year-olds had been standing up, turned aggressively towards each other. Olive sat down and motioned for Candy to sit beside her.
"Candy, I think it would help to review everything that happened over the last two years." Olive knew that to get Candy to cooperate, she had to take the safe route.
"Fine," Candy sighed, rolling her gray eyes dramatically.
"Okay." Olive closed her own eyes in an exasperated manner, wondering where to begin. "I'll start four years back, actually."
"Please don't."
"But Candy, that's when we met each other."
"I don't care."
Olive sighed again, glancing up at the moon and stars. Why couldn't she have gotten stuck with someone easier to deal with?
"I'll start two years back," she said, feeling it best to give in. "When we were thirteen and in eighth grade."
She waited for a sarcastic remark from Candy. Receiving none, she pressed on.
"I was on top of the world. Good grades, lots of friends, bright future, and the teachers all thought I was the best. You- well, you weren't doing so great with grades, but you had tons of friends, and you were happy, and you liked your life. We both had no clue…" Olive stopped and swallowed, feeling a lump come to her throat. "We both had no clue that we were about to be whisked away from our old lives, our families, our school, our friends, and be thrown into this… this awfulness."
"Geez, Ollie, I think you might be a bit too dramatic," Candy said sarcastically.
Olive ignored this remark. "One day, when I got home from school, I found a note that my parents had been taken hostage by the Foot Clan."
"And you called me," said Candy.
"Well, actually your brother. I knew he knew all there was to know about TMNT, and I knew that the Foot Clan was part of that. Anyway, when I called you, it turned out your parents had been abducted, too."
"But our little brothers hadn't," put in Candy.
"Exactly." Olive stood up and paced, her hands clasped behind her back, every now and then pausing and looking up at the sky. "I called the police. They were going to send us to a Chinese orphanage. I knew there was something wrong with that. Real police wouldn't do that. And I was right. The police had also been taken over by Foot ninja."
"So we left."
"Right. You, me, Cash, and Marcus packed our bags and headed to New York. We had to get this straightened out."
"Then we fell into that weird vortex thing…"
"Portal, Candy," corrected Olive. "And that's when we found out we had fallen INTO the world of TMNT."
"We found this alley," Candy added. "And we found some beds to go in it."
"And now, two years later, we're still here." Olive finished the tale unhappily, staring up at the moon. She had had a good house, a complete family, a good school, lots of friends… all taken from her. Just because of the Shredder.
This wasn't just about getting her parents back, Olive decided. This was about family, honor, bravery, and love- all things that she valued greatly.
"Why can't we find the turtles?" asked Candy.
Olive shook her head. "I don't want to get involved in the fight. I just want my parents back, and yours, and to return home. Out of this world. I don't want to get caught up in helping the good guys."
Candy bowed her head. "You're right, Olive. I haven't been taking this seriously enough."
"We all make mistakes." Olive stopped pacing. "It's an hour until your guard duty. I suggest you get some rest."
"Alright. Good night, Ollie."
"Good night, Candy."
As Candy disappeared back into the alley, Olive picked up her journal and began to write again. When would she see her family together again- her, Cash, Mom, and Dad? When would Shredder be defeated? When? When?