This is my first fanfiction, so please bear with me. Just a warning, some characters may be OOC sometimes, I'll try to get them as accurate as possible, but I'm not as smart a Donny, I'm not as funny as Mikey, I'm not as responsible as Leo, and I'm definitely not as angry as Raph. This is a Raphael/OC story, an I intend to make them have a good relationship eventually. It wont be a perfect relationship (like you read in some other fanfics) because no relationship is perfect.

Now this is basically a story I'm going to be doing when I am bored or have some time on my hands, so I'm not looking for a beta reader. You guys are just going to deal with my occasional spelling mistakes :)

And please no flaming! :( I know this wont be the best fanfiction ever but I'll try my damn hardest! So mean comments will just be deleted :)

Thanks! ~ Elizabeth The Rainbow Ninja

One in a Million

It's hard to know what a computer will do when you plug it in during a thunder and lightning storm. You could get a small shock, be fried to a crisp, or be teleported into a completely different universe. Or, like most cases, nothing would happen at all. Well, my life has never really been like 'most cases.'

You see, at the age of thirteen, I had some troubles with my health that never fully went away. I was always sick to my stomach and staying home from school. So what did my mom do? She pulled me out of school and taught me all by herself. Every single day I would wake up, walk downstairs, get a bowl of cereal, and sit down at the table for my lessons with my mom. Unfortunately, my mother's health started to fail her a few years into my home schooling.

You might ask where my dad was in the midst of all this. Well, my mom and dad had a falling out. My dad just up and left because he didn't want to pay for my mothers medical bills. With my mom not able to pay for hospital bills, she tragically passed away when I was fifteen. Having no one to teach me or take care of me, my older brother, Nicolas, took my mothers place. I was comfortable around my brother, but I still had uneasiness around boys because of my fathers leaving.

However, there were, and still are, four boys that I trust full-heartedly. Fictional boys, I might add. To be exact, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Even though they were just cartoons, they were always consistent. They always had new episodes come out every week and always found a way to work through there differences.

I always envied how at the each end of each show there would be a satisfying or happy ending. That's not what it was like in the real world. In the real world, if you had an argument with a friend, it wouldn't be resolved fifteen minutes later. It would take a few days, a few weeks, or maybe it would never be resolved.

I also envied the way that if the ninja turtles, or any cartoon for that matter, would be sick in one episode and fine the next. That never happened for me. I remember a time when I was sick for five months straight. Yes, you heard right. Five. Months. Straight. That's when I was in seventh grade and that's also when my mom pulled me out of school to put me under her tutoring.

Before I go any further I guess I should tell you who I am. My name is Skyanne Marie Adams, but I just go by Sky. The reason behind my name is because I have sky blue eyes and my grandmother on my mom's side was named Anne. My appearance is simple, I have black hair with side swooped bangs, small freckles on the bridge of my nose, a double piercing on each ear, and I'm about five feet two inches tall. Okay, so maybe not that simple, but you get it.

So anyways, about the whole computer thing…