Who I Become
Chapter 1
Drip, drip, drip. I opened my eyes. the darkness wasn't as dark as you would think, since I'm use to it. I slowly get up, ignoring the pain from yesterday. Looking around, I am hit with a strange surprise. Instead of the cell that I have been kept in for months now, I was in a dark, wet ally way. I was under a small shelter of cardboard boxes and random other items. Crawling out, I looked around. From the amount of garbage that was there, I guessed New York. But how did I get here? Thinking back, all I can remember is that I had done something, and I had gotten out of the place I had been kept. Looking down at my hands, I was shock to see that they were green, with some webbing in between the fingers. I searched my whole body, which didn't have much clothing on it. Instead of pink human skin, it was green lizard skin. Looking behind me, I found a tail, long and also green. My hands rushed to my head, but my lightish darkish brown hair was still there. Sighing out loud, a very unfriendly voice answered me. "Well, well. Look guys, that freak that everyone's looking fer." The only way out was blocked by three large men, each with a different hair colour, and piercing, but each of them had a tattoo of a purple dragon somewhere on their body, each in sight. I slowly started to back up, hoping someone would come around the corner to come save the day. My tail flicked around, showing my distress. I looked from side to side, hoping to find something to save me. Finding nothing helpful, I watched as the thugs got closer and closer to me, evil grins on their cruel faces. When they where about six feet away, a shadow dropped down in front of me. The shadow caused the men to freeze in their tracks. It looked like a turtle, a giant turtle. Had I not been a 5 foot tall lizard girl, I would have not believed it. "So boys, are ya not being nice ta the lady?" It was a he, and had a Brooklyn accent. The thugs dropped the things they had and fled the ally. He turned to look at me, and I saw the surprise on his face when he saw that I was really a freak. "Hello. May I ask the turtle who saved my life for a name?" He looked at me through the red mask that covered his eyes. "Um, yeah. Sorry." Standing up straight, he bowed like a warrior, and said "My name is Raphael, but I also go by Raph." I smiled, even as a freak, I am treated kindly. "Well Raph, maybe you coul..." I couldn't finish my sentence before I fainted. Raph sprung forward and grabbed me before I could get hurt. "Hey! Ya okay? Hey!"