First off, hello Peoples~! Second; IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED 'THE INVASION PART 1 AND 2' THIS MY CONTAIN SOME SPOILERS! This is following 'The Invasion' where Casey Jones went to find his little sister and his dad, but never did and thought maybe they were mutated. So since we don't know much about Casey's sister, I thought we could make a story where you are his sister! Okay? Okay! Also I do not own TMNT or its characters! That belongs to Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird. You own yourself. The only thing I own is this story that you are reading now. Let's start the story!
Just saying it again so I know you got it! IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED 'THE INVASION PART 1 AND 2' THIS MY CONTAIN SOME SPOILERS!
You walked through the sewers of New York City holding one of your brother hockey sticks tightly in your hands. You were alone now. Your father got hit with the green slime stuff after you jumped into the sewer turning him into a freaky pink monster! You had to find Casey, he was all you had left now. He always left the house and didn't come home till late. When he did come home, he was covered in bruises and cuts, saying they were from hockey practice and not to worry. You didn't believe him though. Unless they used knives in hockey now.
'Flashback to this morning'
It had been a normal day. Casey had left for hockey practice; your father was drinking coffee and reading the paper. You grabbed a bowl of cereal and sat at the table. "How is my little girl today?" Your father asks putting his paper down.
"Dad I'm fourteen, almost fifteen. I'm not a little girl anymore." You say taking a bite of your breakfast.
He smiles at you and replies. "Y/N, you will always be my little girl. No matter how old you get." He reaches over and ruffles your hair. You smile and try to push his hand away, but he just laughs.
Suddenly the sky lights up in a purplish pink light. You and your father look out the window and see a large floating triangle in the distance. "What is that?" you ask. Only to see a large metal robot as it emerges from the portal. It shoots out some green slime or something and continues down the street.
Your father shuts the curtains, his face now filled with worry. "We have to leave. Go grab one thing and meet me at the front door in five minutes." He says then runs down the hall to his room. Confused and worried you quickly run to Casey's room and grab one of his old hockey sticks. There was nothing in your room you really wanted and you figured this would be more useful than a hairbrush or something.
You find you father at the front door father loading a handgun. "Were going to go find Casey first okay? Ready to go Y/N?" you nod and exit the apartment. When you get out to the street it's in complete ciaos! People are running and screaming! Cars are on fire and flying metal saucers are blasting everything! "Y/N!" Your father calls and you turn and follow him down a side ally.
You were about ten minutes from the hockey rink, but there were robots everywhere! There was no way you could make it to the rink without being seen! Unless… "Dad!" You whispered. "What if we go through the sewers?" you pointed to the manhole cover.
"Good idea! Let me use that hockey stick!" You gave him the hockey stick and he pried open the cover. Once he got it off everything seemed to go from bad to worse. The giant robot alien from earlier came around the corner. "Hurry Y/N go!" Your father yelled giving you the hockey stick back. He reached for his gun and started to fire at the alien.
You climbed down only to see green smile shoot across the hole and you hear you father scream. "Dad!" You yell and begin to climb back up the ladder. When you peek over the hole you see a pink monster where you father once stood. "DAD!" You scream and the monster turns to you and screeches. It begins to run at you and you quickly climb back down, grab your hockey stick and run.
'End Flashback'
A loud noise pulled you out of your thoughts and you weren't sure where it was coming from. Everything seemed to echo down here. It sounded big and mechanical. You ducked down tunnel to your left hoping it didn't follow you.
You wondered around the sewers for hours, trying to figure out how to get to the ice rink from where you were. Thankfully you hadn't seen any of the robot aliens down here yet.
It felt like you had been walking for hours! Your feet hurt, you were thirsty, and frankly you just wanted to go home, crawl into bed, and find that this was all just a nightmare. No, this was real and nothing was going to change that. Sighing you continued on through the dark damp sewer.
Soon you had come to a dead end. Not wanting to turn around, you decided to stay and take a break. Walking closer you saw a pool of water and, was that a giant rat in a kimono? Oh man Casey would freak! You walked closer holding the hockey stick out in front of you. Ready if it jumped up and attacked you. When you got close enough, you poked the rat. He didn't move, but you could tell he was breathing. "Hello?" you asked poking him again. Still you got no response. You noticed he had deep cuts and bruises on his face and arms. They looked like knife wounds but much harsher, maybe a sword? Who the hell had a sword in New Your City? Wait, dumb question. There were lots of weird people in this city.
You thought about just leaving him there. You had to find Casey and get somewhere safe; but your conscience wouldn't allow it. You couldn't leave an injured person, or in this case rat man, alone in the sewers with a robot alien invasion going on just above your heads! What were you going to do though? You couldn't drag him. You weren't that stong. You had no sterile bandages, clean water, or anything! 'I could go up to the surface and find a pharmacy.' You thought. 'But, the aliens…' your thought were interrupted. The rat man was trying to sit up. "Please lay back down, your hurt!" You gently pushed him back down.
He looked at you and asked. "Who are you?" His tone was slightly harsh but also pained. You figured he had more injuries than what you could see. You hoped none of them here internal.
"I am Y/N Jones." You answered in a calm voice. "I just want to help you, okay?" You still had no idea how, but that never stopped you before!
Thinking of a way to get what you need and not get hit with the green slime stuff the aliens were throwing around was turning out to be quite hard. "You would not happen to know a Casey Jones? Would you?" He asked skeptically causing you to pause in your thoughts.
"You know my brother?!" You turned to him and yelled. Your voice bounced off the walls causing it to echo. You cover your mouth quickly, as if that would stop the echo. "Do you know where he is?" You asked quieting your voice this time.
He sat up slowly and nodded. "He should be with my sons and April. Where they are I am not sure." He finished sadly.
The name April was familiar. You had seen her hanging out with your brother, but why would Casey be hanging out with rats!? "Umm, sir?" You asked not really sure what else to call the rat man.
"You may call me Splinter." He bowed slightly from where he sat.
"Thank you. Mr. Splinter are your sons rats as well?" You asked, not sure if that was rude you panicked. 'I'm sorry! I was just curious, because my brother is kind of afraid of rats, not that I'm saying rats are scary or anything!" You quickly said.
The man laughed slightly. "It is fine. No, they are turtles." Now you were confused. How could a giant rat have turtles for sons? Splinter noticed your confusion and continued. "It is a long story, but once I tell you it will become clear." He smiled.
"Alright, but first I have to find some medical supplies." You said standing up and dusting off your clothes. "You injures are going to get worse if we don't do something soon." Splinter began to stand as well. "No! Your hurt, don't get up!" You said worried he was going to hurt himself more.
"I am fine; I know where we can get some supplies. Follow me." He said making it to his feet. He began walking, but you could tell that one of his legs was broken, or at least sprained. You handed over your hockey stick, which he gratefully took. "Thank you Miss Jones."
"You can call me Y/N." You followed him out of the side tunnel and back into the main sewer system. "Hey, do you have a phone?" you were surprised when Splinter nodded. Now you could try and call Casey! The rest of the walk was filled with Splinter telling you the story of how he and the turtles came to be.
Alright folks, that's it for this chapter! Sorry if it's not good, it's my first story. Let me know what you think! Next chapter will be out in a week or less! Auf Wiedersehen!