Summary: What would you do, if four scared children were lost and alone? You wouldn't leave them, even if they weren't human and that's what Alica May did, she took four mutant turtles into her home. However, she wasn't expecting her life to change forever because of that event.
Hey guys, so this story was inspired by BubblyShell22, "Fallen leaves." But the idea wouldn't leave me alone, when I started to read more OC and Splinter romance, even though that topic would be shown fairly little throughout this fic, it's still one of the main factors. I be more focusing on the relationship between the turtles and if they had a mother figure in their lives. It's going to start off, as turtle tots. Enjoy.
Alice eyes widen in fear, as she leaped out from her bed. She sighs and turns to sit up straight, placing a hand over her forehead, her eyes drifted towards the clock – 1;00am, she drags a hand over her red hair and slowly stands herself up.
"Stupid nightmare," she mumbles before moving towards the draw.
Changing out of her PJ's and into her black pants and light grey short sleeved, she tires her hair up into a bun, grabbing her phone and walked out of her apartment.
She rubs her arms, as the cold night breezed swish around her before she begins to walk under the street lights.
A sound of a bump and a small, "hush," was what got her to stop in front of an alleyway, Her head turns and she blinks at the noise, as she was about to continue her path a dry cough was heard. Her head quickly turns again and she begins to walk into the alleyway.
Yes, she knows it wasn't the smartest idea – night time, cold, alone a dead end and in the city of New York, where crime rate had gotten higher over the years, but her logical side was ignored as she continues the path. Nothing there, her head turns to the dumpsters and again, nothing was there.
"Great, first a nightmare and now my mind is playing tricks on me."
As she turns around – in order to go back, she stops at another dry cough and a little voice.
"Ya need to keep your mouth shut. Do you want us to get caught again?"
She raised an eye brow at the strange voice, before ducking her heard behind the dumpsters, she gasped at sight. Four little turtles were hiding and by the looks of it, they were only at least six or five years old.
"Nice going R?"
"It aren't my fault L, it's M fault."
Her eyes narrowed, as the smallest one with freckles started to pick up tears showing and the skinny one tried his best to comfort him. The turtle with green eyes, stood in front of the others and open his arms out frowning at the woman.
"Get away from us," he said in a bitter voice.
She frowns and sighed, before turning around, but she stops as another cough escaped.
"It's okay little brother, it will go soon."
"Don't lie to him L," the one with green eyes said.
She bends down back on her knees, the skinny turtle holds the baby blue eyes and freckle face closer into his arms.
"Hey there, can I see him?"
"No!" the one with green eyes yelled.
"Please, he's sick, right? I can help him."
She slowly moves her hand towards the turtles, but withdrawn it as the green eye one started to growl underneath his breath.
"Can you really help him?" the one with blue eyes asked.
"Don't talk to her L, she's going to hurt him like the others did."
"No. I think she really does want to help, am I r-right?" she smiles sadly and nods, her eyes turned back over to the little one who was coughing violently.
"I can help and you're welcome to come with me. But please, at least let me get you guys off the streets, I don't want to be mean, but I don't think people well be very friendly to you."
"We know," the green eye one said.
The turtles exchanged glances, before nodding and moving beside her leaving the smallest turtle alone. She carefully picks it up in her arm and sigh, he was slivering and a lot paler then the others, she held him in one arm and offer out a hand – nobody was keen to take it.
However the skinny one had slowly taken the hand, he flinched slightly, as she turns to smile, but a slow smile appear on his face – once he knew no harm would come to him.
"Do you have names, children?"
"What are names?" the one with blue eyes asked.
"Names are titles given to you, for example my name is Alica. Alica May." The three exchanged glances, before turning their attention back on the woman and shaking their heads.
"Do letters count?" the green eye one, asked.
"Why do you asked?"
"Because we each have a letter. Mime R," he said.
"And I'm L," the blue eye one said.
"D-D," the skinny one added, in a shaky voice.
"Oh poor dears. I guess, I'm going to have to give you names myself. Maybe when we go home. Would you like that?"
They were unsure for a while, but two of them nod – she turns to the green eye one, who eye's only narrowed and crossed his arms, she smiles sadly before she glanced over to the half-asleep one in her arms.
"What about this little one?"
"M," L answer, she nods.
She starts to walk towards the street, but stop when realized what she was doing. She gasp, as L started to walked out onto the streets before letting go of the turtle hand – that she was holding and quickly pulling him back in the alleyway.
R, stands in a protective stand, as the one with blue eyes started to water.
"Told ya not to trust her," he pointed out and she bends down.
"No, no, I'm sorry. It was my fault, not his." Their eyes slightly widen in shock.
"Y-your fault?" the skinny one asked, shaken up by the idea.
"Yes. I forgot that there are people about. That's the problem with New York, it's the city that never sleeps and I didn't want you to be spotted."
"Because were freaks," he said and her eyes narrowed.
"Who told you this?" she can't help and slightly yelled her voice – causing them to flinched.
"B-bad people, they hurt us because we're different," L said.
"Oh, you poor thing."
She brings an arm around him and hugs him, L didn't know what it was and he quickly tried to get out of her grip, but once he realized she wasn't letting go. Tears started to fall down faster, but they slowed down once Alica started to hum a soft tune, L sniffed and the other two slowly leaned in to hear it, before sitting on the ground.
Slowly, he takes his arms and hugs her – burrowing his head into her shoulder.
"What was that?" L asked, as she breaks away.
"I gave you a hug and I sang you a lullaby. Don't you know about them?" they both shake their heads.
"It was nice though," L, said. She giggles, as he wraps his arms around himself, before gently patting his head.
"Come with me children. I'm going to have to use another path."
"Another path?" L asked, she nods before standing up.
"I want you stay close, understand?" they nod and followed her as she walked towards the man whole.
Once again, she finds herself sighing at the sight. What was she meant to do? She has never opened a man whole cover before, sure she's done a lot of things, but not this.
Should have brought a cow bar. She can't help and think.
"There must be another way?" she poundings, "Whelp , Kirby."
Kirby O'Neil was a long time best friend, the two had grown up together and were pretty much, share the bond of brother and sister. He had been with Alica, when she thought the world was against her and had given her contacts to psychologist, when she started to show signs of PTSD – after she was discharged from the army a couple of years ago.
In return, she had been there for him, when his wife left him, with a one year old daughter and even though Alica had her doubts about calling him. She knew, she can't just leave the turtles alone and after all, she did say she was going to look after their brother.
"Kirby, how are you?" she asked, as he picked up the phone.
"Alica, it's one thirty in the morning," he slowly said and she nods – not really caring.
"That's great Kirby, have I told you, you're my favourite person in the world?"
"What is it Alica?" he asked, in a not to impressed tone.
"Kirby, you think I called you because I wanted something."
"No. I know you wanted something, because you called me in the middle of the night," she rolls her eyes. "You better not be walking the streets again?" she clears her throat and sat down with the turtles.
"Never."
"Are you drunk?" he asked.
"No, can you smell my breath?"
"You're on the other end of the phone. How can I smell your breath?"
"You're a scientist," she replies and the two turtles slowly sat beside her, R only frowned.
"Where is this going?"
Suddenly a dry cough had come from M, causing the other's to stare in while. L places a hand on, M forehead.
"Was that you? Are you sick?" Mr O'Neil asked.
"It's not me. Look, I did go for a walk." She can hear him sigh.
"Alica I told you, if you had a nightmare call me. I don't want another repeat of what happened last time."
"I took care of it," she replies.
"You were bleeding on my door step," she rolls her eyes.
"Look back to the topic," she said in a serious tone. "I did have a nightmare and yes, it was about war. But no, I am not the one that is sick. It's hard to explain, but I found these children," she slowly spoke.
A small smile appeared on her face, when D places his head on her arm.
"Children? Take them home."
"They don't have one."
"Bring them to the police station, then?"
"No, Kirby. They're not like me and you."
"I know, there kids and someone might be looking for them." She sighs in annoyance.
"Look can you just pick me up. I will send you a text, but you have to promise me something."
"Promise what Alica?"
"Just promise, you won't freak out," he frowns at the idea.
"Why would I freak out?" he asked – in a somewhat worried tone.
"Just promise," he sighs.
"Fine, I promise. But are you alright?"
"Perfectly fine," she adds.
She hears the beeping sound, once he hanged up and she does the same thing – quickly writing him a text and telling him where she was, she places it back down and pulls D closer to him. R stands in front of her, before he went to sit next to L.
"Who was that?" L asked.
"A friend and don't worry if he scares you, I'm going to hit him over the head, for it. Now, knowing Kirby, it's going to take him a while. So why don't you guys rest."
"Well you watch over us?" L asked and R, turns his head to look at her.
"Yes, I well be here when you wake up. Promise."
Hey guys, so as you can see. Splinter isn't in it yet and the reason to why will come up later. The guys well be turtle tot's for the next few chapters. Anyway, hope you like the new story and I look forward into reading your reviews, love to read your thoughts on my new OC.
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