I DO NOT OWN! This is my first story I hope you guys enjoy. Please give me feedback. I am not the best at English, but I enjoy making stories. So if there are grammar issues let me know so i can fix them. Thank you, and enjoy.

PRESENT-DIMENSION X

I am writing this all down so I don't go insane. I don't know how long it has been for my brothers since I've seen them. Donnie once said that time went by faster here, but by how much. The Kraang are hunting me down daily, but maybe that's because I keep breaking into their labs, taking things, and destroying everything in my path. Hey, I need to annoy someone. Raph would be happy that I am aggravating the Kraang. I've stolen pieces of equipment trying to recreate a dimensional door opener, so that I can get back home. Leo would be happy knowing that I'm not just messing around, that I am prioritizing everything. The only things the Kraang haven't been able to steal from me yet, are my trusty nun-chucks and my orange mask. Which stills smells like pizza. Ohhh, I miss pizza so much. When I get back that is one of the first things I am doing. Eating as much pizza as my stomach can handle.

I have changed so much since the first day I was here. I look into the calm pool of water and I can tell I am not who I used to be. I stand 6 and a half Kraang high or about 6' 5". I have scars that would have never been there if that day had gone differently. If I hadn't played that prank causing the explosion and eventually my deportation from my dimension.

I splashed some of the water on my face. I came through the portal on the day of Kraada. Some type of Kraang holiday, or at least that is what she called it. I have seen four more Kraadas go by so I assume it has been four years for me, but who knows with Kraang time. She had been here years before me, all by herself. We felt we were on the verge of finding the key to opening a door to my dimension, but the key has seemed to get farther and farther away. She said she was sent here by a man who wanted to harm her father.

As I watched her fill her canteen, it bothered me how she had lasted on her own for so many years by herself. She was only 10 years old, when she arrived and she was 15 when I arrived. She must have been so scared. I paused for a moment just watching this human who against all odds lasted all these years against the Kraang without being mutated or killed. She was so graceful as she kneeled by the pond. Her long auburn hair laced into a thick, delicate braid that flowed to the middle of her back, tied with a simple purple ribbon. Her deep brown eyes, that intently focused on the task at hand. Her yellow long sleeved turtleneck fit to her every curve. I let my eyes follow it all the way down to her waist where it was tucked into her ripped, stained blue jeans. Her waist seemed to be so small, like her belt was just too tight. Her belt seemed to glow at times, the color looked similar to the color of mutagen. She looked like a venus fly trap; so pretty to look at, but don't get too close. She was always packing heat. A long ebony bo staff, with purple tape wrapped around the middle of it, secured safely to her back. She also has a pair of metallic fans, with flowers delicately painted on it. Don't take them for granted, if you are on the receiving end of one. You might as well just get in the casket and save her some time.

"-do you think? Mikey? Mikey!" She was looking up at me now with a hand on her hip.

"What?" I tried to act innocent, but she knew. She always knew, sort of like April. April always knew when I would start daydreaming.

"Do you think what we need to power the D.D.O. (Dimension Door Opener) is a couple fuses or a little bit of mutagen. We only have one device, so we need to be sure, so we don't have to start from square one." She just looked at me waiting for my answer, but it was so late I didn't want to think. I would really like to sleep and decide in the morning.

"Let's wait til morning to decide. We had a big day taking down the research lab and taking out those Kraang. Let's get some sleep." I expected some long speech about how important it was, but it never came.

"Yeah, that sounds good." She walked away towards her corner and got settled into her make-shift bed. It wasn't too comfortable it was just a couple sheets laid on the ground.

I walked to my bed and sat looking at my weapon and mask. That day's memory coming back in waves that hit me hard with emotions. All of this could have been avoided, if things were said and done just a couple moments sooner or a couple moments later...