I already did the big long explanation on my Original Challenge story, so basically I'm doing two 100 Day Challenges, this one is based on emotions, a lot of them are quite sad, etc etc. So, shall we begin?
1. Birth
Four mutant turtles were sitting on the subway station floor. An elder mutant rat was watching them, trying to sort out his thoughts. After his mutation, he had grabbed his four pets and fled to the sewers. As he examined their now slightly humanoid appearance, he knew they had gone through the pain of the mutation. But now, they were developing quickly, showing personalities as diverse as those of regular children.
The tallest, and most likely the oldest, was watching over his brothers with serious blue eyes. He would pull two of his brothers apart and then sit by the third, cooing at him in a combination of baby and turtle speak. He appeared the most responsible, and the most cautious, as highlighted by the way he would glance at Yoshi as though wondering whether he should trust him.
The second youngest had a quite different demeanor. His neon eyes narrowed, he appeared to take delight in pushing his younger brother down, laughing as he fell and pushing him harder when he stood back up. When his older brother pulled him away, he would pout for a minute before deciding he could-and would-do whatever he cared to do.
The smallest in both height and weight was huddled behind the eldest. He was pale, and he was sneezing almost non stop. His older brother tried to comfort him each time. Despite his sickly appearance, the mutant was studying his new home with curious russet eyes, pointing out various objects with a fascinated churr.
The fourth turtle was the happiest. Every time he was pushed down, he giggle along with his brother, as though not realizing he was being laughed at, not with. His sky blue eyes sparkled as he lightly pushed his brother back, playing along with his brother in what he considered a simple play fight. He turned to see if Yoshi was watching, his eyes glowing with a child's innocence.
The second oldest turtle grew irritated with the youngest's antics and went after the weaker one instead. Once on the ground, the pale mutant burst into tears, and the eldest began to scold his brother while simultaneously trying to comfort the other. The youngest watched with confusion, as though wondering why the third was crying.
Yoshi hadn't planned for any of this to happen when he moved to New York, but now he felt gratitude for the strange men in the alley. Without them, his new family never would've been born.