It started out as a perfectly normal day. The sun was shining, traffic was roaring, and four girls were walking along the streets of New York City. Then came the invasion, an alien race came and mutated New York City, with the exception of fifteen humans. They were imprisoned and were to be used as experiments of a man who called himself The Shredder. The girls were four of those fifteen.
A month passed, or a couple weeks, there wasn't a way to know in there. But during that month, the remaining humans were slowly taken out, one by one, and they didn't return. Eventually, the four girls were the only ones left.
Alexandra dreaded the day that the ninjas that worked here would take one of them to wherever they took the others. She looked at her friends. Julie was curled up next to Lizabeth, who was doing her best to comfort the youngest of the girls. Ebony was sitting on the other side of the young fifteen-year-old, stroking her blond, dirt-streaked hair with her chocolate colored hand.
The door opened and two of the ninja guys stood there. One grabbed Alex's arm, ignoring the other's protests. She didn't fight, mostly because the last guy who fought, they took his four-year-old sister also. They may have done other things to them, Alex had no idea, but those girls were like her sisters they were that close. She wanted to delay them being taken to...wherever, as long as possible.
The ninjas lead her down a hall to a room, there was a tank of some type of green glowing stuff suspended by some cables. Underneath it, there was a chair with straps on the armrests, and directly above it was a nozzle. She swallowed nervously, wondering what the green substance was. She heard a buzzing and turned her head to see a giant...fly...flying down towards them. It had the shape of a man, but with a fly's wings and head.
He looked at a computer screen nearby. There was a picture of Alex, with the words; Alexandra Wolf, beneath it. The other words were too small for her to read, but she guessed that it was her information. Looks like these guys looked up on their prisoners. She thought. The fly-man buzzed a little and Alex noticed a picture of a grey wolf next to hers. The fly-man looked over to Alex.
"Well Alex-zzz-andra Wolf, your name will zz-suit you now." He then proceeded to tap several buttons on the keyboard. Alex gulped, what did he mean by that? Her question would soon be answered, for Fly-man had finished doing whatever it was he was doing, and the ninjas were moving her forward, under the nozzle on the bottom of the tank, towards the green stuff. She struggled against them, but they were stronger than her, and continued dragging her forward. Finally they forced her into place, sitting her in the chair and fastening the straps. Though she struggled against them, they held fast. The material felt fresh, like the straps had recently been replaced. In the back of her mind, she wondered why, but the majority of her attention was focused on the Fly-man as he flew towards a lever and pulled it. Alex barely had time to look up in panic as the green ooze was dropped down on her.