Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TMNT characters (although that would be cool ;) ) and if any one asks all the other characters that go under the names of Egyptian gods are mine; well not the god names their not mine anyway on with the story and I hope you like it.

Introduction

A young girl of ten with long silky ebony coloured hair sat at a desk busy writing away in a thick ledger. A silver cat with distinctive spot markings jumped onto the desk and meowed; its small face creased in a worrying expression. The girl looked up and smiled half-heartedly at the feline who came up to the girls face and nuzzled affectionately. The two gazed into each others eyes and something unsaid passed between them. A small creak caught the pair's attention and they looked at the door behind them where a tall man in a black suit and tails walked in with a package under his arm. The light reflected of the girl's gooseberry green eyes, almost cat like, cast with a haunted depth; the cats eyes were amazingly the same exact colour giving the illusion two cats were looking at the man.

The gentleman bowed respectfully to the girl and she cocked her head.

"Hello Burns," she greeted the willowy figure as he strode across her large but surprisingly empty room.

"I have word from your parent's young miss," he said in a proper English accent, looking slightly saddened, "They will not be attending your birthday party due to work matters."

The girl hardly seemed surprised but her eyes glistened slightly in the light giving a shiny effect. She cast her gaze to the floor staring unfocused at the cream coloured carpet.

"I am sure that it could not be helped," she told him in a similar accent. She looked up and smiled falsely her face a like a pale mask with nothing betraying her feelings except the two glistening green orbs which were set hard with repressed anger and loneliness.

The man quivered under her gaze and returned the smile. He held up the brown package and held it out to her.

"This I believe however is from your grandmother whom will be attending this evening."

The girl took the package with a quizzical look, "Why on earth would she send her present on a head?" she took the package looking at it with interest, "I can't open it yet not until the party anyway." She held it back out to Burns who shook his head his smile turning into a small grin.

"I do believe young miss that it says on the package to open it on arrival."

The girl turned the package over and read the instruction expressionless.

"So it does," she said with a small nod.

"Well I must take leave now miss as I have many duties to perform," Burns told her regretfully and with a small nod from her he left with the door clanging shut behind him like the door of a prison cell. The girl stared at the door her small hands clenched tight; her knuckles turning white. She bowed her head so that her hair covered her face and her body quivered gently. With out warning she leapt up, grabbed the ledger and hurled it across the room with a scream of rage. The cat jumped off the table and rocketed under the bed out of harms way as its mistress rampaged around the room ripping posters and pictures off the walls and throwing them across the room. She grabbed a tennis racket from the bottom of her bed and proceeded to smash everything that was in her path. After what seemed an era she slumped to the ground crying bitterly and she flung the racket away from her in an indifferent motion. She sat there letting her tears fall staining her red top with dark blob shaped patches. She looked up to her table which happened to be the only thing standing as she tried to heave it but being made of solid oak was a little hard to lift. She saw the package and slowly raised herself on her knees, which was just high enough to grab it and she sat back down. She stared at it for a moment before tearing off the end and tipped it upside down so that the contents fell into her lap. Out of the package fell a curious cat like pendant with a small purple jewel for its eye, dangling on a piece of string and was wrapped in a piece of paper. The pendant itself was very much of Egyptian design with the dark eye lines around the eye or jewel. Another thing that fell out fell heavily on her lap and it was quite large but wrapped in a piece of linen as if to protect what ever it was wrapped around. She first pulled off the paper that was wrapped around the pendant and read the phrase that was written on it to her self:-

I, Kiara, command thee to give me the power of BASTET and reveal the beast within, RELEASE!

Curiosity and confusion filled her as she read paper over and over again. She put it aside for the time being as she thought it might be some riddle from her Grandmother who liked doing things like that. She picked up the cloth covered object and began to unwrap it and gasped when a solid gold flat surface met her eyes and her eyes widened in disbelief, "No wonder it was so heavy," she gasped.

She turned it over curiously and engraved on it was a right way facing Egyptian eye with a line coming from the bottom eye lid and ending in a curve pointing to the bottom left and next to it also connected to the eye was a curious oblong shape.

"Eye of Horus," she whispered to her self. In the very centre of the eye was a similar jewel to what was on the pendant and with a small smile she stroked it feeling it vibrate under her finger tips.

Her door suddenly creaked open and she looked up sharply and stared at a figure in the door way. She clutched the eye to her chest and growled low at the intruder.

"Who the hell are you! what do want!" she demanded, her eyes widened in horror as a glint caught her eye, "What is that? No, no, no stay away from me!"

She let out a piercing scream as the figure advanced upon her and over shadowed the girl from view until… nothing

A small turtle creature awoke violently trembling with a cold sweat pouring down its face as it whimpered then screamed in horror and pain. It clutched the blanket to itself with its eyes wide with fear. Its scream attracted the attention of a humanoid like rat that walked on its hide legs. Worry creased its rat like features as he rushed to the turtle's side.

"What is it my son?" it asked worriedly.

The turtle continued to whimper murmuring something about a dream and a girl and a cat and eyes. The rat shook its head and felt the small turtle's damp forehead; it was very hot signalling a fever. The rat looked kindly at the turtle as he wiped the turtle's forehead with a cool cloth and the little creature gasped in relief.

"You must rest my son," the rat said soothingly, "You will be better soon."

"You promise sensei?" the little turtle snivelled staring at the rat with wide innocent eyes.

The rat smiled gently, "I promise my son now rest."

The little turtle suddenly sniffed and a huge tear rolled down its cheek. In alarm the rat placed his hand on the turtle's shoulder.

"What is the matter my son?"

"It's just…" the turtle began looking down at its hands.

"It's just… what?"

"It's just if, that girl's father was there too she would… would be safe like me." With that the young turtle turned over and promptly fell asleep snoring softly. The rat looked momentarily confused then smiled at the turtle's innocence and silently left the room leaving the young turtle slumbering peacefully behind him.

So there you have it. I hope you liked so R&R people please tell me what you think. I get paranoid when people don't reveiw : I