A young girl around ten years was walking home from a softball practice. She stopped dead in her tracks. She looked around, obviously feeling insecure. "Am I being followed?" She asked herself. She shrugged and went on. All of a sudden, she heard footsteps approaching. She tried to pull out to bat, but she was too late. The man was the shredder, but she didn't know. The shredder attacked the girl and she screamed for help. Unfortunately there was no one there but them. "TELL ME WHERE SPLINTER AND THE TURTLES ARE OR ELSE!" Shredder yelled. "I have no idea what you're talking about!" She screamed. "LIAR!" "Listen, I don't know if you are an escaped mental hospital patient or something, but I have no idea-" "TELL ME NOW!" "I have no clue what group of vigilantes are stupid enough to name themselves the turtles, with a leader named splinter, but are they your mental buddies or something?" The shredder socked her in the head and left her unconscious on the cold hard ground.
3 hours later…
The turtles ran across the city, they were on their evening patrol. Leo, Donnie, and Raph all passed the girls body without noticing. Mikey, however, noticed. "Um… guys. Why is there a body lying on the ground?" The orange-banded turtle asked. "What bo-OH MY GOODNESS!" Raph yelled. "SHHH! Lets bring her to the lair." Leo commanded. "Ya sure, Leo? She looks like, ten. She might… um… what was it… OH YEAH! FREAK THE HECK OUT." Donnie piped up. They picked up the limp girl and dragged her back to the lair.