"The Girl With Wings"
TMNT 2012 Short Story
Chapter #1
~Moira's POV~
I soar across the calm night sky of New York City. I enjoy the feeling of my hair waving in the wind, whipping across my face. Eventually, I tuck in my wings as I ascend down to land on an apartment's rooftop.
You see, I'm a mutant. Part-human, part-bird. I look like any normal human, until I stretch out my large, feathery, white wings from my back. Not to mention I have an abnormal eye color, (f/c)-colored eyes. It was a side-effect of my mutation.
How'd I become a mutant? Well, that's a long story...
~Flashback~
I was walking home from school, to my part-time job at Murakami's restaurant. He was like a father to me, especially since my real father had ran out on my mother once I was born. I did my best to stay out of the house, away from my mother. She was an alcoholic, an abusive one at that. She was rarely ever sober, so she was constantly abusive and drunk.
Anyway, soon enough, I made it to Sensei Murakami's shop. I called him "Sensei," because he insisted upon it. I pushed open the door, causing the bell above the door to ring, signaling my arrival. "Hey, Sensei!" I called out to the blind man. "In here, Moira-chan." I heard him call back from the kitchen. I headed into the kitchen, grabbing my apron from a hook on the wall. I entered the kitchen and greeted Sensei Murakami, and got straight to work.
~Time Skip~
I had finished my shift at Sensei Murakami's restaurant, and it was now 9 o'clock at night. I bid Sensei Murakami goodbye, and started heading home.
Halfway on my walk home, I heard a clatter from an alleyway. Me, being the curious person I am, snuck over and hid behind a dumpster. I peeked over the sides of the dumpster, to see... Robots?!
They were all crowding around this glass container of odd, multicolored, glowing goo. I leaned a bit closer to get a better look when a bird landed on the dumpster, and tweeted loudly at me. The robots quickly turned around, noticing me immediately.
"We must capture the one who sees us, the Kraang, in this place, at this time, immediately." The robots lunged at me, reaching towards me. However, I fought back. In the process, the container of glowing goo went flying out of one of the robot's' hands. We all watched as it flipped through the air, almost in slow-motion, and eventually, crashed onto me. And that, is when my transformation occurred...