((A/N: Hi Guys! Rachel Brook here with Renee, posting our first story together!

This is an OC fanfiction with OCs abounding. If you do not like them, you do not have to read.

Just as a reminder, this is an AU. The story will be similar, but not the same as canon. There will be details from the canon in here. Just bear with us as we try to explain in the coming chapters.

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Prologue:

I hate this…I hate the dark…I hate the glass…I hate these strange creatures that refuse to let us sleep at night…

But most of all, I hate hearing the screams of the little ones…

"Kraang, is the test subject ready for the test that is the test that is given by Kraang?"

"Yes, Kraang. Proceed with the test given by Kraang."

A loud shriek echoed through the pinkish darkness.

M2…

"Stop it! Stop hurting the baby!" I beat on the glass, unseen and unheard by these metal maniacs.

And I'm not the only one… M1, across the way, is also banging on the glass, ramming his shoulder and shell into the glass that I knew wasn't going to break under his little weight. D1, the other little turtle in the same tank was attempting to stop the smaller turtle from hurting himself, a method to which he was failing.

In the tank next to me, the other three newest turtles were crying and sitting on the glass. I wasn't sure why, but L2 seemed to be crying more so than the others.

I should probably explain who and where I am.

These creatures, the Kraang as they call themselves, are our captors and creators. I don't remember much of my creation, but I know I was not the first one…nor the last. I am the oldest survivor of the Kraang's turtle experiments.

They call me C3.

Around me in the other three glass chambers are 7 other turtles.

The one across the way from me holds two young males, the Kraang refer to them as D1 and M1, though I'm not sure why.

In the glass chamber beside them are two females, like me, but much younger. The Kraang call them L1 and R1.

And lastly, in the chamber beside me are 3 baby turtles, two males and one female, L2, R2, D2 respectively. There is usually a fourth little girl, and that is the one that is screaming. They call her M2.

From what I can gather, the twos are related to the ones with the same letter. I don't know why I am different…and maybe I'll never know.

I do wish the big Alligator, the one the Kraang call Leatherhead, would come back. I felt so much safer with him around.

As if called by my thoughts…a large, leathery figure burst through the door of the lab. I could have recognized the roar that filled the room from a mile away. Granted, M2's cries were distressing…but maybe she would be safe now.

"LEATHERHEAD!" I cried through the glass, knowing he wouldn't be able to hear me very well unless I yelled, banging harder.

The large, older looking alligator turned his eyes to my cage. "M2! SHE'S IN THERE!" I continued, pointing at the door of the lab where the screams still echoed.

The alligator's eyes went white, and within minutes, he had the door ripped off and dove into the room. There was the sound of Kraang droids being ripped apart and then…silence… The seconds ticked by, feeling longer than simple seconds….

And then Leatherhead emerged, carrying M2 in his arms. She was okay. Leatherhead pressed a button on the wall, causing the glass cages to open. M1 ran to the large alligator and reached up for the littlest turtle, whom Leatherhead gingerly turned over with a pat on M1's head.

The other littlest turtles stumbled over to me and I lifted them up into my arms, nuzzling them gently before looked at Leatherhead. "Thank you, Leatherhead."

The large reptile nodded. "C3, children, it has been a while." He continued to pat M1's head. "I'm sorry that I couldn't come faster, are you alright?"

M2 cooed and smiled up at M1 and batted his face with her hand. M1 chuckled in relief, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Have you come to take us, Misthter Latherhead?" D1 asked, his voice lisping on the name.

Leatherhead smiled sadly. "No, little one…I don't have a means of getting to a safe place just yet. But I do have contacts…If I can get in touch with them, then I will be able to get all of you out of here."

I nodded and peaked into the Kraang lab, there was a large white orb sitting on one of the desks. I ran into the room and grabbed it. Shoving it into Leatherhead's arms, I pulled the children away. "Here. Get in touch with your contacts and get us out of here."

Leatherhead nodded and attempted to get it working….Frowning as he did so. "I'm not in range. They have a communication orb…but I'll need to try outside. Maybe there I'll be able to find something to increase the signal."

I nodded and signaled the children to move closer to me. "Then I'll find a place for the children and I to hide."

Leatherhead returned the nod. "Keep these little ones safe, C3. I'll find you soon."

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