A/N Hey guys, so when I first wrote this, I was just writing and not checking my grammar. XP This is just a rewrite on the terrible grammar and the plot holes. I got bored one day and read the story…there was a lot of cringing and questioning why I posted it. XD Okay, without further delay, 'Expect the Unexpected' Take 2.

Chapter 1

You know the one thing that scares me the most? Basements, cold, dark, and distant, basements. I always felt trapped in them, also, I always get that feeling that someone was watching me. Plus, I watch a LOT of horror videos Pewdiepie posts. (Yes, I'm a bro.) Sometimes when I got scared, I kind of act like Pewds. I don't know why, it just happens. He just jumps and I jump just because he jumped. There are a lot of times when I have to go back to see what was so scary.

The other day, I got my five TMNT DVDs from the 2003 series. I literally grew up with that series and it's been my favorite ever since. Unfortunately, I'm the only major ninja turtle fan out of my friends, but Kristen agreed to watch an episode or two with me. So, the two of us headed down the basement. At first it doesn't seem so bad because the stairs are neon green, like ooze (or mutagen, depending on which turtles you all like), and the walls are covered with movie posters and targets. Yes, my family and I go shooting every once in a while. Just a hobby. Anyway, we both walked down and turned the lights on.

So my basement has two main rooms, one is the TV room and the other is the Ping Pong and Air Hockey room. We walked into the TV room first because it's right next to the stairs, and started up the DVD. Kristen dove right for my hammock chairs, which are exactly what they sound like, hammocks in a hanging chair form. She took the red one and after the DVD was in the player I took the blue one. Next to the room with the two game tables is the storage room. That room creeps me out! It's dark and I have no clue what's back there. Shaking off the worry, I focused on the TV.

"After we have to finish that song, okay? We keep getting distracted." Kristen told me that just as she wandered off to mess with something else.

"I think it's YOU who's the one getting distracted." I called after her.

I could tell she was glaring at me and I gave her a BIG smile. She rolled her eyes and returned to her hammock. Of course, it took her about ten minutes to get the stupid thing to face the TV. Once she got the hammock how she wanted, which involved her shoving her feet into mine and peeking through holes of the hammock.

"Comfortable?" I asked.

"Yeah, thanks for asking." She smirked.

Kristen was about to say something when the theme song of the TV series went on and I jumped out of my hammock and started singing along.

"'I LOVE BEING, oh, I LOVE BEING, yeah, I LOVE BEING A TURTLE!'" I belted and Kristen laughed. "What?"

"Really?" She laughed.

"Oh come on, you have that Captain America song on your phone." I countered and she pouted at me before smiling.

"It's catchy and you know it."

"Yes, I do know it." I shook my head.

A loud crashing sound made us both jump with a high pitch scream from Kristen. I stared at the blinds that acted as a door for the storage room with 'deer in the headlights' eyes. Kristen looked at me and started laughing. I was seriously freaked out. Then Kristen decided it would be a great idea to go and investigate. Yeah, great idea Steve, GREAT FREAKING IDEA! (I call Kristen, Steve, because she loves Captain America.) She headed for the back and I followed her, not letting her go by herself.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Just looking, Buck." She shot a smile over her shoulder. (Bucky as in James Buchanan Barnes. Yup that's me)

"We'll need some sort of weapon. We can't go in empty handed." I argued with her and she just crossed her arms waiting. My eyes scattered around and I found a set of plain wooden drumsticks. I chuckled nervously and handed her one.

"Ya, this'll help if they have a gun." Kristen laughed.

"You're insane." I shook my head.

"That's why we're friends."

Taking a breath, we moved in and yanked the string that was attached to the light, to turn on the lights. I looked around and found nothing. Okay, that was good, right? Wrong. Kristen wasn't convinced, so we had to look through the many shelves that were back here and see if we could find anyone.

One thing to know about Kristen, she loves mysteries. So this was her chance to pretend to be a secret agent finding who killed, I don't know, three people.

"You're not in a crime show, let's just go back to the show." I whined at her. "Nothing's here."

"Nothing, yes." She said in a scholar voice. "Nobody? That's under investigation."

I high-fived myself in the face, and helped her so this would be over with. Once we went through everything, we did it again, just to be sure.

"You find anything?"

"No." I answered. "You know what would be awesome?"

"Hmm." She started to go through the stacks of cassettes I had.

"If it was the turtles down here."

Kristen groaned. "You got problems."

I gave her a shove. "I mean how cool would that be? You and Mike would get along perfectly because of your love of food."

"Which one's the smart one?" She asked.

"That's Donnie. Donatello has the purple mask." I explained to her.

"The bo staff dude?" She asked and I hugged her.

"Oh, you make me so proud."

Kristen just laughed and shoved me away, but we quickly grabbed for each other when the lights went out.

"Okay, Steve, knock it off."

"It's not me." She said in an equally frightened voice.

We both stood and Kristen spoke again. "Now, I'm wishing it was the turtles."

"Me too! Leo would know what to do if it would be the Foot. He'd have the perfect plan, but Raph would think it's stupid. This would make Don have to hack into someone's system before the real fighting could start." I rambled.

"What about Mikey?"

"He'd yell 'Cowabunga'."

Then the lights flashed on making us shield our eyes for a moment.

"How do you know our names?" That voice…Leo?

My eyes were finally focused and a smaller version of the 2014 movie turtles were standing right in front of me! My heart started beating a hundred miles an hour and I started gasping for air that I couldn't get into my lungs quick enough. Oh my god, they were here!

"Alexa. Oxygen. Breathe!" She shook me.

I looked at her and took a shaky, but excited breath. My heroes were standing right in front of me! How was I supposed to stay calm?! My eyes met with Kristen's blue eyes again who showed that she was in as much of shock as I was, then I stared back at the turtles.

"In da middle of nowhere an' people still look at us like were freaks." Raph huffed and crossed his arms.

My eyes snapped to his golden ones. "You four are nowhere, nowhere, near freaks. NO matter what people say, you are human. You save the helpless and ask for nothing in return." I ran my hand through my hair. "You know what, that really annoys me, when people do that to you guys." I stomped up to the hot-tempered turtle and jabbed my finger into his, surprisingly smooth, plastron as I spoke. Raphael gave me this look that was a mix of anger and shock. "I don't know how you four ended up in my basement, but I promise you, I am no threat to you. I DO NOT work for the Foot or Eric Sachs or the merciless Shredder! So don't stand here and give me the stink eye!" I pulled my hand back and rested them on my hips as I glared.

The three brothers looked at Leo for directions on what to do, and Leo just nodded. That silent communication thing is freaking awesome. Then Leo looked at me. "That doesn't explain why you know who we are."

Oh boy, "I think it would be better if I just showed you." I led them out of the creepy storage room to the TV room where my DVD was still playing, and explained to them that they are actually famous. Mikey was all over this, but Leo, of course, was worried about still being seen. Heck, I didn't blame them. They still couldn't be seen because they are supposed to be fictional. "It's your decision for what to do next. I could tell my parents and sister you're here or start sneaking down supplies and think some more." I told them, but added. "It's a lot roomier upstairs and no one other than my family will see you."

Again the brothers had their silent conference, before Leo nodded. "As long as you're family keeps our secret, we will go upstairs."

So how was this version?