Chapter 1

*First person POV*

Sup. My name is Lynn Parker, and I'd say my life is just about normal. I wake up, go to school, come home, and sleep. I get pretty average grades and I have the two best friends a girl could ask for. April O'Neil and Casey Jones are some of the coolest people you could ever meet…or at least in my opinion. Casey isn't exactly everyone's favorite person and doesn't do too well in school. Don't misunderstand what I'm saying, he's definitely no bad boy. Especially around April, the perfect girl. Well, mostly. Her dad's sorta missing and she won't tell me why for some reason, but hey. I respect whatever the reasoning is. Besides that, she's a sweet girl with top grades who's never in trouble…when I'm around. Word travels fast when your mom's a reporter. I live my life much like the rest of the citizens of New York, my city. I don't get as much road rage as they do, but besides that I'd say I'm just like everyone else. I live in an apartment building next door to April in a part of the city that's known for crime. Luckily, someone's always there to stop the bad guys from their heists. No one's ever seen these vigilantes, but they're known to be huge, strong, fast, and extremely skilled. I've always wanted to know who these heroes of New York City were, but they're always gone before anyone can see them. I'm a silly little dreamer who wishes I could be just like them, but in reality I know it'd never happen. I'm no hero and I'm definitely no ninja, so what could I do? This story is about me, well, mostly. It's also about how those four vigilantes came crashing into my life and turned it upside down, changing everything I ever knew forever.

*3rd person POV*

"Lynn? Lynn, wake up!"

"Five more minutes, mommy…"

"Lynn, I have a Hershey bar~"

"WHERE'S MY CHOCOLATE?!" Lynn jumped up from her chair in her last class of the day, earning snickers and stares from the rest of the students in the room.

"Ms. Parker, can you PLEASE take a seat and quiet down?" The teacher asked, or really ordered, glaring at Lynn as she sat back down.

"No, seriously. Where's my chocolate, April?" Lynn whispered over to her redheaded friend, eyeing the teacher distastefully with her golden brown eyes as she spoke.

"I'll buy you some chocolate later, Lynn." April laughed.

"I'm hurt that you would stoop so low as to lie to me about my favorite snack in the world! Hits me right in the feels!" Lynn gasped dramatically, clutching at her heart and turning away from April.

"I'll buy you two Hershey bars."

"Throw in a bag of kisses, and I'll forgive you."

"Fine."

"All is forgiven!" The bell in class rang, the teacher wishing the class a wonderful long weekend as they scampered out of the room swiftly.

"Hey ladies! Ready for three days of awesomeness?" Casey asked, catching up to the two girls and walking next to them.

"Don't you have some tutoring, Casey? You DID fail last week's science test." Lynn said with a smirk.

"That teacher hates me and you know it."

"Oh, sure she does. Just keep blaming her for your D in science! I'm sure she can't wait to hear that new story about how your nonexistent dog ate you're project."

"I had hockey practice, okay!"

"We had practice the day after that, Casey. I know since I remember spending the whole day without a hockey puck hitting me in the face."

"Hey, you chose to play goalie that day, not me."

"Are you two done bickering yet? Seriously, I'd think you two were brother and sister the way you argue. You are just too much alike!" April laughed.

"I'm nothing like him/her!" They said in unison, pointing at each other like toddlers blaming each other for something bad.

"My point is proven." The two stared at each other for a solid minute before stating in unison, "I don't see it." April laughed again, beginning to walk away as they hurriedly tried to catch up to her.

"Was it something I said?!"

"My feet are tired!" Lynn whined, leaning against a wall lazily.

"Today was a bad day for converse then, huh Lynn?" April joked, pointing at her friend's red and black striped shoes.

"Don't diss my shoes. Casey, make yourself useful and give me a piggyback ride home!"

"And why would I do that?" Casey challenged, smirking at Lynn as she pouted.

"Because that's what friends do. Hop to it!"

"May as well so she stops crying." April said, smiling at Casey and Lynn.

"…fine, but only because of that reason."

"We all know that's not the reason!"

"Shut up, Lynn!" Casey trudged over to Lynn, letting her jump onto his back as he struggled to balance. Once balanced (since it'd be a bad impression on April if he dropped her best friend), they set off towards the girl's apartments.

"Has anyone ever told you how heavy you are?"

"Casey Jones, are you calling me fat?"

"And if I am?" Lynn gasped, punching Casey's arm as hard as she could as he laughed.

"I'm joking, I'm joking. But seriously though, you need to lay off the chocolate."

"This is why you don't have a girlfriend, Casey. At least you're honest about that, though."

"Hey, I could get a girl to date me!"

"Give me an example of a girl you'd want to go out with you."

"Uh…" Now it was Lynn's turn to laugh as Casey struggled with his answer, April turning to face them.

"Well, who is it Jones?"

"I can't tell you! You'd tell her!"

"Leave him alone, Lynn." April stated sternly, though her face held a grin.

"Fine, 'mother'."

"Ugh, are we there yet!?" Casey groaned, walking slower the farther they went down the sidewalk.

"Almost. We'll be there in no time!"

"I'm sorry, kids, but it's gonna take longer than you anticipated." A man stepped out in front of the trio, blocking their path.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" Lynn questioned, seeming utterly bored at the mysterious man's arrival.

"Who am I?! I'm Fong! Leader of the Purple Dragons! You've never heard of us?"

"…nope."

"Typical. There's always that ONE person…we need this to be a less common question."

"It's fine, there's always that ONE bad guy…"

"One? You're quite mistaken." Fong snapped his fingers, another two men appearing from the alleyway, both holding a melee weapon of some kind.

"There are three of us."

"Yeah, I noticed."

"Lynn, shut up for two seconds!" Casey shouted quietly, setting her down on the ground.

"Why? They have no…oh. Sledgehammers…and crowbars…I'll be quiet now."

"Not so talkative now, are we? Look, you'll be able to leave without a scratch once you hand over anything of value, example…money, jewelry, anything of the sort."

"We don't have anything!" Casey said.

"Oh really? I guess we'll have to find that out ourselves, won't we boys?" The other two grinned, the grip on their weapons tightening.

"Can't you just rob someone worth robbing?" Lynn asked.

"Everyone's worth robbing!" "Act like a criminal, think like a criminal."

"Enough talking. Boys…" The two charged the group, Fong following closely behind as the trio ran.

"Got a plan?!" Casey asked, looking behind them.

"We stop for ice cream and see how it goes from there."

"I'm serious!"

"So am I! Do you have a better plan, genius?!"

"Guys, this way!" April called out ahead of them, quickly running down a darker alley. The two followed, occasionally glancing behind them to see their pursuers.

"Whoa whoa whoa! That's a wall!" They all stopped, nearly running into the building that stood between them be escape.

"Aww, and I thought we wouldn't have to do anything drastic. Looks like you leave us no choice." Fong chuckled, the Purple Dragons slowly advancing on the three teens. Lynn looked desperately around for something to use in defense. 'Trash can…trash bag…trash can LID…! We're doomed…' Lynn thought. She knew karate, but she wondered what that would do against three, buff men with melee weapons. Then an idea hit her.

"Casey, hand me your backpack." She whispered as she slowly backed closer to the wall.

"Why? Are you gonna bore them to death with the Pythagorean theorem?"

"Just do it!" The bag slid off his shoulder and Lynn caught it, unzipping it behind her back and grabbing a rather heavy object before dropping the bag.

"You know you guys aren't very smart…." The Purple Dragons seemed slightly angered, but otherwise ignored her.

"Allow me to hit you with some knowledge!" Lynn brought a thick textbook from her back and sent it flying towards one of their heads, successfully hitting one and knocking him out cold. Fong and the brawniest Dragon stared at their friend as Lynn tossed the entire backpack their way. They jumped far to the side, giving the teens a chance to run.

"First of all, terrible joke. Second, my mask was in there!" Casey complained as they ran.

"Then you'll have to come back for it!" Lynn shouted. Fong threw the weapon he was holding at Lynn, hitting her in the leg and sending her sprawling across the pavement with a hiss of pain.

"Lynn!" April and Casey stopped in their tracks, hurrying back towards their friend.

"No no no! She's with us now, right Sid?" Fong picked up his weapon, his partner grabbing Lynn roughly with one arm and holding the sledgehammer with his other hand at his side.

"Who wants to cooperate now?"

"No one's gonna be doing that." A figure dropped from the nearest building, followed by three others. Lynn couldn't see their faces, but they were very tall and for some reason didn't seem…human.

"Y-you? What are you doing here?!"

"Saving a dudette in distress!" Said one of the figures.

"Mikey, can't you say that in a smarter way?" Said another.

"I thought I said it just fine."

"The term would be damsel, not dudette."

"Dude…now's not the time to be correcting me."

"Just drop the girl, hand yourselves over to the police, and you may leave unhurt…mostly, anyway." The last figure stated.

"Are you gonna stop us?" Fong asked, confidently standing as Sid raised his weapon.

"Yep." The four figures launched at the last two members of the Purple Dragons, weapons ready. Fong and his minion tried fighting back, Sid dropping Lynn on the cold, hard ground in the process. Her vision got fuzzy for a moment, the figures around her blurring as she watched two people run away.

"Lynn, you gotta stay with us right now, okay?" April's voice said, sounding miles away. Lynn managed a weak nod, though the blow to her head was making it hard to stay conscious.

"Donnie, she's not waking up!" And then everything went black.