Author's Notes: Yay! My second story! Of course, I know I should work on my other one, but I've contracted the disease many writers know well. It's called Writer's Block. So while I'm still trying to figure out how to word my Hardy Boys' story, I'll also be working on this.

This idea has been floating through my head for the past few months and I finally figured out how I want to write it. The character sorta popped up while reading other TMNT stories and took form all on its own. Hope y'all like it! :)

New Life...NOT! CH 1

Muffled thuds fill my ears as I cower at the corner of my cage. Shivers rack through my body and I cover my mouth with my hands to hide my whimpers of terrors. The usual thoughts filter in my brain as I close my eyes. Why? Why did my parents sell me? Why did those doctors experiment on me? Why do they hurt me? What have I done to get this? Why did they change me?

Haven't I been a good girl?

I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. No, I couldn't think like that. The doctors seemed to be able to smell fear. I need to think happy thoughts, thoughts to keep those mean doctors away from me. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thou- a giggle erupts from my mouth.

If the doctors could smell fear, wouldn't that make them part dog? Well, there is that lady doctor who's face is always scrunched up like she always has a lemon in her mouth, and she always seems to shake constantly. Like a chihuahua! She must be related to a chihuahua!

I shiver again, but this time with disgust. An image popped up in my head that sent me into both squeals laughter and shivers of grossness. If the lady doctor was related to a chihuahua, what if she married a chihuahua? And then they had kids? Ooh, those poor kids would be gross looking, with the head of a human and the tiny body of a chihuahua. They would always be yapping and running around and being completely annoying.

Slam!

I froze, my giggles caught in my throat. No, no, no! They were here, the doctors. I pushed myself further into my corner. Go away! Please!

There was movement of towards the side of the room I was in. Suddenly, the room's lights flashed on. I winced at the brightness, trying to block the light with my knees against my face. I could feel my ears fall flat against my head and my fur start to rise.

"Experiment No. 1273's mutations seems to be running quite smoothly, despite the complications that were earlier." That was Dr. Chihuahua Lady's voice. She was in here too? What complications was she talking about?

"Testing is ready, Dr. Meyer." another voice, a male's, announced.

Dr. Chihuahua Lady clapped her hands together and I could see here smirking slightly. "Now, shall we see how it-" I wince at the word, "-holds up to the experiments. Boy, get it out of it's cage."

I can see a young looking doctor, probably not even out of college, shuffle uncomfortably. He doesn't move towards the cage. I know I shouldn't be asking this, but why wasn't he following her orders?

"Ma'am?" he ask, wringing his hands together.

"Yes?" she snapped. I could tell that she was ready to put my through whatever they were going to put me through.

"Why are we doing this to her?" he demanded, his hands forming into tight fist at his sides. "She's just a little girl!"

Dr. Chihuahua Lady scoffed, blowing him off. "Well, if you're not going to do it, I guess we could find someone else to do this internship and kill you."

The doctor jumped at the threat, but still didn't move. It looked like he was contemplating on his choices. Save the mutated girl in the cage or save yourself. Well, I knew what I would choose. I would save the person in the cage. I might not have had any parents to teach me right from wrong, but I have been watching these doctors for the past 10 years. And I know what I don't what to do .

A sigh interrupted my thoughts and turned my head to the young doctor. His fingers ran through his sand colored hair with frustration. I could faintly hear him mumbling under his breath. It was with that, I knew what he had choose.

He was going to save himself.

I pressed myself again the bars of my cage, a growl rumbling deep in my chest. The young doctor started to walk over to my prison. He bent down, locking eyes with me. My claws unsheathed from the slits in my fingertips and I saw his eyes flicker over my hands. "Stay away from me," I hissed, arching my back up slightly without moving any closer to him.

"I'm sorry."

I blinked, startled slightly. Did he really say that? Mean that?

The young doctor unlatched the cage door, opening it up slowly. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." He kept repeating himself as he reached his hand in.

I hissed, swinging my arm out, claws connecting flesh. The doctor screamed, pulling his hand back as blood began to fall to the floor. "GET AWAY!" I screamed, arm back and ready to attack again.

Suddenly I felt empty space behind me. I was leaning to much into the back and with no support, I began to fall backwards. I braced for impact into the cold hard ground.

Yet it never came.

I yelped as someone grabbed me by the scoffed of my neck. Nails pierced into my skin as I was dragged out of the cage. I was pulled up into the air and spun around to face the pinched face Dr. Chihuahua Lady. I began to struggle in her grip, screaming to be released. "Let me go! Let me go!" I cried out, tears streaming down my eyes.

The woman smirked and began to walk to the door, ignoring my cries and pleas. She began to shake me around, trying to scare me some more, which I will say, she was doing a great job at. While being shaken, my eyes locked onto the young doctor, who was holding his injured hand. His eyes scared me more than the woman did.

His eyes held worry and a question for forgiveness. He was sorry for choosing himself over me.

I doubt I will be able to forgive him...ever.

And with that, my view of the man was cut off as the door to the room closed and the shaking continued, harder this time.

"Miss!"

What was that? Someone calling for me? I can't think with all this shaking. Dr. Chihuahua Lady's grip tightens and I can feel blood begin to trail down my neck. I scream in pain.

"Miss, Miss, wake up!"

I scream and struggle even more, claws out and swinging. "Let go! Let go! LET-

-GO" My hand shoots out, grabbing someone's throat. A strangled squeaked hit my ears, causing me to wake up more. I blinked before gasping. "Oh my God! I am so sorry!" I quickly retracted my hand from the flight attendant's neck, sheathing my claws back into my finger slits. My left hand moves up to my head to make sure that my cat ears were still flatten and hidden to normal humans.

"I am so so sorry!" I repeated, reaching out to steady the shaking woman.

She took a startled step back, almost falling over before I caught her arm. "No, no , no," she said, waving her hands in front of her. "I should have been more careful. You looked like you were having a pretty scary dream."

More like a memory. A one of the worse ones. I look around the plane that I have been on for the past four and a half hours. It was completely empty of other passengers. I stood up quickly, too quickly because I hit my head against the overhead compartment. "Frex!" I grumbled, using my made-up word. Stumbling out of my row, I rubbed my head to relieve the pain.

"Miss, are you okay?" the flight attendant asked, finally regaining her composer.

I nodded my head, reaching to open the overhead compartment to grab my backpack. Inside it help everything that I owned along with a few things given to me by the group of people who save me. "I'm sorry, once again. I really didn't mean to hold you guys up." I apologized, bowing my head.

The flight attendant smiled, waving me on. "It is alright. You just startled me and it really looked like you needed that rest. Go on, I bet the luggage is already coming out."

Rest, yeah. I need it more than you might think. I froze before cussing for real this time. "I totally forgot about K.R.!"

And with that I ran out of the airplane to go claim my pet cat, K.R. But not before pausing for just a millisecond as a chill ran down my spine when my foot hit the building's ground.

I felt something...something different. Like something was being hidden right underneath, everyone's noses. My eyes narrowed slightly, becoming cat-eye split, and a strange scent hit my nose. It smelt like a mixture of good and evil. I closed my eyes; the smell was pretty overwhelming. Note to self: start training nose for strong strange scents like that.

I took a deep breath; my eyes returned to normal hazel colored human eyes. I can't get to caught up in this at the moment. I've got to save my pet from the other people.

I started running once again to the baggage claim, trying to push that uneasy feeling behind me for the moment.