Disclaimer: I, hopelessromantic4life, do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or any of it's characters. All rights go to Nickelodeon.

(some pieces have been changed. I want this story to be a little different from the show. Besides, I can't find the episodes online, so there's that)

Without further ado, I give you; Love, in all of it's forms!

Look, I never wanted to do it, ok? I never wanted to fall in love.

See, when I was growing up, there wasn't a lot of love in my family. My mother had died when I was a very little girl, and while my dad did his best to raise me, he just couldn't replace her.

And then there was my ex-stepmother, Lee Anne.

Lee Anne came into my life when I was seven. She and my dad used to argue a lot, and over practically everything. Money, school, food, me; stuff like that. Lee Anne hated me; she was always saying that I was ungrateful and stupid. To be quite honest, I thought she was the ungrateful and stupid one, but of course I didn't say it out loud. She was never physical with her abuse, but I think I would've preferred it that way. I was belittled every single day for four years, and I couldn't tell anyone about it. Then one night, when I was eleven, Lee Anne and my dad got into their worst argument ever. What is was about,I hadn't been sure. All of the sudden, Lee Anne grabbed my dad's arm and snapped it over her knee. He fell over and passed out from the pain. Horrified, I ran upstairs and quickly called the police. My stepmother was arrested on the charges of battery and assault, and my dad filed for divorce whilst in the hospital. A week later, we moved to New York City. After the whole ordeal was over with, I asked him what they had been arguing about. As it turned out, Lee Anne had demanded that my father give up his rights over me and send me to an orphanage far away. Repulsed by the idea, my dad told her no, and thus their biggest fight in all of their four year marriage quickly ensued.

Well, by that point I was pretty much fed up with the idea of love. Love had always brought me so much pain and suffering; it just didn't seem worth it to try. That day, I decided I would never allow myself to fall in love. This worked out quite well for a few years. Boys would hit on me, sure, but I never gave them so much as a second glance. I focused on my studies and my friends, and I was happy with my life. Never in a million years did I think love would drag me back down.

And then I met Donatello, the guy who turned my world upside-down.

It was supposed to a normal night; just a typical walk around the city with my dad. Then all of the sudden, a big white van pulled up in front of us. These strange men came out and surrounded us. They started to drag my dad to their van and were about to throw me in with him when a fight broke out around me. Everything was a blur; I couldn't see what was happening. I was thrown in the air, and then... Someone caught me.

"Gotcha!" he called, delighted. I felt so safe in his arms, but when I opened my eyes I was met with a horrific site. It was a turtle! His skin was pale green, his eyes were reddish brown (and covered by a purple mask), and he was REALLY tall and lean, kinda like a beanstalk.

"Er, hi..." he said with a small smile, revealing a gap in between his two front teeth.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed, startling him. He quickly dropped me on my behind, eyes widened in shock.

"Oh no no no no. It's ok; I just want to help" he said, holding out his hand to me. I quickly looked behind me at the strange men, who were coming closer to us, then back at the turtle. He gave me a small, lopsided grin that made my stomach do a weird little back-flip. Every part of my mind screamed "Get out of here!", but my hand lifted, almost to it's own accord. I wanted so badly to trust him that I let go of my reason and logic. Our eyes remained glued onto each others face; our fingers just barely touched...

Just as another turtle whacked his head with a pair of nun-chucks. We jumped away from each other, startled.

"Mikey!" My turtle shouted in annoyance. The other turtle- now dubbed Mikey- grinned sheepishly.

"Oops. Sorry, Donnie" Mikey apologized. At that moment, the strange men grabbed me and pulled me away.

"Donnie!" I screamed out for him, desperate "Help!"

"Get away from her!" Donnie yelled, chasing after the men who were dragging me. I was roughly thrown into the van with my dad. The other men clambered in and slammed the doors. As they sped us away, I managed to pull myself up to the window. Four turtles- two of whom I didn't recognize- were watching us; Donnie looked very scared and in pain; one of the guys had smacked his leg to slow him down. I jiggled with the door, desperate to get out, but one of the men snatched me and covered my mouth with a rag. My vision started to blur as the concoction took it's toll.

As I lost consciousness, only one thought entered my mind, and it terrified me.

Donnie.

Well, how was that? Was it good? Did I screw up any of the characters? Please leave a review!

Mikey:*peers in* BYE!

Me: GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! *chases him with a broom*

Mikey: AHHHHHHHHH!*runs*