Chapter 1

Elizabeth (POV)

A Party. I used to enjoy the socialisation and the alcohol, but I'm not eighteen anymore. I never thought growing up would make me so bitter to those who still wanted to stay young. I grew out of friends and became distant. I isolated myself from almost everyone except Emmet. The only person who has been there for me. The only person I wanted there for me. No matter how I distanced myself I always received invitations from former friends. A new one arrived in the mail. It was a bright blue card with a big twenty-one on the front.

"A Birthday Party" I frowned throwing it aside. More money to throw down the drain. I stopped myself. Was I always this bitter? I turned and picked the card back up reading it thoroughly this time. "You are invited to Shannon's twenty-first on the second on February at 9pm" Shannon.. I hadn't seen her in almost a year. College separated most of my friends and I, and I wasn't the kind of person to keep in touch if you didn't bother to. I had other interests, and running after forgotten friends wasn't one of them. But why did this bother me now? It had been almost two years since I had been with all my old friends I didn't think I had cared but obviously I had. I smiled, thinking it would be good to see them again.. good, but awkward. I wanted to go, and I wanted Emmet to go too. I brought the card up to my room thinking up ways of asking him and hoping he would come along, he should, he was my boyfriend after all.

"No" he sighed. "You know I don't want to"

"But why? It will be fun, we rarely go out anymore and we barely ever go out and drink" I tried to keep eye contact. Maybe I could make him submit. I knew I got my way a lot with him. He just loved me too much.

"Because.. It will be uncomfortable, and a waste of money. We don't even know these people anymore" He was right, and I knew it. I just wanted to go and I wasn't giving up.

"Please" I begged "If we end up sitting on our own looking like losers I promise we can leave and get food delivered at home. We can eat it in bed" I winked. For some reason he liked them. I always thought I looked like a dirty miner with a crooked smile. But it worked. He agreed and I was happy, as usual.

January came and went. It was the coldest winter in a long time and the wind could've gone through to your bones. February only brought more rain and wind. I decided I would wear jeans and a knitted jumper to the party with small black heels. It seemed sensible. I had recently gotten my hair cut for Christmas and was now sporting a full fringe. I hadn't changed my hair since I was thirteen. I felt it was time. I was excited to see the people I had decided to cut out of my life. I sounded harsh, but it was true. Emmet wasn't particularly happy about being dragged along but he stayed quiet and well-mannered for my sake. As we arrived at the venue I became aware that I might not be wanted by many people here, and a sense of dread overwhelmed me. "I should've listened to you" I whispered in Emmet's ear. He gave me an 'I told you so' look and walked ahead of me. I quickly walked after him. He was pissed. I could tell, but I forgot about it when I was hugged from behind. I had no idea who it was and as lips pressed against my cheek I could feel sweat form in my palms. "Hi Bids" She screeched in my ear. "Long time no see" I could tell from her breathe she had already been drinking but I smiled and turned. "Naomi!" I spread my arms for a hug. Was I doing this now? I always wanted to maim those vapid, annoying women who played games with their so called friends. I realised, I definitely was doing this now. "I hate myself" I thought. As we chatted walking into the venue I could see Emmets face. He was still annoyed. I was going to have to do some apologising tonight. He walked behind us silently and was ignored by Naomi.

As the night progressed I felt even worse about dragging Emmet along. Everyone was intoxicated and he had only spoken to three people. One of them was me. "I'm sorry" I yelled over the music. "Sorry, for what?" I hated when he played these games, making me spell out everything I had done wrong. "I'm sorry for dragging you to this stupid place, with these idiotic people who mean nothing to me. We could've stayed at home and ordered food and watched PewDiePie on Youtube." I snuggled into him. After a few seconds he put his arms around me.

"Do you want to go?"

"Yes" I looked up at him and he smiled at me. We had started to get and move when the DJ started singing 'Happy Birthday'. Emmet and I looked at each other and mutually acknowledge that we were not so bitter to leave in the middle of the birthday song. As Shannon was blowing out her candles there was an enormous sound overhead. It sounded like a plane, but very close. Everyone stopped moving and looked up. The sound increased and soon we all had our hands over our ears. People were scared and many girls began screaming. The venue door was knocked on. Thump! Thump! Thump! Until finally it flew open. Dust and smoke descended and I could feel the cold air around me. There was a mass of screams. Crashes and Bangs. Then Silence. Emmet had pulled me behind a pillar and I could only partially see the entrance, but I was stunned at what I saw. The figure was at least 8 feet in length and his skin was an orange glow. The horn on his head was sharp and menacing. He roared. Screams erupted around the bar. More ivory could be seen following their leader and a blipping sound could be heard from a monitor in their hands.

"Triceratons" I whispered. Emmet's face was in shock. I was in shock. It wasn't real. It couldn't be real. These were fictional characters. There was no way they could be here. I stayed behind the pillar and held Emmet's hand. The Triceratons moved around the room and pointed their device at everyone they passed. Sometimes the sound was more frequent and high pitched but I had no idea why. They dragged people away screaming and pointing laser guns and where on their way over to our hiding spot behind the pillar. I was presented and their toy screamed.

"Commander Mozar" one of them hissed "This reading is off the charts" The Triceraton with the cyborg hand approached. I knew who he was, but I remained quiet. "What do you know of the Fugitoid?" he screamed at me. His breath enveloped me and I could feel strands of hair being pulled by the booming voice.

"The Fugitoid is not on earth" I spoke up. Looking him straight in the eyes. I could feel the eyes of the people around me. I wondered if they knew what these aliens wanted. I hoped they didn't for their sake. Mozar pounded his fist into a beam. Dust and debris scattered. "You lie Human! We followed the signal he left by transporting beam. Professor Honeycut and the four terrapin creatures escaped to this planet." He was looking at me; his eyes were wide and desperate. I smirked. "Your Prime Leader will be displeased. You have come all this way for nothing." I was becoming courageous. I watched him carefully and clearly stated. "The Fugitoid is not on Earth"

Mozar roared at the top of his lungs. I could feel Emmet shift his weight beside me. "What are you doing?" he whispered. "Saving us" I said. Mozar stormed around the room crashing tables, shattering glass. He removed his laser gun from his belt and focused in on me. "Who are you? Human!" I was scared now. Forgetting that I might become a corpse and not a hero. I gulped for the first time. "I am no one."

"Then how is it you have knowledge about the Fugitoid?!"

"I just do. It is common knowledge here. The Fugitoid was on Earth but now he isn't!"

Mozar aimed at my forehead. Emmet stepped out from behind the pillar. "No!" he tried to pull me away but I stayed in place. I began remembering the episode of the turtles where Donatello was captured by the Triceratons and convinced the Prime Leader he wasn't on Earth. What was the word he used? Posi.. Positropic? Positronic? Yes!

"Commander Mozar! If you do not believe me then scan for the Fugitoids Positronic Energy signature." I could hear laughter from all of the beasts.

"Positronic Energy? You are a fool Human. Positronic Energy is as common as space dust. Do not try to trick the great Triceraton Republic."

"Earth's technology isn't advanced enough." I tried to appeal to him. "Your Prime Leader will be angry if he knew that all you needed to do was scan the earth, do you want to take that chance Mozar? I promise you Professor Honeycut is not here" I had convinced him it wasn't safe to take that bet.

"Very Well" he grinned. "But as compensation you will join us abroad our ship. The Prime Leader will want to speak to you." I stiffened and Emmets grip tightened on me. "And I think we will take a few of your friends just to make sure you don't try anything stupid." He pointed at Emmet and turned. "Take them Triceratons. The Prime Leader awaits!" I was pushed forward and I could hear the cries of others being gathered too. Emmet walked beside me. "What's going on?" he whispered.

"I don't know, but I don't think they know they travelled through another dimension. This is too crazy. They won't leave unless they know for sure the Fugitoid isn't here." I cringed and hoped others hadn't stumbled into our dimension.

Emmet held my hand as we walked out into the cold. Hurried by Triceratons we were soon walking up the ramp way to the ship.