Disclaimer: I do not own the Ninja Turtles, or any of the other characters

Note to readers:

Okay, I deleted the X-Men story because I thought it was lame. I knew that it wasn't what I wanted to write. I want to tell you the story of four baby turtles transforming into the greatest fighting team to ever live…The ninja turtles!!!!

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Pet Store. 1991

Little Kevin Laird stood in the pet store looking at the different pets. Hedgehogs, tarantulas, Gold fish, frogs, but he was looking for one pet. Baby American map Turtles. He had researched them using all the books he could find in the library, but those were the ones. He was the coolest kid to his class, but he was secretly fascinated with turtles. "Mom, there they are!" he said tapping at the window. He saw four turtles. "Can I have them?"

The store owner had the turtles and put them in a small container. "Now, I need four names. Each of them has special qualities."

The boy looked at the container. He saw one knocking at the window. "Slowbro." He looked over to see two interacting. One was looking at the top of the container before the other pushed him off. "The mean one is Lloyd, and the other is." Then he saw one turtle do a back flip and land on his shell. "Haha, and that's Pikatchu."

The boy and his mother walked out the store and began to cross the street. A rat crawled under the sewer beneath them. BEERRRR!!!!! A speeding truck flipped over as he saw the two people cross the street. The boy and his mother jumped out the street, making the boy drop his turtles and his birth certifiacate into the sewer followed by a green toxic waste. The waste covered the turtles and the rat below, and then the rest slowly drifted down the sewers.

"Wow," said the rat, amazed that a word came from his mouth. "I'm talking." He looked over at the turtles as they began to grow. The grew humanoid and there hands turned into fingers, as one held a letter. They were mutated turtles, crying like the babies they were. The rat turned to a old ragged mirror to see his transformation as well. His humanoid body was covered in his brown fur. "I am a mutant." He turned back to the turtles and put them into old wagon and dragged them into the sewer deeper.

Brooklyn, 2007, The Present day

Keno was an average freshmen high school student. He had a job as a pizza delivery guy and rode his shift all through Brooklyn. He finally stopped at corner. "One forty-two…and an 8th? I never had been to an 8th."

"Buddy," said a voice coming from the sewer vent.. "I'm down here. Here's the twenty. Now give me the pizza!" The voice lifted up a twenty dollar bill with its green, three fingered hands. The freaked out teenager slid the pizza down the vent. "Thanks pal,"

"I need to stop eating weak old mushroom pizza."

"Yeah," said the figure. "You do that."

Sewer

From the shadow, emerged a creature, a green creature. He had large green, three fingered hands, connected by large green forearms and strong upper arms, made for handsprings and swinging and fighting. His legs were long and muscular, made for running and leaping. His head was wide and had a long green beak, and a giant shell covered his back and torso. He was a giant, humanoid, turtle, with an orange bandana wrapped around his head, with slits to reveal his hazel eyes. The giant turtle had nothing covering his body but wristbands, elbow pads, Knee pads, and a brown Obi belt. He had the body of a turtle, yet the agility of a ninja, because he is both.

The green creature ran through the sewers and stopped at a broken area of the sewer, closed off from all the waterways. It was dry and lit by sewer lamps. In it was beat up, old furniture and a small old style television. "Pizza's here." Four more humanoid turtles emerged. They all looked the same, besides small differences.

"Great, everyone sit down." said the blue bandana wearing turtle. "We have to wait for Raph."

"Leo," said a purple masked turtle. "I don't think he would mind."

"Actually, Donny, I do." said a red masked turtle. "And why do we have Pizza again? Can a turtle get a hotdog around here?"

"Dude, Pizza is the way to go said the orange masked turtle. " And I asked you what you wanted, but you were to busy crying like a little baby!"

" Say it to my face Mickey," said Raph. "So you can loose yours!"

"Raphael, Michelangelo!" said a voice coming from the darkness. A giant humanoid rat, dressed in rags walked from them. " I will not have any fights in my home."

Baxter Industries

"You disappoint me Miss O'Neil." Said Baxter Stockman said. Baxter was a African American nerd with a big brain to match.

"I can't believe you," said April O'Neil. "You stole all that money, and killed those people!" She was a young attractive red-haired female from Brooklyn. She spent most of her life trying to become a meteorologist, but she is only 18 and still needs to finish her college course. For now she is just an computer programmer and assistant to Baxter Stockman.

"And your about to join them." He said moving his thumb across her face. "You should have been a good assistant, and stuck out of my business.

"Please, Mr. Stockman" she said with tears in her eyes. "I'll do anything."

"Anything?" he said picking her up off her knees, and grabbing her around her waist. He slowly ran his hand up her back and around to her chest. He moved his face closer. "Anything you say?" he moved his hand onto her buttons on her pants. Then he stopped. " Nah, I've seen better." He pushed her out the window and she tumbled down into a pit.

"I can't believe you!" she screamed as she saw him walk away from the shattered window of his office. . Why, why me!? Then she saw a red beam of light. "Hello?"

More started to show up. The mousers! She started to walk to the back of the pit. She saw the metallic dinosaur robots jump at her and bite her. She kicked and screamed as they bit into her flesh. She felt all hope was lost until she fell through another pit. As she fell, the smell of raw sewage drowned her nose, followed by the ruff concrete floor of the sewer, drenched with stinky sewer water.

Turtle Lair

Splinter watched over his children as they ate their pizza and he recorded his son's actions in his journal. My sons have grown into great ninja warriors and I am quite happy of their success. It is time to give them their weapons.

Splinter looked at Leonardo eat his pizza calmly and watched his other brothers with a smile on his face. Leonardo. He is strong, skilled, and obedient. And the perfect ninja. A great leader. He deserves the right to carry the sword of the ninja. The twin Ninjaken. He looked over to see his second oldest son, Raphael, Eating pizza with an angry look on his face. So strong, so powerful, yet so dark and malevolent. His brute strength alone would take down twenty ninjas. The twin Sai, That way he can use more of his fighting skills, then his training with a weapon.

He looked over at Donatello, tinkering with a pizza cutter. Yes, my genius son He loves to tinker, but he is not as strong as his older brothers. He is a brilliant strategist, and a great inventor, but still not quite that skilled with close combat. The Bo staff will keep him distant from the enemy, and even protect his younger brother. He saw Mikey , eating pizza, slice after slice, until he finally burped into Leo's face. Michelangelo still needs training. I will wait for Leonardo to train him properly. I have grown old. This may be my last journal submission.