Hi there this is my first ninja turtles fic, so I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT
Perchance to Dream
Summary: Just another night chasing foot ninja ended up being a night the turtles would
never forget. A simple accident gives them an opportunity they never
would've dreamed of, a chance to be human. It gives them a new perspective
on life and brings up a lot questions. New experiences brought on by a new
arrival in a town puts Leonardo in a position he could never have foreseen as
he faces a decision he never thought he'd have to make.
Chapter 1
It was just another rainy night in the city. April O'Neil, a tall slim brunette, sighed as she looked across at the window where the rain continued to beat down endlessly from where she was seated on her couch in her apartment above her antique store surrounded by newspaper clippings and articles she printed off the net, all fairly recent concerning the discovery of an ancient treasure that was surrounded in mystery.
It was discovered purely by accident but didn't appear to belong to any of the known civilizations of old and were covered in inscriptions that had never been seen before. It had caused a wave of excitement amongst historians, collectors and people like herself but what frustrated her the most was inspite of the numerous pieces she had found related to it they told her absolutely nothing. The only thing amongst the mass of gibberish that she found interesting was the piece that mentioned that some of the pieces found would be brought to New York so that historians at the university could study them before they were shipped off somewhere courtesy of some anonymous big shot billionaire.
She got off the couch and walked towards the window. The lack of information had begun to curb her initial excitement but she wasn't about to give up just yet.
She leant against the frame, the rain was really starting to get to her and it showed no sign of letting up. She was glad that Casey had decided to stay in that night, she glanced back at her boyfriend who had fallen asleep, papers scattered over his lap and on the floor. She smiled but her expression turned grim as she turned back to the window, she closed her eyes and prayed that her friends were alright.
It was just another rainy night in the city. Professor Carlton, a short, old, balding man dressed in an ugly grey suit, stood staring out at the window from his office at the university. He stood there staring at the rain beating against the window, his hands behind his back and all the lights save for the one on his desk were turned out.
Everything in his office was neatly put away in its place except for a dark brown box with yellow cyclical patterns all over it, which looked like a small treasure chest which sat on his desk. The dim light of the desk lamp cast an eerie aura around it.
A shiver ran through him even though the windows were closed. A moment later there was a movement in the shadows and three dark slim figures stepped out. The professor took no notice of them but continued to stare out the window. The one in the middle stepped forward and approached the desk and opened the box. The room was immediately filled with ghostly blue light. The figure closed the box and nodded to his companions and retreated into the shadows along with the box.
A few minutes later the professor sighed as he turned away from the window, he up his brief case and put the brown leather pouch that was left in place of the box inside adjusted his papers and closed the case. He put on his coat and hat then turning off the light he left.
It was just another rainy night in the city the rain poured down hard, thunder roared and lightning streaked across the sky. It was late but there were still plenty of people in the streets, cars honking and the light from coffee shops, night clubs and the few offices shone brightly in the night.
In a quieter and darker part of town crouched on a rooftop of an old apartment building hidden in the shadows was a tall muscular figure scanning the city with narrowed eyes unhindered by the rain. He appeared to be wearing some kind of mask and because of the rain the silhouette of a shell like thing on his back could be seen. Standing behind him was another similar figure with arms crossed occasionally making impatient noises. Behind them were two more, leaning against a water tank the other attempting to take shelter from the rain under it?
Leonardo turned quickly to silence Michelangelo who was continuously whining about the rain. He smiled slightly as turned to look out at the city once more, behind him he could hear Donatello trying to comfort Michelangelo with the help of meteorological statistics and Raphael make some rude remark.
Honestly they drove him crazy sometimes but he knew no matter how much they got on his nerves and force him to loose his temper he wouldn't trade them in for anything. They were his partners, his teammates, his friends, his brothers.
A sudden movement in the shadows caught his attention, drawing his katanas from behind his shell, he pointed in the distance.
"Over there"
Immediately Raphael drew his sais from his belt, Donatello whipped out his bo and Michelangelo pulled out his nunchucks.
"Let's go"
And the teenage mutant ninja turtles leaped out into the night.
Please let me know what you think, especially if you didn't like it.