Chapter 1 Michelangelo
It's been weeks, maybe months since we fought the foot and Shredder when I lost my family. I'm not saying there dead so don't even think that! No I know they are alive I just know it but our home in now trashed. We were separated during the fight and I haven't been able to find them since. I've been wondering around New York for a while now and when it rains I usually take refuge in the sewers. Home sweet home right? And I thought being a mutant family living underground was hard boy was I ever wrong. Being a lone turtle scraping for food and living in a trash can is even harder. I have never felt so lonely before in my life. Sometimes I wonder what I'm even doing here. I wonder around the city for hours and hours but no matter how hard I try I just can't find them.
It's raining so hard I can't even find a man hole cover. I'm so wet and cold right now it's not even funny. I'm shivering from head to toe and I can't seem to find shelter anywhere. Tired and hungry I find a spot next to some garbage can and I did something I had been doing since the fight. I cried. I don't know how long I was there crying and I didn't care that is until I felt someone there watching me. I looked up and was startled to find a girl standing right in front of me. She was warring a gray hoodie that made her brown short hair cover her right eye and a strange curved line with a dot at each end under her left brown eye. She was also warring a blue skirt that reached her knees and gray boots. A smile escaped her lips as she looked at me. "Hey big guy what brings you all the way out here?" Well that was different; usually humans would run away screaming at the sight of us. Heck even April ran off screaming when she first saw us but this girl who is probably around my age is smiling at me. "Uh I'm uh not supposed to talk to stranger."
"Well why don't you tell me your name and I tell you mine then we won't be strangers anymore." I blinked at her finding that funny because it made sense to me. "All right I guess um my name is Michelangelo Hamato although I prefer to be called Mikey." I shook her hand "Well I guess for now you can call me Nekko." The word was familiar to me seeing as to that I was fluent in Japanese. "Why would you call yourself cat?" a look of mischief crossed her face one that I knew personally well. She pulled down her hoodie revealing cat like ears, gray with black stripes perched on top of her head. To say I was shocked was an understatement I was ecstatic. She was in a way just like me though a little different. She wasn't fully human but not fully mutant. "Wow." She smiled again and helped me to my feet. "So Michelangelo you got any where to be?"
"No actually why?"
"How would you like to join my circus?" A circus! I always wanted to join a circus! But I can't leave as cool as this would be I can't just stop looking for my family. Before I could open my mouth she spoke. "You don't have to if you don't want to. All I'm saying is you would travel around with me and perform. You can come and go as you please and I'll even pay you." Admittedly this sounded like an amazing offer. If I can travel around maybe I could find my family and have food with a roof over my head. Looking at the girl I gave a smile. "So when can I start?" walking towards the front of the ally way she smirked, beckoning me to follow. "Welcome to the Freak Show kid."