Me: Made new Ocs. Again! Four of them. You'll learn the other three in the sequel, prequel, and qequel (the fourth one) Ok, this is the first one. The others will come late. And in different series of TMNT. This one is based of the 2012 version because the turtles are 15. The second will be on the 2007 CGI movie cause they are somewhere in their twenties or whatnot. The other two... thinking about it. I might make it like the movie still. I do not know.

Tara: Enjoy~

Where are the people that accused me?
The ones who beat me down and bruise me
They hide just out of sight
Can't face me in the light
They'll return but I'll be stronger

God, I don't want to dream again
Take me where I've never been

I wanna go there
This time I'm not scared

Now I'm unbreakable,
It's unmistakable

No one can touch me
Nothing can stop me

The music blares from the ear buds through Ink's ears. Her hoodie hood up like usual, her black jeans brushing against each other, hands in hoodie pockets. Yep, like the usual.

Her gray eyes stare at the ground of the hallway. Teens walking down, talking, or just hanging out with their friends.

Ink Graymoss didn't have any friends. The only friend she has is her nine-year old sister and mother. Her father on the other hand…

The bell rings and everyone started towards their classes. Ink followed.

Her first class was English literature, she liked that class. She was allowed to listen to her iPod and she got to read.

She plopped in her chair and rested her head on her desk. Her chests hurted from last night, just to help her sister, her mother tried everything to make it stop.

But it felt like it happened for hours. Maybe days…

"Alright class," the teacher says, "Today we are doing a book report on collaboration. You will be assigned a partner for a month, and no complaining. I shall call out the names. Here they are:

Casey Jones and Cadence Chase

Alex Rider and Mary Thomas

Johnny Trekker and Agnes Holstrum…"

Ink just blocked out the talking and went to doodling in her notebook. She drew her favorite hero: Wolverine.

She didn't know why, but she always liked Marvel and all those superhero comics. They were all different.

Just like her.

Ink had a terrible "disease" that was incurable. She tried everything to fix it, but nothing did anything.

"… Danni Graymoss and April O'Neil."

Ink stopped drawing and turned her head to her neighbor. The snot nosed red-head, April O'Neil.

April smiled at Ink, "Well, I guess we're partners. Eh, Danni?"

Ink glared at her, "Don't call me 'Danni.'" She growled. April scooted back a little in fear. The reason nobody liked Ink was a few things; her attitude, her pushing herself from the world, and she always wore black long sleeved clothing. People made a rumor that she was a killer acting like a teen.

But that wasn't true, she just didn't like to be called 'Danni' and she sucks at society. But she tries her hardest.

April gets out of her seat and goes to the double tables. Ink followed. The both sat down and took out two books to pick from, "What book are you reading Da… Ink?" April asks. Ink rummages through her pack and pulls out a book with a shinning paper gold cover, "'Artemis Fowl,' by Eoin Coffer." She said plainly.

"What's it about?"

"About a Commander, a Captain, and a criminal mastermind that's only 12-years old."

"Oh. I'm reading 'Nightmare Hall,' by Diana Hoh."

Ink arched an eyebrow, "Which one?"

"The first one, 'Silent Scream'."

"You don't seem like the kind of girl to read that kinda stuff."

April giggles, "Well you don't see you reading that kinda book." She points to the gold book. Ink rolls her eyes, "Why do people keep thinking the opposite of me." She mumbles, trying to make it unauditable. But failed. April heard it and frowned.

The bell rings and everyone leaves the classroom. Ink was only a few feet away from the room until April stopped her, "Ink, wait up!" Ink turns around.

April smiles, "Would you want to come to my house to continue the project?"

Ink thought that would be a good idea, but… "Sorry, April," she starts, "my dad won't allow me to do that."

April's smile vanishes, "Well, how about your h-"

"NO!"

April jumps back and her eyes widen. Ink calms herself down, "No… he won't allow that either."

Ink was feeling horrible for yelling at April, she didn't mean any harm. Ink was worried that they will never become friends. Her hood shadows her eyes out when she approaches her home. 'Please be working late.'

Nope.

"Where were you young lady!" a deep male voice yells. Ink flinches and spots her little sister hiding behind the couch. Her mother must still be at work.

"I was just talking to a… friend." She said. Her father glares at her and grabs her hood, pulling her a few feet in the air, "Don't lie," he sneered, "you were trying to sneak out." His alcohol breath hits Ink's face like needles, "Tell the truth!"

"I-I am!" she choked out. He uses his other hand to strangle her and shove her to the ground. Ink tries gasping for air as her lungs start to fail, "Tell the TRUTH!" he yelled in sheer anger.

"Please stop!" he turns his head and glares at the young girl, "Ink didn't mean to! Please stop!"

He throws Ink at the wall and stomps over to the little blond. He snatches a clump of her hair into his grasp and pulled her up to his face, "Stay out of this maggot!" he growled. She nodded helplessly.

He throws her to the ground and stomps to his room. Ink gets up to the couch and sits down, clutching her arm. "Saturn…" she whispers, "Did he hurt you?"

The blond, named Saturn, scrambles up onto the couch and cuddles next to Ink, "I was so worried. Are you alright?" she said timidly. Ink pulls her hood back up and smirks at the nine-year-old, "Don't worry, I'm fine." She pats her little sister's head.

Ink pears out the window next to the couch and gets up quickly, "I-I got to go S-Saturn."

Saturn tilts her head to the side, "Why?"

"D-don't ask questions; just stay hidden in your room. Alright?"

Saturn was about to protest but Ink ran out the door.

Ink was running past buildings and houses towards New York City. When she was near the streets, she clutched her head and fell to her knees.

Her gray eyes turn amber and narrowed.

Raphael was hopping rooftop to rooftop in anger. His green eyes glow with madness and his muscles tense of stress.

"Those lazy bums," he growls to himself, "will they ever get off their lazy butts!"

Raph continues to mumble and jump until a howl rings around the streets. He stops and looks over the ledge, "Whoa, somebody's cranky." A giant black furred creature glared at the turtle on the ledge.

Raph cracked his knuckles, "Oh great, finally some fun." He jumps down as he draws his sais.

Me: Sorry it's short and a cliffhanger. I promise the next chapter will be up. The song is Unbreakable by Fireflight.

Ink: *ugh* Join the iNSaNiTY Group, just Pm Kyla blah blah blah.

Tara: Don't flame or complain, Read & Review.