"Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?" I yelled. I looked around they were nowhere
to be found. "Mommy! Daddy!" I screamed. People walking by looked down at
me in scorn, like they were blaming me for getting lost. But the city was
so big, and I was so little. Scared and crying I ran into a nearby ally,
there was no one walking there, maybe I would see my parents from there.
Big mistake, the second I turned my back to watch the sidewalk; two arms
grabbed me and pulled me into the shadows.
"Stop strugglin' kid." A gruff voice demanded. I panicked and struggled harder, managing to bite a chunk of the guy's arm off. "Arrrhhh!" He howled in pain and I took my chance and ran as fast as my little legs would carry me. The man was chasing me now, I ran faster and deeper through all the small allies, until.BAM! I had run into someone. I looked up to see a huge rat smiling down at me. His smile was warm and friendly, he reminded me of my grandpa who died of cancer not to long ago. I smiled back, then I remembered the man that was after me.
"Please help me." I whimpered.
"Don't worry child he will not hurt you." The rat hugged me tenderly then stepped in front of me as the 'bad man' rounded the corner.
"Listen Freak, all I want is the kid." He muttered.
"Don't let him get me." I whispered, terrified.
"You're not going to lay a finger on her." My furry hero declared.
"All right Freak, you asked for it." The man ran at the rat. Then without warning, the rat took the man down. The man collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
"Are you all right child?" My hero asked. I nodded mutely, too astonished to reply. "Come with me." He held his hand out to me and with all the trust of a four year old, which I was, I accepted his hand, and followed him into the sewer.
I awoke the next morning barely remembering the trip into the sewer. The last thing I remembered was my rat friend tucking me in for the night on a couch. Now I could smell food cooking and I saw.four little turtles looking at me. Well they weren't really little, they were about my size; they were looking at me curiously. I looked right back just as curious.
"Boys, give her some room, she had a rough night." I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up to see my furry hero and smiled. "Good morning." He smiled back. "I would like you to meet my sons. This is Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michaelangelo."
I looked at each turtle. The one called Donatello was staring at me, trying to figure out what I was doing in their home. Raphael just glared hatefully at me. Leonardo smiled warmly and Michaelangelo had the goofiest grin on his face I couldn't help but giggle. They looked at me expectantly I opened my mouth to introduce myself. "My name is Kaelin Rosethorn."
"What kinda name is Kaelin?" Raphael snickered.
"It's my name." I pouted.
"That's enough Raphael." Splinter scolded. "Now, it is time for breakfast, will you join us Kaelin?"
"Yes sir." I answered, my tummy growled in agreement. Michaelangelo and I laughed at the funny noise it made.
Some time later after breakfast Splinter and the turtles went into another room, each carrying a weapon. Being curious I followed them, I was surprised when I walked in. They were fighting! And they were pretty good. But Splinter had a certain grace that told of years of experience and dedication. I was slowly ranking Splinter as my most important childhood hero. Soon he would surpass Pooh Bear in all ways. When he saw me watching them train from the doorway, he motioned me to come forward. I did and he pointed out how each turtle was moving, how they attacked and blocked. I was fascinated and soon very envious. Splinter must have noticed, because the next thing I knew he was offering to teach me the ways of the Foot Clan, and the fighting style of Ninjitsu. I smiled my brightest smile and hugged him.
"Will you please Master Splinter?" I asked.
He chuckled. "Yes, on one condition. You will never use your talents for evil, but always for good."
"I promise."
"She's going to train with us?" Raphael asked, disgustedly.
I looked at him puzzled. "What's wrong with that?"
"Nothin'." He muttered.
"Yeah!" Michaelangelo took my hands in his and danced me around the training room. Donatello and Leonardo soon joined in, and finally Raphael gave in and we all landed in a giggling pile. Master Splinter shook his head in mock pity. "If you want to be Ninjas you'll have to work harder than that." The turtles immediately stood up and bowed murmuring, "Yes Sensei." I rose to my feet and followed their example. And my official training began.
I had been training with Master Splinter and the turtles for a few weeks when Splinter called us into the living room to watch a special news report.
"Police have been searching the city these past few weeks for a little girl who was separated from her parents while on vacation. So far they have had no luck whatsoever, little Kaelin Rosethorn is nowhere to be found. But her parents Jacob and Samantha Rosethorn refuse to give up hope."
The TV focused on Kaelin's mother. "I just know we'll find her, we have to. Kaelin honey, don't worry we'll find you." Her father held her mother close in a comforting embrace.
"Baby if you see this you know, how much we love you and miss you. Kaelin we will find you, I promise you that, no matter what it takes." Jacob held back a sob as the TV went back to the news station.
"The Rosethorns are desperate, they urge anyone who may have information to Kaelin's whereabouts to contact them or the Police as soon as possible." The report was over, and I was crying. I ran to Splinter and sobbed.
"I have to leave. Mommy and Daddy miss me so much. And, and, hicc, I miss them too."
"It's all right Kaelin, I knew you wouldn't be able to stay with us forever. But you do know that you are family to us now." Splinter smiled warmly at me.
"I know. You're so nice Master Splinter. You remind me of my Grandpa, before the cancer killed him." I hiccupped again. "And you guys are my best friends." I turned and tackled the first turtle I saw with a fierce hug. Michaelangelo hugged me back, his eyes filled with tears. The others were better at hiding their emotions. Raphael just looked mad while Donatello and Leonardo's eyes got all watery. After Michaelangelo finally let me go I hugged the others whispering how sorry I was that I couldn't stay.
About an hour later I had a few things packed to go. I had a little music box that Donatello had made for me, a small and simple dagger from Leonardo; a pink bandanna from Raphael; and a skateboard from Michaelangelo. I hugged each turtle goodbye and Splinter led me up to the surface, Michaelangelo decided to tag along.
Splinter and Michaelangelo brought me to the Police station and began their good-byes.
"I'll miss you Master Splinter." I sniffled.
"And I you, young one." He paused. "Here, I have a gift for you." He pulled a book out of his coat. "This book will allow you to further study the ways of the Foot and Ninjitsu."
I accepted the book gingerly. "Thank you Master." He nodded and stepped back into the shadows. "I'll miss you Michaelangelo." I said tearfully.
Michaelangelo nodded mutely. Then he pulled me into his arms and gave me a brief kiss on the cheek, and he was gone. I sniffed again and put my fingertips to my cheek. My comprehension for a four year old was astounding. Somehow I knew what Michaelangelo's kiss meant.'I love you, and I'll see you again.' I tucked my presents away in my backpack and went inside the Police Station.
I hope you enjoyed my prologue. I'll get to work on the story as soon as I can!
"Stop strugglin' kid." A gruff voice demanded. I panicked and struggled harder, managing to bite a chunk of the guy's arm off. "Arrrhhh!" He howled in pain and I took my chance and ran as fast as my little legs would carry me. The man was chasing me now, I ran faster and deeper through all the small allies, until.BAM! I had run into someone. I looked up to see a huge rat smiling down at me. His smile was warm and friendly, he reminded me of my grandpa who died of cancer not to long ago. I smiled back, then I remembered the man that was after me.
"Please help me." I whimpered.
"Don't worry child he will not hurt you." The rat hugged me tenderly then stepped in front of me as the 'bad man' rounded the corner.
"Listen Freak, all I want is the kid." He muttered.
"Don't let him get me." I whispered, terrified.
"You're not going to lay a finger on her." My furry hero declared.
"All right Freak, you asked for it." The man ran at the rat. Then without warning, the rat took the man down. The man collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
"Are you all right child?" My hero asked. I nodded mutely, too astonished to reply. "Come with me." He held his hand out to me and with all the trust of a four year old, which I was, I accepted his hand, and followed him into the sewer.
I awoke the next morning barely remembering the trip into the sewer. The last thing I remembered was my rat friend tucking me in for the night on a couch. Now I could smell food cooking and I saw.four little turtles looking at me. Well they weren't really little, they were about my size; they were looking at me curiously. I looked right back just as curious.
"Boys, give her some room, she had a rough night." I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up to see my furry hero and smiled. "Good morning." He smiled back. "I would like you to meet my sons. This is Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michaelangelo."
I looked at each turtle. The one called Donatello was staring at me, trying to figure out what I was doing in their home. Raphael just glared hatefully at me. Leonardo smiled warmly and Michaelangelo had the goofiest grin on his face I couldn't help but giggle. They looked at me expectantly I opened my mouth to introduce myself. "My name is Kaelin Rosethorn."
"What kinda name is Kaelin?" Raphael snickered.
"It's my name." I pouted.
"That's enough Raphael." Splinter scolded. "Now, it is time for breakfast, will you join us Kaelin?"
"Yes sir." I answered, my tummy growled in agreement. Michaelangelo and I laughed at the funny noise it made.
Some time later after breakfast Splinter and the turtles went into another room, each carrying a weapon. Being curious I followed them, I was surprised when I walked in. They were fighting! And they were pretty good. But Splinter had a certain grace that told of years of experience and dedication. I was slowly ranking Splinter as my most important childhood hero. Soon he would surpass Pooh Bear in all ways. When he saw me watching them train from the doorway, he motioned me to come forward. I did and he pointed out how each turtle was moving, how they attacked and blocked. I was fascinated and soon very envious. Splinter must have noticed, because the next thing I knew he was offering to teach me the ways of the Foot Clan, and the fighting style of Ninjitsu. I smiled my brightest smile and hugged him.
"Will you please Master Splinter?" I asked.
He chuckled. "Yes, on one condition. You will never use your talents for evil, but always for good."
"I promise."
"She's going to train with us?" Raphael asked, disgustedly.
I looked at him puzzled. "What's wrong with that?"
"Nothin'." He muttered.
"Yeah!" Michaelangelo took my hands in his and danced me around the training room. Donatello and Leonardo soon joined in, and finally Raphael gave in and we all landed in a giggling pile. Master Splinter shook his head in mock pity. "If you want to be Ninjas you'll have to work harder than that." The turtles immediately stood up and bowed murmuring, "Yes Sensei." I rose to my feet and followed their example. And my official training began.
I had been training with Master Splinter and the turtles for a few weeks when Splinter called us into the living room to watch a special news report.
"Police have been searching the city these past few weeks for a little girl who was separated from her parents while on vacation. So far they have had no luck whatsoever, little Kaelin Rosethorn is nowhere to be found. But her parents Jacob and Samantha Rosethorn refuse to give up hope."
The TV focused on Kaelin's mother. "I just know we'll find her, we have to. Kaelin honey, don't worry we'll find you." Her father held her mother close in a comforting embrace.
"Baby if you see this you know, how much we love you and miss you. Kaelin we will find you, I promise you that, no matter what it takes." Jacob held back a sob as the TV went back to the news station.
"The Rosethorns are desperate, they urge anyone who may have information to Kaelin's whereabouts to contact them or the Police as soon as possible." The report was over, and I was crying. I ran to Splinter and sobbed.
"I have to leave. Mommy and Daddy miss me so much. And, and, hicc, I miss them too."
"It's all right Kaelin, I knew you wouldn't be able to stay with us forever. But you do know that you are family to us now." Splinter smiled warmly at me.
"I know. You're so nice Master Splinter. You remind me of my Grandpa, before the cancer killed him." I hiccupped again. "And you guys are my best friends." I turned and tackled the first turtle I saw with a fierce hug. Michaelangelo hugged me back, his eyes filled with tears. The others were better at hiding their emotions. Raphael just looked mad while Donatello and Leonardo's eyes got all watery. After Michaelangelo finally let me go I hugged the others whispering how sorry I was that I couldn't stay.
About an hour later I had a few things packed to go. I had a little music box that Donatello had made for me, a small and simple dagger from Leonardo; a pink bandanna from Raphael; and a skateboard from Michaelangelo. I hugged each turtle goodbye and Splinter led me up to the surface, Michaelangelo decided to tag along.
Splinter and Michaelangelo brought me to the Police station and began their good-byes.
"I'll miss you Master Splinter." I sniffled.
"And I you, young one." He paused. "Here, I have a gift for you." He pulled a book out of his coat. "This book will allow you to further study the ways of the Foot and Ninjitsu."
I accepted the book gingerly. "Thank you Master." He nodded and stepped back into the shadows. "I'll miss you Michaelangelo." I said tearfully.
Michaelangelo nodded mutely. Then he pulled me into his arms and gave me a brief kiss on the cheek, and he was gone. I sniffed again and put my fingertips to my cheek. My comprehension for a four year old was astounding. Somehow I knew what Michaelangelo's kiss meant.'I love you, and I'll see you again.' I tucked my presents away in my backpack and went inside the Police Station.
I hope you enjoyed my prologue. I'll get to work on the story as soon as I can!