Authors Note; I got really bored while watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, so I thought, why not write a fan fic. Just want to clarify a few things. I do not own any of these characters except Tatianna. She came from my imagination and belongs there; although I'm hoping that everyone else will be able to see her after reading this. Let's just hope I do a good enough job of writing this that you people like it.

Entangled

Prologue;

Her heart raced across the skies almost, jumping from roof to roof. The night was burning a scarlet color, fading into sunrise. Her ears flickered back and forth, listening. The city below her feet glittered in her eyes. She leaned forwards off the edge of her roof, her stomach growling. Swallowing, she shifted her weight and watched a truck peddle past. She cocked her head and leaned forwards, her animalistic nature showing itself a bit. The scent flowed to her nostrils and she sat there, leaning over the edge of the building, drinking in the sweet scent of soup.

She licked her lips with her cat-like tongue. And pounced down into the city street.

The concrete was damp from rain, and freshly cleaned. She inhaled a bit more, and silently shoved the door open to the restaurant. Even though the sign clearly read closed.

Her slitted eyes glanced back and forth repeatedly, landing upon a pot full of broth. It gave off a welcoming scent and she grabbed it furiously and lapped every bit of it up. She didn't even think about spilling it, just eat. Just drink. Food, any food. She spun around, gabbing meats and lettuces of the counters and shoving them into her mouth.

Hunger. So much hunger. Then there was a yell, and she jumped, hissing. The yell came from a chubby man wearing darkened glasses. His gaze was not directed at her. "Who's there?" He did not see her.

She cocked her head and hissed again, and the man jumped backwards. She took the time to run out of the store in panic.

No one was ever supposed to find her. Not ever.

"Raph, come one." Leo's voice was stern. He gave Raph another shove.

"I'm tired. It's like two a.m... Give me a break." Raph shoved his brother back and yawned. Leo just shrugged it off. He leapt forwards onto another rooftop and waited for the shorter mutant.

"We have to keep looking. You saw what the news report said." Raph leaped down and stumbled a bit.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Mutant cat. Whatever." Leo spun around and gave his brother an irritated glare.

"No, not whatever. It's been robbing shopkeepers for weeks. And last night it came back." Leo ran forwards a few paces the doubled back when he realized his brother wasn't following him. Raph had folded his arms.

"Then why are we only looking for it now?" Raph raised his eyebrow questioningly. Leo scowled at him again.

"The robberies are getting more and more frequent. We need to stop this. With or without you." Leo jabbed a finger at him critically, then stormed off.

Raphael watched his brother run away and turned in the opposite direction. He was met by a shadow that stood perched on the very edge of the building's roof. It had its head cocked slightly to one side. Raph took a step forwards, and the shadow did as well. It moved forwards into the streetlamps flickering light.

It was a girl. At least, not a human one. She was coated in sleek black fur and had two feline ears perched on top of her head that twitched when Raph swallowed out of a partial mix of fear and surprise. She had a long tail that curled and flickered down around her ankles and acted like a snake. Her eyes were amber and, much like a real cat's, were slitted. She wore a tattered jean jacket and jeans as well as a deep mocha shirt.

The girl dropped down on to all fours and sped around the roof; she was quicker than he was. His eyes followed her, watching. She moved smoothly, like a panther. Her spine rolled and her shoulders responded.

Raphael noticed the questioning looks she was giving him, but he remained completely silent. Then she was on two legs again walking in circles around him opening her mouth and drinking in scents. The mutant girl did not know what he was. Then she spoke in an odd tone.

"What exactly are you?" She was a few feet away and leered in his face. Raphael took a moment to answer.

"Well, obviously, I'm a turtle." He had hoped to get a laugh, but she did not. The girl dropped onto all fours again and darted off the side and circled back. He could not help but notice the fluent moves she made. She might have had no training, but she was agile. She was then on two legs again and faced him.

"I mean what's your name." Her voice carried a defiant nature.

"Raphael." He was trying to avoid her now, moving a step back as she stepped closer. Her eyes glistened playfully, like a real kitten. She grinned, revealing a set of pure white fangs.

"What's the matter, Red? Afraid I'll hurt you?" He wasn't afraid, but he made no sound. She took another step close and squinted.

"I don't know who you are." She darted backwards as if Raphael had struck her. But she remained a good foot away. She cocked her head to one side again.

"I'm…" She cut short by Leonardo who leapt onto the rooftop and pointed his swords at her menacingly. He waited a moment to see if she would fight back. She did not. The girl hissed and dropped back onto all fours. She darted off, pausing only to turn and look back at Raphael. She smiled and muttered just loud enough for him to hear.

"See you later, Red." Then she was gone. Leo put his blades back, and as soon as he did his brother was angrily yelling at him.

"Leo, what was that?! I was talking to her!" Leo looked a bit confused, and then he smiled.

"Her?" Raphael knew what he was trying to say.

"That part's not important. What's important is that you scared her off!" Leo, still grinning jumped down off the roof, his brother following him close behind. Raphael was still yelling by the time they had found the manhole. Leo kept right on smiling.

The lair was a bit colder than it had been, but it was winter and the top was even colder. By the time morning had come around, Raphael had given up trying to guilt Leo into going back out to look for the mutant girl. She was probably long gone.

It was about eight o clock in the morning, and most everyone was eating. But Raphael did not feel hungry. Which was odd, but he paid it no mind. He paced around in circles, waiting for something to happen. Anything. His mind kept drifting back to hours before and what that girl had said to him. See you later, Red. He shook his head, clearing away the thought. She was a criminal. She was a thief.

But she was like him; a mutant.

And a dangerous one at that. Nothing better than a dangerous mutant running around New York.