Ok I know I just did one story earlier today, but I've just been bursting with inspiration with these two. So here's another one, only this one might be a few chapters... not a whole novel, just a few chapters. Depends how much the story stretches on it's own.
Trust me I can just forget everything and let my fingers do whatever they want... that could be a problem sometimes.
Well ...
Take alook, don't be a crook, see if you catch my story book hook!
Cool rhyme ain't it ;-P
The lasers blast just barely missed her head as she ran, jumping from roof top to roof top.
Where were the guys when I need them? She looked back quickly, the Kraang were still following her.
They wanted the glowing goo that she had under her arm.
Just another Day, search for canisters of mutagen, take, and hide. That was it...
If you forget all the swarms of Kraangs that will come after you if you do that. She thought bitterly.
April O' Neil was a young sixteen year old girl that had became captured in a battle bigger then anything else. It was an accident but It had started with these creepy alien blobs called Kraangs trying to capture her Father. They succeeded and almost took her too. But then she had been rescued by four unlikely strange things.
Four giant, mutant ninja turtles.
They had quickly rescued her and became her best friends. Not that she'd had any before. Then she met their huge rat father figure. master Splinter. He was gracious enough to let her, a human, live in their sewer home until it was safe to go home.
But then one thing after another happened, they still hadn't found her father, the aliens were still after her and now her friends. They were getting weaker but still they kept fighting. The Kraangs had accidentally released canisters of their vial mutagen all over New York and now April and her friends had to retrieve them before those grotesque aliens did.
Which as you can read, isn't easy.
OH god! She gasped and slid to a halt.
Dead end. nowhere to go... her eyes scanned everywhere.
One thing she'd learned from the turtles was that you always had to pay attention to your surrounding and see what could be used if stuck.
Aha! Yes, just perfect. She ran to the AC unit and jumped behind it. If they didn't find her she was home free, if they did-
Oh crud, How am I gonna hid this giant glowing jar... they'll spot me for sure if I don't- She stopped a moment and looked down at herself. Not exactly comfortable but no choice.
She took the canister and stuffed it as much as possible underneath her yellow shirt. It dimmed the glow some, all she had to do was crouch over and... ok, that should hide it.
She held her pants in and waited. She could here the whirring sound of the robot body's legs the Kraang used as disguises, lame disguises though.
She froze as the slowed down and looked around.
"Kraang does not see where the thief know as April O'Neil, should be hiding with the kraangs mutagen."
"Let Kraang see if Kraang can find the human known as April O'Neil down in the area known as the street."
The walked away. She let out her breath of relief.
Safe... ok now how do I get to the lair without getting caught? She slowly went back to the other building and climbed down the fire escape.
She looked around the corner of a brick wall, all clear.
She ran to the other wall, her eyes caught what she was looking for.
Bingo, manhole cover at twelve o'clock.
She ran towards it, the canister still under her shirt as she hugged it to her skin.
Almost... there... no! She panicked as she was suddenly grabbed from behind by a sticky tentacle.
She struggled, not letting go of the canister, "Let me go you galactic slime!" She hissed and looked back... that wasn't the Kraang.
It was... she rolled her eyes, another mutant thing, how typical.
It let out a huge ear-piercing shriek as it dragged her closer to its jaws... which was where the stomach was... gross.
It had at least ten pink sticky tentacle waving everywhere and a long body deformed and purple with black ribs sticking out of its sides.
Must be a cross between a dog and... something else, a octipuse maybe?
She screamed as it dragged her closer, its foaming jaw gnashing. The things eyeball was where the head was supposed to be. April saw it's weak spot.
Perfect, she smirked and stopped struggling a second.
Almost, almost... yes! She kicked out her leg, landing her foot smack in the middle of the things giant slimy eye ball.
It screeched and let her go stumbling backwards.
She landed on the hard cracked street ,rolling over so she wouldn't break the stupid canister under her shirt. She hugged it tighter and began running. It lashed out and grabbed her ankle.
The red headed girl gasped and rolled over on her back before she hit the ground.
Can let that canister break...
"Let me go you gross out!" She yelled kicking at it, it tightened its grip... Well life wasn't that great anyway...
"APRIL!"
She opened her currently shut eyes, yes! My hero!
"Casey!"
The teen that belonged to that name was on his silver bike pedaling as hard as beyond possible, he whirred past the monster and hit it hard with his favorite thing... his hockey stick.
The monster became stunned momentarily letting go of April's ankle.
Casey saw his chance and snatched the girls free hand, with force beyond his years, he yanked her on his bike and flew down the street.
April sighed, finally... safe.
She clung to the older teens waist with one hand and held the can still under her shirt with the other.
"Thanks Casey," She muttered burying her dusty face in the back of his shirt, he smelt like smokey ashes... not thick and choking like cigarette smoke, kind of like a light burnt wood smoke. It soothed her throbbing mind and heart. The adrenaline in her system began to melt away.
Calming, soothing... so tired. She sighed content onto his back.
"You ok Sweetheart? What the heck were you doing trying to battle a huge mutant thingy by your self?" He snapped over his shoulder.
She shrugged, to tierd to answer.
"Mutagen... retrieved it and that thing... it came out of nowhere..." She felt her eye lids get heavier. Seriously, when was the last time she'd slept anyway?
She couldn't remember. Casey skid to a halt and got off his bike helping April off behind him.
"Come on Red, let's get that mutagen to the guys then get you home."
She nodded, "Yah sure... here. She pulled the annoying thing out of her shirt, "I don't want this thing anywhere near me anymore.
She lifted her shirt halfway, "Just look at what it's done to me." Her mind felt hazy and exhausted.
Casey turned slightly pink, who knew he could do that, as she unexpectedly showed him her creamy white stomach.
Wait that wasn't white...
"Um, Red, why are you... turning blue?" He looked at her horrified.
She looked at him curiously, "What are you talking about Jones I'm not-turning-BLUE! Oh my god, I'm turning blue! Casey The mutagen must have the aura, it's radioactivity and it - OH MY GOD!" She flipped out and began hyperventilating.
Casey sought to calm her down, "Easy red, easy, calm down we'll get you-"
"Calm down! CALM DOWN! In case you haven't been keeping up, I'M TURNING BLUE!" She screamed, her hands flying out in terror.
The New York Boy decided to take her down to get help before she killed someone... or herself...
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