Hey all my readers! I know I should be working on my Sonic X fanfic, but I've hit a major Writers block and I can't muscle past it. So I'm giving my brain a break with this side story with another character of mine that needed a story. I've always pictured this particular character in New York, sowhy not put her with the turtles we all know and love? Hope you guys like this until I get the Writers Block gone ^_^

~Kayla

Chapter 1: Moving….

The city was loud, much louder than what I liked. And there were too many people! I swear they looked like schools of fish in the ocean. Being a Beach Girl from Hawaii, being in the city was probably the worst thing in the world right now.

I practically LIVED for the ocean water… the vastness of it was always comforting, and I almost believed that I had tamed the sea for my benefits. I surfed, 'swam like a fish' some people would say. I sighed as I looked out the window of the moving truck. I can't believe my parents made me move from our quiet place in our beach house near the hushing of the waves for a tiny apartment surrounded by a sea of shouting people and honking cars!

"Cora…" My mother, Jenny Stone, said from the center seat. "Please don't look like that."

"Your mother's right Cora." My dad, Mac Stone, said from the driver's seat. "You may start liking New York if you try a smile."

I sarcastically smile at the two before it quickly fades. "Nope, didn't work."

"You know I didn't mean it like that." My dad said.

"Why did we move?" I asked for the umpteenth time.

"Because," My mom answered. "Your father had been offered a job here that pays better than his old one. It was time for a change."

"Then why couldn't I stay with Uncle Joey?" I asked. "As you can see, there's no swimable ocean here. I doubt there's any fish out where there is ocean."

"There's a YMCA pool near the apartment." My dad offered.

"That's not the same…" I said, looking back at the sea of noisy cars and people. Out of every single one of these people, I stood out the most. I guess you could consider me an albino. I had a fair complexion, but thanks to the Hawaiian sun and beaches, my skin was now tan like everyone else's, but I had other albino traits. My hair was platinum blond, almost white, and my eyes were a soft violet. I had gotten a few friendly teases at school among my friends, calling me the Ghost of the Isles.

"We're here." My dad said as the truck moved up to the apartment complex.

I look up at the building, thinking that I have never seen a building so tall. I shivered…. I hated heights…. But guess where we were living! Dad lead us inside and took us to room 42B. It was near the roof… oh joy…

I kept away from the windows, not wanting to look down. But the apartment looked like a small house; the kitchen was a decent size, the living room was big enough to hold us comfortably, and my room was actually a large size.

I explore the apartment, noticing the view was nice, but I still kept away from the widows so I wouldn't look down. WHY did our home have to be so high?

"See Cora?" My dad said. "It's not so bad. Thanks to my new job I managed to get the pent house in the complex."

"Did it have to be so high up though?" I asked.

Before he could answer, the mover guys came up the elevator with a few of our boxes. Dad said that a few things had to be in storage, but I managed to weasel a few things that I wanted in my room; like my posters of the ocean, my stuffed animals and a few action figures. I loved my stuffed animals and plushies. Most of them were presents from my friends back in Hawaii.

I pick up one of my two favorites from their box. It was my Knuckles and Shadow Plushies. My best friend Carlos gave them to me. He and I spent almost every Saturday morning watching Sonic X when we were kids. Knuckles was my all-time favorite, but I've also had a soft spot for Shadow.

I put them down and dig around in the boxes until I found my radio. I knew my favorite channel was out of the question here, so I took out my iPod and plug it into the radio. Plugging in my radio and turning it on, my iPod started playing my favorite artist, Savage Garden. I don't know why I liked them, they just sounded cool to me.

Once I had my shelves, desk, dresser and bed done, I chilled and walked to my window, deciding I had to surf it up and get over it. It was already night time, but at least I could see the moon.

I open the large window and climb out on the fire escape. The noise of the city was more like a constant roar, and the lights from the city blocked out the stars. I look at the sky, thinking about my real home.

Dang I miss home… I thought. I'd be out night surfing about now. The stars would be bright and shinning, and the moon so bright it looks closer than usual. The water would be warm, and I'd be gliding over the surface…

I smile at these thoughts with my eyes closed, but my daydreaming comes to an abrupt stop from a rather random shout.

"YAAAHOOO!"

I look up as a shadow jumps from my building to the neighboring building. "What on…"

"Mikey! Honestly! Shut it!" Another voice shouts as a second shadow flies over.

"You're one to talk!" said the first shadow from the other building. I looked hard at it. It looked like a man, sounded like a man, but something was off.

"You both need to be quiet." Said a voice above as a third shadow leaps to the other building.

"Raph started it!" The "Mikey" Shadow said.

"Did not Shell for Brains." "Raph" Answered followed by the sound of a thunk.

"Ow! Raaaph!"

I almost laughed.

At that moment a fourth shadow leaps over with a flip in the middle of the jump and lands on the other building with the others. "You all need to be quiet. We need to be a silent as shadows."

"Alright, alright Splinter Jr." "Raph" Taunted.

"Lets finish the patrol shall we?" Said the shadow that sounded like he's been well schooled.

"Last one to the Water Tower cleans the dishes Dudes!" With that, the 'Mikey' Shadow was off and away to another building.

"No way Mikey!" 'Raph' said and ran after him.

"Hey! Wait up!" 'School boy' said and ran off.

The 'Splinter Jr. laughed and was about to run after them but stopped, and I swear, looked strait at me. I froze. And apparently, so did he. We stared at each other for a long moment.

"Yo! Leo! What's the hold up?" 'Mikey' Shouted as the other three come back.

'Leo' Points at me, making the three also stare at me.

Feeling a little nervous, I shyly lift a hand give the Hawaiian Wave, or the surfers wave. The one with the pinky and the thumb.

'Mikey' Shyly gives the Hawaiian wave back, making the other three stare at him. 'Mikey' Shrugged at them and 'Raph' smacked his head. This made me laugh, making them stare at me again.

"Cora!"

My dad's voice made me jump and I look in my room. "Yeah dad?"

"Dinner. Mom made Macaroni." Came the answer.

"I'll be right there. Just give me a sec." I said and look back at the building where the shadows were, but they were gone.

I sigh and go back inside.

A half hour later, the four shadows slip into a manhole and make their way toward their home, or the 'Lair.' The shadows soon turned out to be Mutant, Humanoid Turtles. Each wore a colored mask and each had a different weapons. The one leading the group had a blue mask and had a pair of katanas strapped to his shell. The turle behind him had a red mask and held a staff in his hand. The turtle next in line had a red mask and on his belt were fork-like weapons called Sais. The turtle bringing in the rear wore an orange mask and had nun-chucks safely tucked in his belt.

"Dudes…" The orange clad turtle said. "You think she believes what she saw?"

"The chances are that she does." The purple masked turtle answered. "You did wave back at her, Mikey."

"She knew my signature wave!" Mikey said.

"All the same Mikey." The blue masked turtle said. "You shouldn't have waved back."

"Well you shouldn't have stopped and stared at her Leo!" The red masked turtle said in a thick New Yorker accent.

"I saw her staring at me and I wasn't sure what to do, Raph!" Leo answered, turning to glare at him.

"Think we should tell Splinter?" The Purple Masked turtle asked, deciding to change the subject.

"NO!" All three turtles shouted.

"No offence Don," Leo said. "But I doubt Master Splinter would let us out of the lair for a month if we told him."

Mikey shivered. "I don't think I could survive… there's a new comic coming out that I gotta get!"

"You and your comics…" Raph said with a roll of his brown eyes.

Leo smiled at his brothers before opening the secret opening to their home. It was a large place with a bridge over a small pool of water near the TV room. I'd explain more but I'd probably overwhelm you.

"My sons," Came a soft, yet elderly voice. It held wisdom of many years.

The four turtles stop and bow to the voice. "Master Splinter."

A moment later, a mutant rat came into view. He held a cane in his right paw and wore a shall-like robber over his shoulder. "I take it your patrol tonight, had gone smoothly?"

"Yes Sensei." Mikey, Raph, and Don said together. Leo however was a little hesitant.

Splinter noticed. "Leonardo? Is something bothering you?"

Leonardo looked up at his father. "No Sensei. I'm just tired."

Splinter nodded. "Understandable. It is late after all. You should all get some rest."

"Yes Sensei." The brothers answered with another bow. "Goodnight."

Splinter smiled at his sons. "Goodnight my sons. Sleep well."

The boy smile back before going up to their rooms. Raph looks at Leo. "You almost blew it, Fearless."

"I know," Leo said. "But I covered it. Goodnight Raph."

"'Night Leo." Raph said as he goes to bed.

Leo goes into his room and takes off his swords before laying down on his cot. He thought about the girl on the Fire Escape. That penthouse had been empty for over a year. And she looked so… different, from the other humans. Her hair was almost white, and Leo had almost mistaken her for an elderly woman until he saw she was very muscular. And her eyes were a different color, almost as purple as Donny's mask. And he hadn't seen any other New Yorker use Mikey's favorite wave. How did she know it?

These thoughts swam in Leo's head as he slowly fell asleep.

I sat in my bed with a sketchbook, a pile of pencils, and my earbuds playing Crush 40 music. I was busy working on a new sketch. I was thinking of what I saw only an hour ago.

iWho were those guys?/i I wondered as I drew them on the roof. iAnd how did they jump like that?/i

A knock came at my door and I close my sketchbook. "Yeah?"

My mom came in and smiled. "Time for bed. You have school in the morning."

I groaned. "Don't remind me…."

"Don't worry," Mom assured me. "You'll be fine."

"I sure hope so, looking at the other people out there," I nod toward my window. "Not many are albino's."

"You're not an albino sweetie." My mom told me. "You're just a unique beauty."

I smile at her. "A strange sort a beauty."

My mom chuckled. "Well, goodnight sweetie."

"Goodnight mom." I answered.

My mom closed my door and I open up my sketchbook and look at the picture. It showed a rough, but an okay sketch of four muscular beings standing on the building. I then write a title and my name on the picture before hanging it on my corkboard. I crawl into bed and look at it.

"New York Guardians, Cora Stone."

I sigh and turn over under my comforter. I close my eyes, wondering who they were and why they stopped to look at me. Before I knew it, I was asleep.