"Enter: Acelia Knightingale"
A "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle" Fan fiction by
Alysha
Prologue:
"Keep running baby cakes!" yelled someone over the noise of gunshots and bullets zooming beside our ears.
Little Acelia kept running, as long and as far as her tiny legs could carry her. She clutched her mother and fathers hand tightly as they ran through the silent streets of New York, ducking and dodging. They turned down a lane, and was met with a brick wall.
Damn…They were trapped.
"So, thought you could escape the Foot Clan Ace? Sheila? Ha! Think again! Master Shredder thinks that it's time for that brat to become part of the… family", one of the henchman said. Ace and Sheila held onto Acelia, only one thing one their mind. Protecting their sweet daughter; the sweet sun in their criminal lives, and their only source of hope in these dark and evil days. Yes, of course they worked for the Foot, actually meeting each other there over time. They both came from horrible backgrounds as children, but they were bent on giving Acelia everything thing that they couldn't receive.
A chance, and a happy life.
"Momma…Daddy…? What's gonna happen to us?" Acelia asked, gripping her damp hands around her parents, clutching so hard that her tiny chocolate knuckles turned yellow.
"Nothing's gonna happen baby cakes. You remember what momma always says right?" asked Sheila to her innocent angel. "To always-"
"To always smile…" Acelia responded, not convinced at her mother's words of wisdom. How was this a time to smile? Even though Acelia was only 8 years old, she understood the meaning of death…
And they were dancing pretty close to Him right now…
"Acelia", her father commanded, "You know we love you right? You remember those numbers we told you to call whenever something like this happens?"
"….yes sir", she said quietly.
"What are those numbers?" he asked deeply, pulling his child further behind him and his wife.
"….9-1-1 and Auntie Blue's number…" she confessed, already on the brink of tears. She already knew that whatever trouble this was, it was unescapable. The only time momma and daddy said to call those numbers were when….
…where when they were in deep deep deep danger...
"Acelia, no matter what happens from here, we want you to know that we love you baby cakes. And that you'll always be safe. Remember, there's always a guardian angel out there for you." Her mother gave her a last talk of wisdom before they threw their child behind them and sprang forward to fight to the death.
"RUN ACELIA!" both mother and father seemed to cry together, both being pulled into a strangle hold and thrown against the left side of the brick wall.
BASH BASH BASH!
Their faces were pounded into a bloody mess in front of her, and Acelia could only watch in horror, frozen in place. The main henchman turned his head slowly and glanced her over in a glacial stare.
"Kill her"
She then moved.
Acelia ducked and dodged, whipping pass groping hands and bullets once more, running so fast that is she tripped on something and fell, it would skid up her legs to the white meat.
Without looking back and trying to understand where she was, Acelia finally got away, running down random streets that she thought she could escape. Trying to swallow the panic and pain that was threatening to spill out of her mouth, she calmed herself before dialing her aunt's number.
Riiiiing! Riiiiiing!
The phone was picked up on the second ring.
"Helloww." an irritated sleepy voice answered.
"Auntie Blue….? Momma and Daddy…!" Acelia could only say those words before crying out all of her sorrow. Blue had grown quiet, understanding finally settling in her mind.
"Call 9-1-1 Cee. And that's it. DON'T LET THEM SEE YOU. Where are you at baby girl?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Ace cried out, like a child who had gotten a whooping for something they didn't understand. She frantically looked around, wanting to find a hint to where she was. She looked up and found the street names. "Uhhmm… I-I'm at Broadway and Tulsa!"
"Be right there sweetie. Just hang on for me okay?" Blue said gently, coaxing Acelia to calm down. She hung up the phone, only to say before she hung up that she would be there in 10 minutes.
Acelia looked at the tiny cellphone in her hands, feeling the hot tears renew.
She had just lost her parents….
She had just lost her guardian angels….
(TBC….)