(A.N. - Hello! My name's Astrica, and this is my first attempt at a TMNT fanfic. I'm going to start by posting the prologue and see where it takes me. :) I don't know how frequently I'll be updating. It depends on how much of what's in my head actually gets onto paper. Well anyway, enjoy!)
The plan had been perfectly executed.
Nothing was supposed to go wrong, but in the end it did. We had been defeated, and tossed to the side like a bunch of rag dolls, while the Foot surrounded Master Splinter, our sensei and father. We watched him fight his arch enemy, the Shredder, and in the end, we watched him lose.
I'll never know why the Shredder didn't kill Splinter right then and there. All I know is that I felt fear well up inside me as the villain step towards us, and though I couldn't see his face, I could picture his malicious smile through the tone of his voice.
"There is more than one way to kill a rat." He sneered, before yanking down the lever beside him.
I heard the others scream, and felt a strange, cold substance land on my shell, before my whole world gave way to blackness.
