A/N: this is my first tmnt story that I have written hope you enjoy and this is an AU where the turtles are human mutants
disclaimer: I don't own tmnt copywriter mirage comics
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My name is Akira. I was found and raised by a group of immortals called the Ninja Tribunal, I know it sounds weird. I guess they saw some potential so they took me in and taught me the true art of ninjitsu. About two years ago they sent me on a training journey to experience other fighting styles and cultures. The first couple of months were alright until I came to Russia, I won't go into detail about that part of my life. But somehow I came all the way from Japan to New York City, right now I just ran into an old friend, the Ancient One. He didn't seem to recognize me; I guess I have changed a lot since that time in my life. You know of what I'm talking about. Before I left I was upbeat, optimistic, friendly, and very trusting; but now I'm very withdrawn, un-trusting, and closed off. I used to be able to laugh at almost everything and now I don't remember the last time I actually laughed. Anyway, enough about the past, right now I'm in a local engineering college and a person just knocked me over. Wait! Does he have what I think he does?
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." Well at least this person is somewhat nice.
"It's fine. Don't worry about me. Where did you get that necklace?" I swear that is an acolyte amulet.
"My family went to Japan recently and we found these in a little store. Have we met somewhere before?", now I know that there is no way that he could have bought that in any store.
"No, I've never seen you before. I have to go to class. Bye."
"Wait! What's your name? Mine's Donatello."
"Akira."
A/N: sorry for the short chapter, others will be longer