Authors Notes: Okay! I'm back! I promised I'd start this on Easter, and I have! :3 I think you should know this chapter is way shorter than the others, so I know this will be got through quite quickly. I'm very busy at the moment and will try to get the next chapter up when I have a decent break (If you want to curse something, curse my Art and Graphics courses for being so close to the exam)

As stated before, this whole story is in Violet's point of view. If you haven't read any of my other stories, I reckon this one will be easy to pick up on, all you really need to know is Violet is a girl turtle who is Mikey's love

Enjoy! And please read and review, it would make my day seeing as I often improve from such things. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT or any other things used except for Violet.

Chapter 1: Express To The Future

"Come on! It's my turn to pick what to watch!" Mikey wrestles his brothers for the remote control.

I sit on the sofa, sighing inwardly. 'They always do this…'

I watch as our sensei expectedly wraps the four in the carpet, snatching the remote for himself. "This is pointless my sons, you all know I will watch my soap opera"

I smirk at the displeased looks given by the others.

"But that's not for five minutes, so…" Mikey twists round and uses his foot to tap the button on the remote.

Suddenly, there is a huge flash. Blinded, I cover my eyes, only to find the scenery around me has changed when I dare to look.

"Don? Mikey? Is this some kind of prank?" I smirk, but that soon fades, as there is no answer to my question.

I am now sitting on the floor of the sewers, not quite sure exactly where I am. I notice all that was on my person has vanished so I am as close to naked as I could ever be. Even the sewer looks different.

"Not again…" I mutter recalling the whole Ultimate Drako incident.

I try to move, only to be pulled down by an unknown force. It's gravity; somehow, it's become stronger. I also notice the air is much thinner than I remember so I'm gasping for breath.

I hear someone approaching, laughing wildly.

"Mikey?" I cough as I try to stagger in his direction. My vision blurs as I approach, I can feel I am faint. I collapse in front of the turtle, managing to mutter to him "Don't leave me…"

"Heh! Check what I found in the sewers" A Mikey-like voice brags as I stir slightly. "And she wasn't freaked out"

"That's because she was delusional idiot!" A brotherly fight ensnares.

I smile as I open my eyes, sure that I've found my family. Gravity still pulls hard on me, but the air here is better than before, a little stale but breathable. I flinch slightly as I notice my 'brothers' appearances. They are all bigger than I recall and all appear to be the color of their mask...

"What…what happened to you guys?" I ask uncertainly.

They look vaguely like my brothers, sound like them and act like them…but are they? If they are, something terrible must have happened.

"See, she's overwhelmed by my good looks" the Raph growls.

I'm sort of scared that I look like these guys, but cannot bear to find out.

I gulp slightly. "Do you know who I am?"

"No, but I'd like to" The so-called Mikey rolls his long pink tongue towards me, taking in my scent. I back off a bit, nearly falling of the large rock I'm sat on.

The Leo pulls him away. "You goob!"

I recoil; Leo wouldn't say that!

"Can I dissect it now?" 'Donny' grins manically.

"Who…what are you guys?" I shout to get their attention.

"Oh, ignore them child" An unfamiliar voice speaks over everyone else. "Move it you worthless genetic misfits!" He demands and they all scatter, but stay fairly close so they can continue to watch.

"Where am I?" I gasp, watching this man carefully as he approaches. He is large...okay, I admit it; he's fat! He's wearing a suit and a monocle for some bizarre reason...I can only guess he's rich or something.

I receive a smirk. "New York"

I inhale slowly before asking my next question. "Alright, when? What year is it?"

"I believe it is 2105. Enough questions from you!" He sneers. "Tell me, where are you from?"

I stop. Can I really tell this man I'm from nearly one hundred years in the past? I tell him reluctantly before I can stop myself.

He seems unsurprised. "I chose to help you out of interest" He informs me. "Do you know what brought you here?" I shake my head slowly. "What is your name?" He finally asks.

"Violet…" I answer quietly.

"How nice" He sounds uninterested to be honest. "I am Darius Dun" He pulls out something and calls the others back. "Gear her up" He orders briskly.

I try to struggle but find quickly my apparent brothers overpower me. I gasp for air all of a sudden, forcing myself free. The air is back to normal, and gravity is no longer unbearable.

"I suited you with an Enviro Pack, Graviton Regulator and Wrist Translator so you will be able to survive" Darius answers an unasked question, a grin coming across his face.

I frown. "What's the price?"

"Nothing, just stay here, look after these freaks, help them with their missions…" He trails off in thought. "And am I right in thinking this is yours too" He pulls out my pink mask.

"How did you-?"

He looks smug. "Lucky guess" I replace it where it should be on me. "I'll check up on you soon" He adds, obviously planning something.

And with that he leaves, nothing more to say to 'genetic misfits' like us.