Chapter 1

The turtles sat on the ragged, blue sofa in their new lair after having their old one destroyed by Baxter Stockman's Mouser's. The past few weeks were hectic to say the least, they met April O'Neil and Casey Jones and helped a girl named Angel stay out of the Purple Dragons, all they wanted now was one night of rest. Tonight was one of the biggest events in history, held by the President of the United States and according to rumours, some very powerful people would be introduced to the world for the first time. Each turtle was curious, to say the least.

Michelangelo, the orange banded turtle spoke first, "Oh man I wonder who they are? My guess is they're secret agents!"

"Sorry Mikey, but isn't the idea of being a secret agent staying...secret?" Donatello, the purple banded turtle commented.

Mikey slumped back into his seat, defeated.

Leonardo, the blue banded turtle spoke next, "Maybe they will be just some new politicians, it wouldn't surprise me."

Raphael, the final turtle wearing a red band, growled, "Ugh I hate politicians, all they do is lie and cheat."

"Shhhh guys it's starting!" Donnie shushed to his brothers as they all payed attention to the many TV'S.

A news reporter smiled a gigantic grin to the camera. "Welcome to this live special of the special event, where tonight will be added to the history books! We will find out if the rumours of powerful people are true or false, and Chanel 6 will bring you live coverage of the whole thing!"

Raphael rolled his eyes, "This chick is way to energetic, that smile couldn't be more fake."

"Hey Raphie-boy, shut up!" Mikey stated to his hot headed brother.

"Grrrrr I'll make ya shut up in a minute Mikey!" "

Guys please, I can't hear the TV!" Leo stated to his brothers, which made them pay attention to the TV.

The reporter continued, "As you can see behind me celebrities and politicians alike are walking in to enjoy the festivities."

The guys didn't pay too much attention, they were not too bovered about famous people...well apart from Mikey who freaked out at some of his idols. Suddenly something caught their attention, a final limo had pulled up to the carpet.

"What an unexpected turn folks! There was not meant to be anymore guests arriving tonight, this has got to be the mystery people that the rumours have spoken about!"

The camera turned to the stage, where the president was standing ready to address the people. "Ladies and gentlemen. I am sure you are aware of the speculations behind these rumours. What you have heard is true, I would like to introduce to you...planet earth's royal family."

Murmurs and whispers passed through the crowd as the doors to the limo finally opened. The first person to step out was a middle aged man, presumably in his early 40s. The man wore a loose black silk shirt with leather cuffs and black trousers. His rich chocolate hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal. And then his eyes- they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid blue as a great body of water that softly melted into a milky green. He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, his pale skin made him look devilishly handsome.

The man held out his hand and a thin, gloved hand took a hold of his. His mark stepped out from the black limousine, her curly blonde hair falling in soft layers around bare shoulders. Her tall frame and slender body were like of a Victoria secret model. Her brown eyes, like dark chocolate, were calm and emotionless. For someone in their 40s, she was impressive to say the least. As they started walking down the carpet one last person stepped out of the limo.

A young, teenage girl who looked around 15 or 16 years of age. She wasn't beautiful in the classical way, no flowing golden curls or tanned skin; she had pixie cut brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin. She had a kind of understated beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. There was a shyness to her, hesitation in her body movements and a softness in her voice. It was inevitable and certain that once you looked at her, you couldn't look away. She kept you still and held your beating heart with one gaze. She was mysterious, beautiful and dangerous.

People couldn't move, they stared at this all too perfect family as they made their way up onto the stage alongside the president. The man tapped the mic and spoke in his deep, booming, British voice. "Welcome to this event. I know you are all very confused but allow me to introduce ourselves. My name is Thomas Smith. This is my wife Evangeline. And my beautiful daughter, Juliet. We have decided to announce ourselves to you all today as the rulers of planet earth."

Instantly cameras flashed brightly, reporters shouting multiple questions and onlookers were admiring the spectacle in front of them. One by one the parents answered questions, while Juliet remained quiet and merely smiled at the people. The turtles watched in shock, not only were these people literally the most powerful people on earth, but they were too good to be true.

Although the parents were talking, it appeared that the daughter was gaining the most attention from the cameras, she oozed charisma and grace. The questions still continued, even as the family left the event.

The reporter turned back to the camera, slightly dumbfounded. "T-this has been a wonderful night indeed. This family seem to hold the key to keeping peace on our humble planet. This has been a special report from Chanel 6 News."

The remote clicked the TV to turn off, gaining silence in the lair. Mikey was the first to speak, "Dudes...what just happened? They're like...so awesome! Do you think they get free pizza all the time?!"

Raph slapped his brother on the back of the head, "Moron, a family like that wouldn't eat pizza. My guess is caviar and some other rich junk."

Leo yawned and stretched his arms, "Well we know now. Lets go out for a run, my legs feel stiff."

Mikey leaped over the sofa and started running, "last one to the rooftops hatched from a rotten egg!"

A/N: Please don't hate on my OC. I know they sound far fetched but I have plans trust me! Anyway thank you for reading and please R&R!