So this is a spin off of both my story 'Fallen' and littlebabyturtlelove's story 'father, mother, and four little babies'. It will include my character Giotto and her character Arinna. Worry not for I have her permission. I hope you enjoy! Please tell me what you think.

Chapter 1: Has anyone seen these babies?!

It had been four months since I had moved into the bustling city known as New York. I had seen some odd things so far and it did seemed that more were to come. I was not expecting my life to change drastically after such a short time living here. The original purpose of moving had been to start anew and to escape the haunting memories of my wife and precious daughter.

It was lonelier than I had expected and more than once I found myself calling out to them only to realize they were gone and would never come back. That constant pain and the unbearable silence drove me to search for a pet. Not something that would require a lot of care but would still be enough for me to feel needed. Something to fill in the space, even if only a little, my loss had left behind. It was after this decision that I went to the nearest pet store in hopes of finding a companion.

Dogs were affectionate but my small apartment did not allow them and they would require a lot of care. A cat would have been fine but my lease was very explicit. Birds were to loud and would make it difficult to meditate, and mice were difficult to clean up after.

I was just beginning to give up after realizing how hard my ideal pet was to find when I passed them. A small cage tucked away into the back, barely noticeable amidst the larger, louder animals. I approached curiously and looked in.

Five small turtles entered my vision. They couldn't have been more than a few weeks old. Watching them sleep, curled against each other in the center of the cage, I felt a smile tilt my lips for the first time since my loss.

These were the ones.

Paying for the little ones quickly I exited the store feeling lighter and energized. Perhaps it was due to my newfound joy that I made my next decision that would change my life.

A man bumped into me as I began to walk away from the store and I nearly lost my grip on my precious cargo. It was only thanks to my quick reflexes that I was able to keep the cage steady. Glancing back at the man I frowned. Something was not right.

Not one to dismiss my instincts I carefully followed the man until he came to a stop in an abandoned alleyway. Peering around the corner I caught sight of another man that looked eerily similar to the first. They were exchanging something and talking to softly for me to hear.

I felt the turtles shift in their sleep and I moved to step back. A piecing shriek of a rat made me jump. The rat whose tail I had unconsciously stepped scampered across my foot and ran away.

The men knew I was there. They began to approach me and I could feel the malicious intent flowing from them. "This place is not a place where you are allowed to be in this place."

Not entirely sure what they just said but it was obvious they had not wanted to be seen. I turned to flee but two more appeared behind me. How had I not sensed them? Surely my abilities had not become so dull?

"We have been seen in this place by you. So this is not a place that shall be left by you." The one on the left said (threatened?) monotonously.

There was no way out. Taking a deep breath I closed my eyes and calmed my mind. Focusing on the presence of the four men around me I waited for them to make the first move. When one stepped forward I opened my eyes and kicked him into the wall. My body quickly flowing into the all to familiar moves I made sure to keep a steady grip on the container in my left hand. No harm would come to these innocent creatures.

With one final punch to the only man left standing I was prepared to run when an odd glowing container fell to the ground. It shattered and the odd substance splashed onto me.

The sudden burst of excruciating pain made me drop the cage, but I did not notice. It sounded like someone was screaming. I realized it was me.

My body grew hot and I clawed at my head as it throbbed. What was happening to me?

It was over after only a few short seconds but it had felt like hours. The pain was gone but I still felt wrong. I looked at my hands and recoiled in shock. They were startlingly pink but the most shocking was that I now only had four fingers. They were long and skinny, the nails sharp like claws. The rest of my arm was covered in what appeared to be fur but how was such a thing possible?

A clanging noise echoed off the walls and my ears swiveled towards the source. My ears…

Pushing the matter to the side I turned around, expecting one of my attackers, but instead my eyes landed on the form of a young girl. She had medium length dirty-blonde hair tied up into a ponytail and her wide grey eyes were staring at me in shock. Had she seen what had happened? Did she know something I did not?

"What… has happened to me?" The girl jumped, obviously not expecting me to speak.

She seemed frozen and her mouth opened and closed, at a loss of what to say. Seconds later all of the men rose to their feet. I was shocked. My attacks should have left them unconscious for hours!

"This place is not a place where you are allowed to be in this place. You have now become what you were not allowed to become for you were in this place, which is the place you are not allowed to be."

Something was not right with these men, regardless of their similar looks and odd way of talking. Not even Shredder would have been able to recover that fast after a direct hit.

"Uh… What?" I heard the girl ask. One of the men reached for her while the others charged towards me. With a growl I swept them away with my tail.

Tail?! I grabbed the offending limb and stared at it in shock. What on earth was happening?

"Do not resist Kraang. Kraang who is me, must not be resisted by you, for I am Kraang."

I looked up and saw the girl narrowly dodge her opponent. "What? You're not making any sense weird… uh, Kraang Guy!" I frowned when the man grabbed her arm harshly. "Let me go!" Before I could reach them one of the men grabbed my leg. I kicked him back. "Let. Go. Of ME!" I felt something bump into me. Twisting my head around I looked down at the girl who was now back to back with me.

"…Hi?" she waved.

I stared at her in shock. What an odd child.

"Greetings," I bowed back. We turned away and began to fight. The girl was not as experienced as I was, nor did I recognize her style, but she fought well for her age and I appreciated the help.

The sound of sirens echoed through the alley and I flinched at the loud noise.

"The Kraang, which is we can not be seen by them, who is approaching, who will see Kraang here." The odd men took off, leaving us in the alley.

"Uh, are you alright?" The girl asked, backing away from me.

I nodded. "I am unharmed. Are you as well Ms.?"

She rubbed at her arm nervously. "Um, yeah."

"We heard a crash from down here!" A voice called from the entrance to the alleyway.

Oh no. With the way I look now nothing good would come from being seen by anyone else. I took a step back and felt my foot hit something. Looking down I stared into large blue eyes. The turtles I had bought earlier today. But-

They were the size of infants! The odd substance must have transformed them as well.

I felt torn. What should I do?

"Wait-!" the girl cried, but I could not. I needed to leave immediately.

The turtles were my responsibility, it was my fault they became like this. I quickly scooped them up and dove for the nearest exit. A manhole leading into the sewers.

Landing on, thankfully, concrete I ran deeper into the tunnels trying to get as far away as possible. Once I had finally stopped for breath I looked at the small babies in my arms.

All three of them looked at me curiously and I could tell they were far more intelligent than perhaps even a regular human child.

Wait.

I looked at them again and felt myself grown pale. There had been five turtles in the container I had been carrying. I had left two of them behind!