So, Hi, everyone! Here I am with my second-ever fanfic. So enjoy, and please review! I'd like some input/advice. (ps, if you're wondering about my first one, it's called Rockwell's Story.)
It was a dark night on the streets of New York and a little curly brown-haired girl was out walking with her parents chattering on about anything and everything. She was about 7 years old, and happy about pretty much everything. Then her attention was caught by a cat in an alley, and despite yelling at her to stay with them, she ran off after it. All of the sudden, a white van pulled in the alley, and several robots jumped out. Some were blue, some were purple, and others were a silvery-gray. "Kraang, Kraang has need to test the mutagen on many kinds of humans. Kraang should see the effects on the human offspring."
"Kraang agrees with Kraang." They grabbed the girl, unaware of a human child's ability to squirm out of reach. But before she escaped the kraang's grasp she got sticky green stuff all over her. She gave a scream, and then passed out in the middle of the alley. Luckily for her, a certain group of four heroes were out on patrol and heard her cry.
"What was that?" asked Donnie.
"Sounded like a scream to me" replied Leo, "Let's check it out." They got to an alley, and saw a little cat mutant lying in the middle of the alley, with Kraang droids coming at her. "Kraang," muttered Leo, "Shoulda figured." Then, turning to his brothers he said, "Come on, we have to help that girl." They jumped down, weapons ready.
"Kraang it is the ones that call themselves the turtles, what should Kraang do, Kraang?"
"Kraang has need of the test subject which belongs to Kraang. Kraang must get the test subject back." The Kraang charged in, lasers blasting.
"Donnie, Mikey, stay with the girl" ordered Leo, "Raph and I can handle the Kraang." Donnie nodded and headed towards the girl, checking her pulse. "She's unconscious and her pulse is abnormally high. She must be in shock."
"So…do we wake her up?" asked Mikey.
"No. That's the last thing we want to do. If we wake her up before her body does, we could potentially cause major psychological harm." Mikey stared at Donnie, only understanding about a third of what his older brother said. Donnie facepalmed with a sigh. "That's really bad, so we're not waking her up" explained Donnie to his clueless little brother.
"Oh."
"Okay, you stay here in case she wakes up, I'm going to go help Leo and Raph." Then, shouting out his version of a battle-cry, he jumped into the fight, taking out a couple of Kraang with his bo. A few minutes later the fight was over and the Kraang were making a "tactical retreat". "Hah! They're runnin' with their tails between their legs!" gloated Raph.
"Let's make sure the girl's ok" said Leo. They walked over to where Mikey was sitting near the still-unconcious girl. "Did she wake up at all?" asked Leo.
"No, she just laid here."
"Well, seems to me that now we have three options. Either, one: we leave her here and have more Kraang droids or who-knows-what show up; two: we take her back to her parents, that we don't know who or where they are, only to have them freak out anyway; or three: we take her back to the lair and make sure that she's ok. I don't know about you guys, but the third one seems like the best option to me." Picking up the girl, Mikey said, "Looks like it's option three. Come on, cat-girl," he said looking down at the girl in his arms, "Looks like you're coming home with us."