I walked the silent streets of New York. Most of the city's civilians were sleeping in their warm, toasty homes. The winter was harsh this year, the chill biting at my exposed hands and face. I've been on this journey to find Hamato Yoshi for a little less than a year, after the death of my beloved family. Being 17 and living on the streets sucked. I know there are people out there who live worse lives than I do, but I can't bare the thought of someone suffering more than me. I hate to see, or even think of people suffer.

I braided my hair in to pigtails to keep them out of my face. I crawled up to the roof of a nearby apartment building and looked up to the moon. One thing I missed about the small town in Virginia was the stars. You couldn't really see any with all the bright city lights.

"Get away from me!" I heard someone yell. I rushed over to where the noise was coming from. I looked down into the alley below and saw five men attacking a red-headed girl who was about my age. She pulled out a bladed fan and started swinging it. She's had some training in ninjutso. But it wasn't enough.

I got a closer look at the men. They all looked the same…

The men who carried the mutagen!

I put my hood up and grabbed my bow. I quickly drew an arrow from my sheath and aimed it at one of their heads. I let the draw go and the arrow flew down to meet him. He jerked around as if being electrocuted before falling to the ground. Everyone looked up at me.

Two of the men continued struggling with the girl as the other two began shooting at me with some sort of ray gun. I jumped down, landing on top of one and putting my bow on it's latch that's connected to the sheath. I pulled out my two small staves and released the hidden blades. I spun around stabbing the other man in the stomach. He grunted and fell to the ground, without electric shock.

The girl had knocked one of the men down but still struggled with the other. I stabbed him in the head and he felt, with electric shock.

The girl huffed, trying to catch her breath. "Thanks."

I nodded.

She held out her hand. "I'm April."

"Storm." I said, firmly shaking her hand. "Where did you learn your fighting skills?"

"Uh…" She hesitated. "A friend's dad. He's a ninjutso master. I see you've had a lot of training."

"Yes." I nodded. I took of my hood. She almost jumped at the sight of my eyes. "I'm looking for a certain ninjutso master, he was a friend of my father's. He's the only one who can help me complete my training."

"Hmm. I see." April said. "Does he live in New York?"

"17-18 years ago, he did for sure. Now, it's unknown. He got in an…accident, and called my father after it happened."

April froze. "What kind of accident?"

I looked at the men lying on the ground around us. "I think they ha something to do with it. They had this…" I sighed. "It's hard to explain."

"Mutagen. The master you're searching for was mutated wasn't he?"

"Yes." I nodded. "His name was Hamato Yoshi."

"Hold on." April pulled out her phone and called someone. "Hello? Donnie? Can you give the phone to Master Splinter?" She stood there for a second. "Master Splinter, this is April. This may seem kind of odd, but I have someone next to me who you may want to talk to. She says she's looking for you, but she referred to you by your human name. And she knows you've been mutated." April paused, listening to the other end. "Her name is Storm, at least that's what she goes by." She paused again. "Okay, here she is." April handed the phone to me.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello, who is this, and how do you know of me?" It was him, Hamato Yoshi. I recognize his voice from watching old videos of him with my father.

"My real name is Anna Mei Kai. Daijiro Kai was my father?"

"Daijiro? I haven't seen him in years…what do you mean by 'was'."

"He's…dead. Along with my mother and younger sister. About 11 months ago they were brutally murdered by a man known as the Shredder. I barely got away."

"The Shredder…" He said. "Please give the phone back to April."

I handed her the phone. "Hello? Okay. Bye." She hung up. "Come with me."

I followed down a manhole and into the sewers. She led me to an abandoned subway station. Well at least I thought it was abandoned. She led me down some steps and I saw what looked like a house. A large rat came out of a near by room. "Welcome, Anna. I am Master Splinter, formerly known as Hamato Yoshi. Excuse the mess, I have four sons who can't seem to keep the house clean."

"Yoroshiku." I bowed. Yoroshiku is a formal way of saying 'nice to meet you.'

"Yoroshiku." He bowed back. "Please, come with me to the dojo. April, when the boys return, please tell them not to bother me."

"Hai, Sensei." She nodded.

I followed Master Splinter into the room he came of, the dojo. It was beautiful, with a large tree in the center of it. "Anna, why do you call yourself Storm."

"Because my name is dangerous. The Shredder is looking for me, so I stay away from people and when I have to get near them, I give them the name Storm."

"Hmm. That makes perfect sense. Reminds me of why I became Master Splinter." He smiled. "So why did you come here?"

I sighed. "I knew that you were the only one who could help me. I'm not done with my training yet. And I'm…different."

"Different how?"

"I don't really want anyone to know, but I know that I can trust you." I took a deep breath. "See how my hair is white, and my eyes are ice-blue? Well they weren't always like this. I used to have dark hair and dark eyes. When I was young, my family came to New York for my mom's family reunion, and there were these guys, they all looked the same. And they had a bag. I was curious so I asked them what was in it. The called my father a threat and attacked us. The bag dropped on me and a canister of mutagen broke on my skin and covered me in it."

"That is the only change in appearance which is strange, but there's something more, isn't there?" he asked.

I nodded. I held my hands in front of me. I pulled some of the water out of the air and it floated above my hands a small orb. "I can control water, even the water that you can't see at first." I released the water back to it's original place.

"Very interesting. Your secret is safe with me. And you're welcome to stay here and train along with my sons." A loud band come from the other room, followed by loud talking. "Speaking of which, they are home."