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Also, if you're a big fan of BH6 like me, DID YOU SEE THE NEW TRAILER?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HIRO IS SO CUUUTE AND FLIPPING HAIRY BABIES I JUST CAN'T ANYMORE! AHHHHH!

I am going to answer a question I got on the story

Guest Melissa asks Why have her parents disappeared? I am going to get to that later in the story MWAHAHA!

Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or the characters and the song that is mentioned in the story (Headlock by Imogen Heap. Which is probably THE BEST SONG EVA!). But Lena is my own original character!

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Chapter 2: Ninja Turtles?

"She's been out for awhile. Can we leave now?"

"No! Raph, you're the one who knocked her out and now she knows our secret. We need to explain."

"Explain what! That we are turtle mutants and we know ninjutsu? We are freaks!"

Lena woke up to voices surrounding her. She slowly opened her eyes to an orange masked turtle in her face.

"GAHHHHH!"

She sat up quickly pushing the turtle away from her. She was breathing hard from the scare but she saw the other three were huddled in a group talking to each other. Each of them had a different colored mask; the purple masked one was very tall, the orange masked one was short, and the blue masked one was staring at her with caution. Her culprit, the red masked one, was staring at her with hatred. She looked nervously at the group and saw she was on the same roof that they had fought the Kraang.

"Um, hi?"

The purple masked one walked over to her and sat in front of her.

"I'm sorry about Mikey. He likes meeting new people," the turtle glared at the orange masked one.

"Stop making me sound like some mental person!" the orange masked one, Mikey, argued. The two glared at each other and growled. The red masked one pushed the two away from her face and squinted at her.

"Are you ok?" he growled at Lena. Lena was surprised by his generosity, only backtracking and realizing the blue one probably made him.

She lowered her eyes and answered, "Yeah,"

She looked back up and the red masked one was gone and all four turtles were gathered around her.

"Who are you?" she asked.

The blue one hesitated, but answered, "We are the ninja turtles. We protect the city from the Kraang,"

"Not just the Kraang," the red one mumbled. Lena frowned at him but then had an epiphany.

"Wait, you guys are the mutants that the reporters are after!" she exclaimed standing up suddenly. All four turtles cringed and looked at each other with sad glances.

"What?"

"There are other mutants,"

"What!" Lena sat back down and held her head. Others? Are they as nice as these guys? It hurt her brain to think.

"Hey, girl, we kinda need you to forget what happened here and go home," the blue masked turtle said. She looked at them with amazement; they were going to let her go just like that? She didn't want to confront Glenda about her absence, but she really needed to. Plus she didn't even know the turtle's names, why should she go?

She thought up a quick response and answered back, "I can't. My parents are missing and I have no one to come home to," She frowned and moved her head down. Technically, it was true. Just not entirely. She saw three turtles hesitate (the red masked one was still glaring at her evilly) the purple one shook his head.

"I'm sorry. We need to protect our identity. As long as you agree to not tell anyone about us, we won't have to keep you hostage," the purple one said with a sad tone.

Lena frowned and opened her mouth, "But I don't even know your names," She looked down at the roof and cursed under her breath. If they don't trust her enough to let her go home with them, why would they trust her with their names?

"Leonardo,"

Lena looked up at the blue masked turtle.

"But everyone calls me, Leo," he smiled at her and helped her up. She smiled at the turtle until the red masked turtle huffed at his brother.

"By everyone, he means the three of us," the red turtle shifted from foot to foot.

"I'm Michelangelo! They call me Mikey, but I don't care either way," the orange masked turtle shook her hand until she couldn't feel it anymore.

"Donatello, but I prefer Donnie," the purple masked one sort of bowed to her. Lena turned to red masked one that was crossing his arms.

"Why are we telling her this? She can't be trusted, she took pictures of us!"

"Correction: she took a picture of us," Donnie corrected the red masked turtle.

"We might as well tell her, it's not like anyone will believe her about 'talking turtles'," Mikey shrugged. Leo huffed at the grumpy turtle and stood next to him.

"This is Raphael. We call him Raph,"

"I call him Raphie!" Mikey exclaimed happily, but then got pounded on the head by Raph. She laughed and watched as Mikey rubbed his head.

"Who are you?" Mikey asked looking into her eyes.

"I am Lena. Thank you for waking me up, by the way," Lena cocked her head and smiled at the turtle.

"You're welcome!" Mikey said grinning ear to ear at the girl.

"Well, I guess I'm going then. Will I see you guys again?"

"Maybe," Leo winked at her and nudged his brothers. All four turtles walked to the edge of the building and jumped. She ran to the edge and saw they were gone. Lena sat back down and leaned her back against a wall. She thought about what just happened and smiled. Best. Day. EVER!

"Young lady! You were out for eleven hours, WHERE WERE YOU!" Glenda screamed in Lena's ear. She just got home at midnight and was heading to the fridge.

"I called you about a million times! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?"

"CAUSE MY PHONE BROKE!" Lena yelled back into Glenda's ear. The maid gasped and let the subject drop.

"So, how was your day?" she asked in a calm voice, changing the subject rather quickly.

"It was fantastic! I spent the whole day with Max and Lucy," Lena beamed at the old lady.

She hadn't realized how worried her maid was. Her grey hair was frizzy instead of in a neat bun. Her apron was wrinkled instead of straight and she wasn't even wearing shoes! Just long socks, that sort of looked like Lena's. Her eyes behind her glasses were bloodshot and were grey instead of a blueberry blue. She looked Glenda worryingly and hugged her. She was the closest thing she had to her parents and she was her best friend.

"I'm sorry I worried you, Glenda,"

"It's alright, child. It was just kinda lonely this time folding laundry," the maid smiled down at the teenager and hugged her tighter. They both let go and Lena headed towards her room.

"Do you want something to eat, Lena? I could bring it up to you,"

"I'm fine, Glenda, just a little snacky,"

The old lady smiled and nodded at girl heading up the flights of stairs. Lena reached her room and immediately went to her mirror. She gasped and looked closer at the mirror. Yup, that was her. She sighed at her image.

Her curly blonde hair was matted and was speckled with dirt (courtesy of Raph). Her eyes were a dull green instead of the usual olive color. Lena's sweatshirt had a hole in it and her shorts had an unnatural stain on them. She sighed again at sight of herself and went to take a shower.

She stripped and got into her shower. Lena pulled out her shampoo and began lathering into her hair. While she was doing this she thought about how the turtles looked at her, like she was a sick puppy. She wasn't defenseless and she was definitely protected. She frowned at her thought. Why did the turtles look at her like that? She washed out the shampoo and started applying conditioner to her hair. The turtles looked like they were her age, about 15 maybe 16. She wondered if anyone else knew them or seen them. She washed out her conditioner and put on body wash and face wash. Her mind was racing at her questions as she washed off all the soap.

She got out of the shower and dried herself off. She wrapped her robe around her and dried off her hair. She tied it up in the towel and headed for her dresser. Lena pulled out her old phone she got for her birthday from her parents. It was an iPhone, like the one that got smashed, but this was generation four. She logged in and plugged in her headphones. Lena pressed the music app and started playing Headlock by Imogen Heap. She listened to the random beats throughout the song and the unsynchronized bells. She laid down on her bed and closed her eyes.

All she could think about was the turtles. Lena groaned and straightened her back. She started thinking about them and how excited she was to meet them again. What if she looked for them tomorrow night? No, she thought, they wouldn't be in the same place as today. But if she followed the Kraang she might find them. Her eyes flashed open and she smiled. She planned on finding the turtles tomorrow, no matter what.

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