"I… I can't believe it," was the first thing I ever said to them.

"Listen!" Raphael said and stepped towards me. "If you say anything about our existence to anyone, I swear I'm gonna…"

"Cool it, Raph!" Leonardo said and laid his three-fingered hand on his shoulder to calm him down a little.

"Yeah dude, you wouldn't want him to be more freaked out than he already is," Michelangelo said with a huge grin on his face.

Donatello sighed and said: "I apologize for Raph's behavior… he's just a… hothead, you know. Don't take it personally."

"Who are you calling hothead, you geek?!"

"Enough!" Master Splinter said very strict, and they immediately stopped doing what they were doing. Splinter stepped forwards and asked me: "What is your name and story, young one?"

"Well…" I started out. "I'm Max Payne. Actually, all I remember was being attacked by some Yellow Snakes, and I have no idea how I came to be in the sewers. I kind of blacked out there, and now I'm suddenly here talking to you guys."

"Wait a second…" Michelangelo said. "Some Yellow Snakes? Do you literally mean some yellow snakes, you know with long bodies, have no arms and no feet and have weird long tongues? Or some street punk gang that's called the Purple Dragons?"

"Some street punk gang, that's called the Yellow Snakes…" I responded and thought about how weird all this was. I knew the Purple Dragons, but that was all fiction. Until now…

"Never heard of them before," Donatello mumbled silently.

When everyone kept silent, and they didn't say anything but just glared at me, I felt an urge to say something. "You know, this is kind of weird. It's just like… you shouldn't exist. I mean…"

I was suddenly interrupted by Leonardo. "Why don't you take a seat on the couch, while we explain everything that needs to be told?"

"Yeah…" Donatello agreed. "You look like someone that needs to take a rest."

They led me to the couch, and then I started talking again: "Actually I know your story! It's just that… there has been made comics, TV-series and movies about you! Everyone knows who you are, but they also know that these comics and movies about you is fiction. You shouldn't exist… but you do! That's why I really don't understand this. I mean, this is CRAZY!"

They all stared very weird at me, while I was completely freaked out. I had no idea what to do… they probably wouldn't believe me.

"You've… heard about us?" Donatello asked and I nodded. There was a short silence until Michelangelo asked: "Are you saying that… we are FAMOUS?!"

I looked at him and replied: "Yeah, but…" He suddenly interrupted me with his breakdancing while he shouted: "YEAH WOO HOO! I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME!"

"But this doesn't make any sense," Donatello said. "There's no such thing. We're not famous. No one knows about us. You must be from another place..."

"Or maybe you've just hit your head really hard," Michelangelo suggested and Raphael threatened him by saying: "And you're gonna hit your head really hard too, if you don't shut your mouth!"

"Can you tell us where you come from, Max?" Leonardo asked.

I had no idea what to say. "From… earth?" They looked at me, like what I just said wasn't good enough. "From the USA? New York City…?"

Donatello broke the silence. "This is no use. It still doesn't make sense."

"Yeah," Raphael agreed. "What about… what time do you come from?"

That was when I actually started to wonder if I was in the right place or time. I looked at all of them, one by one. They all looked extremely confused and curious.

"Maybe you're from another dimension!" Michelangelo suggested again, and everyone turned at him.

"Yeah," Donatello agreed, but looked surprised over Michelangelo's suggestion. "A dimension where we don't exist in reality, but in comic books and TV-series and movies…"

"I would totally read the comics!" Michelangelo interrupted.

"This is very strange," Splinter claimed, at the same time he stood up and began to walk towards his room. "I shall meditate on this matter further. I will tell, if I find out something important."

"Thanks…" I said and looked after him, while he slowly walked away. When Master Splinter left, Michelangelo said: "Okay! So, who's up for some video games?"