Okay, okay, okay, lets get pumped. Pumped. Pumped!
First day out in the city with the boys, you can do this. Just show them the sights, get them something to eat, easy peasy.
…What are you staring at? I'm not panicking, shut up.
"Alright guys, the city is just full of possibilities!" Leo announced excitedly as the four teenage turtles ran for the streets.
Behind them I followed behind quickly, smiling. Perhaps I should stop them? There were just running out towards an open area after all. What if a car came by and the people inside saw them?
Maybe they would just think they were coming back from some weird costume party?
…What if they didn't? Oh gosh…
"Um, boys…" I called out weakly.
"There could be an adventure around this corner. Or this one." Leo rushed forward with his brothers to look around the next corner. Mikey jumped up against a trash can, leaning against the wall as if to make sure no one was coming while Raph kneeled below him, glaring at his surrounding.
I compliment them on staying aware of their surrounding, but what were they doing? Crouching down or pressing against the wall won't stop people from seeing you.
Donatello, too in aww of everything around him walked casually down the street.
And… Donatello isn't even going to bother hiding. Great.
"Or this one!" Leo paused to take a closer inspection of the street. Seeing nothing, he shrugged. "There's not… But there could be!" he rushed forward.
"Yes, there could be Leonardo but-"
Glancing to his left, a few computers put on display through the window caught Donatello's attention. "Look at all the computers." He gawked, pressing his face closer. With a small gasp, he leaned a little closer. "Is that the next generation Cadmium Processor with quantum encryption?"
"I don't know Donatello?" Raphael mocked, "Is it?"
With closer inspection the third oldest practically squealed. "It is! Mom! Mom! Come look." He motioned to me.
Smiling I stepped closer to the glass and nodded. "It is." I marveled.
"And it has quantum encryption! Isn't that great?!" He smiled at me widely.
"…Yeah." I agreed. Whatever quantum means, I totally agree Donatello… you cute little turtle you. 3
"Hey guys!" Michelangelo called. "Check this out!" he pointed to a store that had neon lights lining the glass. "It's a hand made out of light." He stared at the purple hand in aww. Suddenly the light from the hand disappeared and moved to the blue eye that was in the middle of it. "Now it's an eye made out of light! Now the hand again!"
"Michelangelo-" I tried to explain.
"Now the eye's back! Now the hand!" he yelled in shocked, dumfounded at the glass' magical abilities.
"Come on genius." Raphael grumbled, wrapping his arm around his neck to drag him towards the street.
"The eye!" Mikey wailed.
I chuckled at the four, but froze to see where they were standing. "Oh! Oh! Boys no! Don't stand in the middle of the street!" I shrieked.
They looked at me in surprise, not understanding why I sounded so panicked.
You don't stand in the middle of the street. You never do that! None of you even looked before you started walking on it, did you?! You are so grounded, all of you!
"Why not?" Donatello inquired.
"Yeah what's a… street?" Mikey sounded out the strange word carefully.
"That is a street you're standing on. Now get back on the sidewalk quick before a-" I trailed off when a man on a small deliver man on a bike came tutting along.
The boys froze like deers in headlights at the man, staring at him in shock.
The delivery boy, shocked at the sight of four green men, blinked, his face growing pale.
Oh no.
"Grah!" Raphael lifted his hands, wiggling his three fingers dangerously as he made a scary face.
The delivery boy shrieked, turning his bike and speeding away.
"Haha, that was kind of fun!" my second oldest laughed. Storming forward, I pressed my finger under his neck just how Master Splinter had earlier. Hitting a pressure point, Raphael squeaked, his shoulders tensing.
"I-I mean," he began to make strange movements. "W-We are way too exposed out here, we should f-find some where safe! Safe!"
Releasing him, he hunched forward, breathing heavily.
Folding my arms, I shook my head at him.
"Raph is right." Leo said, clearly amused. "C'mon." he moved towards the buildings motioning for us to follow.
Making sure they all started towards the buildings I sighed.
Okay, just relax Arinna. Everything is fine. We're going up to the roofs so nothing should go wrong.
Wait a minute… Where is Mikey?
Looking over my shoulder I blinked to find him picking up the pizza box the delivery boy had dropped.
"Michelangelo." I called to him, making him jump and almost drop the Pizza.
"Y-Yeah?" he stammered, whirling around to hide the box behind him.
…Oh Mikey, if only you knew just how cute you are you would completely use it to your advantage. All the time.
"What is that you have behind your back?" I smiled innocently.
"…Nothing." He looked at his feet, shuffling a bit from side to side.
"Really, cause it looks like you have something." I motioned to his back.
He blushed a bit, twirling his left foot in the air a bit above the ground. "….Sort of…"
"What is it?" I mused, trying my best not to laugh.
Embarrassed to have been caught he slowly lifted his hands out to show me the Pizza box. "I'm sorry Mom I just-"
Oh my gosh! Why are you so cute?!
Grinning like no other I stepped forward to wrap my arm around his shoulder, surprising him. "It is fine Michelangelo." I laughed pulling him towards the street.
Grinning with relief he titled his head. "So, what is this?" he shook the box a bit.
"Lets go up to your brothers and we can find out." I suggested, grabbing the fire escape and lifting myself up. He followed and leapt up to the tops.
"Dudes!" he called to his brothers when he got to the top, holding the Pizza box up as if it were some kind of grand pizza. "I got a box!"
"No way." Raph gawked, "A box?! How mysterious." He wiggled his fingers around with an annoyed scowl.
Sticking his tongue out at him, Michelangelo placed the box in front of the turtles for everyone to see.
They all approached it cautiously, having never seen a box like this before.
"Piz-za?" Mikey questioned.
With a small chuckle, I shook my head. "No Mikey, it's called Pizza." I corrected. He frowned at me.
"Pizza?" he repeated.
"Yeah. Open it." I motioned to them. They all looked at each other hesitantly.
"Careful, it might be dangerous." Leo warned. I rolled my eyes.
"I wouldn't let you near it if it was dangerous. Now go ahead." I gave Raph a look and he nodded, reaching for the box. Opening it up, their eyes widened at the slightly steaming circular pieces of cheese.
"Is it… food?" Donnie asked carefully.
"Yeah. Oh, and it's freshly made too!" I squealed with delight.
Pizza was best eaten freshly made!
"Can… we eat it?" Leo looked at me for permission.
"Of course. Dig in! I can't believe I never thought of giving you pizza before this." I scratched my head in confusion.
How in this great green earth had I not given the Pizza? Was I insane?
…Don't answer that.
The boys exchanged un-convinced looks.
"I'll try it." Mikey announced, reaching for a piece. Shaking it slightly in his hands, he held it towards his mouth. Taking a small bit Mikey chewed a bit before freezing.
I could practically see his brain blowing up from here.
Swallowing, Mikey made a pleased sound before stuffing the rest in his mouth, letting the taste explode his taste buds. His brothers stared him in shock.
Seeing their looks, Mikey faked a gag. "Yuck. You guys would like it." He tried to fake his enjoyment so he could keep the rest. "I'll just take the rest-"
"No way!" they argued, scrambling for their own pieces, leaving at least one behind.
"Hands off!" Raph yelled. When they all had their own slices they took big bites. Chewing for a few seconds, their eyes widened into similar expressions Mikey had moments before.
With pleased sounds they stuffed the rest of their pizza into their mouths.
"This is amazing!" Raph gasped.
Smiling happily, I chuckled when Donatello reached for the last piece.
Instead of eating it though he turned and walked to me.
"Here mom." Donatello held up the piece. "For you."
Taking it, I smiled at him. "Did you enjoy the Pizza?"
"It was awesome." Donnie grinned, showing that cute little gap I loved so much.
With a small chuckle, I took a bit of my Pizza while Leo discussed with Mikey and Raph on were to head next. "I thought you might. You loved it when you were little."
Donnie frowned at this. "I don't recall ever eating this before."
"Oh, you wouldn't." I took another bite. 'You were very young, a baby. It had been only a few hours after you were mutated."
"Really?" he blinked.
I reached out, patting his head. "You see, when I found you, I knew you were getting hungry. I didn't know what turtles ate though, and you weren't exactly a 'normal' turtle. I had some Pizza with me though and I gave you some. You adored it." I grinned.
Donnie smiled a bit. He hadn't heard me talk much about what happened between the time I found him and when I found Splinter, so it was nice to finally learn a bit.
"Oh gosh though, you were so cute as a baby too. You were also picky." I mused, recalling the day I feed Donatello Pizza. He had eaten everything, except the crust.
"Picky?"
"Yeah, you ate everything but the-" I trailed off looking towards the box. There were three pieces of crust still inside as if someone had eaten everything but the pizza's crust. Blinking, I looked to Donnie. "…Are those your crust pieces?"
"Yeah." He shrugged calmly.
"You picky turtle!" I cackled, throwing my head back to laugh at the sky.
"W-What?" he stammered, confused.
"You did the exact same thing as a baby! You ate everything but the crust." I announced, pointing to him. "Did you even try it?"
"…It seems gross." He pouted, his cheeks flushing a bit from the embarrassment.
"Picky." I accused him. "You haven't even tried it yet you call it gross. You did the same thing then too." I covered my mouth and laughed.
"I'm not being picky." He huffed
"Did you try it?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
He stared at me for a while, his mouth opened ever so slightly as he tried to come up with a reply. Coming up with nothing, he looked away, his cheeks a bright shade of red.
"…No."
"P.I.C.K.Y." I spelled poking his cheek. He swatted my hand away. "Picky! Picky!' I repeated as I began to chase him.
"Am not! Get away!' he laughed as I began to tickle his sides. Running for his brothers he pushed pass them and onto the next building to escape.
"You can't out run me Donatello!" I laughed leaping over the building edge and onto the next building with him.
"Hey!" I heard Leonardo call behind me. "Wait for us!
"I LOVE IT UP HERE!" Mikey cheered as he jumped into the air.
We chased each other across the roofs after that. At some point I suppose I was tagged as 'it' and chased them for a good half a mile, poking and jobbing at their sides to get them to laugh.
One point during the night, Donatello had lost track of where I was, giving me the perfect chance to sneak up on him. Since he was distracted by looking at his brother I rushed forward from his other side, leaning closer to him.
"Picky." I whispered creepily into his ear.
Squeaking in shock, he stumbled back. "Mom!" He whined when his brothers laughed mockingly at him.
Covering my mouth to giggle, I held my hand out to him. Pouting, he took it anyway and we jumped across the next roof together.
We had been out there for at least an hour and 30 minutes, jumping, leaping, laughing and just having fun. I showed the boys all my favorite spots to go sight seeing.
I wanted to show them the Statue of Liberty, but it would have taken too long to get there and get back, and no one wanted to face an angry Splinter.
So I promised them I would it to them another night, when we had more time.
Trailing behind the four, I felt myself stand tall with pride as the slide to a stop together, landing in a perfect line and staring out towards the city together.
The tails of their headbands waved dramatically in the wind, making me swoon.
My cute yet cool little babies. They were so… Cuol. No, that sounds weird. Cote? Coolte? Yeah no. Ah, I'll think of somethin' later.
"Alright guys." Leo began with a content sigh. "It's getting late, we should probably start heading back."
"Aww." His brothers sighed at their oldest brother, not wishing to head back to the sewers.
"Lame." Mikey whined, slouching forward sadly. Chuckling, I reached out and petted his head.
"Well come back out tomorrow night." I assured him.
Perking up, he grinned at me. "Can we see the Statue of Liberta?" he asked.
"Liberty." I corrected.
"Right." He nodded thoughtfully, his eyes wide from the buzz of the night.
"Guys, look at that!" Donatello suddenly gasped, making us pause. Glancing back at him we could see he was pointing over the side of the building at something. Intrigued I stepped forward and followed his finger.
Below us two people were walking on the other side of the street, most likely heading home.
One of them was a middle-aged man with orange hair while his companion was a young teenager.
She had orange hair up in a ponytail and light blue eyes.
"She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Donatello began to drool dreamily. My eyes widened.
I looked back and forth from the girl to Donatello.
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh! Donatello had his first crush! KYAH! That is so cute!
Hmm… his first crush? With a teenage Human girl?
Well, I've never been one to judge love, and I can already feel myself beginning to ship them. So…
Back to squealing! KYAH!
"Isn't she the only girl you've ever seen?' Raphael question. He paused, thinking his words over. "Oh um, besides mom of course." He corrected himself.
My third oldest glanced at me. "Oh well, you're beautiful too mom, but she… she's gorgeous." He looked back at her, his tone back to that dreamy gaze.
Aww, he called me pretty, and the 'gorgeous' part definitely proved my son had a crush on that girl.
…Was it love at first sight?
That is so precious! Like one of those Fairy Tales except… y'know, Donatello's a turtle and that girl is a human. Would this be considered something along the lines of the Princess and the frog, or Beauty and the Beast?
I'm not saying Donatello is ugly or anything. He is actually super, uber cute, but some might not see him as such.
So would it be a mix of those stories? Hmm, I'll think of it more later.
"What ever braniack, lets go." Raphael shoved him forward, much to Donatello's protest.
We all began to walk away when the sound of a large screech caught my attention. Pausing I moved back to the roof edge to peek over it. My eyes widened when a large white van pulled out in front of the man and the girl, five men, who I couldn't really get a good look, jumping out.
The man gasped, holding his arm out protectively over, who I assumed to be his daughter.
Donatello must have heard the screech too and was at my side. "We have to help them!" he gasped.
Leo grabbed his arms. "Master Splinter's instructions were very clear." He reminded us. "We're suppose to stay away from people… and bathrooms." He brought his hands to his chests, staring up the sky wearily.
….Yup, adding that to the cutest things Leonardo has ever done.
"I thought you wanted to be a hero?" Raphael demanded. "Since when do heroes ask for permission?"
My attention turned back to what was going on down below. The men had surrounded the two citizens, one knocking the father out.
"DAD!" the girl cried in terror.
Something about the girl's cry struck something within me.
My brain flashed to a point in my past. It was when my mother had left and my father had been arrested. My current guardian was my older brother.
"Arinna, stay behind me." My brother commanded, hiding me behind him.
"But-"
"No buts!" he snapped, pushing me back as a few gang members approached.
"We warned you." One seethed. "You don't pay up for protection money, we'll make you pay."
"The hard way." Another added.
"We don't need you freaks protecting us." My brothers scowled.
"Who said we would be protecting you from others? You would be paying to be protected FROM us." The leader cackled.
It had been an unfair fight. 6 against one. My brother could have taken them, but he got hurt protecting me.
When one goon tried to grab me, my brother rushed forward. The man saw him coming and swung a metal pip at his gut.
The air was knocked out of him and the other five were on him. Kicking and punching him till he could barely even move. I tried to help, but one held me back, making me watch.
Leaving him collapsed and broken, the 6 gang members strolled off calmly, saying they would return to finish the job if my brother didn't give them their money soon.
My brother had to go to the hospital after that.
I remembered I had called for my brother, just as that girl was doing now for her dad.
"VINCENT!"
My scream of my brother's name echoed in my mind.
"Well I'm going-" Donatello had turned to leave, but jumped when I rushed forward, leaping over the side of the building to the ground below.
"M-Mom?!" they four gasped at my sudden actions.
"Wait up!" Raphael and Donatello jumped after me, Michelangelo not far behind. Looking over his shoulder once, Leo let out a soft sight before leaping towards the ground.
When I reached the ground I rushed forward. I could see the one of the attackers had already thrown the girl's dad into the van and they were beginning to drag her near it to.
Without slowing down I rushed forward, slamming straight into the man holding the girl.
With her hands suddenly released she stumbled forward, looking over her shoulder in shock. "What?" she gasped. Her eyes widened as she watched me grab the man's hand, flipping him over my shoulder.
…This guy was really heavy compared to how skinny he looked.
As if it hadn't fazed him at all, the man rose to his feet turning to him.
"Go!" I yelled to the girl. "Get out of here."
She nodded weakly, but her legs shook violently, keeping her in place. She froze up.
Great.
"Never mind, stay there." I pointed to her, rolling my hands into fists and facing them attacker. He lunged forward but I was too quick and leapt to the right.
Punching the man hard in the gut, I blinked and shook my hand a bit when I stepped back. It didn't feel like I had hit skin, it felt like I had punched metal.
Looking forward, the hunched man slowly rose, revealing his face.
I gasped.
I-It couldn't be!
This man… this was one of the men that had attacked Splinter 15 years ago!
"Y-You-" I stammered in shock. His face hadn't changed; he even wore the exact same suit from 15 years ago. How was this possible? What was going on?!
Lifting his hand, the man brought it down hard against my cheek, hitting me back into the girl. We both fell to the ground, shocking the girl out of her frozen state.
"Are you-"
"Fine. Come on." I yanked her to the feet.
"Watch out!" she cried.
Whirling around, I ducked just in time when the attacker tried to hit me again. "Back off!" I snapped, kicking my foot against his chest. Using his chest as leverage I lifted my other foot up and slammed it against his skull knocking him back. That seemed to finally stun him enough to fall backwards and have trouble getting up.
With a huff I turned around and looked towards my sons.
What in the-
From the looks of things it seemed like they were attacking themselves more then their opponents.
"Boys?! What are you doing- AH!" I screamed when Leo began to stab his Katanas forward against one of the suited men, but Raphael landed in front of him.
Leo's Katanas implanted against Raphael's shell, making the red-banded turtles blink in surprise.
"What the-" he barely got out before the suited guy hit him.
"Leo!" I screamed. He jumped, looking towards me, realizing what he had done.
"I-I didn't mean to!" he cried out with a nervous look. I didn't have much time to talk to him before I heard the girl call behind me.
"Let me go!" she screamed when one of the remaining suit guys had lifted her onto his shoulder.
Donatello rushed forward, hitting the guy from behind. From the quick attack the girl was thrown into the air and landed into Donatello's arms.
He sighed in relief, smiling down her.
Uh-oh. Donatello you're… remember that you're a turtle honey!
Blinking, she looked up at him wearily. "…AHH!" she screamed at the sight of him.
"Ahh!" he screamed back, dropping her and stepping back. Breathing heavily, the girl gawked at him.
"I-It's okay!" Donatello lifted his hands up. "We're the good guys." His voice was soothing as he held out a helping hand.
Staring at it hesitantly, she glanced back at the approaching attackers. She must have realized Donatello was in fact trying to save her from the men who attacked her and hesitantly reached out for him.
It was a really sweet moment actually. I would have taken a picture or something if Mikey hadn't chose then to swing his nun chucks, smacking Donatello right in the face.
Blinking in surprise, my third oldest glared at Michelangelo angrily, neither of them seeing the upcoming attack.
"Boys!' I yelled as they were knocked backwards into a few trashcans.
Narrowing my eyes I looked towards the girl to see her being tossed into the van with her Father. Rushing forward, I couldn't help but wish I had brought my Bow with me so I could take out the tires, but I would just have to make do with something else.
…Something extremely stupid and should never be repeated by children, elderly, or anyone at all for that matter.
I grabbed onto the hood of the van, hoisted myself up, and held on for dear life as it began to speed away.
"MOM!" I heard Raphael scream from behind me. It quickly died out as we turned the corner.
I shrieked when I was almost flung of but held on tightly. None of them seemed to realize I was holding and kept driving straight, making it easier for me to stay on.
Pulling myself up a bit, I carefully let go with one arm to reach into my pocket. If I could just find a few of my throwing stars…
The car suddenly made a sharp turn to the right, knocking my forward a bit. Almost falling off from the front of the van, I was able to look in through the driver's window.
A normal looking man sat at the driver's seat, shocked when my face suddenly came into view. He screamed in surprise.
I screamed with him, but not for the reasons you think.
Next to him, one of the suited men was sitting in the passenger seat.
Half of his face was gone, peeled off from the battle before. Below I could see a glowing pinkish-purple eye and metal skin.
He was a robot?!
The man at the wheel turned the car wildly in attempts to shack me off. Still screaming horrified at the sight of the robot man I didn't have time to prepare my self and was thrown off the van and into a curb.
I gagged when I hit the cement, feeling the wind knocked out of me as I rolled over to my side. Struggling for breath, I forced my self to look towards the street, blurrily seeing the van disappear into the distance.
Yeah, jumping onto the roof of a moving vehicle, not my best idea. But… what was with that guy?! We were fighting robots back there?!
After a few seconds I was able to calm my breathing enough for me to focus on my surroundings.
Lifting myself up, I groaned, my ribs aching from the fall. Looking up, I frowned to find that the van was gone, along with that girl and her father.
"Mom!" perking up, I looked back the way I came to see Leonardo rushing towards me. Falling to his knees mid run and sliding to me, he grabbed my shoulders, his eyes wide with worry.
"Are you okay? You didn't get hurt right?"
I blinked at him, nodding. "I'm alright. Just a few scratches." I mumbled, looking back down the street where the van had fled. Leo helped my to my feet and let me lean against him for a few seconds until I was able to stand on my own again.
Frowning sadly, I looked towards Donatello, who was staring at the same place the van had gone.
"I'm sorry Donatello." I apologized, making him jump. "I let them get away."
Surprised, he titled his head. "Wha- No! No way Mom, it's not your fault." He said quickly.
"Yeah, you beat those guys up awesomely." Raphael agreed, making me chuckle.
"It was us that failed. We weren't working together as a team." Leo lowered his head in defeat. "I'm sorry Mother."
Oh Leo, you know I can't stand it when you do that.
Reaching forward, I grabbed Leo's chin and lifted it a bit so I could kiss his forward. He looked up at me, his eyes wide, looking lost and beaten.
"It is alright. This was your first actual battle since your training." I said. "I never expected you to be 100 percent perfect. Plus-" I frowned. "Those men, weren't exactly normal opponents." I flashed back to what I saw in the van.
That man had half of his face gone, and below it, was all-metal. Was he a robot?
That would actually make more sense then trying to explain how he felt no pain or why he looked exactly like the men from 15 years ago.
"Yeah." Raph growled. "What was up with those guys? It's like they didn't feel pain."
"I'm starting to think they didn't." Donatello murmured rubbing his chin.
"We should head back to Splinter." Leo concluded, looking back at me. I nodded in agreement, scanning over the faces of my three sons.
…Three sons?
"Boys." I narrowed my eyes at them. Sensing my 'you are so in trouble' voice, they stiffened.
"Y-Yes?"
"Where is your brother?" I hissed darkly.
Looking around wildly, they cringed to find that Michelangelo was not with them.
"He… probably fell behind." Raphael muttered, rubbing the back of his head.
"Or got lost." Donatello clamped his hand over his mouth but the damaged had already been done.
"You let him get lost?!" I barked at them.
"N-No! Of course not!" Leo sent Donatello a small glare. "He's probably right behind us."
"Dudes! Dudes!" as if right on cue, Michelangelo scrambled towards us from around the corner.
"See." Leo, Donnie, and Raph smiled innocently.
"You're never going to believe this!" Mikey ran straight towards me, almost barreling over my when he leapt into my arms. "T-That dude, he had a brain!" He screamed, shacking my shoulders.
…. Hmm…. Uh… Okay yeah, my brain is at a lost for a reply.
"We all have brains Mikey." Leo explained with a blank and tired face. He really didn't want to deal with Michelangelo's wild imagination today.
"Not all of us." Donatello pointed his finger upward with a dignified look.
"In our chests?!" the youngest of the four wailed, motioning to his own.
Oh, well, this is a new one.
"No Mikey, not in our chests." Leo sighed.
"You're not listening to me!" Mikey screamed.
Leo quickly reached out, smacking his younger brother across the face in hopes to calm him down.
"Leo." I scolded, making him flinched.
However, regardless of what my oldest just did, I had to admit… Mikey's expression right now was adorable!
Lifting his hands up, eyes wide with shock, Mikey narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Did you just slap me?"
"I was calming you down!"
"How would that calm me down?!" he demanded, more panicked then ever.
His eyes were wide with pure terror; something that I only saw when my youngest had nightmares.
"Honey." I said quickly, stepped forward to cup his cheek. "Calm down, it is okay. Now, tell us what happened." I said soothingly.
"I think he's delusional." Donatello whispered behind me to Raphael, who nodded in agreement.
"J-Just-" he tugged on my hand a bit. "Come here." He began to pull me back to where he came. "I'm telling you. The big guy was a robot and he had a freak weird alien brain thing in his chest!" Mikey explained quickly, tugging me down the street to where he must have encountered the man. "You've got to believe me!" he begged.
"I'm not sure we do." Raphael grumbled.
Wait… did he say… robot?
Tightening my grip on Mikey's hand I followed willingly. I had to see this for myself.
"Oh yeah?" Mikey used his free hand to point to his older brother. "Well you'll change your tune when you see he's-" trailing off when we turned into a dead end, Mikey's gawked at the empty section. "Gone?!" he gasped.
Looking for any sign of weird robot alien brain things, I looked at my youngest, who was stunned for words.
To be honest, this whole situation reminded me of 15 years ago; when those suited men attacked Splinter and me.
In only seconds they had disappeared, leaving no trace that they had been there. So if we were dealing with the same guys from before, then it wasn't unlikely that this sort of thing would happen.
Not to mention… with what happened back at the van, it was completely possible.
Looking to his brothers, they all stared at their little brother blankly before turning to leave.
"Guys-" he whimpered out. "I'm telling you the truth."
"Let it go Mikey, we're not in the mood." Leo called over his shoulder.
Frowning, he turned to me. "You believe, don't you Mom?" he asked softly. Seeing that I was still staring into the alleyway, he tilted his head. "Mom?"
Slowly looking to him, I blinked. "…I believe you." I said softly.
Wahoo! Part three is done! :D Sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors I miss. I spell check this and re-read at least three times before I post anything new yet I always manage to miss something -_-
Anyway, please review! :D