I sat in my tree, crying softly. I really did want a friend, and April had been my best friend. And I even wanted friends of my own species. I sobbed softly, I should just go home. This whole trip had been worthless and made me feel even more miserable.
"Espe?" An unfamiliar voice called. "Espe? Are you there? Can you please answer me? My name is Donatello, I'm one of the turtles you saw earlier. I was the one with the purple mask. Can you answer me Espe?" Donatello asked.
"Purple's for girls." I called softly. The turtle in my direction.
"Oh good, you are here. I was afraid I was talking to myself." Donatello breathed, then realized what I had said. "Hey! Purple's a MAN'S color, it's cool." He told me indignantly. I laughed, and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Can you come down? I'd really like to meet you." He asked, and I bit my lip thoughtfully. I really shouldn't...but when had I ever done what I thought I should? I silently slipped down from the tree, realizing this was becoming a habit. What kind of turtle lived in a tree? I wasn't a really good turtle, was I? I thought grinning.
"OK." I breathed as I stood on the ground.
"It's nice to finally meet you. April was worried about you, you know. She really wants her friend back." Donatello told me softly, trying to play the guilt card.
"I didn't mean to worry her." I murmured, looking down at my toes hoping April would forgive me.
"Would you come with me to see her? Donatello asked carefully.
"No." I shook my head, and something told me someone or something was behind me. I jumped backward into my tree just as a net fell on the place I had just stood.
"Not now Raph!" Donatello shouted.
"She ain't coming unless it's by force." Another turtle snapped, landing beside his brother on the ground. In his hands were two sharp swords, and I gulped in fear. "Yo, Espe, either you come down now or I'll bring you down."
"Only my friends call me Espe. You set me up Donatello, and 'Raph' only wants to hurt me. You will only call me Esperanza. Please leave me alone, I belong here." I called down to the two, fearful of 'Raph' and his sharp little swords.
"Esperanza," Raph sneered. "Good night!" He shouted jumping into the tree and before I could get away from him he slammed the handle of his weapon down on my head. "Night, night." I heard him say as I slipped into unconsciousness.