The Missing Year
This is a crossover between TMNT and the Guardians of the Galaxy. For the most part the references to the Marvel Universe will not be too in-depth, as will references to Guardian characters, this story will mainly be focused around the turtles. Leo will be the predominant focus of this story as per usual, but don't worry although not featured right away Raph, Mikey and Donnie with their winning charm and charisma will come into play
The story is split up into sections.
Disclaimer: Hello as usual I do not own TMNT or it's characters. Even sadder I do not own Guardians of the galaxy or any of the references made to their characters or universe. This is an AU, based off a few pounders I had left over from my story finding Leo. Sadly neither Swift nor the 'space pirates' will be featured in this story.
I am trying some experimental strategies, mainly in structure please let me know what you think. Like I said this story is on the experimental side so there will be a time shift later on. Also the story is split into sections, I am currently still working on section two so I really have no clue how many sections there will be. If you have any comments, concerns or recommendations please let me know. I would be thrilled. I honestly have no clue what you think of my writing unless you let me know so please do. But I am not fireproof so please avoid flames.
Part One
Chapter One
A light flickered in the far corner of the hulk of the ship. The small boy watched it passively as he listened from his bed to the sounds of the ship he had grown much accustomed to in the last few months. Leaning his head back against the cold wall he could feel the energy of the ship passing through the metal. The feel and sound of the life stream of the metal beast was as familiar as that of his own heartbeat. He often fell asleep to the hum of the ship. At first it was foreign, freighting and strange. He wasn't used to being so far away from home, not used to being dependent on technology for life. It was unnatural. It was unnatural there was no other way to put it, it was unnatural to be in space. To be in a spaceship surrounded by these scavengers, alone except for these strangers. Depended on the filtered air, gravity and life support systems of the metal ship. It was like something out of science fiction. Yet his whole life had a chapter out of science fiction. At least he could take comfort in the familiarity of the oddity. He had after all not grown up in the most conventional way. Before space, before this unnatural life dependent on life support systems, and rocket projectiles, before his life was in the hands of roaming thieves; he had lived in the sewers. It hadn't been the most ideal life, but he was happy. Actually he had been very happy. Back then his whole world made sense, he knew exactly who he was, what he wanted and what his role was in life. Now. He had no clue. He had lost his home, his family. He had been taken from all he knew. He had been taken from his planet! Everything was new and alien to him. He knew nothing. He was learning everything over again. He was trying to be brave, trying to be strong. But as time passed, things were less terrifying. The unknown soon became exciting rather than frightening. But worse than being afraid of a world you didn't know, was growing accustomed and forgetting the world once known to you. The longer he was gone, the more natural this felt to him. The more attached he grew to his jailers. But worst of all, the longer his was gone, the more he grew accustomed to the absence of his family. He could only help but wonder where they thought he was, what had happened to him. He wondered if stopped looking for him, if they thought him dead. Tears welled up in his eyes at the thought. He grabbed his knees and pulled them to his chest, letting his tears flow down. He let out a teary sob as he began to hum rocking back and forth, back and forth. He was nearly asleep when a furry hand settled on his shoulder jolted him out of his near slumber.
"Hey, whatcha doing pint sized?" Fury said coming to crotch down next to the four by three basket that served as his bed. The human sized fox usually towered far over the boy, but despite his fierce features, tough nature, swift tongue, and stinging wit; the skilled swordsman had a soft spot for his little ankle biters. A frown settled on his triangular face as his electric green eyes scanned the younger's face. With the sleeve of his faded and patched light green overalls he wiped away the tears from the young ones face. The fox let out a sigh as he settled down and pulled the eight year old boy into his lap.
There once was a young boy from cities tall
How did he know that he would fall
He came to know the starry sky
And bid the world he knew goodbye
He danced with fire, and played with rain
Thought his life was filled with pain
But with time he learned the happy days of his past
Would not be his last
The boy snuggled deeper into the red fur fighting back tears as he listened to the choppy yet oddly soothing tune. He trusted Fury with his life, and had no problem showing his weaknesses around the humanoid fox.
"There there appetizer" he smiled putting the young boy back into the makeshift bed that had once been a laundry basket. The mutant let out a sigh as a sad but contented smile spread across his face. "I promise things will get better. Don't fear my little turtle."