Welcome to my brand new fanfic, which I got the idea from fooling around with a bunch of RotTMNT quizzes! Yes I am a big fan of the show and the movie and I am a huge supporter of the #saverottmnt movement (RotTMNT fans be heard!) and I am so sorry if I'm barely making any sense but I am just really in love with the show right now and I wish I got into the franchise with the show sooner! And I'm sorry for the lengthy title, but I'm sorry not sorry here. Cause trust me, I've seen anime titles that are way more lengthy.

Anyway, enjoy! Next part of the prologue should be out in a few weeks!


"So what're we doing tonight?" I heard Cora ask over the chatter of the numerous students in the many hallways as I absentmindedly closed my locker door.

It had been another tiring day at school and I felt like I really needed a break, but who could relax when there's four more tests coming up this week?

I tiredly tilted my head to the left and saw her and my other friend Kirosa (who was looking at her phone as always) walking towards me. Seeing them sparked a little bit of energy in me, since maybe I could get some real excitement after the first batch of tests this week. I ran over wearing my backpack and my jacket tied around my waist as Kirosa said, "Eh, probably another a'noon at Melissa's Net Cafe." The a'noon was a little bit of slang the three of us made up the three of us made up. It was silly but we liked it.

"Hey guys," I called to them excitedly. Cora looked up and waved excitedly, while Kirosa gave a casual wave. Typical.

"Hey, you wanna hang out at Melissa's today? Ki's treating," Cora said excitedly. Cora was her short nickname of Coraline at school after her favorite horror novel; her real name was Corkiss, which even she thought was ridiculous.

"No thanks," I declined politely. "You know we have our next tests tomorrow, and you know how I am about exams even if they're small."

Cora looked a little crestfallen while Ki smirked and said, "Come on girl, you need to know how to unwind and relax a little bit, you know?"

I tried not to roll my eyes. Ki and I had had this conversation lots of times whenever we had exams on the way, even if they were just remedial. Sometimes there just isn't time to hang around when there's more important things to do like studying, ya know?

Cora must've noticed, because she put her arm around me and said, "Don'tcha worry. Doctor Flutter Wings'll be here to give you a hand if you need it."

"Yeah, with your therapy so delicate whoever you're attending to falls asleep," Ki smirked. Ki especially loved to tease us with her chill attitude and smirks, and she wasn't even looking up from her phone. Typical.

And I didn't even have time to think about it because Cora was giving me the puppy eyes. I groaned and said, "Fine." Why did they have to know so much about me including the fact that I'm a sucker for cute stuff including the puppy eyes?

"Great!" Cora said excitedly, releasing her arm around me while Ki finally put away her phone. My friends were certainly something else, especially when it came to us hanging out. but I didn't have much time to think about it. I told them I'd just do my usual stuff after school (take my backpack home, let my mom know I'm still alive, and then meet them at the cafe until 5 (5 was the start of my curfew)). Then I went outside and grabbed my bike, and I left the school behind me as I started to pedal through the busy streets of New York City.


I was very careful with how I biked through the streets. There had been a heavy rain earlier today and I didn't want to slip, otherwise my super overprotective mother would be ten steps ahead of me with her personal first-aid kit (even though I already had one).

I sighed, thinking about my parents and my life now. All my life I seemed to be a bit of the family's black sheep, because my dad was the family's mathematician and scientist who was teaching far away (or so I hoped he was) and my mom was a doctor. Me? I wanted to be an artist, or a scientist, or even the leader of something. Anything besides a mathematician. Anything that could even help change the world. But would my mom let me pursue any of that? Not really, because she's afraid of the decisions I could make along the way.

Again, I sighed. I loved my mom a lot, but sometimes she'll need to let me go soon. I just wanted to pursue my own likes and dreams. Not to mention I had my other problems besides that. We barely spend time together anymore, except when we visited Dad in every country he was teaching in…atleast we used to until three years ago.

The sound of a weird buzzing interrupted my thoughts and snapped me back to reality. Only then did I realize I was in the darkest alleyways of the city, and there was only the weird buzzing sound and the occasional squeaking of rats.

My dad used to say my mind tended to wander, and that was exactly what had happened. I didn't know how exactly I ended up here without crashing, but that didn't matter right now. I was getting annoyed from all the buzzing, so I looked behind me and gasped. It was a huge dark green mosquito with purple wings and eyes and a bigger than usual needle; and it was twice as big as the average one. It buzzed loudly into my ear and I was sweating with fear because the one thing that struck out to me the most was its huge vemon sac weighing it down. It was filled with green stuff that I did not want to find out what it was about. I figured this was the kind I couldn't kill with a double slap of my hands.

Worst of all, it was chasing me as if I was its next victim, and I would be if I didn't shake it. I needed to get out of the alleyways and into the city, but there wasn't enough time to find a good escape route. Instead I just kept cycling with no end, hoping to escape.

Nope. The mosquito didn't stop and when I had a few seconds to catch my breath it was difficult to not panic a little. On the way I had to ditch my bike and my bag for the load losing, and what did I do? I ran into a stupid corner.

I was too scared to think. That dumb mosquito would suck its poison into me any minute and here I was. Cornered.

So this is how I die, I thought. A dumb mosquito injects its poison into my body and kills me in an instant. I'm starting to think shrinking back to child-size would be so much better!

The buzzing got louder the closer the bug got. I knew it was coming. I closed my eyes and braced for impact. If I was going to die by the bite of an insect, I at least wanted to not see it and have it be quick and painless. Okay maybe it'd be a little painful.

I couldn't comprehend what happened next, and not just because my eyes were closed. All I heard were fighting noises and definitely noises of weapons (not guns thankfully, probably just staffs and swords (how could they get those?)) being used to kill something.

"Well, looks our work here is done boys," a tough-guy voice said, probably the leader. "Let's get out of here before this girl opens her eyes and freaks out at us."

After those long, never ending seconds of horror audio and ear-bleeding and just two bits of dialogue (terrifying, I know), I dared open my eyes just a cinch, just in time to see three differently shaped figures (the alley wasn't very well lit from all the tall buildings) jump almost effortlessly onto the roof of the building to the left. One of the figures had stayed behind and he was walking right towards me. I shut my eyes again and braced myself, shaking like a leaf, expecting something to start hurting and bleeding.

Instead I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I finally managed to open my eyes again; but again, dimly lit, so I couldn't see him except for his emerald green eyes, and I gulped nervously.

"Hey, it's okay. Everything's cool," he said softly. His voice was gentle, yet sounded young with a sense of optimism and cockiness. "Just slow down and breathe. You're out of the danger now. Can you see me?"

I shook my head and felt the hand coming off my shoulder. "Good. Just slow down and breathe, okay?" I could just barely see him stepping backwards.

"And slow down on the shaking. It could rattle you to death, you know?"

I tried not to roll my eyes as he jumped onto the roof to the left to join the others. "W-wait!" I called a few moments later, finally finding my voice. "I want to thank you!"

I ran out of the alley to try and find him, but he was gone.

How could a guy like him just disappear? I thought, frowning. I shrugged and decided to get going and find my abandoned stuff, when I saw my backpack and bike parked right outside of the alleyway.

I frowned for a minute then shrugged. Maybe one way the guy figured he could be nice was to return my stuff. However he knew it was mine I guess I'll never know.

My phone vibrated and I took it out, but not before mentally slapping myself for not realising sooner that I could've called someone for help. But then again, who would've I called? Pest control?

My phone vibrated again and I opened my phone to my latest message, which was from Ki.

Ki: Girl, where are you?! We've been waiting forever!
Ki:

I sighed. Ki had a very short line of patience and temper. It was lucky we had Cora to keep her under control and her Doctor Flutter Wings act. I just typed in reply:

Me: Huge (mosquito emoji) chased me into the alley 😱

Ki: Really? Lamest excuse ever
Cora: Maybe send a picture? You know I ❤️🐞

I knew what Cora meant to say was that she loved bugs, so I shrugged and texted, "Sure". I changed my phone's app to Camera, aimed it at the mosquito to get a good shot…and then I was quickly reminded of that traumatising encounter as I saw the mosquito's corpse, its green venom spilled out of its burst sac.

I couldn't take it anymore. I held my head as I began to feel dizzy, dropping my phone, my ears started ringing, my legs started wobbling…

…and then I fainted.


The blue-clad teenager jumped up onto the next roof to follow his brothers, the image of the teenage girl stuck in his mind. As he ran, he heard her voice calling out to him to come back because she wanted to thank him, but he knew he could never show his true face to humans. Luck was on his side since he was able to comfort the shaking girl without her seeing what he really was. She was just so scared he had to do something. He didn't need much light to see the fear and terror and trauma in her hazel-brown eyes, her amber-brown hair, her fair-as-sunset skin, her…

He shook his head. The last thing he needed was to start crushing on a teenage human girl he barely even knew.

Crushing? Get a grip 'nardo, he thought, trying to stay focused and his thoughts intact. There's no way you're doing that. You're a champion, not a lover or however it goes.

He jumped down from the building and landed in another alleyway. His brothers were already far ahead and he needed to catch up the easiest way.

He pulled out one of the katanas on his back and focused on its energy. He swung it in the air and then in front of him, creating a blue portal big enough for him to jump through. The portal landed him into his home's kitchen, where his little orange-clad brother Mikey was eating a slice of pizza.

"Hey Leo," Mikey greeted him cheerfully.

"Hey Mikey," Leo said a little tiredly, absentmindedly grabbing a slice of pizza and taking a bite.

"Say, where'd you run off to earlier? We had to head back to the lair without you."

"One of my swords fell into a bush and I had to get it." Leo took another bite out of his slice.

"…you're acting weird. You okay?"

"Yeah I'm just tired. I'm going to my room."

As Leo went into his room, he looked around and then shoved the curtain to the side, enclosing him and his room from the others. He put away his katanas and lay down on the bed.

That girl's image had been stuck in his head the entire afternoon. But there was no way it was cause of what what he thought it was, or what his brothers would think it was. No way. Though, why would he feel these overwhelming emotions towards someone he never knew and just saw? And why had he comforted her when he saw her in fear?

The more he tried to push it out of his mind, the more he thought about it. He just couldn't get her out of his head. For some reason the way she was in fear made him feel the same way…what were these feelings anyway?…

He lay down in silence, already formulating a plan to talk to her again. Maybe he could spot her outside somehow on his patrol. If he got lucky, he'd spot her on first or after a few tries and talk to her again but he'd still have to stay in the shadows.

Being a teenage mutant ninja turtle like the rest of his brothers he had quite the advantage of staying hidden. Almost no human knew about him and his brothers, but this would have to be between just him and her. His brothers would tease him nonstop if they ever found out he talked to a teenage girl he just met.

This would have to wait for tonight's patrol.


Main Character's POV (not revealing her name yet haha 😏):

When I woke up after who knows how long, my head was throbbing and my knees were slightly aching. I looked at them and cringed at the wounds, the small strips of blood, and the little pebbles stuck in it.

After cleaning myself off with the stuff in my personal first-aid kit (my mom makes me bring it everywhere), I looked at my phone and almost dropped it again. It was 5 PM and I still had a 5 minute ride home to go through (though judging by the distance from the alleyway to home it was probably longer). I quickly got on my bike with my phone in my backpack and cycled home as fast as I could.


The moment I was home in our apartment on the sixth floor of the building (I was so glad we hadn't moved out yet because of "the fact that I might jump off the balcony in boredom" (what did I say about my mom?)), I was anticipating my mom's jumpscare and usual whirlwind of questions of "Why are you late? Did you lose something?" and "Did you get hurt? What did I tell you about the first-aid kit?" and "Did something happen with your bike? Did you fall off it again?". It's really annoying that my mom keeps micromanaging me. I'm not a baby anymore; she should know that!

Anyway, it was quite surprising that she wasn't around, so I figured I had the place to myself for a while. I locked the front door and went to my room, then I locked that door too, just to be safe.

My room wasn't too big or too small, just the medium size that I liked. My bed was next to the balcony that took up the entire wall from across (closed off with glass doors) with a bit of distance (that way I could see New York City right from my bed), with the closet right across the room from it. Next to that was my study desk on wheels, stocked with my extra books on top, my music player, my can of pens and pencils, my desk lamp that I always kept clean, and my calculator and microscope in a corner. My calendar was above the bed pinned onto my board just in case I needed to make a few tweaks to my schedule or write any new events.

My favorite parts of the room were the balcony and (of course) the fairy lights everywhere. A teenage girl's room isn't complete without the latter. I put my backpack down on the side of the bed and texted my mom that I was home. She said there was leftover sinigang from last night's dinner if she came home late (again; she works so hard to get stuff done and earn some keep with dad gone) so I should finish my homework and make myself comfy. I rolled my desk over to the balcony outside, turned on my study music with my earphones on, and finished my homework in an hour.

It usually takes me less than an hour to finish my homework, but even with the music I couldn't help but think about the mosquito that had chased me. While it was hideous and scared me to death, its anatomy was remarkable and quite unusual for an NYC mosquto. I almost wished I had a test tube and dropper on me at that time so I could find it again and get a sample of its green "stuff", then figure out its properties with my microscope. My mom often said when I was busy with science that I was "just like my father." No offense intended to her, but most of the time I wish she wasn't so patronising.

I grabbed my journal and a pencil from my bag and began to write the following:

Today after 🏫 as I 🚴 ️🏬 (sometimes I draw instead of writing words when I can), I ran into an unexceptional mosquito that could very well change what we know about them.

I almost erased that part out. I tended to get dramatic with my writing, and sometimes it's a little weird. But I decided not to and drew a picture of the mosquito entirely out of memory.

This is what its appearance was like, I wrote as fast as I could. I was careful not to scribble in a way that it would be unreadable. It was quite hideous and almost scared me to death (😱 ️), but it was also quite fascinating. Its green venom was quite a curiosity too…I almost wish I got a sample. 🔬 Though for all we know, it could have been acidic or worse. So it would've required an extraction of an expert…like my dad.

I stopped writing for a moment and almost let the tears fall. I hadn't seen my dad in three years; it was so weird when he just stopped inviting us to wherever his lab was for a holiday. I knew he was a busy man with all the universities and colleges he was teaching at and how busy he was with his encrypted work, but I couldn't help but worry. If it wasn't for the assumption that if someone didn't come home after a year with no communication with anyone they were dead, I wouldn't be so worried. I shook my head and kept writing.

The chances are slim, but I'll be prepared to find another one. I'll be sure to bring a test tube this time…I'll be ready for it.

I shut my journal and pushed my desk back into my room as the skies began to darken. Night-time was coming pretty fast, and my mom would be home soon. I cleaned up the place and studied for my next tests when I was done. When my mom still didn't come home, I tried to call her but then she called me, saying traffic was horrible again, she'd be home in a moment and she told me to eat ahead of her.

As much as my mom's overprotective nature annoyed me, I loved her as much as I should. She just wants me to be safe and what's best for me, and that's all. I just wish she'd tone it down a little because I am not a baby anymore. I just replied, "Sure. Stay safe."

When it was time to sleep later (I was already ready) and mom still wasn't home, I gave her another text and she said she was in front of the building and I should get to bed. I was wondering a little bit if I was getting as worried about her as she is about me, but I quickly pushed the thought out of my mind. Tomorrow was the next batch of tests and I needed as much rest as possible. I brushed my teeth, reviewed my test notes in my head again, and went to sleep.


Leo's POV (will now be writing this in first person):

I grabbed my swords on the way out and put them into the sheaths on my shell. I wasn't gonna tell anyone where I was going, not that it mattered anyway; they were all passed out from the hard day. This was my chance to find her, talk to her once, and then forget this all happened.

I sighed gently as I took out one of my swords. It was a little hard to believe that this would be the first and last time I'd get to talk to an amazing girl. Maybe I could meet up with her in secret somehow, or we could exchange notes. Anything for us to get a talk with each other.

Still a little confused about my current feelings, I prepared to head out for patrol. It was my turn tonight, so I couldn't have been luckier. I created a portal with my sword and appeared on top of a rooftop to start patrolling. I could already tell this was going to take a while, so I had to hurry up and find her. I ran off and started searching through NYC.


MC's POV:

I didn't know for how long I had been asleep when I woke up suddenly. I don't know what got me to wake up, but I did, and I couldn't get back to sleep immediately. Deciding I probably needed some fresh air, I walked to my balcony, opened the doors, and walked outside onto it smiling. Lately I had been so busy I hadn't gotten a chance to get outside like this. I stretched my arms and breathed in the cold, fresh air. I almost strained my eyes to see the stars, but in the city that never sleeps that's almost impossible. I could only see the bright moon, but that was enough. New York City was always beautiful at night. As a very busy person, it was hard to believe I had still remembered what this felt like.

My tranquil thoughts were interrupted when I saw someone running along the rooftops. I rubbed my eyes in confusion, then my mouth fell open. That was definitely someone running along the rooftops like a skilled ninja.

I was more than surprised to see such a sight; it was definitely photograph-worthy. I quietly snuck into my room, grabbing my phone and tablet. I made sure the flashes were off and snapped some quick pictures as the figure stood on top of a rooftop, almost completely still except for its head slowly turning occasionally, as if they were searching for something…or even someone. When they almost glanced my way I snuck as quickly and as quietly as I could into the shadows of my room until I was sure the figure was gone.

When all was quiet and still I stared at the photos I had taken. Forget about sleeping…this was quite the find.


And now that I've finally gotten this first chapter finished and out, I can finally get back to my work on TGiaTW! I'm currently working on the second part of the prologue though, which is already halfway finished so it should be out soon. Might just take a while to get published.

Anyway, no more news except that school has been half-fun so far, I have a Quotev account (same username as here); will be publishing my stories from this site here, and my YouTube channel (still called AG-13 Studios) is back on. Have a great day, afternoon, or night wherever you're reading this from! 😘