This is a revised edition of Unexpected Truth. Actually it's a revision in progress. This heading will change when it is complete
I do not own the Ninja Turtles or any respective character that is affiliated with them. I only own the character Nancy, her parents and Mary. Any parts of this story that have similarities to anyone living or dead is completely coincidental.

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The house was a simple one story three bedroom family home. The parents resided in the master, while the only daughter lived in the bedroom in the back. The third room was used as a study for work, or computer activities. It was also partially taken over by the daughter, which will be explained later on. The entryway led to the living room, lightly furnished with a couch, easy chair, a small piano next to a fireplace and a small entertainment center enriched with family photo's around the TV. This was the home of the Summers, has been for the past ten years.

Currently in the kitchen resided the daughter, Nancy. She was turning on the oven, then pushed in a pizza, waiting for the timer. Leaving the kitchen for a moment, Nancy tip toed past her sleeping parent's room and into the study. An open notebook lay upon the computer desk, with a few notes written on the pages. Around the room was pictures of scene from favorite movies, and pictures of a few behind the scene action shots. And Nancy's pride and joy, being only eighteen herself, was a full size stand up cardboard cut out of four turtles, wearing different colored bandana's. Smiling at them Nancy grabbed the notebook and left the room.

Returning to the kitchen Nancy set the notebook down on the counter right in some drops of water. With a scowl, Nancy took her notebook and sat down at the kitchen table. She wrote one more thing down of what she had to get done, and checked on her pizza in the oven. Cheese wasn't quite melted on it so it needed a few more minutes to bake. The timer confirmed Nancy's thought showing there's five minutes left.

Pizza Nancy thought with a smile. The perfect brain food, well perfect since she took the idea from her favorite movie characters, The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The first time she saw the cartoons at age eight, she was hooked. She had almost every single cartoon episode on tape and all three of their movies. Thirteen years later, she still favored those characters and their adventures. Battling against the evil Shredder and the foot, dancing around Rocksteady and Bebop, like those idiots ever had a chance. Lost in thought, Nancy didn't hear the oven timer beeping that it was time to take the pizza out. When the sound registered, Nancy quickly jumped up and pulled the slightly burnt pizza from the oven. Shrugging, she thought 'oh well, extra flavor.'

With a glass of extra chocolate milk, pizza and notebook, Nancy headed back to the living room. She turned on the TV and flipped through the channels while munching on her pizza. When Nancy finished the pizza, she tossed the remote on the couch and rubbed her face sighing. She wrote down one more line in the notebook, tore out the page and put it in her jeans pocket. Nancy sighed again and decided that she needed to get out of the house. Grabbing her jacket and hopping into the car She let he engine roar to life before shifting the gears and heading to Shari's, which was only a few minutes away. Reaching her destination, Nancy glanced at her dashboard, which read, three twenty two. Coming out late wasn't unusual for her, it was a time when she didn't have to worry about crowds of people in the restaurant.

Going inside, Nancy got a small corner booth and ordered a jasmine tea. As she sat back, Nancy pulled her list out of her pocket and glanced it over. 1. Buy some groceries, 2. Make sure to buy pizza, 3. Turn in some job applications. That was all she had currently. Nancy racked her brain, she felt like she was forgetting something. 'Oh well, I'll just sit her and brainstorm.' Nancy's tea was set in front of her and she inhaled the scent, letting it clear her mind for a moment. But something was different tonight, she noticed. There was the feeling of a prickle on the back of her neck, Nancy opened her eyes and glanced behind her. A guy in a booth was sitting there, staring at her, a soft smile on his face. Just what Nancy didn't want was to be picked up on tonight. Nancy glanced at the guy once again. She especially didn't want to get picked up on by an older man. To Nancy's horror, he got up and walked over to her table. Ducking her head, Nancy hoped that he would just walk by. Instead, he stopped and sat down at Nancy's table. Slowly she looked up at him, and found him still smiling at her. Dark hair framed his face, with dark eyes.

"Can I help you?" Nancy asked.

"Yes, in fact. My name is Peter Ford and I have been looking for you."

"Why me?" Nancy asked. She sat back and closed her eyes as he started speaking again.

"I have a problem that I think you can help me out with, you see…" Nancy nodded with her eyes closed but stopped listening to him. 'So much for a relaxing tea. Maybe this guy will go away quickly.' When Nancy focused back on Peter, she realized that she missed half of what the guy was saying.

"And that's why I need your help to get rid of these creatures, these abominations." Peter finished.

"Uh, look, Peter. I don't think that I am the right person to talk to about getting rid of things, I mean . . ." Peter held up a hand to silence Nancy.

"You're right, I may be asking too much." Peter said. Nancy moved to rest her head in her hands but Peter grabbed one and. He took her hand and kissed it, Nancy looked away. 'Oh man he's touching me,' Nancy tried not to make a face of disgust and just took a deep breath.

"I will let you get back to your tea." As Peter let go of Nancy's hand he dropped something in her tea. Once he was gone, Nancy stirred her tea a bit before finishing it up. 'Peter, such and Americanized name for someone who looks and sounds like they just stepped out of Japan, or China. Sound like he needed to call pest control more thank asking me for help. Oh well.' Nancy tossed a few dollars on the table and headed out to pay. At the register, Nancy paid with her check debit card so she could get money back for tomorrow.

"Cash back?" The lady asked.

"Yes, forty please." Nancy responded. Tomorrow she wanted to go shopping now she wouldn't have to stop at a debit machine plus she knew her limit. The lady at the register slid the card and punched in a code, then slipped a piece of paper to have Nancy sign. Once done, she slid open the register and went to hand Nancy her change. As Nancy held out her hand, she was hit with a wave of dizziness, stumbling a moment.

"Are you all right?" The lady asked looking concerned. Nancy took a breath and used the counter for support to stand up straight.

"Yes, I just must be really tired tonight," Nancy replied with a small laugh. "At least I don't live too far away from here." Taking her change, Nancy went outside. A fog was rolling in, making everything misty. Things were still hazy and Nancy took another deep breath trying to clear her head. Taking a step was easier said then done, Nancy seemed to not be able to do more than drag her feet. Stumbling over to her car, Nancy noticed that it seemed to be tilting. This made her try to move faster, but succeeded only in tripping and before Nancy realized what happened she found that she was lying on the ground. . Footsteps made their way towards Nancy, she tried to move her head but couldn't move. Whoever it was picked Nancy up, her head rolling back, but only gave her a bleary look at the person, before everything started to spin. IT was too much, Nancy thought she was going to get sick and instead of trying to get up and move anymore, she just sighed and let the darkness fall over her.