Amiko Pulled her winter coat tighter about her narrow shoulders and walked
onward through Central Park. Shadows hugged her on either side and she
thought she heard a rustle behind her. It was cold and she was more that a
little afraid. The dark hair peeking from beneath the green stocking cap
she wore tugged down tight over her ears, was blue- black and straight. It
reached her hips and swayed in the breeze as she walked.
Suddenly, there was a noise behind her, louder than the rustling she'd heard earlier and a man sprang out at her from behind a cluster of bushes, startling her. She raised her arms to her face in an instinctive protective gesture but before the man could attack, shadows seemed to spring out nowhere and quickly laid waste to her would-be assailant. Three of the somewhat bulky shadows had already slipped back into the night, but one lingered.
Amiko gasped to find herself face to face with one of them! The very creatures she'd been sent out to find! What luck! She was stunned into silence as they stood there, seemingly transfixed by each other. Donatello held his staff-like weapon loosely, as one who knows how to use his chosen weapon would, easily, as though he knew he were skilled with it and were comfortable with his weight and heft.
"Donatello!" A voice, in a whispered shout, from the shadows, "Come on!"
"Yeah, Dude," Another came, "What are ya waiting for, a date?"
At that snickers could be heard and Amiko relaxed a bit, she started, "T- thank you.My name's Amiko.I."
"It's no problem," Donatello said, he was wondering if her eyes always looked yellow green like a cat's, "You shouldn't be walking alone in Cental Park this late, though."
She shrugged, "I could have taken him if you hadn't interfered."
"Listen," He said, "This is hightly irregular.but since it's too dark for you to walk home alone, why don't you come with us.?"
"No way!" Another Turtle, this one wearing a blue bandana as opposed to Donatello's purple one, jumped out in front of them, he was followed by a much more relaxed Michaelango who was twirling his weapon nonchalantly and whistling.
Raphael followed Michaelangelo and leaning against a tree observing the conversation with a tad bit of morbid interest. "Master Splinter would kill us! Not to mention it's very irresponsible!"
"Forget it, guys!" Amiko said, becoming impatient, she started to walk towards the street her apartment was on but Donatello stepped in her way, blocking her path, "Move it, Green, I mean it."
"It's too dangerous for you to." Before he could finish his sentence, she punched him in the jaw and when he raised his bo in defense, she unexpectedly used it as leverage to flip him backwards over her head. He landed with a thud on the ground behind her and she flipped backwards to land gracefully next to him, kicking his weapon out his hands before planting her booted foot square under his chin.
"I could have handled that guy myself, you know." She grinned, her dark hair hiding her face like a silken curtain.
"Hey!" Michaelangelo yelled, shoving her off of Donatello, who sat up and rubbed his throat, coughing experimentally, "What do you think your doing?!"
"Yeah, nice way of thanking us, Miss-Kick-Ass-For-No-Apparent-Reason!" Raphael sneered, "C'mon, guys, she wants to be left alone, let's leave her alone."
"Yeah!" Amiko sneered back at Raphael, arms folded across her chest, "Go!"
"No!" Donatello nearly shouted, "I won't leave."
"Oh, Geez!" Leonardo sighed deeply, "This is stupid. The longer we take to argue about this, the greater the risk we run of being seen."
"Hate to break it too ya, big guy," Amiko snorted, looking amused, "You've been seen."
"Only by you," Leonardo said and before she could move, swiftly lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder, "Come on! Let's go home!"
"Hey!" Amiko, very upset over her very undignified manner of transport, pounded her tiny fists upon Leo's hard shelled back and screamed, "This isn't fair! Let me go-ooo-oooo!"
"Be quiet, Amiko!" Leo said back to her, "I don't want to gag you, but."
"Ha!" She ha-ed, "I'd like to see you try!"
They were sloshing through the underground sewer system by now and Amiko wondered how on earth they could stand the horrid stench. She felt like she was about to vomit. For once she was glad she didn't have to wade through the disgusting stuff. Whatever it was.
But, she still didn't like how they'd completely disregarded her wishes and just snatched her like a child from the park. Her dark eyes narrowed in barely concealed ire, "If you don't let me go, I'll start to scream again!" Even though she hated the though of the sewer floor and whatever may be scurrying about around on it, it was preferable to being hauled about like a sack of laundry!
"If you don't be still," Donatello said, walking behind her and Leonardo, "You might bring us more bad luck."
"Hmph!" She said, just under her breath, "Bad luck! When my father finds out about this, you'll wish all you had were bad luck!"
Just then, as if her words spoke some secret cue, the sewers were filled with the android foot soldiers of their arch-enemy; The Shredder! Leo dropped his burden off in the corner and spun his katanas, hitting two of the foot soldiers in the head at the same time and smacking three more, wires and sparks flew everywhere as they fell into the muddy waters below, their parts swept away with the rest of the offal.
Amiko watched from her place in a corner against a wall, a small smile drifted across her face. So, these were the famed Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, she thought as she played with a lock of her dark hair. She'd lost her stocking cap somewhere and didn't really care to retrieve it.
Her cat ears, poking up through her dark hair nearly matched the color of her hair, complete with blue-black highlights when they hit the light just right. They'd not realized it, but she hid her silken black tail beneath her blouse, wrapped about her waist. She'd been called a freak more than once in her life. Even by her own father.
But, I won't think about him, She said to herself firmly, as she watched the fight taking place between those she'd been sent to infiltrate and her father's robotic henchmen. She'd never seen the use in those crude, too slow counterfeit fighters.
But she knew that this time, he'd sent them as a distraction means basically, as she got up and slipped, unseen about the corner, her sensitive feline nose picking up scents too subtle for even a mutated turtle's nose to pick up.
Yet, Donatello noted her absence, "Where is she going?" He asked his comrades, as they got rid of the last of the seemingly endless succession of foot soldiers, "I thought you told her to stay put."
"She's trying to find the lair!" Raphael yelled, "Are you guys stupid or something! It was a trick! Can't you see that!?"
"Amiko wouldn't."
"Don, just because she's cute doesn't mean she wouldn't betray us! Let's go!" Leonardo said as they raced, as fast as they could, back to the lair.
"Turtles!" Splinter, a mutated human and rat, brown furred and old, wrapped normally in a crimson robe, and also the turtles' teacher, cried out as they ran into their underground home. The four fighters gasped in collective shock. The girl, Amiko, had Splinter in a restraint hold. They couldn't understand it, but he couldn't seem to break free of her! "Run! Get out of here!"
"No!" Raphael cried, his sai all ready out and ready to attack, "Master!"
"Why are you doing this, Amiko?" Leonardo asked, "Let him go!"
"Yeah, like, why ya trippin', babe?" Michaelangelo asked, cocking his head to one side, "I thought we were cool."
"Amiko?" Donatello asked, "You don't have to do this."
"All of you! Shut up!" Amiko screeched, cat-like, at them, with her mouth open as it was they got a good view of her sharp fanglike teeth, they also hadn't failed to notice her pricked and pointed feline ears atop her head, "Your babbling is giving me a migraine! Go sit down! On the floor there! There is something I need from you."
"Anything you wish, Amiko-san." Splinter said calmly, "This can be resolved without further violence."
Raphael looked like he still wanted to change forward and yank the damn neko away from their sensei and his weapons trembled in his hands.but at a touch on his shoulder by level-headed Leo and Raphael lowered his weapons to his sides, dropping them entirely, shoulders sagging. What could he do? She had Splinter! There was no way he was going to risk him being harmed or killed.!
"I see you're all beginning to see reason, now." Amiko said, her voice a mixture between a purr and a growl, the turtles all sat down, weaponless, on the floor as commanded, "I really don't enjoy this sort of thing.you have to believe me on that, really."
"Just get on with it!" Raphael snarled, his eyes like dagger behind his crimson mask, "Ama!" (A/N: I believe ama means 'bitch' in Japanese.but I could be wrong!)
Amiko narrowed her catish eyes at the insult and Michaelangelo glared at his fellow warrior; "Dude!" He whispered, "Not such a good idea to piss her off further, ya know? Hostage sensei and all?"
Suddenly, there was a noise behind her, louder than the rustling she'd heard earlier and a man sprang out at her from behind a cluster of bushes, startling her. She raised her arms to her face in an instinctive protective gesture but before the man could attack, shadows seemed to spring out nowhere and quickly laid waste to her would-be assailant. Three of the somewhat bulky shadows had already slipped back into the night, but one lingered.
Amiko gasped to find herself face to face with one of them! The very creatures she'd been sent out to find! What luck! She was stunned into silence as they stood there, seemingly transfixed by each other. Donatello held his staff-like weapon loosely, as one who knows how to use his chosen weapon would, easily, as though he knew he were skilled with it and were comfortable with his weight and heft.
"Donatello!" A voice, in a whispered shout, from the shadows, "Come on!"
"Yeah, Dude," Another came, "What are ya waiting for, a date?"
At that snickers could be heard and Amiko relaxed a bit, she started, "T- thank you.My name's Amiko.I."
"It's no problem," Donatello said, he was wondering if her eyes always looked yellow green like a cat's, "You shouldn't be walking alone in Cental Park this late, though."
She shrugged, "I could have taken him if you hadn't interfered."
"Listen," He said, "This is hightly irregular.but since it's too dark for you to walk home alone, why don't you come with us.?"
"No way!" Another Turtle, this one wearing a blue bandana as opposed to Donatello's purple one, jumped out in front of them, he was followed by a much more relaxed Michaelango who was twirling his weapon nonchalantly and whistling.
Raphael followed Michaelangelo and leaning against a tree observing the conversation with a tad bit of morbid interest. "Master Splinter would kill us! Not to mention it's very irresponsible!"
"Forget it, guys!" Amiko said, becoming impatient, she started to walk towards the street her apartment was on but Donatello stepped in her way, blocking her path, "Move it, Green, I mean it."
"It's too dangerous for you to." Before he could finish his sentence, she punched him in the jaw and when he raised his bo in defense, she unexpectedly used it as leverage to flip him backwards over her head. He landed with a thud on the ground behind her and she flipped backwards to land gracefully next to him, kicking his weapon out his hands before planting her booted foot square under his chin.
"I could have handled that guy myself, you know." She grinned, her dark hair hiding her face like a silken curtain.
"Hey!" Michaelangelo yelled, shoving her off of Donatello, who sat up and rubbed his throat, coughing experimentally, "What do you think your doing?!"
"Yeah, nice way of thanking us, Miss-Kick-Ass-For-No-Apparent-Reason!" Raphael sneered, "C'mon, guys, she wants to be left alone, let's leave her alone."
"Yeah!" Amiko sneered back at Raphael, arms folded across her chest, "Go!"
"No!" Donatello nearly shouted, "I won't leave."
"Oh, Geez!" Leonardo sighed deeply, "This is stupid. The longer we take to argue about this, the greater the risk we run of being seen."
"Hate to break it too ya, big guy," Amiko snorted, looking amused, "You've been seen."
"Only by you," Leonardo said and before she could move, swiftly lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder, "Come on! Let's go home!"
"Hey!" Amiko, very upset over her very undignified manner of transport, pounded her tiny fists upon Leo's hard shelled back and screamed, "This isn't fair! Let me go-ooo-oooo!"
"Be quiet, Amiko!" Leo said back to her, "I don't want to gag you, but."
"Ha!" She ha-ed, "I'd like to see you try!"
They were sloshing through the underground sewer system by now and Amiko wondered how on earth they could stand the horrid stench. She felt like she was about to vomit. For once she was glad she didn't have to wade through the disgusting stuff. Whatever it was.
But, she still didn't like how they'd completely disregarded her wishes and just snatched her like a child from the park. Her dark eyes narrowed in barely concealed ire, "If you don't let me go, I'll start to scream again!" Even though she hated the though of the sewer floor and whatever may be scurrying about around on it, it was preferable to being hauled about like a sack of laundry!
"If you don't be still," Donatello said, walking behind her and Leonardo, "You might bring us more bad luck."
"Hmph!" She said, just under her breath, "Bad luck! When my father finds out about this, you'll wish all you had were bad luck!"
Just then, as if her words spoke some secret cue, the sewers were filled with the android foot soldiers of their arch-enemy; The Shredder! Leo dropped his burden off in the corner and spun his katanas, hitting two of the foot soldiers in the head at the same time and smacking three more, wires and sparks flew everywhere as they fell into the muddy waters below, their parts swept away with the rest of the offal.
Amiko watched from her place in a corner against a wall, a small smile drifted across her face. So, these were the famed Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, she thought as she played with a lock of her dark hair. She'd lost her stocking cap somewhere and didn't really care to retrieve it.
Her cat ears, poking up through her dark hair nearly matched the color of her hair, complete with blue-black highlights when they hit the light just right. They'd not realized it, but she hid her silken black tail beneath her blouse, wrapped about her waist. She'd been called a freak more than once in her life. Even by her own father.
But, I won't think about him, She said to herself firmly, as she watched the fight taking place between those she'd been sent to infiltrate and her father's robotic henchmen. She'd never seen the use in those crude, too slow counterfeit fighters.
But she knew that this time, he'd sent them as a distraction means basically, as she got up and slipped, unseen about the corner, her sensitive feline nose picking up scents too subtle for even a mutated turtle's nose to pick up.
Yet, Donatello noted her absence, "Where is she going?" He asked his comrades, as they got rid of the last of the seemingly endless succession of foot soldiers, "I thought you told her to stay put."
"She's trying to find the lair!" Raphael yelled, "Are you guys stupid or something! It was a trick! Can't you see that!?"
"Amiko wouldn't."
"Don, just because she's cute doesn't mean she wouldn't betray us! Let's go!" Leonardo said as they raced, as fast as they could, back to the lair.
"Turtles!" Splinter, a mutated human and rat, brown furred and old, wrapped normally in a crimson robe, and also the turtles' teacher, cried out as they ran into their underground home. The four fighters gasped in collective shock. The girl, Amiko, had Splinter in a restraint hold. They couldn't understand it, but he couldn't seem to break free of her! "Run! Get out of here!"
"No!" Raphael cried, his sai all ready out and ready to attack, "Master!"
"Why are you doing this, Amiko?" Leonardo asked, "Let him go!"
"Yeah, like, why ya trippin', babe?" Michaelangelo asked, cocking his head to one side, "I thought we were cool."
"Amiko?" Donatello asked, "You don't have to do this."
"All of you! Shut up!" Amiko screeched, cat-like, at them, with her mouth open as it was they got a good view of her sharp fanglike teeth, they also hadn't failed to notice her pricked and pointed feline ears atop her head, "Your babbling is giving me a migraine! Go sit down! On the floor there! There is something I need from you."
"Anything you wish, Amiko-san." Splinter said calmly, "This can be resolved without further violence."
Raphael looked like he still wanted to change forward and yank the damn neko away from their sensei and his weapons trembled in his hands.but at a touch on his shoulder by level-headed Leo and Raphael lowered his weapons to his sides, dropping them entirely, shoulders sagging. What could he do? She had Splinter! There was no way he was going to risk him being harmed or killed.!
"I see you're all beginning to see reason, now." Amiko said, her voice a mixture between a purr and a growl, the turtles all sat down, weaponless, on the floor as commanded, "I really don't enjoy this sort of thing.you have to believe me on that, really."
"Just get on with it!" Raphael snarled, his eyes like dagger behind his crimson mask, "Ama!" (A/N: I believe ama means 'bitch' in Japanese.but I could be wrong!)
Amiko narrowed her catish eyes at the insult and Michaelangelo glared at his fellow warrior; "Dude!" He whispered, "Not such a good idea to piss her off further, ya know? Hostage sensei and all?"