Wow, I'm so glad you guys like my story! Well here's the second chapter, the faster you guys review the faster I churn out the chapters!!
-A
Whatever the thing that had sucked her up had decided to deposit her neatly into a trash strewn alley. She stood up brushing herself off and surveyed her surroundings, Where I'm I? she thought. She wandered over to the opening of the alleyway and grabbed a passerby
"Excuse me sir, but can you tell me where I am?"
"Manhattan."
"New York?!" She exclaimed
"Yes, New York." he said with a confused look
"Errr.. Thanks."
She walked away, it was then that she noticed the extremely large buildings. Yea, she was defiantly in New York Why New York? she asked herself as she descended the sidewalk. A cold night breeze picked up, shivering, she wrapped her arms around herself. Where's a jacket when I need one? Besides lacking a jacket she also didn't have any money either. She hadn't been walking very far when she heard footsteps trailing behind her, she picked up the pace, as did the person behind her. A hand clapped down on her shoulder and she whipped around and came face to face with a guy.
"Don't touch me!" she said in an angry tone "What do you want?!"
"I wanna walk you home." he slurred "New York can be a very dangerous place at night, especially for a girl."
The guy was about a foot taller then her with dirty, stringy blonde hair, and a glazed over look in his eyes, typical druggie. She noticed that he was eyeing her up and down What I'm I a piece of meat or something? she thought angrily.
"Yea, I don't need walked home thanks." and with that she turned around again and continued down the sidewalk. She hadn't heard anything for a few minutes and figured she had lost him but then she felt an arm drape around her shoulder
"Get the hell away from me!!"
"Aww, come on baby no need to shout. Besides, this is New York. Not like anybody would help you anyway. Now come on let's walk down here." he motioned towards an alley
"No thanks."
He pulled out a switchblade and held it against her neck
"Let's go."
She smiled at him nervously
"Whatever you say."
Hs escorted her down the alley way. It wasn't long before they came to a dead-end, at this dead-end were more homeless people all gathered around a fire in a barrel.
"Hey N look what I found."
The one named N looked up and grinned a toothless smile.
"Good job. It's been awhile since I had me a good piece of ass."
Oh my god! Their gunna rape me!
She wretched out of the mans grip and took off down the alley her sneakers pounding against the pavement as she ran.
Gotta get away. Gotta get away. Can't fall. Can't fall.
Of course saying this you always end up jinxing yourself and she fell. She was then yanked to her feet. It was the men. They pulled her up and then shoved her into the brick wall. She felt a punch to her stomach and she doubled over. She was then thrown back down and she felt someone straddle her.
"HELP!! SOMEBODY PLEASE!"
She felt a slap across her face and felt a hand clamp over her mouth and also hands tearing at her shirt. She closed her eyes cried out through the hand. Suddenly everything stopped, the person on her and pulled off and the hands were gone. She heard grunts, groans, and even the snap of a bone. She felt somebody kneel down beside her and she cowered.
"Hey it's alright." the voice assured her "You ok?"
Why does that voice sound so familiar?
She squinted through the darkness but couldn't see the face of her rescuer.
"Yea, I'm alright."
"You're lips bleeding."
ARGH! That voice is all to familiar. It sounds like that one Ninja Turtle. OHHH what's his name?? LEONARDO! That's what his name is.
"Umm, if you don't mind me asking but your name wouldn't happen to be Leonardo would it?"
The figure stood up and backed away.
"Excuse me?"
"You're names Leonardo right? And you have 3 brothers Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo. At least I….."
But before she could get another word out she felt cold steel against her throat and hot breath on her face.
"Alright who are you and how do you know who we are?!?"
-A
Whatever the thing that had sucked her up had decided to deposit her neatly into a trash strewn alley. She stood up brushing herself off and surveyed her surroundings, Where I'm I? she thought. She wandered over to the opening of the alleyway and grabbed a passerby
"Excuse me sir, but can you tell me where I am?"
"Manhattan."
"New York?!" She exclaimed
"Yes, New York." he said with a confused look
"Errr.. Thanks."
She walked away, it was then that she noticed the extremely large buildings. Yea, she was defiantly in New York Why New York? she asked herself as she descended the sidewalk. A cold night breeze picked up, shivering, she wrapped her arms around herself. Where's a jacket when I need one? Besides lacking a jacket she also didn't have any money either. She hadn't been walking very far when she heard footsteps trailing behind her, she picked up the pace, as did the person behind her. A hand clapped down on her shoulder and she whipped around and came face to face with a guy.
"Don't touch me!" she said in an angry tone "What do you want?!"
"I wanna walk you home." he slurred "New York can be a very dangerous place at night, especially for a girl."
The guy was about a foot taller then her with dirty, stringy blonde hair, and a glazed over look in his eyes, typical druggie. She noticed that he was eyeing her up and down What I'm I a piece of meat or something? she thought angrily.
"Yea, I don't need walked home thanks." and with that she turned around again and continued down the sidewalk. She hadn't heard anything for a few minutes and figured she had lost him but then she felt an arm drape around her shoulder
"Get the hell away from me!!"
"Aww, come on baby no need to shout. Besides, this is New York. Not like anybody would help you anyway. Now come on let's walk down here." he motioned towards an alley
"No thanks."
He pulled out a switchblade and held it against her neck
"Let's go."
She smiled at him nervously
"Whatever you say."
Hs escorted her down the alley way. It wasn't long before they came to a dead-end, at this dead-end were more homeless people all gathered around a fire in a barrel.
"Hey N look what I found."
The one named N looked up and grinned a toothless smile.
"Good job. It's been awhile since I had me a good piece of ass."
Oh my god! Their gunna rape me!
She wretched out of the mans grip and took off down the alley her sneakers pounding against the pavement as she ran.
Gotta get away. Gotta get away. Can't fall. Can't fall.
Of course saying this you always end up jinxing yourself and she fell. She was then yanked to her feet. It was the men. They pulled her up and then shoved her into the brick wall. She felt a punch to her stomach and she doubled over. She was then thrown back down and she felt someone straddle her.
"HELP!! SOMEBODY PLEASE!"
She felt a slap across her face and felt a hand clamp over her mouth and also hands tearing at her shirt. She closed her eyes cried out through the hand. Suddenly everything stopped, the person on her and pulled off and the hands were gone. She heard grunts, groans, and even the snap of a bone. She felt somebody kneel down beside her and she cowered.
"Hey it's alright." the voice assured her "You ok?"
Why does that voice sound so familiar?
She squinted through the darkness but couldn't see the face of her rescuer.
"Yea, I'm alright."
"You're lips bleeding."
ARGH! That voice is all to familiar. It sounds like that one Ninja Turtle. OHHH what's his name?? LEONARDO! That's what his name is.
"Umm, if you don't mind me asking but your name wouldn't happen to be Leonardo would it?"
The figure stood up and backed away.
"Excuse me?"
"You're names Leonardo right? And you have 3 brothers Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo. At least I….."
But before she could get another word out she felt cold steel against her throat and hot breath on her face.
"Alright who are you and how do you know who we are?!?"