Sisters And Brothers Stick Together

A/N: Hi, everyone! Sorry I haven't updated on "Faye's Story", but this story came to my mind while I was writing chapter three of "Faye's Story." I apologize for this, but I will try to update "Faye's Story" as soon as I finish this one or if I get writer's block on this one. I hope you enjoy this story.

Summary: Lorena Lynch and her sister love living with the Turtles, until a secret is revealed about their real family. Things get worse when Shredder threatens to take the girls. Can the Turtles keep the family from falling apart?

Disclaimer. I don't own the Turtles. They are owned by Eastman and Laird. I do own a Leo clock, a plush Leo, and three DVDs. That's it. I own all other characters not related to the Turtles. Enjoy my story!

Chapter 1:

Abandoning All Hope

Karen Lynch ran through the streets of New York City, closely followed by a group of men. On her arm, she carried a makeshift basket that held her five baby girls. She was running from the same men who helped kill her husband a few weeks ago.

Karen used to live in Dublin, Ireland with her husband, John Lynch. He worked as a policeman for Dublin and liked it a lot. Then he told his wife that he was being transferred to New York City. Karen would never forget that day.

Flashback

John Lynch came home and smiled at his wife. "Karen, I have good news for you," he said.

"What is it, John?" Karen asked him.

"I've been transferred to New York City," John answered. "What do you think of that?"

Karen hesitated. "It sounds nice," she said uncertainly," but why do you want to go there?"

"Because it's a great opportunity for us," John replied. "Besides, the girls will love it. They'll have a good chance at an education and getting jobs."

"They can get that here," Karen protested.

"Not really," John contradicted. "America is a great country. I think we'll do well there. You know what it's like here. This job will help me. Please, Karen, just give it a chance."

Karen sighed. She knew that John really wanted to do this. "All right," she said. "I'll do it for you and the girls."

Present time

Karen thought about the girls and what would happen to them now. They were all so precious to her. Lorena and Leah were her own children. She had adopted three others because her friends had either died, abandoned the baby, or was an unfit mother. She had treated Rebecca, Nicole, and Belinda as though they were truly her own. John had been in favor of this, too, and treated the girls as though he had been the father of all of them.

Now, Karen and her girls were running from the same men who had ruined their lives when they killed her husband. She never forgot that day. It was buried in her very soul.

Flashback

Karen was sitting in her rocker, rocking Leah to sleep. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Karen opened it to reveal a policeman who worked with her husband. She remembered that his name was Casey Jones. John had really liked him, and they had been good friends.

"Mrs. Lynch?" Casey inquired.

"Yes, that's me," Karen answered. "What's wrong, Mr. Jones? Is my husband all right?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Lynch," Casey said sadly. "Your husband was killed earlier tonight. It was those Foot goons and the Purple Dragons. One of the Purple Dragons shot John, and one of the Foot Ninjas cut his throat. I'm sorry for your loss. If there's anything I can do, I'll help you."

Karen was shocked. "This can't be!" she cried. "My husband can't be dead! Please, tell me this is a dream!"

"It ain't a dream," Casey said. "I witnessed it. You and the girls can stay with me and April if you want. We'd love to have you."

"No," Karen said decisively. "We'll stay here." She laid her arm on Casey's shoulder. "I'm sorry you had to witness it," she said. "I know that you were both good friends. Take care of yourself."

Casey was taken aback. He had hoped that Karen would take his offer. "Okay, Mrs. Lynch," he said. "You take care of yourself and those girls. It's a shame they won't get to know what a good man their dad was."

"Don't worry, I'll tell them," Karen reassured him. She watched as he went home, denied his best friend. Karen looked down at Leah, sleeping in her arms. How was she to raise the girls without their father? It would be hard enough telling the girls that their father had died. What was she to do?

Present time

Again, Karen thought about this as she ran from the Foot Ninjas. She ran into an alley and found her way blocked. One of the Foot Ninjas snatched the basket from her and threw it on the ground. Karen's heart leapt in her throat as she thought of her girls being handled like that.

"Why are you chasing me?" asked Karen frantically.

"We have orders to kill you," answered a Foot Elite.

"And why is that?" demanded Karen. "I never did anything to you. I don't even know you."

"You are the wife of the man who nearly put one of the Purple Dragons in jail," hissed the Foot Elite. "You're a threat to us."

"But, I don't work for the police," said Karen. "I'm a writer. I have nothing to do with this." She was desperate to get away from these men.

"Too bad," said the Foot Elite menacingly. "Even a writer could threaten our existence. You would find out about us and write stories. You must die."

"No, please, don't!" begged Karen. "I have five daughters! Don't take me from them!"

The Elite didn't answer. Instead, he raised his axe and delivered the blow. Karen Lynch fell to the concrete, never to get up again.

"These must be her children," said another Foot Elite, opening the basket and seeing the girls inside. They were crying for their mother. "What should we do with them?" he asked.

"Dispose of them," the first Elite answered. "That way, we won't be bothered by them."

The second Elite raised his axe, but before he could deliver the blow, a woman jumped down in front of him. She had jet-black hair and green eyes that stared at the Elite piercingly.

"Karai, what do you think you're doing?" the Elite demanded.

"Protecting these children," Karai answered. "You have no right to kill the innocent."

"We do what our Master orders us to," the Elite stated. "Stand aside and let us kill these worthless children."

"No," Karai said. "This is a dishonorable act. I won't let you do this."

"Then you have betrayed our Master," the Elite sneered.

"I no longer serve him!" Karai snapped.

"Then, who do you serve?" the Elite asked.

"Myself," Karai answered. If she told him that she was with the Foot's enemies, they would kill her for sure. They would even hurt her friends.

"Traitor!" the Elite hissed. "You will pay for your disloyalty to our Master!" He raised his axe to strike her, but sirens filled the air. "Foot Ninja, disappear!" the Elite commanded. Then he turned to Karai. "This isn't over, Karai," he threatened. "You will pay for what you have done." Then he left in a cloud of smoke.

Karai didn't care what he said. She looked at the woman that they had killed. It was then that she noticed the locket on the ground by the woman's head. She picked it up, picked up the basket, and left before the police could find her. She looked sorrowfully at the babies in the basket. What would become of them now? she wondered. She couldn't take them to an orphanage. Shredder would track them. So, where could she take them?

Then, an idea came to her. She knew of a place where they would be safe from the Foot and the Shredder. She smiled as she picked up the basket and made her way to the corner of Eastman and Laird.

A/N: Well, that's it for this chapter. What did you think? Where do you think Karai's taking the girls? And what will the girls do now? Find out in the next chapter coming soon. Please read and review.