Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012 Fanfiction

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the TMNT franchise in any way, shape, or form. No money is being made. This is just a labor of love for the series. Please don't sue me, Viacom!

Alternate Universe fic. The timeline is the same as the TV series until just after "The Pulverizer Returns". But right now, we are still nine years in the future.

Warnings: Still none for this one. :)

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Chapter 2

Mom and Uncle Leo have been gone a long time. Sensei must have had a lot to talk about. Uncle Mikey fed the three of us. I don't think Mom would have appreciated the lack of vegetables, but surely tomato sauce counts! Kaiya and I are finished with our assignments and are sitting back to back while watching Uncle Mikey kick shell in his latest video game. I'm watching intently, but Kaiya is tweaking with the motor to some kitchen appliance she found. Uncle Raph is reading one of his comics. Poor little Lewis is still crunching numbers. He seems to have run into one that's giving him a hard time. Kaiya and I would help, but he has to ask first. Oh cool! Cut scene!

My siblings both stop what they are doing and all three of us watch in fascination. The hero reaches the top of the building he's been fighting his way through and encounters the big bad of the game. We gasp as the bad guy reveals that he is the hero's father. Uncle Mikey's not impressed. "Oh come on. I figured that out halfway through the game. Duh," he scoffs.

As I watch the game, my mind suddenly latches onto an idea. It goes into overdrive, spinning wild theories that I must have answers to…NOW. "Uncle Mikey? Is our father the Shredder?"

"HUH?!" Uncle Mikey cries out as he turns to me. He doesn't even care that his avatar in the game has just died a truly gruesome death. I hear paper tear behind us. Even Uncle Raph has been dragged out of his comics by my question. "Dudette, where did you get that idea?"

I feel all eyes on me and now I'm quite self-conscious. "Well, um…M-Mom never talks about him. N-neither do you. So, I figure he must be a bad guy. There wouldn't be any other reason for us NOT to know him, right? And you'd really not want us to know who he was if he was the baddest of the bad…and that's the Shredder."

"Your logic is sound and yet it has a flaw, Hikaru-chan," Kaiya softly states to me. "All of us clearly have horse DNA as well as turtle. Therefore, our father MUST be a horse mutant."

"How do you know that the Shredder ISN'T a horse mutant? You've never met him," I respond, trying not to sound as exasperated as I am. She is not Dr. Mindstrong. I wish she'd stop trying to talk like him!

"Hey, hey! Don't get your masks in a twist you two," Uncle Raph says as he comes over. Apparently, I failed to not sound mad and he could tell that things were going to escalate. He sits down next to us, sandwiching us between him and Uncle Mikey who has tossed the controller to his game aside. "First off, the Shredder isn't any kind of mutant. He's just a psycho human that's really strong and dangerous. Second, he's DEFINITELY not your dad." Uncle Mikey nods vigorously.

"The way you say that…makes it sound like you know exactly who our father is." I latch onto this like a starving dog would a steak. I've wanted to know for so long! Mom always said he'll tell us later. But now that I know for sure that my uncles know who he is too, I'm not giving in. "Who is he? What's his name?"

"If he is indeed a villain, what faction does he work for? The Foot, the Kraang, the Purple Dragons or is he an independent?" I'm startled when Kaiya joins the questioning. I smile as I realize I have an ally.

"Maybe he's not a bad guy. But, if he isn't one, why isn't he here with us? Did he not want us? Or maybe he didn't want to live the sewers? If that's the case, why didn't 'Kaasan leave to be with him? Or…d-did he even know that 'Kaasan was pregnant?" I'm delighted as even Lewis joins us. Uncle Mikey and Raph seem almost panicked at the sudden questioning deluge. Well, Uncle Mikey is panicked; Uncle Raph looks like he's up against a wall, which is an extremely dangerous place to put him but right now I don't care. I don't think any of us care. This question has been burning in our collective mind for four years. Ever since we first learned families usually had two parents and we are tired of being patient. We continue our barrage of questions, focusing mostly on poor Uncle Mikey since it seems like he's the one that's about to crack.

"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" We immediately go silent and turn towards the voice that just barked at us. Mom glares at us from the steps leading to the dojo. Uncle Leo and Sensei are standing just behind him. Angry doesn't begin to describe the expression on his face. The three of us can't help but cringe. Mom's anger is a force of nature! "You three should have been in bed an hour ago! What are you doing up and badgering your uncles?"

I watch as our steadily mounting 'assault' crumbles in front of my eyes. Mom shows up and suddenly my allies lose all their fight. "Uncle Raphael said we could stay up so we could say good night to you," Kaiya responds timidly as Mom comes over.

"That was nice of him. So, why are you repaying him by harassing him and Uncle Mikey?" He folds his arms across his plastron impatiently.

"Because we wanted to know!" I declare in frustration. I stand up in front of him and I cross my own arms as I glare at him in return.

"I told you three before. I will tell you when…"

"'When we're older.' Yeah, I know," I interrupt. He looks dumbfounded that I just completely dissed him. "But h-how much older do we have to be? Fifteen? Twenty? Thirty? Or ar-are you going to save that for your deathbed?" A quaver begins to enter my voice while I watch Mom's eyes narrow even more than they were before. But I am determined not to back down. "It'd be one thing if you would tell us something. But you never tell us ANYTHING! Nothing about how we came to be! Nothing about who our father is! Is he tall, short, bad guy, good guy, alive, dead? We don't know!" I try not to break my momentum with a hysterical laugh as a truly absurd thought pops into my head. "We…heh…we don't even know if he's a HE. I mean, our mom's a guy…maybe our dad's a girl!"

"ENOUGH!" Mom snaps and I take several steps back. He's never snapped at any of us before. Gotten angry, spoken firmly…sure. Snapped? Never. And he's certainly never just shut one of us down. Discussion about the current conflict is our family ritual. It drives our uncles crazy to listen to the four of us go back and forth. Not this time. No, something about this topic has seized Mom's brilliant sense of reason and replaced it with this tyrannical mentality.

"Bed…now," he says with a touch more with composure but still in a tone that demands obedience. Kaiya doesn't have to be told twice. She's just as freaked out as I am. We're not the only ones. Even our uncles are staring at Mom with wide eyes. I stubbornly stand my ground just long enough to make him growl, "Hikaru…NOW." I tremble and tears begin to sting at my eyes before I run after my sister. "Lewis, you too."

"P-please, 'Kaasan. I-I'm not done my assignment," poor little Lewis quivers a bit as he begs.

"I…I'll give you an hour before lessons tomorrow to work on it. Just…just please…go to bed," Mom says softly. It's clear that between my tears and the unease in Lewis' voice the bite has already been taken out of Mom's anger. Lewis nods as he gathers his papers and follows me.

As soon as we are all in the bedroom, I angrily strip off my gear and throw it all over the floor. I sniffle and try to stem the flow of tears. I'm being childish, but I don't want to admit that yet. I just want to fume at Mom for being so irrational. It was a harmless question! We have a right to ask it!

My siblings remove their gear as well, only much more neatly than me. Lewis and I are ready for bed first. Thanks to our shells we wear less. Plus we only have to take stuff off. Once Kaiya has her nightgown on, she looks at me while I lean against the wall with my carapace to my siblings. I'm refusing to get into bed…trying to have one last pigheaded moment. She comes up behind me and pulls me into a hug. That is all it takes. I spin around in Kaiya's arms and bury my face into her fuzzy neck as I sob angry, frustrated, miserable tears.

Kaiya says nothing; just stands as a comforting presence. I feel Lewis come over and Kaiya easily incorporates him into the hug. It takes a few minutes but soon all I feel is exhaustion. Kaiya picks up on this and guides me to the bed. I let her get in bed first. Once I'm in, I help Lewis up. As we settle in, I find myself snuggled between my siblings. I cuddle more tightly to Kaiya. "Should…should I try and talk with Mom tomorrow? That…That wasn't normal."

I feel Kaiya sigh as she begins to pet the side of my head. "Wait for a while. Give him more time to calm down."

"I would try to let it go," Lewis offers gently. He would suggest that. Lewis has always been the more passive and easygoing of the three of us. "'Kaasan has never lied to us. He WILL tell us. We just need to be patient."

Again, my brain just doesn't want to shut up. It's doing everything it can to upset me as it recalls something Lewis asked our uncles and twists it. "Kaiya? Lewis? You…you don't think that the reason Mom doesn't want to talk about it…is…is because HE didn't want us, do you?" I ask pathetically.

There is a long pause from the both of them that does nothing to comfort me. I can feel Lewis tense up behind me before he looks at our sister. "Go to sleep, you two," Kaiya croons as she reaches over me to soothe Lewis. "Things will be better in the morning. I promise."

N/A: We're down another chapter and it seems things are starting to gear up! Thank you so much for your time and I really do hope that you are enjoying yourself. I'd hate to think you weren't. :( Please feel free to favorite, follow, and/or comment to let me know how you feel! I love hearing from you guys!