Yuki unlocked the big mahogany doors labeled "135". She smiled ironically, pushing the heavy doors opened.

"Wow." She gaped as she slipped off her shoes to the side.

She gazed in awe as she surveyed the room. A beautiful view of the NYC skyline in large glass windows welcomed her with a black baby grand in the corner. She shut the wooden doors and locked it gently, continuing to examine her new home. A white leather couch sat facing a sleek glass table, a stone fire place, and a black 76'' flat screen above it. Adjacent from it was a silver kitchen. She smiled warmly and shook her head.

"Jesus, they over did it again." Yuki walked over to the metal stairs and noticed a narrow hallway leading to a balcony. She shook hear head again and headed up the stairs. Just like its downstairs counter part, the upstairs was just as lavish. Eight doors faced her from three sides. Taking the lone middle door in the center as the master bedroom, she pushed the polished wooden door open. Light hardwood flooring, a grand bed decorated in white sheets, a black upright piano in the corner, on wall shelving, a walk in closet, in bedroom bathroom and a beautiful view. Boy did she have amazing parents. Yuki twirled and landed on the queen bed with content, pale fingers worked up and pulled her raven locks out of a tired bun. She slid off the bed and pulled the window's white, flowing curtains shut. Heading to the already clothed closet, she pulled out an oversized band tee and black shorts, slipping them on, she hoped back into bed, lifting a silver apple laptop with her.

Raph growled in frustration as Yuki closed the curtains. Deciding she was going to bed, he decided to head back to the lair and check on her next patrol. Though he wondered what the others would think if he showed up so neatly bandaged and fixed up, after all, he was never known for his neatness. Raph shook that thought away and decided to just tell the others that April patched him up. He jumped from the ledge and down to the nearest man hole. He walked along the brick tunnels and into the entrance of his home. Making sure no one was around, he tiptoed quietly to his room, only to be stopped by his family. 'Shell.' He thought.

"Whoa dude! What the shell happened to you?" Michelangelo exclaimed in awe.

"Shut up Mikey!" Raph snapped, he wasn't in the mood. The others examined their brother worriedly.

"You okay Raph?" Said Donatello.

"Yeah."

"He should be, seeing as he's patched up pretty well." Leonardo gave his brother a pat.

"Just be more careful my son, you're lucky Miss April got to you before anyone else could." Splinter turned back to his room, seeing as the situation was under control.

Raphael shrugged off his brothers and headed back towards his room. 'That was a close one he thought.'

Yuki woke up to the sound of sirens and sunlight. She growled, deciding she still wasn't used to the noisy NYC life, being from Massachusetts and all. She threw the covers off of her and shivered from the coolness of the morning. Stretching, she let out a satisfied yawn. She walked into her porcelain bathroom and looked into the mirror with a frown. Her black hair was thrown everywhere from sleep and she felt groggy.

"Goodness and I call myself Asian." She joked. Shredding her clothes, she showered and let the warm water wash away all the grime of yesterday. After deciding she was clean enough, she stepped out, dried herself, combed her hair and looked for clothes. She pulled out a simple white dress and grey varsity cardigan, as well as a blue and white stripped off the shoulder bag. She dressed and dried her wavy hair, styling it in a simple side flow pinned off by bobby pins. She put on her aviator glasses and slipped on white flats. Inspecting herself, she smiled in approval and headed out into the NYC life. Her blue eyes were greeted by bright sunlight and warm summer heat. Today was nice.

"Adjourd'hui, il fait beau! (Today, it is beautiful!)" She giggled at her French and skipped off.

"Now, where the heck is the supermarket?" She wondered, pulling her I phone from her bag, searching the nearest market and getting directions. She skipped off.

Raphael woke up that morning in a good mood. He unfastened his bandages with care and realized his wounds had closed, leaving faint green lines that had begun to fade.

"That was fast." He looked at himself in awe. Shrugging it off, he hoped out of bed, eager to patrol again, eager to see her again. He made his way to the tiny kitchen and joined his family for breakfast. After finishing he announced he was going topside to visit Casey.

"Just be careful Raph, no repeats of yesterday." Raph nodded and climbed up to the surface, letting his green skin be warmed by the summer sun. True to his word, he swung by Casey and April's.

Yuki skipped along the warm NYC pavement, brown bag in hand. She slowed her pace when she saw a cute antique store. Deciding to check it out later, she ran along and down an alley way back to her home.

April looked up to see a teen staring at her from her shop window; she smiled and beckoned the girl in, only to see the teen run down the street. She shook her head.

"Children these days."

Raph looked at the time from Casey's couch and decided it was time for patrol. Bidding his friend farewell, he hoped out of the window and took to the roofs. Taking his spot from last night, he was happy to see her shades weren't closed. Yuki sat at her baby grand and played a few tunes. Her fingers dancing with grace on the keys. Ralph had wished he was closer, but kept a safe distance. She stopped, glancing up at the laptop on the piano. He saw her frown and watched as her fingers furiously hit the keyboard. Her eyes were concentrated solely on the computer screen. He turned his shell, deciding to head back, when one topic on the screen caught his eye.

"The Purple Dragon Gang."

"Well, well, I didn't expect it would be this easy." She let out a cheeky smile, her eyes trained on the screen before her. The purple dragons, the most feared gang on the west cost. Never had the police been able to catch them, not until now. Yuki hacked their data base with ease when she found out about them that evening. Sending the information to the cops, she stretched her fingers and reclined happily. Now she can say she did a good deed! Closing out of the site and altering her ip address, she jumped.

"Yippie!" She shouted. Sitting back down, she ran a hand over her black ear cuff, this was her protection now. She waited, any second now. She walked over and turned the lights down low and resumed her position at the piano bench. The Purple Dragon gang isn't stupid, they know who hacked them and now, they're on their way.

"Perfect." She grinned. Yuki held up three fingers.

"3,2,1." –Bang- Her doors burst open revealing a mob of men. Her plan was going accordingly. Lure them here, have the cops come through and trap them. She stood with fake alarm. A big man with blonde hair strolled casually over.

"Well men, if it isn't a little girl. Are you sure we don't have the wrong address, I mean she does look pretty stupid to me." The crowd erupted into laughter as Yuki scowled at the insult.

"Well slut, if it isn't your lucky day? You get to be greeted by me, isn't that great? Too bad this'll end roughly for you. You see, no one messes with the Purple Dragons and gets away with it." She backed up.

'This is bad." She thought. 'They should be here by now.' The blonde man stepped closer as she hit glass. Now she was cornered. Her eyes narrowed and her frown deepened.

"Shit." She muttered. He was inches away now, with out warning, his massive hands grabbed at her neck. Yuki let out a series of gasps and coughs as her hands gripped his large one. His other free hand reached around for a knife.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I won't scar you that badly." Disgusted, she spat at him and he growled in anger. He threw her down creating a mini crater around her slim frame. Yuki let out a sharp breath, refusing to give into pain as she glared daggers at the man. He kicked and stomped on her repeatedly until her body became bloody. She gritted her teeth, no, there's no going back now. After all these years, a little thing like this won't kill her, at least not here, not now. He stopped out of breath and the men backed up in terror.

"Should've been nicer babe." He spat, pulling out a gun and aiming at her side. The men looked in horror.

"Boss, she's already half dead!" Said one thug.

"Whatever, maybe this'll help her suffer more." He aimed and let the gun fire, hitting its target. Yuki let out a hiss of pain and watched as he turned. She pulled herself up, ignoring her body's pleas to stay down.

"B-Boss, she's standing!" He turned eyes wide and mouth agape. He quickly changed his expression and grabbed her. She let out a groan of pain and soon, the man smashed her body through the inch thick glass. Holding her over the cement Earth, he smiled twistedly.

"This is the end, sweet heart." With that, he let go.

Chapter Two: The Purple Dragon Gang and Ratting