The figure found a small abandoned apartment building not far from where the turtles went down into the sewers of this city. She climbed through a rusty opened window and was met with a dark, musty room. Her vision was amplified in the dark and she went to a small cabinet. Inside were a couple of candles and two boxes of matches that weren't opened yet. She grabbed everything in the cabinet and placed the candles around the room she was in. It was a bedroom with faded and torn pink wallpaper. Once the candles were placed, she lit a match and lit the candles. The flames danced together and brought heat against her body and gave the old room an orange glow. She closed her eyes and relaxed herself. She felt the heat of the candles and the cool breeze entering the window at the same time. She could hear the sounds of city cars, dogs, cats, people and some creaks from the old apartment. She breathed in and out. She opened her eyes and peered out of the window. It was probably stupid to light those candles when in a couple of minutes it will be sun-rise. She blew out the candles and headed towards the bed. It was dusty, but it was good enough for her. It was better than laying on a cold tile floor waiting to get examined or worse by scientists. She covered herself in the blankets and rested her head on the pillow.

She opened her eyes to see that time as went by quickly. It was now almost sun-set, which means she has been asleep all day. She couldn't remember the last time she slept so well. She got up and stretched. She was excited to finally introduce herself to Mikey and his family, but since it's not fully dark yet she might as well get some stuff to help her live in her makeshift home for now. At least three days of food worth should be fine for now. She went out through the window and looked around for anyone that might be watching. Seeing that the coast was clear she jumped down from the window and onto the ground below. It was at least a fifteen foot jump and she managed to land on her hands and feet without a scratch. A car was coming and she hid in an alleyway. She waited until the car was gone before walking out. She kept her hood over her head to hide her face and made sure her gloves were on securely and walked down the sidewalk. The walk from her 'home', which is located in an abandoned part of New York and has a lot of thugs and Purple Dragons, all the way to a very lively part of town took her at least thirty-five minutes if not more. She avoided people that would bump into her and tried not to draw a lot of attention to herself. She looked around the city, seeing many sights and so many people. She stopped at a small building where people seemed to go in and come out with things…including food. She saw that people gave the person who seemed to work there with green pieces of paper before they got out with their new supplies. She didn't have any of the green paper and decided to find some before she would go in there for food. She turned away and started walking around for some of the green paper. She found a little bit in an alleyway, but she had a feeling that she needed more. She couldn't find anymore, so she did something she might have to do once or twice if she is to survive. She stole a little from some people and when she felt it was enough she returned to the building. She entered the doors that opened themselves, no opening them yourself or pushing buttons. She walked down different lanes of items with a cart she grabbed from the front. She placed food in her cart she was using and when she was satisfied with the amount for now she walked to one of the people behind a counter. The person scanned the items. He looked at a computer screen and turned back to her.

"That will be thirty-four dollars and sixty-seven cents." She handed him two 'dollars' with a twenty on them. He placed the paper in a storage type of place and handed her back some metal circles back. He placed her food in bags. He looked at her curiously. "Is it really cold outside? It must be if you're wearing that cloak."

The figure nodded. "Yes. It does have a chill in the air out there. I advise that you keep yourself warm." The man nodded.

"I will. Well here you go. Have a good night."

"Thank-you. I will." She walked out of the building after placing the cart in the place she got it from. She was hungry and it was a little darker so she thought she would head home to have a small meal before seeking out the mutant turtles. She quickly walked back 'home' and entered her 'room'. She opened up a bag of ham and placed it on a slice of bread. It was just a small sandwich, but it would hold her for the night. She waited until it was ten o'clock in the afternoon before going back outside. She saw that the turtles like to hang on top of roofs to avoid getting caught by humans. Smart that's for sure. She should try that as well instead of dodging people and not worrying about if her hood fell and people saw her face. She went on a roof and jumped from rooftop to rooftop, much like she did on the night before.

Soon, fighting sounds were heard a couple of blocks away from her position. She knew it was most likely the terrapins fighting someone like last night. She ran towards the noise with accurate speed and dodged all of the obstacles that were in her way. She stopped a rooftop away from the fight. Her prediction of the turtles in the fight was correct. She thought back to what their names were. The graceful blue was Leo. Angry red was Raph. Smart purple was Donnie and the hyper, funny and innocent orange was the one they called Mikey. They were all doing their own techniques to fight off the black ninjas. She watched intently at all of the turtles, but mostly Mikey. Soon Mikey was kicked onto the roof by a black ninja that was behind him. She did a small gasp and soon covered her mouth.

Several of the black ninjas heard her gasp and walked slowly towards her. She took small steps backwards, confused on what she should do. Soon the black ninjas started attacking her and she had no choice but to fight back. She dodged everything they threw at her with ease and she managed to give several good kicks in the stomach. One tried to sneak up on her but when she turned around she was surprised that he was there and did a hard punch in the face. What felt like half an hour was actually four minutes when she was tackled hard on the roof. She tried to get back up, but the black ninjas just punched her in the face and kicked her in the side. Soon everyone disappeared and when she looked she saw Mikey fighting off the ninjas. He took them all down swiftly. He came up next to her and helped her up.

"Are you alright?" He asked her. She looked at him, her hood still covering her face. She nodded.

"I am fine. Thank-you Mikey." Mikey blinked in confusion.

"How do you know my name?" She looked down before thinking of something.

"I will give you answers tomorrow night. You know the old abandoned apartment in the deserted part of town?"

"Yeah."

"Go through the window all the way to the top. There is a bedroom and that is where I am staying." She turned and started walking back towards her 'home'.

"Wait! What is your name?" She turned to look at him.

"I do not have a name. You can call me…Night" With that she turned and left the orange-banded turtle in the darkness of the night.