TMNT

Mutant Kunoichi

A girl from our world is somehow transported to the TMNT world, where she is subjected to becoming a mutant not in body, but in spirit. Protected by the turtles, and hunted by Foot Clan, will she find protection or even love?

CHAPTER EIGHT

Turtle Power

I didn't dare to open my eyes, for fear of what I might see. I was scared, but mostly I was worried – what would I see if I did open my eyes?

Then, a voice from right beside me said: "Hey, dudette, you might wanna open your eyes right about now – you know, in case something happens."

I opened my eyes and looked to my right in shock, to see the turtle who wears the orange bandana – Michelangelo. I was so surprised to see him that, for a moment, I was completely dumbfounded.

Then, I realized that the other turtles – including Leo – were there too, and I clapped both my hands over my mouth in shock, realizing that they'd either heard my scream and come to save me, or been on a nearby rooftop involved in a completely unrelated incident where they'd seen the Foot Ninja about to hurt me and come to save me.

Either way, I was saved. I won! I won the game of life!

I felt like cheering, until I remembered where I was and what was happening. I waited to see what would happen next, not making eye contact with any of them.

Leo was the one closest to me, aside from Michelangelo that is. He had his back to me, and had just used his katana to stop the Foot Ninja leader from maiming me for insulting her(?) Master. Yeah, well, go figure. I'd say it again if I got the chance.

A slight breeze was still blowing on the rooftop, and the ribbons trailing from the masks of the four turtles were billowing in the wind…it was so cool! Light from nearby buildings glinted off their weapons (well, off the katana and sai anyway) and cast eerie shadows everywhere.

The turtles stood between me and the Foot Ninja. The Foot Ninja waited for instruction.

"Remember our orders," Their leader reminded them. "And do not forget them."

"And what would those be?" Leo's voice sounded calm, but at the same time dark and dangerous.

"They do not concern you, turtle." She replied, and attacked.

At the same time, the other Foot Ninja moved in as well, and suddenly I found myself running, because Michelangelo had grabbed my hand and was pulling me away from the onslaught.

"Protect her, Mikey!" Leo yelled to his youngest brother, as he fought off four Foot Ninja at once.

"You got it dude!" Michelangelo yelled back, before yanking on my wrist hard to get me behind him, as two Foot Ninja came at us, and he used his nunchakus to fend them off. As soon as that was done, he spoke to me over his shoulder. "Hi, I'm Michelangelo, but you can call me Mikey."

"Yoroshiku ne." I whispered, and I couldn't tell whether or not he heard me over the sound of sword on sword, fist on flesh, and wood on skin. And, it didn't matter, because just then we both looked up, and saw – almost in slow motion – a Foot Ninja with his sword raised, bearing down on us from the sky.

I pushed Michelangelo out of the way without even realizing I was doing it, and only just managing to dodge backwards myself – the blade came within inches of my chest, which was a close call.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Michelangelo was now involved with fending off three Foot Ninja, and that his brothers were equally tied up, especially Leo who was taking on the leader as well. This was especially bad, as the Foot Ninja who'd attacked me and Michelangelo was now focused solely on me. He had his katana raised, and was advancing on me with deliberate slowness – unnerving me and making me wary.

"This should be easy." He said, and I realized that he was the one who had mentioned that they didn't have to bring me back unharmed.

I was taking careful steps backwards now, unsure of how to deal with this situation. I'm scared now – what should I do?

Dodge!

I dodged to the left quickly, as the Foot Ninja attempted to strike me with the blade. "Oh. My. God." I cried, dodging right, then left and then right again. With each dodge I was backing up some more, and he was advancing. I could tell he was getting annoyed, and I found myself enjoying it a little bit –so long as I didn't get cut. Some adrenaline rush. "I. Can't. Oh. Shell." I couldn't think straight to string a sentence together, so I hoped no one was documenting this.

"Stand still, you bloody bitch!" The Foot Ninja cried finally.

"Ooh, scary temper, mate!" I mocked, as I Matrixed my way out of a tight spot, then dodged left again and took a step backwards.

I suddenly found myself backed up against a wall – again. Great, who the shell puts a utility shed on a rooftop anyway! I wondered. Then, my eyes widened, as the Foot Ninja suddenly lunged at me with a katana. "Nowhere to run now, you bitch!" I really wished he'd stop calling me that.

Duck. Said a firm voice in my mind.

So, I did and, wouldn't you know it, the guy got his katana stuck in the wall. H-how hard was he planning to strike me with that thing anyway!

"Damn it, you bitch!" He yelled.

"Funny thing about anger," I murmured, dodging out from between him and the wall and getting around behind him. "Let it consume you and pretty soon…" I ducked down low and, as he turned around, I struck upwards with my right fist. "You lose sight of everything."

My fist connected with the bottom of his jaw, and I heard a reasonable-sounding crack, as he slammed back into the wall, missing his own katana by inches, which was good because I didn't really wanna kill him.

As he slumped to the floor, I straightened up – and suddenly felt something slicing into my left shoulder, drawing blood and making me cry out in pain and shock. A hand grabbed my arm and spun me around, as my Foot Ninja attacker kicked me squarely in the chest, sending me flying halfway across the rooftop, where I landed in a heap.

Oh my God…I forgot, I'm not a ninja. I tasted blood in my mouth, which both stunned and scared me because I've never been very badly injured before. I was shaking now, as I wiped the blood away from my chin and, holding my shoulder with my right hand and with my left arm wrapped around my chest, I climbed shakily to my feet to find the Foot Ninja leader advancing on me.

"Now…" She began, but I wasn't going to let her finish her sentence.

"Tasukete!" I yelled, my musical voice choked with tears. Wait, why am I crying? Oh, this is embarrassing too! "Kudasaimasu…"I whispered, my eyes gleaming. "Help, please…"

Leonardo's P.O.V:

I had been attempting to make my way over to the girl and help her, after Mikey got tied up with three more of the Foot, but there were weapons and fists all around me, and I couldn't get to her. I kept an eye on her, though, as she dodged the katana of a particularly violent male ninja, and heard her say something to him that I'd once told Raph. I was fairly impressed when she knocked the guy out, and then those feelings instantly changed when she was attacked by the squadron's leader.

My feelings became worried, when she was cut and then kicked, landing painfully on the rooftop.

Then, they turned to anger, as there was blood on her shoulder and mouth, and she held onto her probably aching chest as she stood up shakily.

And then, when she asked for help, I realized that nothing was going to stop me from saving her – but I didn't have to.

"I'm only gonna say it once, you guys ain't getting' this one!" The Brooklyn accent yelled, and a green and red blur got between the girl and her attacker. We all watched as Raph positioned himself so that the girl was protected, and his sais were ready. His amber eyes flashed and his muscles flexed, waiting for the attack – which never came.

The leader stopped, seemingly listening to something which only she could hear. Then she raised her hand and made a quick movement. "Kakureru!" She advised, which was the signal for the Foot Ninja to vanish. One of them grabbed their fallen comrade and, quite suddenly, my brothers and I were alone on the rooftop with the mysterious girl.

We four turtles exchanged a glance, before sheathing our weapons and walking slowly towards the girl.

First Person's P.O.V:

"Are you okay?" Of course Mikey was the first one to reach me – he'd near on sprinted across the rooftop to get to me, and now he wore a look of concern on his face, mingled with…excitement?

I nodded silently, as the others reached me. Then, I remembered my manners, and said softly: "And…thank you, for saving me." I glanced at Raphael when I said this, making sure he knew I was grateful for his assistance. Of course, after I said that, I didn't have a clue what to say, but that was okay for, just then, Hato and Karasu made an appearance, and Hato was carrying the blue cloth.

I automatically held out my wrist for her, and she landed there, cooing softly. "Thanks," I whispered, before turning to Leo. "Here," I held out the cloth stained with Leo's blood. "I think this is yours…"

Leo took the cloth, before reaching down to untie something from his belt. "And I believe this belongs to you." He said, handing me…

"My necklace," I said happily, glad to have it back. "And the beads are still on it, thanks so much Leo."

Leo didn't say anything, but his eldest younger brother did.

"Here," Said the turtle known as Donatello. "Let me help you with it."

"Thanks." I said, feeling a little shy, as he tied the necklace around my neck for me, since I had a bird on my arm. "You're Donatello, right?" I asked carefully.

"Right." He replied, just as carefully.

"Did you analyze the stuff in that vial last night?" I turned to face him, glancing quickly into his deep brown eyes and then looking away, since I don't like making eye contact (I'm an anti-social hermit crab, I know).

"Not yet," The smart turtle shook his head. "We've had a few…other things to sort out."

"Yeah, like tracking you down for a start, girlie!" Raphael sounded annoyed, which annoyed me – why should be get ticked off with me? We didn't even know each other yet! "You can't keep running off like that, you hear?"

"Hey, I did it to protect you!" I snapped, glancing at his amber eyes and then looking away quickly – towards the sword still stuck in the wall. I gestured to it swiftly. "From that!"

"In case you didn't notice, we saved you from the Foot, or didn't you notice that! ?" Raphael shot back.

"And I'm very grateful for it, or did you miss my big thank you after the battle, you baka!" I fairly shouted.

"What did you call me! ?" Raphael's eyes narrowed angrily.

"You heard me!" I turned my head away contemptuously.

"Okay guys, cool it." Leo said, with authority in his voice, interrupting whatever it was that his most volatile brother had been about to say. He stepped between us. "This isn't the time to be arguing." He gave Raphael a Look, and then turned to me. "Now, you already seem to know who we are, and we have no idea who you are or where you came from – just that you're not the first we've heard."

"You heard me?" I repeated in quite a different tone of voice, my anger with Raphael vanishing instantly as I addressed his eldest brother.

"Yup," Mikey said, and I turned to look at him. I half-smiled, seeing that Karasu was perched on his shoulder, and now Hato fluttered onto the other shoulder. Michelangelo is so…cool. "We've been hearing all these voices in our heads for awhile now – screams, really. But you're the first one we've actually met, and you're a girl!" He added, gleefully.

"Oh, well spotted." I rolled my eyes.

"So…" Donatello said, speaking carefully again. "Where did you come from, exactly?"

I glanced down at my feet, not looking at any of the turtles now. "I…I can't tell you…it's sort of…I don't know how I got here, or why…just that…umm…there were others…but…" I didn't want to say it – why should I survive, and the others have died?

I could tell that the turtles were exchanging glances, and then Mikey said: "Well, can you tell us your name then?" He really seemed to want to know.

I nodded. "Umm, yeah, it's…Emma." I said quietly. I glanced up.

The turtles were all looking at me with different expressions behind their masks – Leo's was calm, Donatello's was thoughtful, Mikey's was interested, and Raphael…well, he wasn't looking at me, and I couldn't actually read the expression on his face.

I sighed.

Donatello's eyes suddenly widened. "Emma – you're bleeding!"

I felt blood coming from my mouth again, and realized that my shoulder was aching too. I'd been so distracted before that I hadn't even realized how injured I was until Donatello had said that.

"Emma!" Leo was the closest to me, and he caught me as I staggered. My nightie sleeve broke from being sliced with a katana before, revealing the mark on my chest.

Mikey's blue eyes widened. "Emma…is that…?"

"It's not…what you think…" I said through the haze – I was passing out fast. Thank goodness for Leo's arms around me. "I hate…him…he killed…Yoshi-San…"

"Emma…"Leo's voice couldn't combat with the overwhelming blackness. "Emma…hang on…"