Rays of Hope Chapter 1

Rays of Hope will be about Hope's youth untill the age of 7 the time line will be cronological but it won't contain every day of her life. it will show you her family's perspective about her and the important happenings in her live.

disclaimer; I do not own Splinter or the turtles, Hope however is mine.

Shouting could be heard echoing against the pipes of which the lair consisted. Master Splinter cringed as a particularly loud scream reached his sensitive ears.

'Mikey tas mine! Let go!'

He knew who the voice belonged to, just hearing it brought back memories. His meditations often brought him back in the past. He successfully blocked out the two children and went back to the beginning. Or rather, the beginning of his youngest and only daughter; Hope….

'soooooooooooo, can we keep her?'

He smiled at Michelangelo's question triggered a familiar emotion inside the old rat.

'I will have to search for her family but she can stay here until I've found them.'

His sons made disappointed sounds.

'You have to understand, my sons, that this is a human infant. She is not supposed to live in the sewers.'

'What's his name?'

'SHE doesn't have a name yet Leonardo but if you want to you four may chose one for her.'

How could he forget the wild variety of names the four gave him, going from Pancake to Stardust. He shook his head at the memory, even now he could hear their voices shouting suggestions at him. One voice in particular broke throughout the noise his brothers were making, Michelangelo's.

'Hope!'

And Hope it was. Four years had passed and the little girl had proven to be a handful, always getting into trouble with her brothers. Over the years he came to curse those big blue eyes she had, the silver specks in her eyes made them sparkle like a clear star-filled night. It was almost impossible to look into them and stay mad at her at the same time. Hope was a lively girl and very dedicated to her training, she grasped every challenge head on and threw in all her enthusiasm. He did search for her parents but stopped less then six months later. The little girl captured their hearts and they couldn't imagine live without her.

'No, tis not! Tis mine!'

'Liar!'

Splinter sighed and stood up, the work of a father was never done. He wondered what the two youngest children were fighting about, they where inseparable most of the time. As he walked towards the noise he spotted the duo. Michelangelo and Hope where each pulling on a comic book claiming it was theirs.

'Children, what is the meaning of this nonsense?'

Michelangelo jumped away from his sister leaving the human girl standing with the comic in her hands. She reached up with one hand and stroked a bit of her shoulder length white hair out of her face. Splinter let the two children squirm under his gaze a while before holding up his hand. Hope timidly walked up and placed the comic in his outstretched hand.

'Now, who's is this?'

'Mine!' both said at once.

The rat lashed his tail in disapproval and the children backed away, they knew what could happen if their sensei got mad.

'It's hers' Mikey spoke softly and with a quivering voice.

Splinter nodded, letting his son know he was off the hook.

'Can I haves that back pwease?'

'No, you'll get it back later. You two go find your brothers, they are training which is precisely what you should've been doing just now.'

Hope blushed and Mikey hung his head in shame.

'I want you two to go and practice your katas and then, when your done, we'll see what to do about this book.'

They bowed and took off with linked arms and deep in conversation, probably plotting their next scheme. Splinter shook his head, no the work of a father would never be done. He took off after his youngest to join his sons and daughter with their training.

hope you like it next chapter coming soon:P