Ok, we all know I don't own the turtles? Good let's move on

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It was 11pm on a Saturday night when they decided to pack up and go home. Normally, the two scientists would never have worked this late but they were so absorbed in their own work that they had almost forgotten about the world around them.
3 weeks had passed since they had announced their plans of genetic experimentation on national television and already they had made breakthroughs that would win them a Noble Prize.
Although their work was genius, not everybody agreed with it. Since the public announcement they had received many negative responses to their work, mainly protests and letters telling them how they were going against nature and that they shouldn't play God.
Most of them were just simple complaints, but it was the hate mail and death threats that kept Professor Perry awake at night. It made him think about whether what they were doing was really worth it.

He sat in his lab and wondered if he would be able to go through with something so many people were against.
He looked over at his colleague,Dr. Baxter Stockman. It was clear that was thinking the exact opposite to him. He wasn't thinking about how many people this would upset or anger, he was thinking about the fame and recognition he would gain if he succeeded.
Professor Perry immediately regretted Agreeing to work with this man. He knew the only reason Baxter Stockman chose him as a partner was because Stockman knew he couldn't finish this by himself and Professor Perry was humble enough to let Stockman take most of the credit.

"Well my friend, I think we've accomplished all we can for tonight. What do you say we head home and get some sleep?" Stockman's voice pulled him out of his thoughts and back to reality. He glanced at his watch and was shocked to see how long they had been working for. Professor Perry looked around them lab.

"Where is everyone?" He asked.

"They left hours ago. You and I seem to be the only ones that care about the work this lab is doing."

Perry nodded. "I suppose we should be heading home then."

The two of them worked silently as they put all the equipment and samples back into their correct places and filed away all the documents they had used. Perry gathered his belongings and placed them all carefully into his suitcase.
He took the notes he had made and carefully ordered them. He placed them on the table as he unbuckled his suitcase. As he opened it, the brim of his case knocked down an empty measuring flask and sent it rolling off the table and under the lab benches.
The Professor was actually surprised that it didn't shatter. Feeling rather ridiculous, he bent down and crawled under the table to pick it up. The cleaning crew had already shut the lights off, so finding the flask was difficult.
he felt around for it till his hand skimmed over something. Perry felt slightly triumphant as he went to pick up what he thought was the measuring flask.

Only, it wasn't the measuring flask.

As he touched it again he found that it did not actually feel like glass. It was soft and slightly warm, like some kind of fabric.
He stared at it till it came into focus. It was black and extremely hard to make out. He leaned in and on closer inspection saw that it looked like a hand.
It was also attached to something. his eyes followed it up until his eyes were staring back into another set of eyes. It was then he realized that the thing wasn't hand shaped. It was a hand. The figure stared back at him for what seem like an eternity until Perry worked up the courage to move.
He crawled back out form under the table but the figure followed him twice as fast. The Professor got to his feet and was ready to run until he came head first with another black figure.
He looked around. There were more. What seemed like hundreds of men dressed in black all standing in his laboratory. His eyes ran over the room, searching for Baxter Stockman.
He saw him already bound and gagged in the corner of the room guarded by a group of men in black pajamas.

"There is no need to fear, Professor Perry. We are not here to harm you." A female voice echoed from across the room. Her Voice was cold and harsh. There was no emotion in her tone whatsoever.

"W-who are you?What do y-you want?" Prof. Perry tried to keep the quiver out of his voice but it was no use. he was scared and they could tell.

The woman laughed from where ever she was in the room. The laugh sounded dark and hollow as it bounced of the walls and echoed through the room. "My name is Karai and I have already told you, we are no here to harm you, so stop worrying. We are merely her to.....help you with your work."

"Help? Help how?"

"My master finds your work intriguing and thinks it might be of use to him. He wishes to fund your research." As she spoke she walked into view. She was dressed head to toe in black, just like rest of her men, but her outfit seemed more styled, more deadly. Perry already knew that this was not a woman he wanted to get angry.

"I am very s-sorry Miss Karai, but we are going to h-have to r-refuse your offer." The professor said as clearly and politely as he could.

A terrifying smile crossed Karai's face. "It was not a request, Professor Perry."

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It was 11pm on a Saturday night when Mona decided to head home. Normally she wasn't one to leave a party early-especially a party thrown in her honor- but tonight she just didn't feel like celebrating. at least, not with her friends anyway.
this was something she'd rather celebrate with family, if she still had her family. Mona and her parents spent most of her childhood planning what it would be like to go to college.
they would sit down and talk about what she would study, what university she would attend, whether she would live on campus or stay at home. It wasn't like her parents were pushy or anything, in fact Mona was the one who started these conversations.
Going to college was something that she had always dreamed of doing and she had had everything planned out since she was eight.
She planned to major in physics and go to NYU, that way she could live on campus and still see her it was all happening, Mona had gotten her letter back and been accepted into university with flying colors.
Unfortunately, now there was no one to celebrate that with. Her parents were gone and her brother and sister lived on some vineyard in California with their aunt and uncle. Mona was left in New York by herself.

She rode down the street on her bike. It was completely empty, which was usual for basically any street in New York. She was heading toward her apartment complex when something caught her eye.
The movement was small and Mona probably wouldn't have noticed it if there was more than one car on the street. She pulled over and cut the engine. She took off her helmet and placed on the bikes seat-praying neither would get stolen before she got back.
Mona looked over to where she had first seen the movement and saw that it was coming from an alley way between 2 expensive looking buildings.
the first one was smaller that the other and just looked like a set of luxury offices for some rich business men.
The other she recognized-it was that TGRI building that that had been on the news a lot lately. The one where those scientists were mutating DNA or something like that.
Then something else caught Mona's attention. this time it was a noise. It sounded like a voice, almost like a muffled scream. Against her better judgment, Mona ran across the road and into the dark alley way.

The first thing Mona saw was a van. It wasn't one of those white panel vans that abduct people like you hear about on the news.
It was dark and large, unlike any van Mona had seen before. It gave her the feeling that this van could go anywhere and would probably never get noticed.
The second thing she saw were figures. lots of large black figures crowding around the van. She rubbed her eyes in an effort to make them disappear, as if they were only a figment of her imagination.
When she stopped they were still there, only this time they were clearer. They were figures, they were men. Men wearing black pajamas so they could blend in with their surroundings and go around unnoticed.
Unfortunately, now that Mona had noticed them, they had also noticed her.

She raised her hands and slowly tried to back out of the alley way. "Sorry guys, didn't mean to bother you...I just...uh, I'll just be going now."

She turned on her heel and tried to sprint back to her bike but the moment she did she was surrounded by a bunch of men in black. Everywhere she turned they were around her, closing in on her. Mona knew what she had to do if she wanted to get out of this, but she wasn't sure if was capable of taking down any of these men. She hadn't fought anyone in years and these guys definitely seemed skilled.

"Take her down quickly and quietly, we don't want to keep Master shredder waiting." A voice called from somewhere near the van. Mona could tell it belonged to a woman, but whoever it was, she didn't seem very friendly. She heard a door slam and knew that the woman was in the van, now she was just waiting for her drive way to be cleared.

The men stood in a tight circle around Mona for what seemed like forever. And then, within an instant, they attacked. each one jumped at Mona as she tried her best to avoid them, ducking and swerving away from each punch that was thrown at her.
She managed to avoid them pretty well but she was growing tired fast and she had to take them down if she wanted to get out of this mess. She closed her eyes and made her hand into a fist.
Then, as soon as she felt someone was close enough, she threw her fist straight out, punching them square in the jaw. She opened her eyes and saw one of the men lying on the floor, out cold.
She smiled at her own handy work and turned to face the rest of them. With each punch or kick they threw at her, she bested them with one of her own. Despite the situation she was in, Mona couldn't help but smile. Maybe she was going to make it out of this after all.

The last ninja fell to the ground and Mona stood over them triumphantly. "Is that all you got?"

The moment the the words left her mouth 50 dozen other ninjas literally fell out of the sky and appeared right in front of her.

"Oh, what the hell?" She exclaimed "Where are you people coming from?"

The new army of ninjas started helping the ones Mona had just knocked down to their feet. "Awesome. Now I'm back where I started." She mumbled sarcastically. Since she was completely aware that there was no way she could take down all these guys again, Mona decided to make a break for it.

She ran. Mona was fast but they were faster. It scared her, She had never met anyone that could out run her before. She tried picking up the pace but they did the same and, once again, she was surrounded by an army of tried fighting them off again, but it was no use.
The amount of men had doubled and she was still tired from the first fight. Mona tried to run but they caught her. She didn't know what to do, she was trapped in this fight and she couldn't see a way out.

Then, it was as if a miracle happened. Just as she had given up hope four other men fell out of the sky. Except these men weren't in black, they were wearing green.
Four guys covered head to toe in green, each one wearing a different colored mask and carrying a different weapon. At first Mona thought that they were after her as well, the same army just dressed differently.
But when they went after the men in black and not her, she knew these guys were on her side. Mona watched them as they took down each man. They were ninjas, she could tell that; but they fought differently to they way the ones in black did.
She couldn't quite put her finger on what exactly was different, she knew that these guys were the good guys.
Something was strange about them too. Besides being decked out in green, they had things on their back-shells. These guys were dressed as turtles?

"Now Do you men really want to pick on this nice lady?" The one with the purple mask said while twirling a giant stick. Five men came at him from different sides and he swept them all aside with his stick. "I thought not."

Each of them fought their own group of ninja and each of them were winning.
The blue one was extremely focused.
The orange one seemed to be taking this like it was some kind of game, continually taunting the men in the black suits and cracking lame jokes. The red one was.......about to get his head punched in from behind. Mona sprang to her feet rushed over to help him. the moment she got there she pushed the red masked ninja out if the way with all her strength.

"What the shell do you think your doing lady?" The red one said, straightening himself out. Mona didn't knock him over but she did send him flying across the alley.

"What do you think I was doing? I was saving you from getting your head bashed in you jerk!" Mona managed ti duck just in time before she got kicked in the head by one of the black-clad ninja.

"Well here's a news flash for you lady: I don't need Saving. I can take care of myself. In fact, I'm here to save you, not the other way around." He yelled at her while taking down two other ninja.

Even though Mona was now engaged in a battle of her own she wasn't about to give up this argument. "And what makes you think I needed saving?"

"Besides the fact you were about to get killed by an army of foot ninja?" He grunted through his teeth.

"Listen mister-" She blocked a kick from one of theses 'foot ninja' guys "You can't just wander the streets of New York, dressed as a giant turtle and go around saving women you think are damsels in distress-" Mona managed to flip one of them over her shoulder and send him crashing into the pavement " One of these days your gonna get your ass kicked or sued or worse." She finished of the last of her guys and ran back over to continue her argument with red mask.

"Oh really?" He said taking a step closer.

"Yeah."

'oh, Yeah?"

"YEAH!"

"Oh-Get out of the way!!" The red masked guy yelled with a terrified expression on his face. He pushed her to the side and she collided with a brick wall. Her head was throbbing violently as she slid down the wall onto the cement floor of the alley way. The last thing she saw was the red masked man battling a strange woman as her world faded to black.

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OK, I talked to a friend of mine and she convinced me I didn't want to be one of those people that leave a story half done so I'm going to finish it. It would be cool to get some reviews though, so if you read it plz review. Also, i plan to make mona go to college some time soon but I don't know how the american education system works. If someone could tell me when they start and finish school and stuff like that it would be super helpful. Xx