Chapter 1
Splinter's POV
I remember only fragments of my previous life before the Utroms fired the Pan Dimensional Time Ray. In that life I only had four sons, Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello and Michelangelo. They also had a sister that I lost at first, Venus De Milo, but I don't believe she stayed with us much. There was much tension in the air when they were eighteen and unhappiness as well. Afterwards were only memories of darker and darker times. The Shredder grew strong and got hold of the War Staff from the Daimyo which he soon used to take over Michelangelo was kidnapped and mentally broken to a point where he showed symptoms of schizophrenia. Raphael was afterwards killed when he lashed out at the Foot for what they did to Michelangelo. I sadly think that Raphael knew he was going to die. Donatello was poisoned and died soon afterwards. Then my youngest committed suicide out of insanity. With no hope to turn to Leonardo left and never came back. There were so many horrors in those days and so much grief in my heart that, when Glurin found me and offered to preserve me so I could go back in time retaining my memory, I accepted immediately. That is where my memories of the previous universe end.
The largest difference is that I now have five sons and three daughters. Oroku Saki had found my fifth son and third daughter when they were young and killed them as his future self instructed him to. My son's name is Antonello. He wears a green mask and wields manriki. He is my second youngest son and my third youngest child. His interpersonal and emotional intelligence levels are truly remarkable. He offers understanding and empathy, traits that my other children have a lack of. In a way, he translates the perspective of someone to a radically different person in a way they can understand. This also brought my daughters to join and stay with the family which is something I do not remember happening before. He is a great help relieving tensions between members of the family but I worry he has no outlet for his own emotions.
I did not raise my daughters as long as my sons. We met Mona Lisa two years ago and my two youngest sons persuaded her to stay with us. She enjoyed it so much she decided to stay. We met Venus De Milo not long afterwards. She left to go back to China after the Rat King attacked us because of homesickness. We were surprised to see her return eight months later with another female mutant newt who I eventually named Magdalene but my children usually call her Maggie. They both stayed with us after Venus explained that a branch of Foot assassins were chasing her from Japan. She fled to China and ran into Venus. They barely escaped danger and came here.
Magdalene is the second youngest of all my children (much to the disappointment of Michelangelo) but her love of fun and childlike energy possibly surpass that of his. She wears a yellow mask and has surprising skills with shruikens and daggers. She tries to avoid going for the kill like Antonello and Donatello but will if absolutely necessary. She can also raise the enthusiasm and morale very high in turn causing inflated esteem and confidence throughout the group. This has its dangers though. Going into a battle knowing you have the skills to succeed is one thing, going in certain you'll win is another. This is why Leonardo and Donatello's input is always necessary before battles.
CRASH!
"MIKEY!"
*high pitched squeal*
So much for meditation. I really need Donatello to soundproof the dojo.