A.N: I decided to go ahead and upload my first official chapter of Tattoos, so here it is. I don't own TMNT I only own the plot and my OCs. Enjoy! And please R&R!

Well, now that you readers know my cheery backstory.

It's the start of the actual story, now before you enter my life I'll have to warn you about some things.

This story is a true story, so this isn't a cute little fairy tale where the guy gets the girl and the bad guy dies. Oh no! In this book, there's. Swearing, fighting, pain, and I must admit.

There's romance.

Now, not exactly love at first sight. No. Not at all. I actually stole his weapons and ran away when I first met him.

But enough of that, I'll just tell you for myself.

I guess, it would start on a pretty normal Tuesday. . .

An eighteen year old girl went down the streets of New york like she owned them.

She was wearing tight black jeans and a white and red striped shirt both were hugging her slim yet clearly muscled figure.

Her name was Crystal.

She had odd silver hair that went two inches past her ears which held three piercings, one was silver, one was black, and one was red. Her dark purple eyes were scanning the streets like there were murderers and rapists around every corner, she ran her tongue along her two lip rings which were snake bites and dark red in color.

Crystal walked into the tattoo parlor that she worked at as a day job. She smiled when she saw her best friends and co-workers.

Diana, nicknamed Smarts was at the front desk reading a rather thick dark brown book with the words "The Mathematics and Chemistry of The World" written in large white letters in the front.

She had average length dark brown hair and even darker brown eyes, her figure was fairly good yet still strong. She was wearing a light brown top that had buttons holding a piece of fabric that were connected to the bottom of the shirt that made pockets and light blue jeans.

Diana was a lightly tanned girl though in the winter she was sometimes pale. She was eighteen years old, like Crystal.

Diana smiled at Crystal. "Morning, Shadow." She said, she had a slight English accent from her origins, Shadow was Crystal's nickname, because of her night job. "Mornin', Smarts." Crystal said, she had a noticeable New jersey accent.

Crystal went past the counter and into the tattooing area.

Jessica, nicknamed Sparky or Sparks was tattooing a complex black and white dragon on a man that looked more like a doodle pad then a man with his many other tattoos.

She had long dirty blonde hair that was pulled into two pigtails, and blazing green eyes. Her figure was unimaginably skinny, you would think that when you lifted her shirt all you would see was a spine.

She was wearing bright orange bootcut jeans and a yellow shirt that said "I Make Art Sexy" Jessica was naturally tan though sometimes she went a few shades light in winter. She was seventeen years old, the youngest in the parlor.

Jessica smiled at Crystal pausing her tattooing. "Yo, Shadow." She said grinning, she was originally from California and still had her light skater girl accent. Crystal grinned back. "'Sup, Sparks." Crystal said jutting her chin, Jessica did the same.

Crystal took her spot at her tattooing station while Corey walked up to her.

Corey was nicknamed Judge, but Crystal called her Vamp because of how pale she was. She had long black hair that was just a bit longer then Jessica's and was pulled into a tight french braid, her eyes were dark blue. Her figure was like Crystal's slim yet muscled but Corey's was more slim, she was wearing dark blue jeans and a green top that had a tree on it.

Corey was the owner and management in the tattoo shop, she was mostly uptight with all the stress and responsibility. She was nineteen year old, but she told everybody she was twenty.

She walked up to Crystal who was cleaning her tattoo gun. "Criss, you're late." She said a stern face on her pale face, she had surprisingly no accent of any kind, she had her own talking style. Crystal looked up at her from sitting in her chair. "Sorry, I stayed up las' night doin' "work"." Crystal said referring to her night job.

Which was far from normal, you see, Crystal studies martial arts, ninjutsu to be specific. Yes, she's a ninja. She went out at night in her ninja suit and fought the crime infested streets of New york. She has many weapons and gadgets, even special shoes that had been made by Diana.

Crystal also was homeless, she lived in an abandoned building that she found when she was sixteen. Though being a ninja and seeing most of the worst twisted people on the streets had taken it's tole on her, she hardly seemed to fully trust anyone and always carried around her yin and yang pendant, which secretly hid a small yet sharp knife.

Crystal also had recently became famous, almost as famous as the Nightwatcher who fought crime like her but had mysteriously disappeared two years ago. And now there was her, The Shadow. Hence her nickname.

Corey let Crystal off the hook as always and they went on with their day. Now, since they all work at a tattoo shop you're probably wondering if they have any tattoos. Yes, they aren't the most tattooed girls in the world but they do have a bit.

Diana had only has five since she has a bit of a fear for needles and has somewhat of a low pain tolerance.

Her first was on her right hand on the top of it, it covered her whole hand, it was just a pattern that made her hand look almost like a robot's, it was a light electronic blue.

The second was on her right upper arm, it was a dark brown tree that had small soft pink cherry blossoms all over the branches.

Her third was on top of her left foot, it was a classic bright yellow pencil that had olive green vines wrapping around it, the vines had brownish red thorns.

Her fourth was on her left shoulder, it was a dark purple rose that looked almost too lifelike.

Her final one was on her back, it was the Japanese symbol for creative which looked like it was made with an actual Japanese paint brush.

Jessica had seven that all fit her personality perfectly.

Her first two went together, they were both on the top of her feet, they were eyes both were a bright green with details that would shock anyone.

Her third one was on the back of her left lower leg, it was her favorite character of her favorite show, it was Gir from Invader Zim, the small robot was in his green dog costume and holding a pink cupcake about to eat it.

Her fourth one was on the left side of her belly, it was a black game controller that belonged to a PS2 which was her favorite kind of game station.

Her fifth one was on her back, it was a bright white rabbit with a patch of green grass under him.

Her sixth was on her right upper arm, it was a bright orange and yellow flower that seemed to pop out of her arm. Her last one was on her right lower leg, it was Koopa Troopa from Mario because she always picked him to be her character in Mario kart.

Corey had only three because she was more into the Henna kind of tattoo, or a sharpie.

Her first two went together like Jessica's, they were on her lower legs, they were the Japanese symbols, the one on the left was love, and the right one was war. They were both black with a touch of red.

The other one was on her back, it was an old looking brown book that had dark green vines growing all over it with small blue flowers.

Crystal had eight each one was passionate just like her.

Her first two were together and inside her wrists, they were small flowers but the right one was pale white with a black center and the left one was jet black with a white center.

Her third one was across her chest going from over her heart to her right side, right over her heart as I said was a dark red heart and there were black ropes wrapping around it going to her right side.

Her fourth one was on her tailbone, it was her astrological symbol; Scorpio, meaning the scorpion it was in purplish red ink.

Her fifth one was on her back, it was a red rose that was wilting to one side, two petals were falling towards the bottom of the dark stem which had a couple of black thorns on it.

Her sixth was on top of her right foot, it was dark blue stars that had light green vines going around them but close enough so it didn't look apart of it.

Her seventh was on the back of her left lower leg, it was a bone white skull that had purple, yellow, and blue roses around it and a red rose in it's dead jaw.

Her eighth was on the top of her right hand, it was the yin and yang symbol with the original black and white ink.

They all had piercings too.

Diana had two sets of ear piercings, and a belly button piercing.

Jessica had three sets of ear piercings, two belly button piercings and a nose piercing on the right side of her nostril.

Corey had two sets of ear piercings, a belly button piercing, and a lip ring which she said was a dare.

Crystal had three sets of ear piercings, a belly button piercing, snake bites, and a very small tongue piercing that she did just for fun.

The day went by fast like it always did, they said goodnight to each other and went towards where they each lived, they all lived in apartments, all except Crystal.

Crystal went to the abandoned building she lived in, she went through the slightly stuck doors and into the room where she had all of her stuff, however slight that was.

Crystal had a space for ninjutsu training; she had a small mat, all her weapons, and a raggedy punching bag.

She went over to her weapons and gadgets. Her favorite was a pair of black sais, they had small dragon heads at the end of the handle.

Her second favorite was a set of leg knives because she liked going down and pulling them from their holsters when no one was looking.

Her third favorite was the pendant that hid a secret knife, she liked surprising people when they thought they saw all her weapons.

And her fourth favorite was a ton of throwing knives, she knew if she ever ran out she could get some more at a pawn shop or something.

She picked up her sais and spun them in her hands, then she put them down and walked over to her other side.

It was full of stuff that meant something to her, she still had that bag that she grabbed and stuffed stuff that meant something to her at that time. Though it was mostly gifts from her parents.

A mixed CD her mom made, a silver colored blanket, a fuzzy red hat, a pair of hoop earrings, three notebooks filled with tattoo doodles, and her pair of sais which was a gift from her father, along with her whole life savings from when she was twelve.

They all were still in that bag incase someone came to check out the building.

But she had four pictures hung up just to make it more homelike.

The first one was a picture of all the girls in front of the tattoo parlor, they had just named it with the sign "Bone Art" hanging behind them.

The second one was a news paper clipping about the fire, it talked about how everyone thought she was dead though they hadn't found the body.

The third one was another piece of news of her, it was her first time fighting the bad guys and leaving them to the police, they had a blurry picture of her on a building.

The last one was also a news paper clipping, it was her fifth time doing it and they finally named her the Shadow.

Crystal looked at all those pictures and then slipped into her ninja outfit. It was all dark grey with a dull silver belt. She slipped on all her weapons and put on her special shoes, it was for quick getaways. Diana made them, if she clicked a button on the side of them two wheels one in front and one in back, it made skates.

Crystal was a very good skater ever since her mother showed her how to.

And then Crystal went out onto the building tops, she started scanning the streets for any crime she could see.

I started looking around for any crime I could stop.

I surprisingly found it soon.

There was a man who was drunk, and he was going after a young teenage girl, around maybe sixteen who was running, probably for her virginity.

I swiftly cut him off in the dark alley he had planned to corner her in, I stopped him by upper cutting his jaw on the left side. He winded back and then came at me with his left arm locked for a punch in the gut, I side stepped and tripped him. I looked down at the man, so drunk, I grabbed his collar and then kneed him in the balls.

It was a more blunt approach then I used but it was still effective.

I left him groaning on the ground and looked over at the girl, she was crying with her back against the alley's wall about half way down. I went over to her. "Hey, ya okay?" I asked looking down at her, my voice was slightly muffled by my ninja hood but you could still hear it okay.

She looked up, she had bright blonde hair that went to her shoulders and dark blue eyes, she was wearing light blue ripped jeans and a loose dark blue teeshirt, she had one set of ear piercings and an eyebrow piercing. Her makeup was running from her crying. She reminded me slightly of Jessica.

She rubbed her mascara trying to make it better. "Y-yeah, I-I'm fine." She said shakily, I nodded. "Go home, and take care of yourself." I said.

Then I went back into the shadows where I went back to my patrol. The girl went home and eventually, I came back out. I did my patrol like most nights.

I however didn't know there were four shadows watching me.

Four teenage mutant turtles watched Crystal as she saved a young girl from probably being raped. She talked to the girl and then went back onto the building. They followed her when she went back and it began to become dawn.

They saw her go into an old warehouse and went into it after a while. She was asleep on a mat, she was still in her ninja outfit but had taken off her weapons.

They went around splitting up and searching the place where their competition lived at.

The purple banded one, who had olive green skin went around taking pictures.

The blue banded one, who had white green was reading the news paper clippings.

The orange banded one, who had slightly darker skin then the purple one, was watching Crystal making sure she didn't wake up.

And the red banded one, who had the darkest green skin, was looking at her weapons almost enviously.

Then when they were done observing, they went quietly out of the warehouse and into the sewers where they lived away from prying eyes.

And that night each one thought about the new ninja newcomer, they had so many questions.

The orange banded one wondered: Would they meet her?

The blue banded one wondered: Would she be an ally or an enemy?

The purple banded one wondered: Was she a good ninja?

And the red one wondered: What was she like?

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