Chapter #6

My jaw dropped when I turned around and saw him, and oddly he looked at me the same way. In front of me was a huge, as in ridiculously buff, turtle who was walking on two feet. His movements were human like, but his skin and body features were that of a turtle. His eyes were a greenish-yellow color. He had brown and red bandage wraps on his arms, wrists, calves, and feet. He had a strap going across the front of his chest which held what I assumed was a phone, and he had a few belts around his waist with holsters, but at the moment I couldn't see what they were holding. He also wore faded red shorts with brown flaps on the sides and red wraps around his knees. The brown flaps on the sides and in the front of his shorts almost displayed the traditional look of a samurai, and in addition to that he also had a red bandana that covered his head with a pair of black sunglasses on top. Who was this guy? I was so shocked but also so surprised that my dropped jaw had begun forming into a small smile, without me realizing it was doing so.

"Are you…aliens…or mutants?"
His expression then began to change from shocked to pissed, as his dropped jaw expression shifted into a scowl. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything he was cut off by a strict toned voice, and then a childish one.

"That's none of your con-"
"WE'RE MUTANTS BABY!"

We both turned to see three other human turtle looking guys walk over. One of them was shaking their head at a shorter one, and the tallest rolled his eyes and nudged the shortest one.
"Dude! What gives?"
"BE QUIET!" they shouted at him. He put his hands up in defense and walked off to the side.

I was trying to process everything that was going on.
"Mutants huh…*gasp*" I slapped my hands to my cheeks. "You're the test subjects from the TCRI experiment! Right?"
I looked from one turtle to the next, waiting for a response, but each of them just kept looking at each other with confused expressions, as if they were trying to reassure from the others how they should respond. So, I decided to ask the shortest one.
I turned to him and asked "am I right?"
He nodded with a huge smile.
"Mikey, leave!" the strict one shouted.

The strict one was just a hair shorter than the buff one. I guesstimated that the buff one was about 6'5 and that the strict one was about 6'4. He also had a lot of muscle to him, but it seemed more like natural muscle and not so much that he spent every waking minute working out, like the buff one. Unlike the darker eyed turtle, this one had bright blue eyes. He wore a blue bandana and also sported the samurai look by wearing thin wooden armor across his chest, shoulder and knuckle pads, bandage wraps on his calves, and blue shorts that also had flaps that styled them to be similar to a samurai's armor. He also had a strap go across his chest, but this strap included a holder with two swords in them that were held on his back. Oh, so this was probably the one that knocked me out the second time, which I was still pretty sore from that. This one also wore shoes, but it was obvious that he had cut and altered both pairs so that they would fit his feet.
My amazement at everything I was seeing made me continue to smile, even though I hadn't realized I was doing so.

"What's so funny?" the red one growled.
"…what?" I absently asked as my smile started to fade.
"What are you smiling about? Is this funny to you? Do we look funny?!"
"There's a burn mark on your shoulder…"
"…wh…what?"
I pointed towards his right shoulder. "Why is there a burn mark on your shoulder in the shape of kanji?"
"He just did that to look cool!" the shortest shouted from across the room through cupped hands around his mouth, and then instantly turning to run after doing so. I chuckled, he obviously knew that red was going to chase him down after saying that.

The remaining two sighed and shook their heads.
"Well, so much for taking things seriously" blue said as he walked away towards the other two.

Now I was alone with the last of the four, the quiet one with the glasses. He had greenish-yellow colored eyes like the tough one, and he definitely had some muscle to him as well, but he was noticeably the thinnest of the four. What he didn't have in noticeable muscle he made up for in noticeable height though since he was definitely taller than the others, looking to be about 6'8. This guy was also a lot more fun to look at than the other two. He literally had technological devices and wires all over him. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like he had a small vacuum pack on his back, but whatever it was I assumed it was used to power a lot of the devices that he had on him. He had goggles on top his head, and on his left shoulder were small body cameras while there was an electrical outlet on his right. It was funny how he had a small microphone connected with the goggles, making him look like a nerdy gamer, but then he also had a pair of headphones around his neck that usually the "cool" kids used. The outlet was on one of a many straps that went across his chest, each with pockets holding who knows what type of devices within them. He even had a utility belt with even more tools and devices within the pockets that had been strapped onto the belt. Just like the previous two turtles, he also dressed like a samurai. He wore a purple bandana that matched the bandage wraps on his right shoulder. On the opposite shoulder he wore a shoulder pad. He sported an elbow pad that went all the way up to his wrist on his right arm, and on his left side he had an elbow pad and a control panel glove. He wore very faded purplish-grey shorts, but the flaps were solar panels, he was literally wearing solar panels. That's awesome! Like, who does that? So far he was winning in being my favorite of the four based on looks alone. I noticed that he also wore knee pads, a shin guard on his right shin, and boots.
I hadn't realized how long I had been staring at him, but I had noticed that this whole time he had just been awkwardly staring at the floor.

"Can you talk?"
He looked up at me with a surprised and somewhat irked look. "Well, yea…"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Sorry, couldn't tell since you're being so quiet." I gave a small smile, trying to ease the awkward tension. It didn't help though.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure what to say to the person who snuck into and stole from our home" he said in a serious and sour tone.
Ouch, but I definitely deserved that. I did steal from them and I pushed them away every time they tried to get the flash drive back, and to top it off I ran away and fought one or more of them.
A crash came from behind him. He turned around and sighed. "Wait here, please" he groaned. I guess I had a reputation of running away. I was going to stay put in order to gain their trust and show that I wanted to cooperate with them…until I saw a giant brown rat wearing a gold colored robe walking around in a space off to my right. In the room was a round stage like area, but what I hadn't noticed before was an entrance on the side of the risen up piece.

I slowly followed him through the opening, but without even turning around he had already sensed my presence. He whipped his tail at me, but I dodged it twice. I put my hands up in defense.
"Whoaaa hey, I don't mean any harm I swear! You just look super awesome, that's all."
He turned around to face me.
"Is that your excuse for stealing from my sons? Because it was super awesome? Why did you sneak into our home?"
I paused, thinking back to that night. "You…you were the presence I felt that night, weren't you?" He nodded. "If you knew I was here, then why did you let me roam around?"
His brow furrowed. "You seemed innocent and harmless, like you had accidentally stumbled across something you never meant to find, but it seems I was wrong."
I blushed a bit, beginning to feel embarrassed about the reason why I was now meeting all these people.
"I'm sorry for stealing from your home. To be completely honest, I found this place by chance and I never meant to bring any sense of danger to you and your…wait did you say they're your sons?"
He gave a small smile and nodded. "Yes, I raised those four all on my own since they were babies, so they are my sons."
"Then you're also one of the test subjects from TCRI?"
"Yes, that is correct." He motioned for me to sit across from him at a small table. I assumed he had mentally deemed me as safe, or at least not dangerous for now, and was starting to feel at ease with my presence. Now that I was being welcomed rather than attacked, I kneeled down and continued the conversation.
"So, do you guys have names?"
"Of course, you can call me Splinter. My oldest son is Leonardo, he is the leader of the group."
"Soooooo the super strict one in blue?"
He chuckled. "Yes, that is him. The second oldest is Raphael, he has a bit of a temper."
"Got it, tough guy in red is Raphael."
"Then we move on to Donatello."
"Glasses! Right?"
"That is correct, and the youngest of the group is Michelangelo."
"The short fun one!"
The old rat laughed. "I'm glad that you think so. As you can see, his brothers don't always see him as that. Usually they see him more so as the hyper one or the one who knows how to get under your skin. Most of the time they laugh at his silly antics, but in moments where the others want him to be serious, they get irritated by his jokes quite easily." He shook his head. "I love these four with all my heart, but sometimes they can get so out of hand."
I smiled at him. "Yea, but trust me, life wouldn't be the same without loud and annoying brothers that are always bugging each other and everyone else."
"Oh, do you have brothers?"
I nodded with a big smile. "Yup! Four to be exact. Three older and one younger. I'm second to last in being the baby of eight, so I'm sure that's why I see your youngest as funny, because that's me a lot of the time in my family, hehe."

As I continued to talk with the older rat, the guiltier I felt for stealing from him and his family. Two of the five seemed really nice, and I'm sure all of them would have been more welcoming if I had handled this whole situation better.

"Umm…I want to apologize again for-"
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Leo was standing in the entrance way, and man did he look pissed.
"Ah my son, I was just talking to…I'm sorry, I never got your name."
I turned and put my hand out. "It's Sam, Samantha Allan Park." He shook my hand and smiled.
"Dad" he sounded like he was trying to keep himself calm. "Can Samantha-"
"Ew, call me Sam, please."
"…Can Sam please come back with us so we can discuss some things with her?"
Splinter nodded his head. "I'm actually about to head to bed my son, so please shut the door on your way out. Goodnight my son, and it was nice to meet you Samantha."
"Likewise sir" I said with a huge smile. I stood up and walked past the turtle, now standing in the middle of the lair.

"What part of don't move don't you understand?"
The buff turtle looked pissed again.
I put my hands up in defense. "Look Raph, I'm sorry your dad is awesome and super nice to talk to, it won't happen again."
"Don't make us go searching for you again or else…how do you know my name?" he growled.
I smiled and pointed towards the entryway. "Oh your dad told me!" I said with excitement, in an odd way I was starting to feel comfortable around these guys.
"Wait, what?! Why was she talking to sensei?" the tallest shouted.
"Because she snuck away Don, because that's what she does!"
I grabbed Raph's right arm. "You have a Campbell's soup can on your wrist."
He yanked his arm back. "So what?"
I smiled. "That's awesome."
"HOW?!" The one turtle I hadn't really talked to yet had walked over.
"Because nobody does that. Who would ever think to cut a soup can and turn it into a metal bracer?"
"Pshh! Well, he'll never admit this, but he actually got that idea from me, hehe."

I changed my mind, this one was definitely my favorite, since he was funny and actually tried to hold a conversation with me. Michelangelo wore an orange bandana and was noticeably the shortest of his four brothers. He had bright blue eyes just like the strict one. He seemed to be about 5'8, which was the closest to my height of 5'5, which made him a little less intimidating. His muscle size was about the same as Leo's, so again more natural looking. He had on a couple sea shell necklaces with a pair of sunglasses hanging off of them. He had two straps that went across his chest, but it didn't look like they were holding anything at the moment. He wore some bandage wraps around his wrists and knuckles. He was the only one who didn't dress like a samurai and dressed with his own style, wearing a pair of black shorts with very faded orange stripes and a hoodie wrapped around his waist. He wore knee pads and had a shin guard on his left shin. He also wore shoes that had been cut and altered to fit his feet.

"ANYWAY" Leo cut in, and all was silent. "So according to sensei, you're here by chance?" he asked in a peeved tone.
All four sets of eyes were staring at me.
I pursed my lips as I reached into my pocket and pulled out the flash drive. I tossed it over to Donnie.
"Look, I never meant to cause any harm or anything. I just found the cameras and eventually they lead me here. My mind went blank when I got here though, I mean this place is amazing. I didn't know who lived here and I didn't know if I'd ever get to see it again, so I took something that might lead me to learn more about it. That's literally all there is to it."
"How'd you find the cameras?"
Now all eyes were on Donnie. "Well?" he asked sternly.
"I was wearing a pair of glasses with a camera built in, and when I got home I used some Eulerian techniques when editing the film and that's when I saw them."
"What's that?" Mikey looked confused.
"A technique that makes really small movements really easy to see."
He smiled and nodded. "Ahhh, right. Of course." This guy was adorable, pretending like he had any idea what the technique was, but he definitely lightened the mood, in my opinion at least.
Donnie still seemed upset though. "Fair enough, so how did you deactivate the cameras?"
"I have a camera detector, you shoot the laser and boom, the camera shuts off."
The others were silent, and they seemed a bit shocked as they listened to their brother talk. I guess they weren't used to hearing him talk in such a stern tone? At least I'm assuming this is why they were making the faces they were, since he had been silent pretty much the whole time I was here until now.

"If you happened to be here by chance, why did you keep booting me out every time I hacked into the computer you were using?"
"Like I said, I wanted to learn more about what I had found, not that you really let me get that far though."
I was hoping that maybe he would ease up some now that I had given the drive back to him, but he still seemed tense.
"How do you know all that stuff anyway?"
I gave him a puzzled look. "What stuff exactly?"
"Everything." He spoke in more of a sour tone now. "About the camera techniques, how to deactivate my cameras, the codes that prevented me from hacking into whatever computer you were using, and now jumping off of trucks, defending yourself in the dark, and accurately throwing manhole covers when only taking a second to locate your target."
"Oh!" I had completely forgotten about that. "Who was that?"
"Meeee!" Mikey raised and waved his hand around like he was a child waiting to be called on.
I gritted my teeth and sent him an apologetic look.
"I'm so sorry about that. I panicked and just did what I could to defend myself."
He shook his head.
"No problem bruh, besides, your kick was a lot worse" he said as he rubbed his cheek.
I slapped my hands to my cheeks.
"OH MY GOD THAT WAS YOU TO?!" Seriously? How did I keep attacking the nice one?!
"I'm so, so sorry about that. I really am."
"It's all good, honestly I think you scared my brothers more than you did me. Especially when you started flinging bricks at Leo."
Ah, so I was right about that. I turned toward the oldest turtle.
"Sorry for that as well, and thanks I guess for not hitting me too hard. Or at least it didn't hurt as much as the first punch."
"Don't thank me, I just did what needed to be done. Oh, and here's your stuff by the way."
He grabbed my back pack from a nearby ledge and threw it to me. I looked inside and sighed with relief when I saw that my tonfa, phone, skateboard, everything was still settled in its original place within the bag. My ring was also in a zippered pouch on the inside of the bag.

"So what are we going to do with her?"
Leo sighed. "We're not going to DO anything Raph, we got what we needed and everything is fine."
"Fine? She's seen us now Leo, and I'm sure she's going to go tell people!"
"Can I intervene?" I asked as I raised my hand. They both shot me a dirty look, but stayed silent.
"I'm not going to tell anyone, because that could be dangerous for both of our families, and I don't want to cause any more harm than I already have. That and then people would want to see you and would start hunting you down to ask questions, and then I won't be able to ask my own questions."
Raph made a puzzled expression. "What questions?"
"Why does he have swords?" I said as I pointed towards Leo.
"Because we're ninjas!" shouted Mikey.
I was confused. "We're?"
"Yea, as in 'we are' all ninjas. Heh, I know stuff" he said as he nodded cockily while crossing his arms across his chest.
"Then why do only one of you have weapons?" I asked.
"Oh we all do! You've seen Leo's katanas, Raph has sai's, Donnie has a bo staff, and I have these bad boys!" as he pulled out two nunchucks from behind him. So that's what his straps were for, he carried them behind him. And that's what was in Raph's holsters, and I assumed that Donnie's bo staff was hiding in one of his millions of pockets.

"Gosh Mikey, why don't you just tell her every secret we have, because that wouldn't be stupid in any way whatsoever!" Wow, yelling must be this guy's hobby.
"Dude what's your problem? She's just curious about us, why is that such a bad thing? We said we wanted to talk to her right? Well, she's talking now!"
"Yea, AFTER she attacked you, TWICE! And then she tried to hurt Leo! How can you just ignore all of that!"
"Because we scared her and that's why she attacked!"
"No, you messed up and freaked her out!"
"Yea, and everyone apologized so everything's good now!"

Leo pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched the space between his two brothers get smaller and their anger levels grow higher. "*sigh* I can only do this for so long this late at night."
"Don't worry, I'll help this time" his nerdy brother reassured.

The two went to break up and calm their brothers. As they did this, my eye caught something orange from across the room. I walked across to the other side of the room and then crossed the small bridge that lead to the eating area. Sitting on top of one the tables was a very unique looking skateboard. It was a bit longer and wider than normal, but if it was being used by one of these guys then of course this size would be needed. It was black and orange, so I was pretty sure I knew who it belonged to. There were a few wires taped to the bottom of it, and there were four rods with wheels at the bottom. These rods could move up and down with the board, making it easier to land and push up off the ground. It even had rockets on the sides as well, this thing was incredible! I laid my hand on the top and was shocked at what I felt. Skateboards were made out of wood, but this one was made out of metal. I inspected the board for a bit and after analyzing the materials it was made of, I picked the board up and lifted it over my head.
Just as I did this, the four brothers turned around to see what I was doing, and all their eyes went wide. Mikey was terrified.
"Wait, nonono!" he shouted as I swiftly smashed the board down towards the edge of the table. Just as I had suspected, not one scratch was made on the board.
Mikey ran over and snatched the board away.
"DUDE! What was that for?!" He then cradled the board in his arms like it was his child. "It's okay, it's okay" he said and then looked back at me. "WHY!?"
"Your board is made out of flat carbon steel" I said with wide eyes and a huge smile.
"Um…sure?"
"*sigh* Yes it is. What's your point?" Donnie had obviously built this device, and also was very upset with what I had just done to his creation.
"That means it would take something stronger than steel to break this, that's incredible that you could make that down here."
He gave me a brooding expression and raised an eyebrow in annoyance. "You know about carbon steel?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, a little bit, since I have my own." I reached behind me and pulled a rod from the middle strap on the outside of my backpack. I pressed a button and the rod widened on both sides. Unlike Mikey's skateboard which was built like a traditional skateboard, mine had been built more so like a rip stick, but the platform for my feet did go all the way across from one side to the other like a regular board. Also like a rip stick, the wheels were underneath the front and back parts of the board rather than on the sides. Like Mikey's board though, mine also had rods that made getting on and off the ground easier.

Both turtle's jaws dropped when I showed them my board.
"Whoa! Can I hold it? I promise I won't do what you just did to mine!"
I laughed. "Yea of course" and I tossed him the board.
Donnie inspected the device as well. "How did you get the design to be so small?" he asked in amazement.
"Hehe simple" as I held up my hand and wiggled my fingers "I have small hands, so I can handle smaller parts" I said with a smile. "Plus I had to make it decently thin and light or else my tiny feet couldn't control the board well, that and it would be pretty difficult to carry."
For the first time that night, the quiet turtle actually made a faint smile. "And how did you learn about this?"
"One of my older brother's friends had some project type thing and at the time my brother had to take me with him pretty much everywhere, so I got to work on and keep one of their main prototypes."

"Looks cool bruh, I think it should have more color though."
I raised my brow at him in a comical way. "What? A girl can't have a solid black and green skateboard?"
He rolled his eyes playfully. "I didn't mean it that way, I just like brighter colors is all."
Raph was standing off to the side by himself during this time, obviously wanting nothing to do with the conversation.
Leo came over and took the board from his brother, curious as to what everyone was looking at. "The green symbols, what language is that?"
"Korean. Half my siblings are Korean, so I wrote all my siblings names in Hangul."
He looked at me with a puzzled face. "You're mixed?"
I chuckled. "Naw. Four of my siblings are adopted. They went through…a rough time at home, to put it lightly, so when I was eight my parents adopted them."
As he continued to read over the names, he noticed that there were more than four sets of characters written.
"Wait…if half your siblings are Korean, then you're one of eight?"
"YUP!" I said as I threw my hands up in the air in excitement.
"Dannnnngggg! And I thought four siblings was a lot!" Mikey shouted.
Mikey took the board back from his brother, took one last good look at it, and then tossed it back to me. I grabbed his left wrist right after he did so, looking over the marking that was there. It looked like a cursive version of his nick name.
I gave him a fixed expression. "You have a tattoo?"
"Yup! Two actually." He pointed up towards the top of his left shoulder where there was a much larger tattoo of what seemed like a black turtle shell. How I hadn't seen it until now I'll never know.
"How do you have these?"
He then pointed over to the second oldest and whispered "he practiced for years until he mastered the skill. I've had these for a few years now. You have any?"
I rapidly shook my head. "Nope! No thank you."
"Aww what's wrong with tattoos?"
"Nothing, they're just not my thing. I don't see anything wrong with them, I just don't care for me getting one. I think certain one's look nice on other people though, but being brutally honest, I don't like sleeves. I personally think things like that are going a bit overboard. But hey, to each their own, you know?"
He nodded. "I gotcha."

"ENOUGH!"
Raph was fuming. This whole situation seemed to annoy him.
"Why are we socializing with the thief?"
"Whoaaa, you have one to!" I said as I pointed toward his right shoulder.
"STOP. CHANGING. THE SUBJECT."
"Okay, okay. Sorry, all of this is just a lot to take in. Plus you guys are probably way older than me so I'm sure my childish ways are probably irky to you."
Mikey laughed. "How old do you think we are?"
"I don't know, like early twenties?"
Leo and Donnie both had to hold back from chuckling at my comment, Mikey on the other hand burst out laughing.
"HA! We're only fifteen! Oh, but we can still have, adult conversations."
"Wait…I'm older than you guys? That's no fair, you're all way taller than me!"
"Aww" he mocked and pat my head "Well when you become a mutant, you can be tall like us!"
"Gee, thanks." I said with a joking smile.

"Hey, I noticed your board didn't have rockets, why not?"
I shrugged. "We never needed them, we were just making a modified version of a regular board."
"Well! Next time you're here we totally have to change that, because mine can get some serious air and-"
"NO."
Mikey dead panned and looked at Raph. "What now?"
"She's not coming back" he snarled.
My gaze dropped to the floor. I had been so excited and interested in these guys that I had forgotten about reality and that I probably wouldn't be allowed back here.

"Wait, what?" Mikey was a mix of confused and upset.
"SHE. CANNOT. COME BACK. How else can I say it so that you understand?"
"But…but…"
"Here, I'll say it in Spanish. NO!"
Mikey turned toward his oldest brother. "…Leo?"
He sighed.
"Look Mikey, it's not safe for any of us if she keeps coming back here. She seems innocent-"
"Pshh, okay." Raph mumbled.
"BUT, what if someone catches her coming down here? We don't want the Foot finding our home, especially when we just relocated only a matter of months ago."

"You guys were attacked by the Foot?" I asked.
Leo closed his eyes, annoyed that he just released another private piece of information about their lives.

Mikey was still caught up on the fact that their new guest would never be allowed to visit them again.
"Donnie?"
He rubbed his hand behind his head. "Mikey, she's a human. There's no way she could hang out with us without there being a huge risk of someone seeing and then going after her, or her exposing where our new home is and then someone coming after us. It increases every possibility of another Foot clan attack occurring here."
"Yea but-"
"Its fine" I butted in. He looked at me with worried eyes, so I put on my best fake smile, which at this point in life I had mastered. "Your brother's are right, plus I really have no right asking to stay after how and why I ended up getting to meet you guys." I could feel the sting from Raph's glares as I said this.

"Hey guys I have good news in regards to your thiieeee uhh…"
Just then, a young woman who seemed to be in her mid to late twenties at the earliest entered the room. She was about my height with black hair and green eyes. She was wearing a yellow jacket over a grey t-shirt and jeans. Where the heck did she come from? And why was she allowed down here?

I pursed my lips together and made a gloomy expression. "Oh I get it, only the pretty girls get to hang out down here. Got it, message received" as I made the 'O.K.' symbol with my hands.
The three oldest all groaned in annoyance.
"Oh my gosh" as Raph made fists.
"Seriously?" Leo was trying to remain calm.
Donnie just looked around the room, not sure what to do or say.

The woman walked over to me. "Um, hi. You are?"
I made a dull face. "Hi. I'm the biggest loser on the beach. They buried me in the sand and forgot me. What happened to you?"
She looked confused, but still answered. "April O'Neil. Are you-"
"She's not with us, in fact she's leaving" Raph said sourly.

"Oh, I thought you looked familiar. Nice to meet you" I said as I put my hand in front of me. She shook hands, but continued to give me a confused and freaked out expression.
"Hey angel cakes! Meet our thief, Sam! Donnie tracked her down through security camera footage and from her school's attendance and academic records!"
"Ahhh, so that's how he did it. I'll have to keep all that in mind next time."
"There won't be a next time because you're leaving!"
Mikey's brow furrowed in anger. "Dude chill!"

"OKAY!" Leo had had enough with this whole situation. He then turned towards me. "Look Sam, you even admitted that it's not safe for any of us if you keep coming here. Everything was straightened out, we got the drive back, and you apologized, so we're all good now. Thank you for cooperating with us, and now that we've all formally met, not really but whatever, I'm going to KINDLY" As he glared at his younger hot headed brother " ask you to leave now."

I nodded and made a small smile. "I understand, and thanks again, since you guys could have been way worse and way more violent in handling the situation, but you weren't. At least most of you weren't. Thanks for that. And thanks for letting me talk to you guys for a bit. And again I'm sorry for scaring you guys…and then for running, and then for attacking a couple of you."

I turned towards Mikey who had a depressed look on his face and sent him a small wave. "Nice meeting you" I said with a huge smile.
"You to." He waved back and smiled, though his fake smile was extremely obvious.

I then went over to the entrance on the back wall, the way I had entered the room the first time I had ever been here. I got my board out and began to roll away as I reached into my bag for my phone so that I could use GPS to get back to my home. I couldn't believe that I would never get to see these guys again. For years I had been waiting for something amazing to happen, and when something incredibly awesome was finally and randomly thrown my way, it was ripped away from me just as quickly as it had been thrown. I could tell that my presence wasn't wanted there though. Red made it extremely obvious, but I could tell that the other two didn't really want me around either. At least Mikey was nice. I wish that I could at least have hung out with him one more time, I mean it's been so long since I was able to talk to someone so comfortably. But oh well, I guess this week long adventure has come to a close.
_

Mikey stood there in amazement.
"Someone finds us, accepts us, and is interested in us…and we basically just said screw you and kicked her out…"
"It's about time to" Raph said with an evil grin as he headed towards his room, happy that the girl had finally left their home.
Mikey began to make fists, furious with the way his brother had been acting towards the girl.

Leo sighed. "I'll catch you up on everything April" as he nodded towards the eatery. The two then sat down as he explained everything that had happened that night.

Donnie looked over towards his younger brother who was now sitting on the couch trying to calm himself. He walked over and sat down next to him, putting a hand his brother's shoulder.
"Look Mikey, I didn't want to be too harsh or rude to her, but we still can't trust that girl. She had incredible accuracy when she aimed that cover at you, she was chucking bricks at Leo like they were stones, she owns a pair of tonfa that she can handle better than an average person, she can compete with me when it comes to codes and hacking, and she even jumped off of the van and onto the ladder on the back of a truck. She's obviously not a normal girl and we don't know why. She could have been putting on an act this whole time and really she could be working for the Foot. I doubt it, but you never know. It's just too risky to get close to her."

Mikey looked up at his older brother and nodded. "Yea. I know. It just sucks…"
Donnie stood up and stretched. "Don't worry little bro, by morning I'm sure you'll have your mind wrapped around something new and totally crazy and you'll already have forgotten all about her." He smiled and pat his brother on the shoulder. "I'm calling it a night bro, see you in the morning."

Mikey also stood up and walked off towards his own bedroom. He kept a smile on his face until his bedroom door was shut. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't forget about the girl he had just met. She seemed nice and easy to talk to. There were many things that seemed off about her, but that made him think of her even more. He tried to think of ways that he could see her again. He sat up quickly, realizing that Donnie might still have the info from her school on his computers.

He got up and tip toed back to the lair. He peeked around the corner to see if anyone had been awake. April must have gone home and everyone else must have been asleep. Mikey snuck over to the collage of screens and played around some.

"Aha!" He pulled up some of the school footage of the girl. As he watched the videos, his smile slowly faded. In every one of these videos the girl was alone. While everyone else was talking and laughing with their group of friends, she was always sitting by herself. How could the girl who was just laughing and cracking jokes with him a minute ago look so depressed and miserable in almost every video? Eventually there were some clips where she was talking to some people, but once the class or club ended, she was always left alone again. He then looked through files until he found the one with her address on it. He had to see this girl again, something was off about her and he needed to figure out what it was.