Chapter 3

When I was finally settled and comfortable, I looked at the rat who was named Splinter.

"Many years ago I lived in Japan: a pet of my master Yoshi, mimicking his movements from my cage and learning the mysterious art of Jinjitsu, for Yoshi was one of Japan's finest shadow warriors. His only rival was a man named Oroko Saki, and they competed in all things, but in nothing more fiercely than for the love of a woman, Thang Shin.

Shin's love was only for my master and rather than see him fight Saki for her hand, she persuaded Yoshi to flee with me to America. But Saki vowed vengeance. I remember it well, as my master returned home to find his beloved Shin lying on the floor, and then he saw her killer. Saki wasted no words, and during the struggle, my cage was broken. I leapt to Saki's face, biting and clawing, but he threw me to the floor and took one swipe with his Katana, slicing my ear. Then he was gone, and I was alone.

When we were forced to come to New York, I found myself for the first time without a home, wandering through the sewers, scavenging for whatever I could find. And then, one day, I came upon a shattered glass jar and four baby turtles. The little ones were crawling into strange glowing ooze from a broken canister nearby. I gathered them up in an old coffee can and when I awoke the next morning, I received a shock. For they had doubled in size. I, too, was growing. Particularly in intellect.

I was amazed by how intelligent they seemed, but nothing could have prepared me for what happened next: one of them spoke. More words followed, and I began their training. Teaching them all that I had learned from my master. And soon, I gave them all names: Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, and Raphael,"

Splinter told me as I thought on this. I had told him a very vague side to my story because it is hard for me to trust people now after everything that happened. Somehow, I feel bad that I told him something very short while he gave me his whole life story.

There was a knock on the door soon after. Splinter told whoever it was the to come in. The door opened to reveal another large turtle yet this one had a blue mask. When he saw me, he looked a little baffled.

"Leonardo, this is Miss Matthews." Splinter nodded and turned back to the turtle named Leonardo and continued to speak.

"Leonardo, take her back to Donatello's lab so he can check her wounds then bring her some breakfast, I feel that she might be hungry."

Might? I'm always hungry. My foster parents barely give me any food. That's why I'm so skinny.

Leonardo nodded back and walked over to me.

"Please come."

I looked at Leonardo then to Splinter. I stood up and slowly followed the turtle to where ever he was taking me. I followed the large turtle to a wide hallway. There were pictures hanging on the walls. I tried not to look at them and just glanced back to the large turtle named Leonardo's back. Something about him was making me feel strange. I don't know what it is but the feeling isn't going away. I swallowed hard and shifted my eyes to the concrete floor as they were in the beginning. Since I wasn't paying attention, my shoulder hit against the wall to the right. A loud yelp escaped my lips and then made me groan. Even though it was just a bump, it felt as if someone had shot me in the shoulder.

Leonardo, instead of walking and not stopping, turned around and showed an expression of worry. He looked nervous and didn't do anything to help. I guess he really doesn't know how to help. I swallowed again after the pain started to slowly fade away. My left arm was now holding my right shoulder. I looked back to Leonardo. He still had the same expression to me. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. It's just a little pain, I'm not dead.

"Maybe you should rest a while." Leonardo said from behind me.

"Yeah, how about no" I said as I shrugged and kept walking away.

I heard him sigh and walk again toward me. I stopped walking for him to catch up because I honestly don't know where I'm going. After he did catch up, we passed by many rooms all of which were closed. I guess its because its late at night or early morning, I really don't know. Leonardo stopped at one of the doors that was labeled "LAB" in capital letters. It was painted into the steel door with the color purple. Leonardo knocked on the door then opened it without waiting for a response. I waited outside as he went inside the LAB. He poked his head out after a few seconds of being in there.

"You coming, or not?" He asked me.

"I don't need to be bandaged or whatever your going to do. I'm fine." I huffed to him. Leonardo sighed and came out of the room called the LAB.

"Look, just a minute ago your were in pain from bumping into the wall so suggest you stop being so stubborn and just rest or you won't heal and get better." He said sternly to me.

I rolled my eyes and pushed past him, walking into the room. Once I took a look around, I realized that I was in the room that I woke up in about an hour ago. I walked over to the bed/table and jumped onto it. I was in pain but I held in my yell in my throat. I could feel my eyes water a bit but like my yell, I held it in. I guess Leonardo noticed my pain because he sighed and closed his eyes.

"Look, I'll be back in a minute. I have to get my brother, he knows what to do." He said and then turned around and closed the door behind him. I looked around the room once more. There were so many computers and tools just lying around. I then heard a knock on the door to reveal another turtle but with a purple mask now. He looks tired as if he just woke up which I'm guessing he did. He yawned and sat down in a chair that was next to the desk. He grabbed a box and moved over to me. He opened to box and looked over to me.

"Hello there, I'm Donatello. It's nice to meet you." He told me as he got out bandages from the box. He had pale green skin, much lighter than his brother. His bright brown eyes looked me over as if he could see where my bruises and cuts were.

I had on a black hoodie and underneath a long green shirt. My dark black skinny jeans seemed to blend into the darkness around the room if only there weren't holes and rips from where I was beat.

"I'm Riley." I whispered . He nodded signaling that he heard me. Donatello seemed gentler than Leonardo, that's for sure.

"Here, put your foot on my thigh. I can see some blood on your right leg seeping through your pants. I'm just going to bandage it if that's alright." I put my leg up onto his. He rolled up my jeans and as soon as he did, I hissed from pain. I didn't notice that I got cut there but I guess it happened. He quickly wrapped a soft white cotton that stopped the stinging a bit.

"Um, thanks Donatello...." I told him. He plastered on a gentle smile that seemed to make his eyes sparkle under his purple mask.

"No problem. You can call me Donnie by the way. Donatello is just a whole mouthful. Are you in pain somewhere else? I could help with that too."

I remember the stinging I felt earlier on the back of my shoulder when I bumped into the wall on the way here. Maybe I could ask him to bandage that too. No. I shouldn't. That would mean he could see the cuts on my wrists.

"No thanks, I think there are just a few small cuts but I could do those later." I shrugged as I told him.

Donnie didn't look to convinced. But after about a long awkward silence, he let it go. I could hear him sigh as he got up and out of the chair.

"You should rest. You look really tired." He told me as he walked out of the room, leaving me without a second to respond.

I layed down on the bed and looked up the the ceiling. Okay, this day has been weird. I sneak out at midnight then get beat up by the purple dragons and almost die. I wake up in a stranger's home and find out that turtles and a rat live here.

A normal day, alright.

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