Watashiwa Hitoridewanai (ROTTMNT x Fem! Child! Reader)

01

The young child sat down, her back against a dirty wall. She choked on her sobs as she remembered the past incident a day ago. She didn't want to remember it, it just brings back the painful memories. The way her mother pushed her out of the window, and the sound of someone staᅳ No, she has to stop thinking about it.

She remembered what her mother said that day, "Anatawa hitorijanai. . ."

"Watashiwa hitoridewanai." The young six-year-old murmured to herself as she hugged her backpack in the alleyway. She held the backpack, her mother's scent still lingers on it, it's almost as if she was really with her, hugging her. 

She also held her necklace that was around her neck in her small right hand, it consists of a shiny pointy metal that Y/N was not sure was made of. Her mother had given it to her that day too, saying quote "Never let anyone lay a hand on this. This will be your most priced possession."

Y/N then heard the sound of shuffling. She looked to her left and saw a trash can. She had heard the shuffling from there. She wiped her tears with her tiny hand as she stood up, wearing her backpack messily.

She walks to the trash can cautiously, half-curious and half-scared about what could be in that metal thing. 'It could be a person. No no, maybe a cat! Ooh! I love cats!' the young girl pondered.

Y/N knocks on the trash can, the shuffling stopped abruptly. "I-is someone there?" She asks. The trash can's lid lifted up, revealing a pair of maroon eyes, peering at her curiously. Y/N removed the lid and placed it down on the ground, revealing a creature with yellow, blue, and red fur. "A Puppy?" She loudly questions, she raises up her hand. 

The creature tenses up when he sees her hand, Y/N pets the creature's head. The dog-like creature releases a satisfied chirp, possibly saying that he trusts the girl in front of him.

The dog then latches himself on the girl's arms, licking her face as Y/N giggles. "H-hey! Stop it!" She says as she wipes the liquid off her face.

Suddenly, the girl and the creature heard footsteps. "This way!" She heard someone shout. Y/N turned to the alleyway entrance, the dog in hand, to see two older men with angry-looking dogs in dog pouches hanging on the scary men's chests. "It's the agent!" One of them exclaims.

Y/N looks at them terrified while the creature was growling. She widens her eyes when a blue glow surrounded her and the creature's body. In a blink of an eye, she and the creature were outside of the alleyway. "Huh?" She huffed in confusion. The men started running to them as Y/N gasps and started running with the creature held tightly in her arms.

She ducked into a construction yard, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw the men ran past the area. She held the creature in front of her, "Don't worry, puppy! I won't let the bad men come and kidnap you." She declares firmly. The creature chirps, it shakes a little, making the liquid in the vial strapped around its neck make. . . liquid noises. He pets the vial gently and looks at the E/C eyes of the girl. "Do we need to keep this safe?" She asks, hoping that she understood it correctly. The creature nods and chirps. Y/N smiles, "Okay thenᅳ"

She gasps when she hears a big thud behind her, she turns around to see a big turtle. She backs up, the creature growling as it drops down, holding a protective stance in front of the young girl. 

"Hey, little guys, whatchu guys doin' here?" The mutant baby-talked. The turtle tries to make himself less of a threat in her eyes since she was a kid and also because the creature might have been angry with him, which he failed in doing since he easily towered over the two small individuals. They heard a few laughs behind the turtle. 

Y/N looked to see three more turtles, who had different masks on, and a teenage girl.

The turtle in front of them grunted, "What? Pets love me alright? I am one with the animals. Not to mention I'm good with kids too." He reasons. Well, it seems as if the creature did not agree with that. It leaped off from the ground to the red-clad turtle's face as it starts to scratch and claw him up.