Two of a Kind

Chapter 2- Intertwined Fates

*the next day*

~Jordon's P.O.V~

My alarm clock blared Monster by Skillet in my ear and I woke up with a groan then shut it off. I threw my feet over the edge of the bed and stood up with a stretch. Opening my closet, I looked for some athletic looking clothes to put on for my early morning run and found a black sports bra, a red comfy jacket and a pair of black comfy shorts. I tied my hair in a ponytail and put on some black and red tennis shoes before grabbing my phone and heading out the door.

The sun was just beginning to rise from behind the trees and I unlocked my fancy iPhone 4s. Scrolling through my music, I put in my headphones and turned on Counting Stars by One Republic. To me, music was a way of escape from the real world. The real world was a harsh place to live in, especially here in New York with all the rape and murder cases piling up.

There were only a few people I could really trust and that was my four humanoid turtle friends and their sensei who was a mutant rat. They helped care for me through a lot. I had met them long ago when I was little and someone was trying to kidnap me late in the evening. They had appeared out of nowhere like silent guardians and protected me. My parents had died a few years later. We were all small tykes back then and now we had all grown up into teenagers.

Let it Rock by Kevin Rudolph and Lil Wayne had just come on when I noticed a group of people in the alley I was passing by. I tried to avoid catching their attention since no good ever came from a gang, only violence and torture. Especially from this particular group. The Purple Dragons. They were the reason the crime scale was going up.

One of them had spotted me and shared a few words with the rest of his gang who noticed me as well. A hand came out of nowhere from behind me and clamped over my mouth.

The hand was smaller than a mans normally would be, so I guessed it had to belong to a girl about my age. She pulled me against her and walked me into the alley. "I think I'll call you.... Blue." She whispered in my ear close enough to be heard over my music. That was probably for the account of blue highlights in my dark brown hair.

The men all laughed and I saw a glint in their hands here and there, meaning they were loaded with weapons. She tied a cloth around my mouth and hands to make sure I couldn't speak or untie the gag.

Several of the men advanced towards me with creepy grins and murder and lust showed in their eyes. But they had made one mistake. They hadn't taken out my headphones. I Like it Loud by Cash Cash came on and my eyes turned brownish-red.

Music somehow gave me power. It was like a drug to me. The type of song affected my mood and made me feel the way the song sounded.

One of the dragons grabbed my arm and I kneed him in the stomach, making him fall to ground. Some of the gang were gaping while others had a look of anger, but most of them looked drunk. Another came at me with a knife and I ducked his swing, lashed out with my foot, and kicked him in the face. He staggered backwards and fell to the ground, clutching his bloody nose.

I had no problem with fighting. The turtles grew up learning ninja moves and 'the secrets of the universe', and after my parents died, they taught me what they knew so I could protect myself. But it was getting rather hard to breathe with this cloth suffocating me. Stupid asthma.

A big, muscular man wearing a vest came at me with a long and sharp looking knife and I just barely dodged his attack. I was going to have to be careful with this guy. He swung at me with an amazing speed this time and I wasn't quick enough to dodge it. The knife grazed my stomach and left a long, bloody streak across it. I grabbed my stomach in pain and Roar by Katy Perry came on.

My eyes were getting redder and I rolled under the guy and rammed into his back, making him stumble forward and fall to the ground. He looked up at me with a not-so-happy face and I heard a few gunshots over the noise sounding from my headphones and felt a bullet fly by on one side and another graze my arm on the other.

I turned around to attack someone when I felt a great amount of force smack into my back as Mr.Vest tackled me from behind. I fell to the ground as he pinned me down and my head hit the concrete with a sickening crack, blurring my vision some. He took my headphones out and threw my phone into the wall. I was glad I had a life proof case on it or it would've shattered into a million shards.

I tried to get out from under him, but it was no use. Where were my ninja turtles?