True Love

Found by...what?

Found by...what?

~Chapter 3~

Found by...what?

Annie's POV

I wake up to the sound of cars whirring past the building I'm on on the road. I slowly get up and grab my blade, cautious of any daytime roof jumpers.

I pull out my iPhone (which I bought at a local Apple store) and stick it in the pocket of my skirt. I grab my blade's holster and snap it on my waist. I slide my blade into it.

I jump to the other roof, and slam into the pavement. Ouch. With a slight sickening feeling, I realize who's apartment I'm on. Vic's.

Crap. He's probably the crankiest dude ever to live on the earth. Just now, he opens his rooftop hut's door, and I freeze.

"Ann?" he asks. "Get offa my roof before I seriously call the police."

"I'm pretty sure the police will come if you say there's a teenage girl on my rooftop." I roll my eyes.

"I mean it, teen!" He waves his phone in the air.

I sigh. "Okay, okay! Sheesh. I'm going!" I slide down the building and onto the sidewalk. "Happy now?" I yell.

For at least four hours, I do everything I can think of, including eating a whole pie of pizza. Soon, night comes, and I'm on my rooftop home.

Suddenly, when I reach for my blanket, I hear a familiar voice.

"She's not my girlfriend, Mikey! She's a girl, who's a friend, who's dad got kidnapped by the same aliens who are gonna break into that lab, and we're gonna stop them!"

I quietly jump over to Vic's roof and see the green shape-four of them-and duck behind Vic's garbage he keeps on the roof. I look closer to see they're...turtles?! Mutant turtles! Awesome!!!! They also have multi-colored masks on. Blue, red, purple, and orange.

"Or we'll sit out on a cold roof all night for no reason," the turtle with the red mask says.

Suddenly, the door swings open and Vic appears. "What the heck's going on up here?"

The turtles freeze; I guess they don't want anyone to know about them.

"What are ya, playing dress up?" Vic asks.

"No, sir," the blue-masked turtle says. "We were just-"

"Which one of you slimy green ham shanks busted my satellite dish?!" Vic screams.

"Dude, look in the mirror if you want to see a slimy ham shank," I mutter.

"Ham shanks?!" the red one screeches.

"I don't even know what that means," the purple-masked one says. I realize he's the one with the voice from last night.

"Me neither," the red one growls. "But I don't like it!" He reaches for his belt, where a sai rests. My eyes widen. These turtles have ninja weapons!!!! That doubles their coolness.

The blue-masked one stops the red one. "Let's go," he says. The turtles turn to leave and I duck behind the garbage.

Too late. I lock eyes with one of them before I duck down. The purple one. I swallow and press my finger to my lips. Hopefully the others won't find me if he keeps his mouth shut. He slightly nods.

"That's right, ya spineless cream puff!" Vic yells. I can see the red-masked turtle looking really ticked off. "Listen to your mommy!"

My heart weeps at the memory when he'd said that to me a while ago. The insult had slapped me worse than anything had before. I don't have a mother anymore. She was killed when I was four, and the bladed creature-I'm not sure he was even a human-kidnapped me and took me to Japan. After a year, I escaped to New York City. My heart still feels like a dagger stabs into it each time I think about the horrible events that changed me forever.

Suddenly, the red turtle whips around, sais in hands. "Hey! Watch it, buddy!"

"Oh, no!" Vic yells tauntingly and mockingly. "I didn't know you had salad tongs!"

"Salad tongs?!" The red one charges forward, but the blue one holds him back. "I'm not gonna take this from some greasy, pit-stained slob with a comb-over!" I giggle at that.

"You calling me ugly? Seen a mirror lately, circus freak?!" Vic shoots back. "You want a piece of me?"

"When I'm done, a piece of you is all that's gonna be left!" the red one yells. Now, all of the turtles are holding him back.

Suddenly, a blast of purple almost shoots the red one, if he didn't jump back in time. I look over to see the four identical guys from last night! I gasp.

"Kraang-Droids!" the blue one shouts. Huh. That's what they're called?

"Holy Toledo!" Vic gasps.

"Way to blow our position, Raph," the blue whispers harshly to the red.

All turtles whip out their weapons: katana blades for the blue, sais for the red, a bo staff for the purple, and nun-chucks for the orange. I'll say it again: awesome!!!!!!

The turtles charge into battle and start destroying the droids. One of them sneaks away from the fighting and gets closer to where I'm hiding. Suddenly, he whips around and fires his gun into my arm.

"Ow!" I scream. I fall back, trying to ignore the pain in my arm. "What was that for?!"

"That which is known as girl will pay for that which is known as befriending those who are called the turtles."

...Do they all speak like this?

Suddenly, the Kraang is whacked to the side by the staff from the purple turtle. He runs to me, kneeling down. "You okay?"

"I guess," I say. "But, ow! My arm seriously hurts."

Suddenly, another Kraang comes at us. The turtle whacks his staff across the Kraang's face.

"Keep going, Kung fu frogs!" I turn to see Vic, holding his phone up. "This is pure gold!"

"We're not frogs, you idiot!" the red one screams.

"Yeah, and it's not Kung fu!" the purple one adds. "It's an ancient Japanese battle art!"

"Guys, he got us on video!" the blue one says.

Now, the red one's seriously pissed. "Not for long, he doesn't." He leaps for the door, but Vic just shuts it in his face, causing him to slam his head in the door.

"I'm gonna make a fortune offa this!" Vic yells from inside.

"Firetrucks on route," the purple one says, looking down on the road. "Thirty seconds."

I try to get up, but I fall down, clenching my right arm. "Ow!" Sea green liquid pours out of the place where the Kraang shot me. I wince as the purple turtle gently lays his hand on my arm.

"Oh, no!" he yells. "The mutagen!"

Suddenly, I black out.