The streets of New York are no place for the average person. Only those who are both smart and strong can survive. The drugs, the alcohol, the gangs. It's not for everyone. A lone girl wanders the streets. It's late and pitch black aside from a few street lights. On top of it being late, she's also wandering around one of the sketchiest, most gang filled, crime ridden parts of New York. She has flawless brown skin, and plump lips, along with glowing purple eyes and long eyelashes hidden beneath the hood of her jacket. She's a mutant, created by an insane scientist. He mixed the DNA of a wolf with hers as well as mutagen, thus resulting in her current form. She escaped when the lab went up in flames when she was a young child, escaping with her brothers before being taken in by a kind woman who raised and loved them like a real mother would. She flicks her furry ears to and fro on top of her head thoughtfully, her long, fluffy tail and curvaceous hips swaying as she walks. Just like every person, she has a dark side. The scientist who made who subjected her to cruel, inhumane experiments. He also gave her a wild, animalistic bloodlust that takes over her whenever something triggers her. She hates that part of herself and wishes she has more control over it. Suddenly, she's pulled into a dark alley and thrown to the ground before getting surrounded by a bunch of men with the same symbol tattooed on their right biceps. Obsidian Vipers. It gives her an unpleasant sense of Deja Vu. She knows she's seen it before, but her memory can't seem to recall it. "Look what we have here boys~ She's a freak, but she's sexy. Why don't we have some fun with her~" He says seductively, getting dark smiles and twisted laughter in response. One of them grabs her tail, yanking her onto her hands and knees. "Stay quiet or we'll hurt you." The man who grabbed her tail growls. Something in her mind snaps as the bloodlust takes over. Her pupils narrow to slits like a cat's, her fangs lengthening and her fingernails sharpening themselves. She growls and twists around, sinking her fangs into his forearm. He yells in pain and lets go of her before receiving a large, painful slash across the chest from her claws. The rest of the Obsidian Vipers freeze from shock and fear as they watch in horror while the girl sinks her fangs into his back and pulls out his entire spine, breaking and tearing muscles and bones as blood pours forth from between his shoulder blades. The rest of them scream and run. At the sound of them screaming, she snaps out of it, not realizing what's she's done until she looks down and sees herself covered in blood along with the man's body, his back ripped open. She frantically scurries to her feet eyeing her long slender fingers, now dripping with blood. Hot tears build in her eyes, guilt and self hatred building within her as she runs towards her mom's apartment, completely unaware of six pairs of glowing eyes watching her from the roof of a nearby building. Orbs of ocean blue, bloodstain red, green and gold, baby blue, and two pairs of gold. The ocean blue meets the green and gold pair. "She's the one alright. Let's keep on eye on her. We'll catch her soon."
To be continued...
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Rebels of The Streets
FanfictionAn alternative universe of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Street Punks.