One shots (1) (Completed)

TMNT Streetpunk!Turtles x Turtle! Reader- This family

This was requested by TheAdvisor, I tried my best my dude, I hope you enjoy!

This is the street punks au so names go as follows- 

Leonardo- Swift 

Raphael- Rebel 

Donatello- Ghost

Mikey- M.C

In this version of the AU the previous turtles existed at one point but are dead now. This Au was created by SirConCon on Deviantart, enjoy you guys!

You watched the Purple Dragon turn the corner, seeing your friend's phone in his hand.

Were you an experienced fighter?

Nope.
Did you have a plan?
Not at all

Did you know if he was alone?
Forever alone, probably,

But other gang members around?

You had no clue

Were the odds in your favor?

Definitely not

So why were you doing this?
The Purple Dragon messed with your friend and no way in hell were you going to let that slide. You shimmied from the rooftop you were on to the last fire escape before jumping in and kicking the Purple Dragon in the neck, well you were aiming for the head but you missed. And apparently the whole crew was in there. So you did the only thing you could do, grab your friends phone dab and run into the open street. Thank God it was nighttime and literally no one was out.

"Get her!" Han shouts, pointing to you. You ran through the street and down some winding back alleys that you knew in an effort to lose them, it totally backfired on you and they cornered you. You somehow found a jean jacket that fit your bulky turtle form and hid the phone there. Han, the leader, was the one to catch up to you and sweep you off your feet, literally. You thudded to the ground with a grunt and held your hands to protect your head as they kicked you.
"Nobody steals from the Purple Dragons you freak! You should've learned that by now!"
"Really?" Another voice echoed in the alley, you couldn't see but there were four mutant turtles just like you, perched on a fire escape.

"Then how come we get away with it all the time?" You lifted your arms up slightly to see the four turtles.

"This is Dragon territory, I suggest you leave right now"

"Really? Whatcha gon' do if we don't fool?"
"Yeah besides you're on Turtle territory, or can your pea-sized brains not even comprehend that?" The Dragons delivered a pretty nasty kick to your head, which made you drift in and out of consciousness so you weren't getting the whole conversation. After that it was a blur of gunshots and punches before you blacked out from the pain.

-Timeskip-

You woke up on some kind of bed.
"Where the heck am I?" You question, sitting up. It was slightly dark in your area and you saw April's phone on your nightstand. You grabbed it and put it in your pocket, getting up and opening the door, you looked both ways of the hallway. It was totally deserted. You hesitantly scooched out of your room and did 'eenie meenie minie moe' thing before choosing the left hallway. It looked like some kind of abandoned building. Not a warehouse though, it was much more extensive than that. The hallway seemed to go forever and you heard humming coming in your direction, you panicked and got ready to fight whoever it was coming your way. You didn't have to wait long, there was another male turtle coming your way. He had his eyes closed as he hummed, twirling the pizza box expertly in his hands. He had an orange mask and a spraypaint N.Y.C hat with an orange shirt. His baggy jeans had orange rips and had the writing 'M.C DO'. Around his belt were bead chains and had black shoes. He probably wouldn't have noticed you, but he looked like your slightly older brother Mikey. You had four older brothers, but when you first escaped from the lab and were exposed to the real world disease took them away one by one. Mikey was the last one to go. You still didn't understand why they died from disease while you were living. But it was so long since you saw him, you couldn't believe it, how was he alive?
"M..mikey?" You stutter, tears forming in your eyes. He abruptly turned around.
"Holy shit, I didn't even see you there, who's Mikey?" He asks curiously, tilting his head.