Finding My World ( A Ninja Turtle Fanfiction) {EDITING}

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Trinitie's P.O.V

My eyes opened gradually, slowly, and I blinked a couple times to righten my vision. The first thing I noticed was that I was still me. Apparently their little 'experimentation' didn't work. The second thing I noticed was that instead of a silver bed made of metal and a cardboard pillow, I was laying on one that felt like heaven in heaven, with clouds as the stuffing.

Yeah. It was that nice.

Why was it purple?

I sat straight up, my eyes darting around. If I wasn't at my 'room's then where was I?

I shifted to a sitting position and slowly stood, stumbling my way towards a way out. Of course, being me, I ended up abandoning my quiet streak when I rammed my knee into the edge of something, and a string of curses loudly making way out of my throat before I could stop them. Holding my breath, I waited for something to jump out at me, breathing out a sigh of relief when nothing did. A faint glow glowed from under what I assumed to be a door, and I carefully made my way toward it, keeping my hands out in front of me I case there were any more traps.

Just as my fingers gripping the cool metal of the door handle I had managed to find, I froze, and goosebumps pricked up my arms.

I wasn't wearing my clothes.

These clothes were baggy and felt as if they would fall off. These clothes weren't as rough as the fabric I had worn for the past however long. They weren't mine.

Where am I?

I opened the door slowly, cautiously peeking out before opening the door wider and stepping outside, closing it quietly behind me.

Looking around, I decided to go down the brighter end of the hallway. Maybe I could sneak out before anyone noticed I was gone. After a few steps, I knew that wasn't going to happen.

But I can't stay here.

I walked down the dimly lit hallway, squinting at the light in what looked to be a kitchen. The space widened to reveal a sunken down area, a small tv sitting on the edge.

I walked over to the tv, bored out of my mind, and decided, hey, why not just watch some tv? I'll find out where I am sooner or later. This place doesn't seem so sinister, especially with all the little popcorn pieces on the floor. So I flipped the tv on when I located the remote and flicked through the channels, finally landing on Ironman, near the beginning of the movie. And there just happened to be a marathon of the first, second, and third one. I squealed in delight and looked at the time before clicking the channel, and sitting down on the floor in front of it.

It was 3:21 a.m.

I shrugged and watched it. No big deal.

I had just finished the last movie when Captain America came on, which I haven't seen yet. Obviously, I stayed on the channel.

In the middle of it, I felt a presence behind me, but ignored it, because the good action part was coming. If they wanted to talk to me then they had to wait till the movie was over.

When it was almost to the ending, only about fifteen minutes left,I felt the presences of a few more behind me. They were quiet, but the tv was also pretty loud, so it didn't matter, I guess.

Once it ended with Steve Rogers finding out about the 'new world' I turned around to face four man-sized turtles. Sure, it wasn't something you saw everyday, but they have feelings too. I surely didn't want to hurt them by screaming my head off.