Ch.1

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I can still vividly remember the last fight we had with shredder. It was brutal, ugly, bloody, and worst of all life changing. I can still remember shredders cold, steal claws digging violently into my neck. I have a scar that reminds me that it was real and every time I look into the mirror it reminds what that monster did. Death, that's what he wanted for me but to bad for him it didn't happen. Now I sit here in the turtles home and have sweet unspoken memories of what used to happen here. The living room used to have the four boys yelling at each other, laughing, crying, and just chilling but now it's empty and cold gravy yard of ghosts. Even the dojo where happy memories of watching the boys kick shell took place has turned cold, dark, sad, and desperate for that love and good times agin.

The turtles needless to say aren't turtles any more but humans. Donnie was the only one that stayed down here as my friend. He has been working endlessly on trying to turn him and his brothers back into mutants. The only problem is he doesn't know where his brothers are.

Leo is missing, gone and we haven't been able to find him since three months after the mutation extraction happened. I still see Mikey around town from the roof tops he skates around like usual and I can only hope that he barley scrapes by long enough to live being the youngest and all. Raph well, what can I say other than he went from bad, to worse, to the worse thing that can happen he's a purple dragon now and cheats, steals, lies, and takes any thing he can get his hands on. He used to protect the weak but now he takes advantage of them and doesn't care. I just feel bad for Donnie, he doesn't show it but he wants to cry and sometimes if I listen through his door I can hear the soft whimper of his tears escaping. oh how I wish master splinter were here. maybe he could help me get the boys back together, but he's gone.

We lost him on the day we fought shredder and I don't even know if he's alive. I wish some one could help us I'm sure we need it but wishes don't come true. I've used all my wishes up on trying to get this "team" back together. Now I April O' Neal sit here and wait for my so called friends to come back and call me family once more.

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