I wrote this story years ago (I was in middle school; I'm 22 now) and when I read it I cringed so hard it was painful. Because of this, I've decided to rewrite the story. Once I'm finished, I'll take the '2.0' out of the title or I'll change the title all together lol. I'll keep some of the trauma, but I'll shuffle and snip out some of the details. I'll also likely delete the original but if you really like it (for some reason) I'll leave it up.

I've only been doing x readers or x OC books so far, so I thought I do something different. And it's a Creepypasta story, so this should be interesting. I'm only going to do a few Creepypastas, but if I don't have the one you want, just tell me in the comments and I'll make a second book with that Creepypasta in it. There will be curse words and violence. Anything else I will warn you about ahead of time. ~Sydney

THIS STORY IS UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION PLEASE DON'T READ IT RN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD You and your 3 brothers move to New York City to find your uncle (who is the head of the Purple Dragons) after your parents die and run into the Kraang. You and your brothers are rescued by a red masked turtle and his brothers. You feel something for this turtle, but ignore it. You only care about protecting your family. Will you ever find love? Or will you be emotionless until death? I OWN NOTHING! EVERYTHING GOES TO IT'S RIGHTFUL OWNER!