What happens when two paths cross in a world of destruction and loss?

Leonardo x Reader (Y/N) worked for shredder all her life. Captured, brain washed, and used to do all of the dirty work. She set out on a mission to find the turtles. Something about a specific turtle seems to capture her attention. Is this a love to be or not to be?

From a normal student you become a true ninja warrior,and all this,just because you fell in love with a mutant turtle.Your past is a mystery,but an strange man called Shredder claiming that he is your uncle.The decision: follow your heart or join the bad guys.

You have a twisted and sensitive back story. Being one of many mutant turtles, you find the boys in the sewers. You are a very quiet and mysterious warrior. Leo wants to know of you, but he gets pulled in by your charms, just as you did when you first met. Splinter is on a quest and will return in one week, one night he has a horrible vision and returns home to find 5 turtles.

You were a normal girl but your life wasn't easy because you got bulled. You are also Kunoichi.

plip, plop plip plop. The rain quietly fell from the sky. there was no thunder or lightning. just rain. The water slid down your already drenched body in tiny droplets. Your breathing was heavy and laboured, still at unrest from the third near death experience you'd had within the past month. You stood face to face with the one who had saved you many times over. "Who are you?" you demanded. his blue eyes thinned, not caring about the rain that beads on his green skin and bounced off his shell. "Leo." he breathed out quietly. °°2012 tmnt°° She/Her reader Arc 1 - January 19th 2018 - June 16th 2023 ∆ The art on the cover is done by Tumblr user obscenelybefuddled ∆ THIS IS ONLY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND AO3

{DISCONTINUED}[if you want a Leonardo x reader that hasn't been discontinued, please check out 'Paint'.] Glass bit into the palms of her calloused flesh, angry crimson blood staining her skin, dripping onto the floor. Her eyes were blurred as her mind spun out of sheer rage. "Stop," she choked out, her entire frame shaking. "Stop trying to fix me." She flipped her hand and allowed the shards of broken glass to clatter onto the floor along with the shattered mirror. "If you break a mirror it stays broken, Leonardo." She sniffed loudly, wiping blood across her leaking nose. She stood there for a moment, fingers curling into fists, staring at the floor beneath her, waiting. For what? She wasn't sure. She didn't want to be held by him. That was a lie too. She moved towards the door, placing a hand on the frame as she turned to gaze upon his heart broken features. She swallowed harshly, not daring to make eye contact with him. "There are just some things that cannot be fixed." Her hushed whisper hung heavy in the damp air of the room. A hand print painted of blood was left firmly on the doorway. Fractured, she left. --- Props to @Kasketchie for making the cover. ---