WARNING: THIS IS NOT A SERIOUS STORY, AND IS HIGHLY UNFINISHED. READ THE DESCRIPTION PLEASE.
Okay, context; Today, the day I've decided to upload this, is one of the character's birthday's. Happy birthday, Tyler! Now, with that being said, this is the OLDEST version of this story. It is almost 2 whole years old, if not already. The last Wattpad edit was 7/15/21, and that's the day I stopped writing, not the day I started.
This was back when it was a joke story that I wasn't taking seriously. Later down the line I decided to restart and put an actual attempt, because I kind of grew on the characters. It was going good, but I had to swap applications due to my iPad no longer handling the old one, and me having to get a new iPad. But instead of copy pasting what I had, I decided another rewrite was needed, and that was the best decision I've ever made.
I've made LOTS of progress since then, however I'm still working on it, so that's why I haven't posted it anywhere. I also kind of left this account behind, because if I'm being honest here, I need a do-over here as well. But this has been a lot of word salad, I just wanted to get some things out of the way to explain why this story is.. so bad lmfao
So yes, I repeat, this is the oldest version of Lakia (Now known as Hufare), and is a complete shitpost. Do NOT take this seriously, just about every aspect of what's written here has been removed completely in the current version. Characters have actual personality's and motives now.
Green Stardust ~ (Sequel to Angel's Love of Two Wings)
48 parts Complete
48 parts
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I exited through the side entrance of the building and stood by the manhole cover, pulling it up and out of the way. I climbed down the ladder and slid the cover back over me, shrouding myself in pitch darkness.
When I got to the ground, water splashed by my feet and I turned my phone flashlight on. Ice covered most of the walls and floor, except for the small puddle I stepped in.
I looked around and started walking in the right direction. It was colder in the sewers this time of year and I almost slipped on ice a few times.
When I saw familiar pipes and came to what looked like a concrete wall, a small smile formed on my lips. I stood in front of it for a moment, staring at it.
"Come on, Angel." I muttered to myself.
It's only been two years. I doubt much has changed.
I took a deep breath in and reached up to pull the pipe above the closed door. I'm a lot taller now, so I didn't have to get on my tip toes like back then. The door parted open and I walked in slowly, hearing a thud behind me when it shut closed.
It was quiet in the lair as I walked around, taking it all in. Most of it looked the same, while some parts looked new. I took my beanie, scarf, and jacket off, setting them on the couch nearby.
"Hello?"
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**** quick content and trigger warning possibility. Regarding the fanfics that revolve around the tmnt fandom and series versions, I personally have read many that involve hard language (cursing) and depictions of violent scenes bc it's whats in the storylines of all versions of tmnt across the board and through the decades. As stated in the information for the previous book for this mini series, if anything is offensive in any such way or should be corrected, feel free to reach out and comment or PM me regarding it and I'll gladly hear you out in order to learn from the mistake I made for future reference. The main character is based off myself since I wrote this back in high school--third year in college currently 2021--as a heads up***