11AN: I watched the movie last night and this came to me. Pardon if it is short first chapter. It's a prologue. By the end of this, if you have any ideas for other arcs for this fic, tell me. Thanks. On with the fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles
Life could be taken away from you at the blink of an eye. No matter what age you are, or if it even you. The last memory of the life taken could be that you were swinging on a swing, the person pushing you. Or it could be that you had an argument ending with the words "I hate you." You also know that after saying that, you could rush off, knowing that when you came back, apologies would be said, and the world would be right again.
You could witness the death, or find the one you love already dead. The last possibility could be that you never get to see the loved ones face again.
Life is very short, and very precious. The pain that comes after takes awhile, or immediately hits you like a bullet. It hurts you either way.
The girl was walking down the street, ice cream in hand, when she saw flames impaling the dark New York night sky. Now this made the girl drop her sweet treat and sprint in the direction.
For the building burning was a place that her father worked at. With her heart pounding, the adrenalin coursing through her body, she sprinted as fast as her legs would take her until the burning building stood above her, little explosions dancing across the barren windows.
She couldn't just stand there and wait for the place to be obliterated. Without a thought of her life being put on the line, she rushed into the building, the heat instantly enveloping her small frame.
As she came into the room where her father worked, she saw the four turtles and a rat cowering in a corner, a flaming piece of ceiling dangling above them, ready to snap and fall.
Those were the animals that her father had raised and experimented with. "NOOO!" She yelled, rushing across the room, diving for them. As her hands wove around them, she yanked back just in time. The tile hit the floor as she rushed away, backwards.
That was when she tripped over something. She fell to the ground, inching her way to the object. She gasped, her brown eyes growing wide in horror. It was a burnt body, to marred for her to make out.
"Give me those turtles and rat!" A familiar voice snapped, coming from across the room. She snapped up, eyes locking onto her dads colleague.
"No." She whispered, getting up. Her blood was pumping again, adrenaline kicking in again.
"If you don't, you'll end up just like your father there." The man pointedly smiled at the dark form in front of her.
Her heart faltered, then her eyes hardened. "Like heck I will give you them then." With that, she ran as fast as she could, down the stairs and out the building.
She heard footsteps behind her. She kicked it in, swinging into an ally. She let her gaze fly everywhere, finally landing on a manhole. It was that or get killed. She let the animals go and tugged at the thing. The steps grew closer.
"I will find you." The voice then cackled.
Her face grew red, then finally the cover came off. She grabbed the animals again, jumping down. At the bottom, she let them go again, climbing back up the stairs. The cover was easier to pull back over than to pull out. It fit with a clunk.
She rushed to the bottom, grabbing the turtles and the rat again. Holding them close, she fell against the wall, sliding down, finally defeated. Tears long overdue fell down her pale and tired face.
The footsteps walked over the manhole. The girl shivered, scared. They came to a stop. Then;
"I will find you. And when I do, you are toast. I'll make you watch as I kill those beasts slowly. Then you will be alive to always feel the pain, April O'Neil." With that, the footsteps started to fade away, until they were gone.
April silently sobbed, sniffing.
The last thing she said to her dad was those three little, yet full of meaning words; "I HATE YOU!"
AN: well, how was it? If you have any ideas, PM me, or review. This is really interesting to me. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter.