Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Fanfic Opening

It was a long day. Work was busy and it was a very long day that never felt like it was going to end; now the topper on the cake is rain as I walk home. The rain has made the streets darker than usual. The light seemed dimmer, the shadows deeper, more ominous, like one wrong move and they could swallow you whole, I should have taken the bus.

I hurry along tucked into my jacket. I hear footsteps behind me. I think nothing of it; I live in a big city after all. I keep up my brisk pace but hear the footsteps getting closer and closer. Suddenly I feel a strong tug and I’m pulled back and thrown to the ground. My jacket pulled from my shoulders.

Sitting exposed on the sidewalk the rain starts to soak through my sweater. A shady figure grabs me and pulls me towards the black shadows of the alley way. I kick and yell for help, my voice can’t carry under the heavy rain. I struggle to try to get away.

Hidden away from sight in the alley I feel hands start to rip at my clothes, my jacket pulled away. I feel my skirt starting to be lifted. I scream into the rain only to feel like it is dampening my efforts, kicking as hard as I can. I’m helpless to fight against an attacker of his size.

A hand starts to slide up my leg and I close my eyes knowing what’s going to come next. Suddenly the hand wasn’t there. I hear scuffling followed by a loud thump of a body hitting the ground. I open my eyes to see my attacker tied up lying bloodied on the ground.

Stunned I don’t move for a short time. I just sat trying to catch my breath. Out of the shadows a hand reaches towards me, a voice softly asks, “Are you ok? Don’t be scared we’re here to help.”

I lift my hand and place it into his. The moment my hand touches his I’m taken aback for a moment, it feels cold and wet, I know it’s raining but it just feels off. I ignore my reaction and fully place my hand in his. Three fingers, but feels like a full hand. He helps me to my feet. My eyes having time to adjust to the darkness I see a figure in front of me. It’s tall and the voice of a man but his body is built different.

Through the rain I see a figure in the shadows, “Thank you for saving me from that guy. If you didn’t come along I would have been in serious trouble. I guess this makes you my guardian, something.” I say, still trying to catch my breath.

“We couldn’t just sit by and watch someone hurt an innocent person” The voice from the shadow says.

“We, there’s more than just you?” In all the commotion I couldn’t tell.

“My brothers and I, I’m Donatello.” He says.

Unusual name I thought to myself but who am I to judge.