It's probably been so flippin long since I updated before that none of my original readers are here, but if you were one of them…Wow! I'm rendered speechless…Okay, not anymore. The turtles' ain't mine, so don't sue.

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Gilly splashed angrily through the shallow water on her way to Brooklyn. It was her favorite part of New York these days, even though it was farthest from home. Or maybe because it was farthest from home. She hated how Marnie had them living. She hated how Marnie was the self-proclaimed leader. She hated how the other girls wouldn't listen to her. She hated how at only three years old she was *used* in some freak experiment by horrible murderous people in the name of science. Three years old. Now at seventeen, she was a mutant freak, confined to the sewers and alleys, living off of whatever she could scavenge off the streets.

Her mind turned to the four new mutants. All four were boys. She'd never known there was even the chance that others formed by TGRI were out there, let alone in the same city. She cursed herself for not finding out for herself before the others. She'd always prided herself in knowing the entire city like the back of her hand. She wondered idly if the four boy mutants were from the same experiment as she was, or if they were of another group. She supposed that if the scientists were heartless enough to do one of those experiments, it was quite likely that they'd do others as well. She also wondered about the other five girls, whom she remembered nothing about. She knew only of the four other girls she was living with, and of the four animal-mutants they lived with until...

Gilly shook her head to clear those bad thoughts. She was certain the later on Marnie would tell the four boys about what had happened, and she planned to not be around when it happened. Three of those five Lost Ones were her friends. Sure she was relatively friendly with all of them, save for Marnie, but those three she was very close with. Strangely enough, she was absolutely without a doubt the closest to the tabby. Nearing her destination, a bar in the heart of Brooklyn, she pulled up the collar of the duster, and pulled down her gangster hat. This move wasn't to hide the fact that she was a mutant, so much as that she was a girl. The bartender and the regulars were used to her mutant skin, but she had only seen other women in the bar in the escort of men, and these women were all whores.

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Fred's scientific mind, which only picked up the most obscure bits of information, was busy keeping itself off of the wounds caused to her legs by the broken glass by analyzing the accents of the four turtles. Raphael was the only one of them to have a local accent. His was Brooklyn, the same as Gilly. Michelangelo had an accent that sounded Californian, Leonardo's was slightly southern, and Donatello's was harder to place. She eventually decided on either northeast or just plain north. That done, she was forced to either resume conversation or think about the pain in her legs.

"And so by then, it was just too late for us to help them. I think Gilly was hurt the most when they were Lost. She was the closest to them. Now it's a lot easier to hide, with only five of us instead of ten, but it's harder when we try to help people. See, I don't know why you four do it, but we've come to be especially sensitive to injustices being done to the innocent. After what was done to us, we don't want anyone to have to go through anything as bad as that," Marnie finished.

Leonardo whistled. "Some story. Hey, do you mind if we bring our Master Splinter here to listen to your story? He'd probably be able to offer some sort of insight or something on what happened. And maybe let you guys in on a few ways to channel Gilly's anger. We've had a number of issues like that ourselves." He glared pointedly at Raph at this last statement.

"Speaking of Master Splinter," Donny spoke up. "We should probably be heading back." The others nodded. As one, the group –except for Fred- stood. The four turtles promised to return with their Master early the next afternoon. They reached the door, and Leo pulled it open as the others said their goodbyes. Just as they stepped out into the sewers, and the three girls turned around, the whole underground was rocked by an explosion and the mutants were plunged into darkness.

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If you could be any of the following Disney characters, who would you be?

A) Tinkerbelle
B) Wendy Darling
C) Genie from Aladdin
D) Belle
E) SuperTed
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