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Season 1, Episode 19
   As Raph griped about the cooler, the crystal ninja panted and winced, their skin glowing brightly once before fading. As it faded, the crystal melted away, and revealed four different tones of warm, human skin and human hair. Blue, green, and brown eyes took in their surroundings sharply.
   Before the turtles and Casey had time to gape at the beautiful girls, Raph sniffed the air. “Hey… I smell smoke.”
   “Really?” The purple ninja frowned. “I smell gas.”
   “Mikey!” Raph growled at his brother, but the purple ninja, now with mocha skin and blue eyes, shook her head.
   “No, not that kind of gas. Like a gas line.”
   “Hey! This door’s getting hot!” Michelangelo grunted as he tried to open it. “And it’s jammed!” Everyone’s eyes widened before two of the ninja, Mikey and Raph leapt to their feet and began clawing and beating on the door.
   “We’ve gotta get out of here!”
   Thirty seconds later, the entire shop went up in a blazing inferno.

   Thirty seconds earlier…
   “We’ve gotta get out of here!” Raph growled as he, Mikey, and two of the female ninjabegan trying to beat down the door. After a few moments they backed away, the door unbearably hot from the fire.
   “We’re trapped, trapped like rats! No offense, sensei,” Mikey gulped. His master merely bowed his head.
   “Leo’s in really bad shape,” Donny said gravely. “We’re all in really bad shape, we have to get out of here!”
   “River, heal your sister so she may carry the injured turtle. Autumn, go with Miss O’Neil, find an exit, now!” The mouse interrupted, gesturing for one of her students to heal the girl in her arms. Another, a blonde ninja now that she wasn’t a walking crystal, gestured for April to lead her to the back. April’s eyes widened as she realized a way for them to escape.
   “We have to get this trunk out of the way!” she said, and with one well placed kick, the trunk was sent flying and crashed into the wall of the cooler, splintering into a thousand pieces.
   “This is where they took out the cooling unit, but how-” With an earsplitting crunch, the ninja, who had turned her arm back into the topaz crystal, the fingers long, deadly spikes, sank her claws into the metal and ripped it off. “Everyone out, now!”
   The ninja in the mouse’s arms wasn’t completely healed by a long shot, but thanks to hersister’s glowing purple crystal hands, she was well enough to change into full-body sapphire crystal and pick up Leo with little discomfort, leaping out the large hole in the back.
   Everyone ran as hard as humanly possible (or not in many cases), away from what would have been their grave. They made it to the end of the alley, a safe distance away, before the ground rumbled under their feet. The windows blew out of the building in an earsplitting boom before the entire roof was blown off, leaving a mushroom cloud and flying fiery debris to litter the street and alley. April’s eyes glistened and she buried her face in her hands, Casey placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. She broke down, turning into Casey’s chest and sobbing at everything she’d lost.
   “Forgive me, Miss O’Neil, but we must leave the past behind for now,” Splinter’s gravelly voice broke through her sobs. “If we are to have a future. Leonardo is badly injured and needs a safe place to heal.”
   “River?” the mouse questioned one of her students, who pulled out looked like a verysmall television screen, only about three inches, with a handle inlaid with different buttons. She pressed a button and winced before shaking her head sadly.
   “It’s gone, sensei. The warehouse has been completely engulfed in flames. The Foot must have gone out while we were fighting and detonated bombs, there’s almost nothing left.” She said softly, and all the mystery ninja were a little more dejected than before.
   “Then we cannot go back, only forward my child.” She smiled. “We should not be sad this night, for we have fought honorably and escaped with our lives. But Splinter-san, where do you suggest we go now?”
   Casey grinned. “Fellas, rodents, and ladies, I know just the place.”

   “I apologize that I can’t be any warmer, I must be weaker than I thought,” the ruby ninja,eyes still covered said softly.
   “You are doing very well, my child. Once River has done what she can for Leonardo, she will begin on all of you.” The mouse, the turtles felt, was much like a female version of Master Splinter, minus a few of his sarcastic tendencies. She could be a small deadly force, but still looked over her daughters with such tenderness. They wondered if that was what it was like having a mom. “Concentrate on keeping the turtles warm, my children.”
   They were all huddled together in a pull-along trailer, two of the warm-blooded ninja holding onto a cold-blooded turtle while the red one sat in the lotus position, her body glowing red rock and the light throbbed gently, warming the air. It was still maybe only fifty-five degrees, she was very weak, but that coupled with the heat from the girls holding onto the turtles helped keep them from shivering too much.
   The girl emitting the heat was sitting closest to Leo, while her sister, purple hands glowing once again, moved them inches above Leo’s body, chanting in Japanese under her breath. She concentrated, tension in her body, as she continued to try to help the turtle heal faster from his extensive wounds.
   “So, my friend,” Splinter broke the silence, “We have at least an hour’s journey before we reach this place of Mr. Jones’s, perhaps you can tell me how you came to be here, and more importantly, how you mutated much like myself.”
   “And maybe your names,” Mikey piped up, then grunted when Donny elbowed him inthe ribs. “What? It’s good manners.”
   The mouse laughed lightly. “Yes, young one, it is indeed good manners. I am Angel, andthese are my daughters. River,” the healing ninja bowed her head in acknowledgement, dark brown hair bound in a braid falling over her shoulder, “Autumn,” the blonde holding onto Donny nodded once briskly, “Jasmine,” the ninja with wavy black hair holding Mikey smiled through her eyes, since none of them had taken off their masks yet, “and Sunshine.” The ninja who doubled as a heater smiled, her body continuing to throb and emit gentle heat. “And our story, Splinter-san, is not unlike yours, and a long one at that.”
   “We have time, I think,” Splinter smiled, one hand holding his injured son’s. His sonswere confused, he called this woman-mouse ‘friend’, and yet seemed as clueless as they were to how she was here, now.
“Of course.”
   “It all started right after Master Yoshi was slain. You had disappeared into the sewers, and it took me many days to find you, of searching the sewers and dumpsters around the city. When I did, you were large, enormous even, with four large infant turtles, all covered in some glowing, strange ooze. I was terrified and ran away, deeper into the sewers.
   “The day after I saw you, I came across an abandoned dove’s nest near a street drain. There were four very small eggs, but what was odd was that they were also covered in ooze, the same ooze I saw on you, and a glowing blue crystal nestled in the middle. I didn’t anything of it until I saw that the eggs were moving. They were still alive, and when I touched them, warm. I pulled the entire nest to my burrow, becoming covered in ooze myself in the process. I cleaned myself and the eggs, burying the crystal before becoming strangely dizzy and falling asleep.
   “The next day I awoke, and the four eggs that I had rescued were no longer as large asme. I was startled to see that I had grown to twenty times my size overnight! The eggs as well were larger, and had begun to crack. I watched, terrified that they might be large birds who would want to eat me, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw.
   “The eggs hatched and four infants cried. These were not dove children, but human! I couldn’t understand it, and with that thought I realized I had become smarter. My old self would have simply run away, but now I was the mutant mother of four human yet not human children. All girls.
   “I immediately found us a place to live in relative secrecy, a large, abandoned warehouse on the docks. It wasn’t easy caring for four infants, but with a robe covering my body I was able to beg for money to buy the formula and diapers needed to care for them. I gave them names, the names of nature, to remind them that they were part of a greater world.
   “They grew much faster than I anticipated, crawling after one month, walking at three. By the time six months came they were laughing and running like any human two-year-old. I was amazed. By the time a year passed, they seemed to be on the level of a three year old. Of course this meant that they outgrew clothing quickly, and I had to hunt the dumpsters and homeless shelters to keep them clothed. These were hard times, but even then I would have changed nothing.
   “After two years I felt that they were ready to learn ninjitsu. I used all theknowledge I had gathered from my time with Master Yoshi and began training them. They took to it well, absorbing the lessons with a few mistakes, like any beginner. Their accelerated aging finally began to slow at five years of age, and by eight they were looking and acting more like normal human children.
   “We have been living in the warehouse with it’s easy access to the sewer until now, training and scavenging to survive. Now my girls are fifteen, though not yet fully trained ninja.”
   “Hey!” Autumn protested.
   “It’s true Autumn, let it go,” Jasmine chided, rubbing Michelangelo’s arms with the purple blanket to keep him warm.
   “She still didn’t have to say it.”
   “There’s nothing more I can do,” River sighed, sitting back from Leonardo. “Everythingnow is up to him. I can only heal his body, his spirit is another thing altogether.”
   “Well, I have a question,” Raphael huffed at Angel. “We still don’t know how you and Master Splinter know each other to begin with!”
   “Patience Raphael,” Splinter admonished. “Master Yoshi caught Angel trying to steal bread many years ago and captured her. Instead of killing her like another human would have, he placed her in the cage with me. He knew she could free herself, and told her she would always have a warm place to sleep and food whenever she wanted. At first she ran away, but she continued to return, and Master Yoshi named her Angel, because she was so quiet and thoughtful and was never one to bite. She eventually began training with me in the cage, copying the moves of Master Yoshi. She was there the day he was killed. I had assumed until now that she had perished in the fire.”
   “Wait, wait, wait! You’re telling me that these human girls I’m looking at are actually...doves?” Donny sputtered. “Impossible! The ooze only mutates growth and neurological capabilities, not transform aviary DNA into crazy human!”
   “It does, actually,” River replied calmly. “If the ooze doesn’t recognize avian DNA, it acts like white blood cells with an allergen, attacking and obliterating. Though instead of killing us from the inside, it rearranged our DNA into a similar pattern to that of humans, with a shifting crystalline arrangement of our cells and long-term effects on our brains.”
   The boys just gaped. “Holy shell, a female Donny!” Mikey crowed.
   River smiled from her position behind Autumn, her glowing hands moving down her sister’s back slowly. “I’ve been studying and analyzing our anatomy by building equipment from the leftovers thrown out from technology companies. Well... until it went up in flames, anyway.” She sighed mournfully. “Ten years of research, all gone. I’ll have to double-time when we get back to replace all that equipment… if we get back…”
   Jasmine patted her sister’s shoulder. “We’ll all go sewer scavenging when we get back. Wherever we set up home next, we’ll need that surveillance system.”
   Suddenly the trailer stopped, lurching sharply and sending everyone groaning on their backs. The back hatch lifted open and Casey hopped inside, grinning broadly.
   “We’re here!” He gestured proudly, and everyone gaped at the dilapidated farmhouse.
   “No duh!” Autumn growled, pulling herself and River up from their sprawled positions on the floor. “Tell me you missed a deer or something!”
   “Touchy! Who’s the blonde?” he jabbed a thumb in her direction, making her eyes narrow as she stepped forward.
   “Autumn, now is not the time! Jasmine, get Leonardo inside,” Angel ordered, effective as a drill sergeant. “Autumn, you and River gather the blankets and some firewood. Sunshine, start a fire as soon as the fireplace is filled. Move!” All the girls leapt into action, scrambling to follow orders.
   Jasmine transformed and picked up Leonardo with extreme care, watched closely by his three brothers and father. She jumped out of the trailer and walked quickly into the farmhouse, his family on her heels, before depositing him gently on the couch and pulling a thick padded blanket over him.
   She stared at him for a moment, contemplating, before turning and bowing to Master Splinter.
   “We will get the fire going and find food, Master Splinter. Master Angel doesn’t want any of you to worry about anything except the welfare of your son. If you need anything from any of us, please, don’t hesitate to ask.” She pulled off her mouth mask and released her hair from its confining bun, letting the waist length soft black hair hang freely. She smiled then started when she noticed that all three turtles were gaping at her openly, jaws dropped and mouths wide open. Master Splinter noticed as well and knocked Michelangelo’s head into Raphael’s, which in turn hit Donatello’s. All three turtles protested and groaned at the pain in their heads.
   “We thank you, young one. Your family has been generous indeed. I shudder to think ofwhat might have happened had your sisters and sensei not come to our aide. Truly, we are in your debt.”
   Jasmine smiled, clasping her hands together and bowing deeply. “It is truly our honor,Master Sensei.” She left them then, to tend to their brother and wait for him to awaken again.
      “You know, she reminds me of someone. Overly polite, likes the color blue, takes everything too seriously…” Mikey mused, rubbing his chin with his three fingers. He smirked and snapped his fingers as he found the answer. “I know! Papa Smurf!” After a loud thunk and a unanimous “Shut up, Mikey!”, he rubbed his head and whimpered.
      “Everyone’s a critic.”

   “Master Angel, may we take off these masks?” Autumn sighed, pulling at her mouth mask. “It’s getting to be a bit stifling in here.”
   “Of course, my daughters. There is no danger here, though we must still be alert. The Shredder may not have been fooled into thinking that we have indeed perished in the fire.” Angel touched Autumn’s cheek warmly, bringing a smile to the young woman’s face. She stood back as her daughters pulled off their mouth and eye masks, tucking them into their tunics for later. “But I must say, my daughters, you have done very well today. No mother could be prouder of her daughters than I am of you at this moment.” River, Jasmine, Autumn, and Sunshine all stood a little straighter at that, pride in their stances, as they gathered firewood and scrounged the cupboards in the kitchen for food.
   Angel took a moment to consider her four very different daughters. They were unusual to be sure, birds who were not, but from what she saw of Splinter’s sons, they were indeed more unusual than she ever anticipated. The effects of the ooze on the infant turtles were no greater than the effects on her: bigger size, bigger brain. But how was it that her daughters had not only become human, they could transform into crystals, some had their psychic abilities were enhanced, and each had a unique elemental ability? Not to mention none of them looked anything alike, regardless of being quadruplets.
   Gentle Jasmine, the unofficial leader of the girls, steadfast and strong, able to lift many times her body weight without becoming sapphire crystal, even more when she did transform. Over the years she had proven to be as the earth, unyielding and nurturing, traits which allowed the other girls to look up to her. Despite that, Jasmine could have a bit of a temper, even worse than her headstrong sister Autumn. Her skin glowed with a deep healthy tan, and her wide honey brown eyes always softened when she gazed on her sisters. Truly she would do anything to protect them, and Angel knew when the time came, she would be a capable leader of their family.
   Autumn always felt like she was lacking somehow in Angel’s eyes, though her mother many times told her the falseness of her thoughts. Nevertheless, Autumn strove to perfect her ninja skills, working longer and harder than the others at any given task. She was like a tornado, bringing devastation when she wished, or simply a soothing breeze, refreshing and clear. She was the quickest of the girls, her claws as a topaz crystal capable of cutting diamonds, but also the most insecure, which is what made her lash out so much. The palest of the four, her long, straight blonde hair rarely out of a ponytail, deep green eyes always narrowed, she was beautiful and deadly, much like a hurricane.
   River was the most intellectual, curious and fun-loving, the prankster of the group. Sheoften used her technology to help the family, like the video surveillance system she installed in the warehouse that allowed them to see if it was safe to go home. She was the most easy-going of the group, never taking offense, just smiling and going back to tinkering with whatever she’d gotten her hands on that day, deep mocha skin covered in mechanical oil or soot from something blowing up in her face. Her healing abilities, the glow from her hands, didn’t clear up every illness, but rather sped up the process of cellular regeneration, making new tissue grow to replace ill or broken tissue. It had indeed proved invaluable many times, considering none of them could afford to be discovered at a hospital. She often pulled her thick, curly brown-red hair into a bun and secured it with a pencil when she was deep in thought.
   And Sunshine... Angel sighed sadly. Sunshine never felt sorry for herself. She was always optimistic, always upbeat. Angel knew it was a cover, to reassure everyone that she was fine. But she wasn’t fine. Not completely, anyway.
   Six years ago, Sunshine had lost her sight in an accident in the sewers. She had becomedepressed, and everyone blamed themselves: Autumn, who was with her, for not catching her; River, for not being able to heal her eyes; Jasmine, because it wasn’t her. But Angel wouldn’t allow her family to be consumed by it, by their own self-loathing. She forced Sunshine to help herself, to be independent, through ninjitsu, to use her abilities to heighten her senses and “see” for herself. Now, Sunshine was probably the most capable fighter she had (by a slim margin of course), trusting herself, her sisters, and her senses to get her through each day.
   Sunshine, sweet-tempered and with a positive outlook, was just like her namesake. Skin with a warm glow touched by the sun she rarely saw, jet-black straight hair she never put up except when fighting, almond-shaped eyes made silver by the accident, and always in a skirt, she flitted and twirled and laughed more than her other sisters. She was the flame, warm, life-giving, cleansing, though she could burn and scorch on occasion. She was all this and more, and her mother and sisters treasured every day they had with her.
   “Sensei, why are you sad?” Angel smiled up at her daughter, whose light silver eyes focused just to the left of her shoulder.
   “I am just worried, my child. River could only heal poor Leonardo so much, his spiritwas badly damaged. It hurts a warrior, my student, to be beaten in such a dishonorable way. The Shredder has no honor, so it meant nothing to overwhelm a warrior such as Leonardo with numbers instead of skill,” she spat, tightening her fists.
   “I understand, Master. I think Autumn’s cooking something, and the turtles and theirfamily are in the front room. We thought it best not to disturb them.”
   Angel patted her daughter’s arm affectionately. “Sometimes I wonder if you have not become the wisest of us all, my Sunshine,” she chuckled. “I think after Autumn has finished cooking a meal that we all should retire as soon as possible. Leonardo was not the only one badly damaged in the battle. You all have done very well to keep going, but in order to heal fully, we must all rest.”
   “Yes, sensei,” Sunshine bowed, pulling her hanbo from her back and using is as acane, sweeping the floor to the outside kitchen door to gather her sisters.
   “My darling children,” Angel sighed, eyes misting. Will you be able to understand what is to come? Will you forgive me?
   “I hope so. For all our sakes.”
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