Alley Monsters

Chapter 2



And that was how I met Raph, his impetuous leap across the alley had knocked me unconscious, afterward I was taken over the pretty red heads who I now know as April. Leo had been angry more at Raph for hurting me than at me for spying on them.



“Natural curiosity” He had said. And I suppose that’s what it was. Since that night I’ve been properly introduced to my alley monsters.



My attacker Raphael was the rash ill tempered one, or at least that’s the impression he tried his hardest to impose on others. The defender of my “natural curiosity” was Leonardo, although I now know they are the same age Leo still seems the oldest to me, always calm polite and well spoken unless of course you made the mistake of messing with him. The bandager of my cut forehead was Donatello, possibly the smartest person I have ever met, and the shyest, he preferred to spend most of his time engrossed in a book or fixing one of the many things Raph broke. But the one to stick out most firmly in my mind then and now was Michelangelo, the funny one, he had tried his best that night to make me laugh, make me not be afraid of him, he was most comparable to a rambunctious large breed puppy.



Over the next few weeks the alley monsters and I became fast friends soon after I was invited to the lair to meet their Sensei Splinter, and shortly after the masked vigilantly Casey Jones.



I couldn’t have known it then but that night would change my life forever, that single slip in the dark rain would come to teach me more than any of Donnie’s books ever could.