She's never really known what she was, or why she acted the way she did, but everything seems to fall into perspective...when she's saved by a ninja turtle...

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'It's such a beautiful night…' Angela thought as she sat on the roof of an apartment building, looking over New York City.

Long pink hair, held in a ponytail decorated with belled senbon, swayed in a soft, chilly breeze.

She almost didn't feel the cold, even in a thin silver belly shirt and tight black leather pants.

Delicate hands made sure the silver belt hanging off her hips was secure before grabbing a black mask.

It only covered the top half of her delicate face, accenting the light gold eyes.

She sighed, falling into this new persona, the other girl that was beautiful and confidant and strong…

'It's time for the Silver Dragon to fly…'

Scaly silver wings sprouted from her shoulders and she glided into the moonlight…