She had nothing on, but a white blood-stained t-shirt and blood-stained jeans. No shoes on her bare feet, and no hat for her head. The girl ran down the street until she reached an old abandoned warehouse. With her breath still panting, the girl used the rest of her energy to open the door of the warehouse and slip inside.

She didn't know where she was, and she didn't really care. She just wanted to be as far away from her uncle as possible. The next and only thing the girl did was pass out from exhaustion on the concrete floor.

About a few minutes later, a Dark Turtle named Dark Leonardo walked in and saw the girl lying there on the floor. He didn't touch her, but instead went and got his brothers. "What is it?" the brother named Dark Michelangelo asked.

"Well obviously it's a girl," the brother named Dark Raphael stated.

"Where'd she come from?" the final brother named Dark Donatello questioned. The four Dark Turtles continued to observe the girl.

"I don't know, but it looks like she was in trouble. She's got blood stains on her jeans," Dark Leonardo noted.

"Should we wake her up?" Dark Michelangelo asked.

"I guess we could," Dark Leonardo agreed. He bent down and gently shook the girl. Immediately, her eyes flung open, and her body jumped, causing the Dark Turtles to jump back as well.

Holding her hands over her body she pleaded "Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me!" Her body was shaking violently, and it was freaking out the Dark Turtles.

"We're not gonna hurt you," Dark Donatello promised kneeling down beside Dark Leonardo.

"We're just trying to figure out who you are," Dark Leonardo added. "What's your name?"

"Lindsey . . . Lindsey Jones," the girl answered.

"I'm Dark Leo. These are my brothers; Dark Donnie, Dark Mikey, and Dark Raph," the clone informed.

"H-hi," Lindsey stuttered to the others.

"What happened to you?" Dark Donatello questioned.

"I ran away from my uncle again. I can't take it anymore. He pulled the last straw," Lindsey explained.

Dark Leonardo noticed the bruises on her arms and face. "What did he do to you?" he whispered.

Lindsey touched her shoulder, but said in a scared tone "He didn't do anything to me. He's a good uncle who would never try to hurt me."

Dark Leonardo noticed her tone of voice when she said that, which meant she was hiding something. "Do you want to stay here for a little while?" he offered. Lindsey nodded, so Dark Leonardo helped her up to her feet and led her into a spare bedroom. "Sorry it's not much," he apologized upon entrance. The room was small, but Lindsey didn't mind.

"It's fine. I like it," Lindsey said sitting on the bed.

"The bed takes up most of the room, so there's not a lot of room to walk around," Dark Leonardo added.

"Thank you for this," Lindsey said lying down on the bed.

"You're welcome," Dark Leonardo stated before closing the door to let her have a little privacy.

That night, Lindsey didn't go to dinner. So Dark Leonardo brought her some food and drink on a tray. "Why didn't you come eat?"

"I only get one meal a day; lunch," Lindsey informed. "Usually school provides it though."

"You only eat one meal?" Dark Leonardo asked.

"That's all I'm allowed to have," Lindsey replied.

"Here, you need to eat this." He gave her the plate of food, and it was gone in under five minutes. Dark Leonardo handed the glass of chocolate milk, but accidentally spilled it on her. "Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that," he said.

"It's okay, I just don't have an extra shirt," the girl answered.

"Hang on I think I have one in my room," he said. He went into his room and came back with an oversized hoodie. "Sorry, but it's all I had."

Lindsey took it and looked as though she'd just gotten a Christmas present. "I need to change," Lindsey said.

"Do you want me to turn around?" he questioned.

"No, it's okay, I will." Lindsey turned her back to him and pulled the white shirt off. Besides the back of her bra, Dark Leonardo saw giant bruises on the girl's back.

"Could you turn around real quick please?" he requested.

Lindsey granted his request and turned to face him. Her stomach and chest looked no different from her back, except these bruises were faded more. Lindsey slipped the hoodie on with a small smile on her face.