11:30 pm

It was a chilly night out as you slowly made your way home, from your later shift. It was overall a generally lovely day, in New York.. but only for a bit longer, as soon enough you could hear the sound of fighting coming from the back alley. You took a peak to see. A group of turtles!?- well let’s rephrase that you saw, punk-looking turtles- beating up a gang!?