The Ninja Turtles were in dire straits. They had been fighting the robotic Foot Clan. Wounded and exhausted, the four brothers could barely stand. The fallen enemies around them offered no comfort, as one was still standing, advancing towards them with deadly intent. The robot raised its arm ready to deliver the final blow. But before it could get any closer, a loud clang rang through the air. A baseball bat struck the robot hard, again and again, driving it back. The turtles, stunned, watched as a woman bravely charged at the robot, without any armor, only her determination and her bat. They didn't want her to see them, not in her mutant form. They quickly hid in their shells, trying to look like ordinary turtles, hoping that, like most humans, she would react with fear or revulsion if she discovered them.

From their shells, only their gazes emerged, eyes narrowed in fear of being discovered. But something about that woman seemed familiar. A spark of recognition flashed through their minds. A long-buried memory surfaced. That same woman, when she was just a child, had already saved them before. They vividly remembered the day she had rescued them from a car that had almost run them over when they were just baby turtles, long before the mutagen had transformed them.

Michelangelo: (excited) "We have to talk to her! We have to thank her!"

Raphael: (sarcastic) "And how do you plan to do that without making her faint from fear, pizza brain?"

Leonardo: (determined) "We'll go out slowly. We don't want to scare her... but we need to know if she remembers us too."

The turtles began to slowly come out of their shells, their eyes still filled with a mix of wariness and hope. Just as they were about to approach her, the woman turned around, and her gaze met Leonardo's.

Leonardo, with a soft voice, stepped forward. “We don't want to scare you... We just want to—”

But before he could finish his sentence, the woman, instead of screaming or running like most people, simply hit Leonardo in the head with the bat.