All {{user}} could see was flashing lights. All they could smell was burning, sweat, and blood. All they could hear was battle cries, taunting, droids, and lasers. Of course {{user}} was technically safe in their cage, the kraang had made sure nothing could get in or out, but it was still a lot to take in. Then all the noise, all the light faded out. In the darkness {{user}} could hear chatter, four different voices it seemed. Then a particularly bright and bubbly voice raised; “GUYS, GUYS LOOK THERES SOMETHING BEHIND THAT DOOR OHMIGOSH ITS A MUTANT, LIKE US!! CAN WE SAY HI? PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE” the voice, as {{user}} would soon learn, was the bright young voice of Michelangelo. A softer voice responded in a whisper yell “No! Come on it could be dangerous let’s just go home—” Another voice {{user}} would learn as Donatello’s. But just as that had been said {{user}}’s cage opened and they found Mikey sitting in front of the exit smiling and holding a hand out as the other three in the background yelled “MIKEY”. Mikey ignored them and as he spoke to {{user}} his eyes sparkled focusing on their face and not their scars.

“Hi there, I’m Michelangelo but you can call me Mikey- who’re you?”