TMNT 2k14: Unexpected Things
So I saw the movie and liked it a lot more than I thought I would...so much so that this little gem popped into my head. Dunno if I'm gunna continue it or not but hopefully someone likes it :) Would love to hear anything you have to say! God bless- Rin
Chapter 1: Injuries
It's strange, when one is so close to death, how the senses are heightened for however long a time you have left. The first thing that Avery truly noticed besides the ripping pain in her back were the smells. The chalky tang of smoke that coated her burning throat. The coppery scent of her own blood that was only slightly over powered by the smell of dirt and dust which felt suffocating in her nose.
The next thing that Avery noticed besides pain were the yells of people and the screams of police sirens. She could tell that other people were stuck in the rumble that had collapsed from the tall skyscraper that loomed over head.
It had been a perfectly ordinary day up until the point that the building had begun to collapse. She had been walking back to her apartment from her office job down the street when people began running and screaming. Avery had just been able to look up to see the descending rubble before it fell.
The girl could barely make out anything around her and funnily enough the one sense that seemed to have dulled in the chaos was Avery's sight. She could barely see the shapes of metal and rubble that were piled around her. She tried to raise her arm but she found that even the slightest movement made her entire body scream in pain. Blackness over took the young woman for a moment and she was unsure of how much time passed before she regained consciousness.
This time she noticed how dull everything had become. Sounds seemed muffled and her lungs didn't seem to be working correctly. Every rise of her damaged chest sent spasms of pain throughout Avery's body. She was dimly aware of something moving nearby along with the clink of sharp metal sliding into place.
The girl let her head fall back and she looked up to see that a large chunk of metal had been shifted by a large gray mass in her vision that was steadily coming towards her.
Dully, Avery realized that the gray mass was some sort of person that was making it's way over and she tried to call out. The only sound that came from her was a moan that ended with a huff of breath. Either way the figure seemed to noticed.
There were loud clangs as the silver/gray mass came over seemed to gaze down at Avery through the mess of tangled metal and rubble. Avery waited but the figure didn't do anything and a slight flash of panic went through her as she realized that whoever this person was...they were going to watch her die.
She tried to move again but the only response that her body gave was pain and she whimpered as blackness circled her vision. Through the haze though she saw the figure turn to leave.
Suddenly, there was the high pitched screech of metal bending and a whole section of rubble collapsed, sending the figure spinning out of the way and Avery felt something in her leg snap as a beam fell from above. There was a loud growl and the girl screamed, wetness splashing her face and chest. There were more shouts from outside of the rubble but Avery had no time to register calling for help. The blackness swallowed her and she graciously accepted the invitation into oblivion.
Silence was normally something that Donatello would have relished to have just five minutes of...but that was before the past few days happened. After about two hours of it he was starting to wish that anyone, even Mikey would say or do something.
At the moment the purple banded turtle was trying to salvage what was left of his precious computer and equipment from their half destroyed home. Master Splinter was still resting and would probably continue to do so for quite a while. Each of the turtles were taking turns in watching over him and getting him anything he needed. Right now it was Raph's turn and he was taking his role extremely seriously. Sitting in the curtained off room in contemplative silence.
Leo was out making sure that no remaining Foot had tried to get back down into the sewers and had been patrolling for a good couple hours. Mikey was fast asleep in a hammock that he had salvaged from his old room, his snores were covered by an up thrown arm.
Donnie hefted a heavily dented computer tower up out of the rubble and wiped the brick dust off to examine the damage. A few scrapes and a broken router plug but for him that was an easy fix. Just some duck tape, wire, and two clothes pins could repair that. He carefully put it next to the sparse group of other things that he was able to save from the mess. He continued in this pattern, finding some odd or end of his old computer monitors or TV set up that he would either discard back into the rubble or set aside for when they relocated their home.
It was then that he heard soft footsteps that most wouldn't notice and he looked up over the rim of his glasses to see Leonardo trot through the entrance of their home.
"Leo!" he said enthusiastically, cradling a handful of wires and circuits.
He was about to make a crack about the quiet that he had been dealing with until he saw the look on his brother's face. His gray eyes were icy and his mouth was set in a tight line as he approached his younger brother.
"What happened? Is it the Foot?" he kept his voice soft as he dumped the wires to the ground and straightened up.
Leo shook his head, "No, but I'm not exactly sure what it is. I'll get Raph, you wake Mikey. You all need to see this."
Donatello was taken aback, "What about Splinter?"
Leo's expression softened slightly, "He's stabilized for now. Hopefully, this won't take more than just a few minutes anyway."
The second turtle nodded slowly and walked over to where Mikey was sleeping soundly, a reasonably sized drip of drool spilling from the corner of his mouth. With a flash of satisfaction Donnie gripped the top of the hammock and shook it back and forth, causing the snoozing turtle to swing into the wall.
"OW! Bro!" Mikey woke suddenly and fell gracefully to the ground, his plastron cracking against the floor.
Donatello gave a satisfied grin, "Rise and shine Michelangelo."
The youngest turtle groaned and rolled up into a crouch before standing to stretch his arms above his head.
"Don bro...not cool. What's the deal with the waking and such?" he asked before giving off a massive yawn.
The older brother rolled his eyes and put a finger to his lips.
"Shut it..." he hissed, "Leo needs to show us something important."
At this the orange masked turtle's hurt expression vanished and was replaced with the usual sneaky curiosity. Within a few moments three of the four turtles were gathered outside of the lair. Unfortunately, Mikey was rapidly becoming bored at having to wait for their leader and had taken to tapping his nun-chucks on the wall while humming 'Ice Ice Baby'. An antic that was quickly becoming old with Donnie and Raph.
"What is Leo doin'? He's the one that wanted us out here..." the largest of the three turtles growled, fingering the pommel of his sai.
Don simply shrugged in response, as he was concentrating on not hitting Michelangelo upside the head with his staff.
It was then, as if he had heard his brothers, Leo came from the lair. His face was still stony and his brothers saw this, quieting them.
"Alright fearless leader, what is it that ya wanted to show us?" Raph grumbled, leaning forward off the sewer wall.
Leo flashed a glance at the red banded turtle before turning to Donatello.
"Do you have your first aid kit?"
Donnie blinked in surprise, his glasses flashing in the dim light.
"I always keep a spare with me...why?"
Leonardo nodded, "I think we may need it, come on hurry."
At this, the leader started forward at a jog, his brothers flashing a glance behind him as they kept up.
For a good few minutes the four turtles made their way into the older part of the sewer system, sometimes having to bend over double in order to fit through some of the openings. The light started to fade out into a dim twilight that was only pierced by light coming from the occasional sewer grate. It got to the point that Raphael was about to stop and demand answers when Leo held up a fist to halt his brothers.
"What in the hell is going on Leo!" Raph hissed, his eyes glinting in the semipermeable darkness.
The blue banded turtle held up a finger to indicate silence but pointed up ahead to where the sewer ended in a large metal grate. The grate allowed the water to flow forward to a long plunge down into the true underbelly of New York. The group walked forward behind Leo who crouched low around a corner and pointed once more to the grate.
At first Donie, Mikey, and Raph couldn't tell what Leo was trying to show them but quickly their eyes adjusted and they saw the small shape curled up against the grate on the driest piece of concrete that it seemed to have been able to find.
"Is it a human?" Mikey was the first to ask in a hushed whisper, his blue eyes wide.
Leo nodded, "I think they've been lost down here but for a long time...I'm not even sure if they're..." he said trailed off, not wanting to assume the worst.
"Great...blue and bold goes and finds us another human to take care of." Raph growled and half turned to leave, his interest disappearing immediately.
A stern hand reached out and stopped Raph by grabbing the rim of his shell.
"Raph, we just saved all of New York and you're going to walk out on one person who could be dying." Leo frowned.
The bigger turtle scowled even more, "That's jus' it. We jus' saved New York City! One human in a bunch ain't gunna change much." he retorted, shrugging his shell out of his brother's grip.
Leo was about to grumble back a reply when a hiss from Donnie caught both his and Raph's attention.
"Hey...guys! Before you get into a holier-than-thou fight and all that, can we deal with the fact that this human is moving." the purple banded turtle pointed around the corner.
It was true, the person had uncurled from their fetal position and had tried to pull themselves forward, only to slump to the grimy concrete face first.
"That, can't be good..." Mikey muttered, standing along with his brothers from their crouched positions at the corner.
Without a word the four somewhat reluctant turtles slunk around the corner and across the murky channel of water, Raph hesitating in the back. Donatello was the first to approach and his first thoughts weren't happy ones.
Immediately, the first thing that struck the turtle was the smell. Of course being in a sewer would stink most of the time but this was more than just the normal smell of garbage or sulfur. It was the coppery tang of blood mixed with the sour of sickness.
Cautiously, Donny removed his bo staff and prodded the human to see if it was conscious at all. This received a low, muffled groan but nothing else. No movement, no words, not even an attempt to protect themselves.
"Donnie, what do think?" Leo asked, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder as he put his staff away.
The bespectacled turtle frowned, "Nothing good. I think they've been down here for a few days now and they're hurt...badly." he answered, setting his brothers into a series of murmurs and whispers.
Donnie turned back and approached the human so that he could inspect what sort of damage had been done. He gently used a digit to pull back the tangled mass of hair that was covering the human's face before gently turning them onto their left side. It was then that he realized that the human in front of him was a young woman.
She seemed to be in her late teens, possibly older since it was hard to tell by the blood, hair, and grim that covered her. He winced as he saw that some of the blood was a lot fresher and was darkest around the woman's legs and back.
"Jeeze...did she put 'erself into a car compactor?" Raph growled from behind Leo, his eyes narrowing at the bloody sight.
Donnie shook his head in shock, "It looks like her legs are partially crushed along with some trauma to her back. I don't even see how she got herself down here...or how she's still alive."
The turtles fell into a stunned silence as Donatello brought out a small metal tin that had a medical cross on the front. Delicately, he turned the young woman onto her back, earning another pained sound from her.
"Careful..." the purple banded turtle heard one of his brothers mutter, though he couldn't quite tell which.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes, out of the four of them he was the one with the most amount of medical expertise...and they were telling him to be careful. Ignoring the rising annoyance of the backseat doctoring and the build up of apprehension as he continued to see more and more blood.
Donnie gently put the tips of his fingers against the girl's neck and concentrated on getting a pulse. He couldn't feel anything at first but slowly he felt the pressure of an slow, dull heart beat.
"She's lost a lot of blood. We need to get her somewhere safe before I can do anything to help her. If not then she's going to die." he finally said, turning to answer the expectant looks of his brothers.
There were a few moments in which nobody really wanted to say what was on everybody's mind. At least until Mikey opened his mouth...
"What about Splinter?"
At this Donny and Leo cringed at the same time and shared a glance, they knew that if they were to bring back a human, hurt or not, Master Splinter would not be happy. Especially after all that had happened so far over the past few days. There were several seconds of silence, precious seconds that Donatello knew could be used to help save this girl's life.
"What if we patch her up at the lair and then bring her to a hospital or call an ambulance once she's well enough to go? Master Splinter will still be resting for a few more days." Leo finally said, glancing to Mikey and Raph.
Both nodded, though the red banded turtle was more reluctant and he refused to glance at the girl. Donnie nodded resolutely before carefully maneuvering the girl so that he could pick her up. Gently he supported the girl's shoulders and waist and then picked her up in a brides carry.
The girl's eyes shot open as Donnie hoisted her up and a loud yell escaped from her lips, echoing through the tunnel. This made the turtles almost jump out of their shells and fall back into the channel of filthy water. For a brief second the girls pain glazed eyes locked onto Donatello's before she fell unconscious once more. Her head lolled to the side uselessly leaving a smear of dirt and blood on the turtle's plastron.
Leo, Mikey, and Raph all gazed at Donatello with wide stares, their hands at the ready to whip out their weapons. The purple clad turtle himself was speechless and very uncomfortable as he stared down at the girl, fearing another violent outburst.
"Let's just get to the lair..." he muttered and turned to leave.
It only took a few minutes before they four turtles and their unconscious guest arrived back. Since Splinter was occupying the only viable bed in the other room Donnie made due with an old sheet of plywood set up on four cinder blocks. The most comfortable aspect of the whole thing was a small pillow that the turtle had scrounged up from somewhere.
Leo, Raph, and Mikey stepped back as Donny began to patch the girl up. Each flashing apprehensive looks to each other as the minutes ticked by. Soon the minutes turned into hours and the group began to disperse and go about their own task once more, leaving Donnie to finish. Mikey replaced Raph at Splinter's bedside and Leo began the task of collecting his own belongings.
Raphael decided to keep watch over Donatello from afar so that he didn't over work himself as he always tended to do when he set himself to a task. The hours continued to creep by until almost one o'clock in the morning did the red clad turtle put a heavy hand on his brother's shoulder.
"Don, you gotta get some sleep bro." he growled softly, tiredness dragging at his own limbs.
The younger turtle sighed and sat back on his heels as he stared dazed at the still unconscious girl that lay on the platform before him. After a more in depth examination he had come to the unfortunate discovery that both the girl's legs had been broken in two separate places. She had bad internal bleeding along with most likely a damaged spine and probably a concussion. Not to mention the severe lacerations, bruises, and gashes that covered the rest of her.
Donnie had done everything in his power to bind, stitch, clean, and bandage the girl's wounds without having to do surgery and violate the girl's decency. But he doubted that it would be enough especially with the internal and spinal injuries. The girl would need a blood transfusion soon if she didn't stay incredibly still. He didn't want to move her either, to do so could worsen her injuries.
Raph gave his brother one last slap on the shoulder before heading to his own sleeping are in another room. The younger turtle sighed heavily and began to pack up the remaining medical supplies that he had. He slowly stood up, his joints popping for having been in one position for so long. He closed up his kit and put it away before grabbing one of last blankets that they had that wasn't being used.
Carefully he draped it over the girl before turning to leave. That was when something caught Donatello eye that he hadn't seen when he had been dealing with the wounds. He bent down to examine a dark patch just above the girl's collar bone on her neck.
"I need sleep..." he grumbled as he removed his glasses and rubbed his aching eyes, not evening trying to figure out what his tired mind was seeing.
He turned and went over to his own sleeping mat and nearly fell onto the thin cot. He placed his glasses on the ground before rolling onto his side and closing his eyes.
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