A/N: Hey everyone! Are you ready for the fourth story?! Well, without further due..."I Am Not a Wounded Soul".

Chapter 1

"It's been almost two years, but I've gotta say, damn I'm good." I smiled as I stood on a balcony on the top of the new Avengers Tower.

"He-hum." Donnie cleared his throat dramatically behind me.

"I mean we're good." I kissed his cheek and Mikey groaned.

"Why do you have to do that in front of us?" The youngest turtle whined.

I laughed as Donnie blushed and pointed at Mikey and Donnie. "Because I get reactions like these."

"Um…guys." Raphael called all of us inside the 'Turtle Suite' as I like to call it.

Donnie took my hand and walked inside as I found Leo glaring at the TV screen at I pulled my jacket off. My jaw dropped at what I saw.

A robed man was pacing in front of a line of prisoners. There was a large crowd around them as the robed man walked away.

"Some people call me a terrorist." The man spoke as the prisoners were shot. "I consider myself a teacher." There was a small montage of crowds cheering in the Middle East to American women smiling.

"America." The man spat as his bearded face was shown. "Ready for another lesson? In 1864, in Sand Creek, Colorado, the US military waited until the friendly Cheyenne braves had all gone hunting." A bunch of photos of Indians flashed across the screen. "Waited to attack and slaughter the families left behind and claim their land." The man started pacing in a black room. "39 hours ago," a Middle Eastern town was shown and a building was on fire, spewing black clouds into the sky, "the Ali Al Salem Air Base in Kuwait was attacked. I…I…I did that. A quaint military church filled with wives and children, of course. The soldiers were out on maneuvers. The braves were away." A clip of an explosion appeared on the screen before President Ellis making a speech came on. "You continue to resist my attempts to educate you, sir. And now you've missed me again. You know who I am. You don't know where I am." There was a long pause. "And you'll never see me coming."

The screen flashed with clips of mobs and riots, then the screen went black.

My heart was pounding as I stared at the now blank screen. Yeah, I've heard about some bombings here and there, but now this guy was able to hack into our TV's! I can't even think right now as I noticed my iron grip on Donnie's arm. Quickly, I let go and stumbled back until I grabbed a hold onto the counter to try to get my racing heart under control. Okay, breathe, Bailey, you don't have mental breakdowns!

"Bailey, you okay?" Mikey was next to me.

I inhaled deeply and nodded. "It just caught me off guard is all." Pushing myself away from the table, I went to Donnie's lab right next to the entertainment room we were in. "I gotta go and, um, analyze those…security upgrades."

Shuffling to the lab, I heard Donnie following me, not that I mind or anything. I tossed myself into his chair and logged onto his computer which was basically a giant hologram now. I went through the files for the security which JARVIS was in control of. I gave him even more abilities; such as creating his own holographic form. Like I brought up a long while back, I did invent something to allow the guys to appear 'normal'. To everyone else, they will look like humans, but for me they will look like their green reptile selves. We already put it on a test run a couple months ago. It went just as planned, no one gave them a second glance.

My eyes wandered the cluttered papers on the desk and I looked over all of them. They were all for different upgrades and inventions, but my eyes lingered on Elek's blueprints. A long sigh escaped my lips and Donnie gave my shoulder a squeeze. "It won't be long."

I laid my hand over Donnie's and smiled. "I know."

"Hey, Bailey!" Leo called through the door. "Your dad's on the phone."

I gasped and scrambled to the door and grabbed the phone from Leo's hands. "Dad?"

'Hey, Bails, how are you doing?' He sounded tired.

I nodded. "I'm okay, and you? How have you been doing?"

There was a long pause and dad sighed into the phone. 'I've had better days.'

"What's been going on?" I asked, concerned about how unsure he sounded.

'Other than building a bunch of new Iron Man suits, and having an anxiety attack in the middle of a restaurant, nothing.'

"So you're not sleeping either?" I rubbed my face.

'As if I could.' He chuckled, humor completely gone from his voice.

"Is it because of what happened in New York-"

'Bailey. Please, not now with that.' Dad practically begged. It was about New York and the attack.

"Okay, okay," I put my hands up in surrender even though I know he can't see it, "I don't blame you for not wanting to bring that up."

'Bailey.' He said in that same breathless voice.

"What suit ideas have you come up with?" I asked to change the subject and continue to talk to my dad.

'Hmm, let's see…' He started rambling off different suits he's created, and I have to say, I'm impressed. It must've been hours that we talked and I finally said good night. He scoffed. 'Yeah, let's see if I can actually sleep tonight.'

"I'll try if, you do." I said sadly into the phone.

He sighed. 'Okay, Night.'

"Love you, dad."

'Love you too, Bails.'

With that we both hung up.

"Hey the guys went back to the lair," Donnie started to guide me out of the chair, "I can stay tonight if you like."

I nodded and let him guide me to my bedroom on the floor above. Really it was just a small 'apartment'. Once I crawled into bed, Donnie took off his gear and laid beside me. His arm draped around me and pulled me towards him. I smiled and tried to relax enough to allow my eyes to shut, but every time they shut, I saw Elek's death. So, as Donnie drifted to sleep, and soft snores sounded from him, I stared at the wall and tried not to think. Pft, yeah right. No one could be related to Tony Stark and be able to keep themselves from thinking.

A/N: So...whatcha think?