Author's Notes: Hey everyone! So I decided I wanted to start my next major fic a bit early. This particular one doesn't revolve around any of the current episodes in the show. It takes place in the future when they are a bit older. I've been thinking about this for weeks and the urge to begin just took over. I hope you all enjoy it. Also, I've been working on Back into the City as well, for those of you that follow. Anyways, happy reading! ^.^
"Ugh, what happened?" In a groggy voice, Donatello moaned. His head was pounding and lights blinded his eyes as he eased them open. He tried to move his muscles, but found that his limbs were bound. Dread seeped into him as his heart rate skyrocketed.
"Oh look…our pet has woken up. Check its vitals, won't you dear? I can hear the heart monitor going off"
"Yes Ma'am."
Foreign voices accompanied by sounds of clanging echoed in his ears. "Where am I? What's happening?" He asked himself silently. Reaching into his mind, he tried to make sense of his current predicament. The blurriness faded from his eyes as he blinked some water away. Bright lights continued to shine on him, causing his eyes to squint; but, he could tell he was in a lab. People wearing long labs coats shifted from monitor to monitor, completely surrounding him.
His stomach lurched and he felt himself quivering all over. "Oh no…I was just at the junkyard gathering scraps…" Shutting his eyes, his breath escaped his lips. Suddenly, it clicked in his mind. The last thing Donnie recalled was finding a new processor for his laptop and then out of nowhere a sharp pain erupted from his arm. "Tranquilized..." He thought to himself bitterly.
"I should have known better. I got too carried away and let my guard down. Ugh, Raph is going to rub this in my face…wait….my brothers!"
In a sudden fright, Donnie tried to fight the restraints. For a mutant that has trained his body all his life, his strength was far greater than a normal human's. The table creaked in protest as he tugged at the straps with all his might. Then he heard a hushed whisper in his ear, causing him to cease.
"Calm down my pet. We don't want to have to drug you again, do we? We've already sedated you four times…" A whisper of a female's voice echoed in his mind. "wait, four times? How long have I been here?" He mouthed in fear. Sweat started dripping down the side of his naked face.
"…So are you sure you want to proceed to round five? I know what the end result will be, so settle down." In a luring voice, she commanded.
Finally gaining the courage, Donnie looked at the speaker. Against his will, his stomach churned. The woman before him was surrounded by the men in lab coats. She was tall and thin, with piercing green eyes. Her angled face looked exotic as her pale skin glowed from the lights. Her long jet black hair was tied up. Donnie analyzed her with his reddish-brown eyes and in an instant he knew that she was someone to fear. The young lady may look harmless, but from her eyes and the way she stood, he felt scared for his life.
Narrowing her eyes at him, she took a slight step back and raised her hand. With a fluid flick of her wrist, all the men accompanying her dissipated. After the room was cleared except for the two of them, she inched over to his side and stared down at him. He couldn't look away from her eyes; he was too afraid.
"Don't worry; I just want to know about you. I want to find out how you tick." Folding her arms, she explained to him in a smooth rich tone. "My name is Ms. Rook and you my little pet, I've been searching for a while. After the aliens' presence suddenly disappeared, we had the feeling that we would see more extraterrestrials in the future. We've been getting lots of reports of green men being spotted around the city for years. Eventually, we pinpointed the most common location…the place where we found you…" With a smug expression, she leaned down close to him and he could feel her breath on his skin. In a futile attempt, he tried to lean away. Her face lit up with joy at his reaction.
In a sudden motion, Rook stood up straight and pulled something out of her large front pocket. Don's eyes grew wide in fear as he instantly recognized the item in question. Rook's smile widen as she spoke. "We found this little toy on your person...along with other things. I must say, for the amount of turtle themed stuff, I felt like I was in a comic book about super heroes. You are certainly a vain creature. Although from the texts I read in here, I can tell you're pretty young."
Then pausing for a moment, she opened the cell and glanced through it. "You aren't alone…and I can tell you're enamored with a female. At the moment I'm waiting for my best programmer to arrive so I can hand this over to him. I will find your accomplices..." Sneering at him, she closed the cell back up and gave a cold laugh.
"Oh no you won't" Donnie thought to himself as he furrowed his brow. She instantly noticed his expression. "Oh what-"
"T-Phone self-destruct!" In one quick breath, Donnie shouted
Within a split second, the cell combusted in her hand, causing her to drop it. "Ow! You little asshole!" she yelped out in pain as she shook her hand. Realizing the phrase that blurted from her lips, she quickly covered them. "Excuse me, that was poor language for a lady like myself."
Waving the smoke away from her face, she regained her composure. Donnie knew he wasn't going to like what was going to happen next. His survival instincts were screaming in his head to move. Using the remaining energy he had, he tugged once more on the straps.
"Nope!" Getting in his face, she spat. Using her hand, she cupped his jaw and made him look her in the eyes. "You know…I've always wanted a pet turtle. How about I play with you a bit? It wasn't very nice breaking the toy I just had, Donnie..."
His face cringed at the sound of his name. Instantly regretting showing any emotion, he saw fire burn in her eyes. "Oh yes, I know your name. I know a lot about you; after all…the cell gave me plenty of your personal info. I just don't know your age." Forming a pouting expression, she then continued "So how old are you anyways, mutant?"
He knew if he didn't respond, things would take a rough turn. Inhaling deeply, he gulped and softly said "Nineteen."
A wicked smile busted onto her face and she backed away slightly. Don's eye caught a swift motion of her arm as it ducked below the table. "Oh you are young. Young ones tend to enjoy a little rough housing." In a teasing voice, she said.
Rook's eyes flashed with delight as she whipped out a scalpel and drew it close to his face. Donnie controlled himself from whimpering. "Oh man…why is this happening to me?" easing his eyes shut, he braced himself.
Running with all of his energy, Raph pushed himself to his limit as he made his way through the dark sewers, followed by Casey.
"Oh man. Oh man. Oh man." He chanted to himself in between labored breaths. "Casey, keep up! This is serious; we need to get to the others!" Throwing his head back, Raph yelled to his friend.
Casey was trying his hardest to not stumble. He was wheezing, as he was not nearly as athletic as the shorter turtle. "I'm trying man. Quit yapping and just keep running. Donnie needs our help!" He retorted.
The two of them were out on a night patrol together. It was a simple night and they were messing around. They noticed that Donnie was rummaging in the junk yard again and the two of them were about to go bother him. Before they could, a black van randomly appeared and took Raph's brother away. Raph jumped down from the building and tried to run after the vehicle as it sped off. He failed and there wasn't a visible license plate on it either.
Within moments they made it to the lair. His brothers and April were sitting in the pit watching television. The sight angered him as the memories of Donnie being taken flashed in his mind.
"Guys, get up!"
At the sound of the sudden commotion, Mikey nearly jumped out of his skin. "Dude, we are at the best part!"
"I don't give a crap! Donnie was taken and we have to go find him." In anger, Raph cut the air with his arm.
Without moment's hesitation, his siblings all got to their feet. Leo's eyes burned as he met his brother's eyes. "What happened to Donnie?"
"I don't know. He was in the junk yard and some black van hauled him off. I lost its trail and there wasn't a plate on it."
Hearing the awful news, Leo buried his face in his hands. After everything, from alien invasions to mutants and Shredder, it was only a matter of time before humans did something to them. "Okay gang, we need to head to the surface and see if we can find any clues…Raph, lead us to where you last saw it."
Following Leo's order, Raph picked up his feet and darted out of the lair with everyone else trailing behind.
Donnie kept his eyes shut as he anticipated the worst. He could feel Rook's breath on his skin, causing it to crawl. His heart felt like it was going to break free of his plastron as he listened to the monitor beep like crazy.
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP
The sounds drowned out his shallow breathing. Any moment, she could kill him.
"Don't be so afraid. I'm not going to kill you. Didn't I say earlier that I just wanted to see how you tick?" In a light comforting voice, she asked him.
Opening his eye just a crack, he saw that she had the scalpel close to his face still. With a gulp, he slightly dipped his head to respond. "You mean, you plan on dissecting me." In fear, the thought crept through his mind.
"However, I still plan to punish you for breaking my new toy and hurting my hand. I have delicate skin, you know."
Her eyes trailed every detail on him and the smile faded into an unreadable expression. Coldness grasped her eyes, causing Donnie to shiver. He knew what was about to happen.
Finally her eyes landed on his hand that was close to her. Scooting down towards it, she brought the instrument right up to his skin. He sucked in a breath as the sharp tip of it rested on his first finger. "We analyzed your DNA. You contain both Human and Turtle inside of you. Also, we did an ultrasound and found that underneath your shell you contain every organ a human has." In soft voice she whispered; her expression still blank.
"However, your hands are pretty unique. Let me see where all your arteries are…"
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this first installment. It looks like Don is in a lot of trouble. This fic will be a bit darker than my others, so it will be a good learning experience for me. Another thing I wanted to try, was telling the story from different view points. As for the OC, I was inspired by Agent Bishop from past series. Her name "Rook" comes from the chess piece that ranks higher than a Bishop. I thank you all for taking the time to read this. Feel free to leave any comments or PM me. All feed back is appreciated and it helps me grow as a writer. I can't thank you all enough and I'll try to get the next installment out as soon as I can.
