A/N- Originally, I used "Ghost in the Woods" as a writing exercise in the morning, but it kind of spun into its own larger story. I do eventually plan on doing a sequel, but felt like playing with the characters in drabbles from a list found on Deviant Art. I'm doing them a few at a time because I'm not the patient kind of girl. As always, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy! ^_^
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Introduction
Val's nerves were already raw from battle when the giant, white serpent dropped down in front of her. Adrenaline coursed through her muscles as she whipped two throwing knives out of her belt, waiting to see if they'd be better served on the three robot ninjas who'd been chasing her or this new mutant. The snake's tail shot out throwing the robots against the slimy walls of the sewer. They crashed, electricity arcing before their chests burst open and the pink Kraang slid out. Val threw the knives at the brain-like aliens, sneering as their squealing cries died. She dove for the last one, but the snake was quicker, impaling the creature with her sharp claws. She waited, her fingers at the hilt of another knife. The serpent's eyes locked onto hers and the mutant hissed.
"Karai!" Leo's voice cried out from behind her. The mutant's gaze shifted, and Val pulled out the knife, but a strong, green hand grabbed her wrist.
Spinning around she looked into Raph's eyes. "I told ya to stick next to me," his growled.
"I'm still alive, aren't I," she countered.
In the background, Leo was talking in hushed tones to the white serpent. "Val," he said finally, "I'd like you to meet Karai."
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Complicated
Leo knelt next to his sensai, trying to keep his mind free of thoughts. Normally it was, if not an easy exercise, at least a welcomed one. His eyes opened a crack, peering at the pit where Karai sat with his brothers and their friends. Her form was so different from before, and he thought, with a great degree of guilt, that she likely blamed his coldness to her on that. How much worse was the truth though? That now he saw her as what she'd always been? His father's daughter. He fought back a shudder, trying to empty his mind.
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Making History
Raph and Val stood on the rooftops, watching below as people groggily rose from the battle torn streets. Ten minutes before they'd been wandering around like grotesque brain monsters from one of the B-horror movies Mikey liked so much. Donnie's invention had worked, as usual. They'd split up into teams of two to spray down the streets with the newly revamped retro-mutagen. He looked across the rooftops, spotting Leo and Karai, Mikey and Casey, Donnie and April. Where the rest were, he didn't know. "You think any of them know?" Val almost whispered, her warm hand slipping into his.
"Nah," he said. That's how it went, wasn't it?
She grumbled, "Figures. We make history saving the world and nobody even remembers it."
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Rivalry
Sparring against Raph had never been easy. More often than not, Leo wound up losing. That had changed since they got back to the city, though. Their mock battles, which always lasted a bit longer than those between the younger brothers, had turned into no-holds-barred matches. Leo grit his teeth as he blocked a particularly fierce barrage of blows, his feet sliding backward slightly, but he didn't fall. A quick turn, counter attack, and it as over. His swords were crossed over his younger brother's neck. Fury pulsed through him. The rivalry deepened.
