The street lights were dimmed against the darkening streets. Although the very many cars that would drive by gave luminescence, it was only for a mere second. One or two people walked casually on the side walks against the streets, the smell of stinging night air crept to everything around. This was the picture a young girl saw, as she sat inside a building. Pondering the fact whether to start heading home or not. Exhaling the air from her lungs and breathing in, the girl turned forward, looking at the green chalkboard ahead. Writings of previous classes were written still in white and red chalk. The sound of wheels outside the classroom of a janitors cart broke the girl out of her on coming daydream. Although it was hard to say it was a day dream. More of which a night dream.
Night! That was what she was watching outside the window. Mentally slapping herself for how dimwitted she had become just sitting there at a lone desk. It was closing in on eight and she hadn't left the school yet, she had problems, some of which she couldn't even answer herself if she tried. She bounced out of her seat, her brown messy curls following her up, before resting on her shoulders and back. In the white lighted classroom, there was only faint traces of honey, amber and plane black in her hair, she was a pure brunette. She grabbed her rather large bags, one that looked like it it held a giant painting. While it was actually just a blank canvass she hadn't gotten to start painting and drawing on.
The school she was in, helped kids who were only good at arts and musics, get better at mathematics and sciences. She happen to be one of all the children attending this school, which was only beneficial. She never excelled in anything but of the arts, and even then she still had some trouble with parts. Here she attended School Of The Arts in New York City. Originally it was made for a college, but when they started adding more to the building, they added the middle school and high school levels in. It was a marvelous building, featuring an old style architecture, with a twist of some new. It was all on college grounds, so indeed there was dorms, lawns and all of the package.
Although the girl of course wasn't in college yet, she was only a second year, and still had two more years/grades to go. So her home was outside of the property, a little to far for her standards, but close enough to walk.
She was already making her way down the halls, smiling to those she past. A couple janitors though kept the same scowl, not caring whether or not she smiled and said goodbye. Her hair bounced against her school shirt, a plain blue-white button down shirt with a ribbon tied around the neck resting on her chest. The school emblem rested in the middle of the bow on a gold sphere. The sound of her foot steps and the key chain that banged against her bag was now the only sound as she neared the exit. Pulling down her royal blue skirt by habit, she lifted her foot fixing her shoe before heading out the door and into the cool night.
The sounds of crickets and cars zoomed into her ears as she walked down the side walk, going down the middle of the grounds, passing great oak trees, bushes and benches. That, until she reached the gate and swiped her ID card, a small buz went of that signaled she could continue. Though there was a lingering feeling that something was creeping around in the darkness.
Every so often she kept looking back as the feeling grew heavy inside her stomach. She picked up her pace slightly, crossing a usually busy street, reaching the other side and making a left turn.
"Almost there" She thought to herself. All she had to do was cross a couple more streets before she was safe at home. It eased her worry until the feeling came back stronger than before. She stopped mid-step, afraid to turn around, her dark brown orbs small and shaky, very slowly she turned her body and looked behind herself. No one was there, was she possibly going insane?
"Keep it together Adelia" Talking to herself via mind. She wouldn't normally do this, but she often saw people talking to themselves on T.V, so it must help somewhat! She continued her walk down the street, getting caught up in all of the slightest noises, and the city owl that decided to swoop in on her didn't help either as she ran down the street. Yelling slightly she stopped dropping her bag out of breath, before taking a look at her surroundings. She had been down this street, it wasn't the best one to be on, yet it could have been worse.
The houses were run down and rusted, stray animals fled from the cracked road. Her surroundings only taunted her nervousness more, lifting her bags she picked up her pace to head back on track to her normal route. Quickly cutting through a small patch of grass with trees and such, the moon glowing down on the world below, illuminating her path. Reaching the familiar side walk, she turned right and continued her side tracked path.
Eventually her beating heart calmed itself as she kept walking, one foot after another. It was a nice pace like a beat to a song, something tugged on the girl known as Adelia. She kept getting an odd pull in her stomach, which evntually caught the best of her, letting herself turn around to see yet again; nothing was there. Turning back around, her calm eyes jumped as she met the barrel of a gun, or what seemed to be a gun.
The inside was a light purple pink, she could already feel the heat radiating from it. Her eyes quickly shot up to the person wielding the weapon, staring up to a pale man. His face long and defined, shoulders wide and body slim, while his onyx eyes showed nothing, simply void of anything, just staring at her holding the gun to her face. She backed up slowly before trying to make a break for it by running. Yet when she turned, another of the men stood, he held the gun in his hand, yet it wasn't pointed to her but merely the sky, he was more focused on the devise he held in his hand. Beeping noises were coming for it, getting louder as he pointed the object more towards her.
Adelia started to back away again and try to run a different way, any way, some how, just to get out of the situation she was in. Yet a cold, and almost metal feeling hand grasped her arm. She immediately started thrashing around, swinging her bag to hit the attacker in the face. Yet another arm grasped her wrist tightly. She winced in pain dropping her bags only to get lifted by the two strange beings that resembled men.
"H-Help!...Help!" She yelled out as a last resort, she would hate to have anyone come in and risk themselves. But it came out anyway, she was thrashing about as the men started dragging her to a van.
"H-help Please!" She cried out only to get muffled by some sort of bond placed on her lips.
"Human must be silenced for it is not silent" The man said in an almost robotic voice, her eyes grew wide, she continued to try to fight against the men, yet they were to strong for her petite fight.
"Mickey now!" A sudden voice cut in, raising a little hope in the girls mind. Then the sound of metal on metal clanged, she looked up to see what looked like a pure iron blade pierce through one of the mans face, immediately the blade started to tear down revealing shocks of bright lights and wire hanging out. Inside was a blue tinted metal with lit up pathways. The blade was held by a wooden handle with a thick chain attached, that said chain then pulled back and took the blade with it. In almost sync, both men dropped the girl, reaching for their guns and started shooting the heated blasters. The beams shot across the air until they hit something, leaving what ever they touched scorched to a black hole.
Her eyes then watched as the creatures in the shadows dodged the attacks proceeded on them. Then again, the weapon with the chain came, ripping the gun away from one of their grasps. Adelia was on the hard stoned floor, its ragged features cut lightly into her knees when she dropped. As much as she tried, she couldn't seem to see any of the people who had come to save her. Or what she thought so at the moment, bringing her hands to her face, she tried to peel off the bond that held her lips shut. It seemed flimsy and squishy, quickly she noticed it was a semi-darkened blue color, it looked like silly putty, yet it stuck to her face like glue.
Glancing back up, she saw the men fighting against the creatures that lured in the shadows. The street lamp above was shattered, giving absolute no light. Looking forward, Adelia then attempted to crawl away slowly, she made it quiet a distance before two hands grabbed her ankles and yanked her back. Her hands found themselves gripping onto the uneven sidewalk, her hands quickly gave away as the pavement cut into her skin. She screamed through the bond and was dragged back to the men by the stomach, only to be stopped in mid drag as the man was more than likely kicked down.
She was about to scream once more when she was lifted up, but stopped herself as the feeling of touch was different. It was gentle- warm, and overall welcoming. Though the grip feeling wasn't similar to those of hands, but rather something large. Opening her tightly shut eyes, they scanned the being holding her, running out of reach of the men. Adelia's brown orbs looked upwards and grew wide as they looked over and saw a round yet edgy head, a blue bandana cover the eyes with slits cut out. The more interesting part as she looked closer, was that the creature was green, and as she looked closer she saw what resembled a plastron, and studying it more, it was indeed a plastron.
It was a turtle, and any sensible person would be screaming their lungs out, flailing to get away. Yet she wasn't doing any of that, she stayed still, watching the turtle mans features until he looked down to meet her eyes and gave an surprised and questioning stare. Reaching a safe distance he set her to her feet, studying her features, mostly the goop on her mouth, before turning around and to three more turtles.
"Stay here" His voice ordered, and Adelia did just that. Leaning against a tree as she watched the van drive away, a lot of metal was scattered about and a particularly tall turtle with a purple settled bandana was busy collecting it. A groan came from the biggest built turtle with a red colored bandana, then followed up with a cheer from the orange bandanna turtle.
"One, Two, Three...Wasn't there another?" Adelia asked herself, only to be answered right after as her bags were lifted in front of her face.
"These are yours right?" He asked holding them in his rather large green hand which was covered in tattered wrappings. She nodded slightly happy, taking them carefully from him. She was amazed the blank canvas bag didn't even have a scratch on it, yet when she searched for her phone, she found it in pieces at the bottom of her school bag. Looking back up she noticed all four turtles where in front of her, discussing something she could barely make out.
The orange turtle was the first to turn, ignoring the other completely.
"Im Micha-" His words were cut short as the red bandanna turtle hit him over the head. There was a continuous bickering between all of the green beings, more so than the others. Adelia sighed to herself, eventually finding it a bit hard to breath. She held harder to the tree until she had no control left, and only then she was sure of three things.
One: This bond was suffocating her
Two: Giant turtles and cyborgs exsist
And Three: One of them had caught her..