This came to me around 10pm and I just had to write it and post it tonight; so hope you guys like it! if you do, I'll keep writing. If ya don't I'll just delete it, no biggy
I DON'T OWN TMNT!
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UNKNOWN'S POV
I stared up at the blue sky for who knows how long. The trees surrounding me gave off an earthy nature sent. I breathed it in; trying to get enough energy to actually sit up. My body raged with pain and even breathing hurt. I growled at myself and sat up fast; trying to avoid as much of the pain as I possibly could. It didn't work. I hissed as my body groaned and burned in protest. I stared down at my legs; they were covered in blood but you could still see patches of green. I lifted my hands to look at them; scooting up a bit so I wouldn't have to lean on them. I focused my energy on moving the three bloody fingers on my hand. It took a lot of time; but slowly they moved.
I smiled at myself. "Good, I'm working. Now where am I?" I stared at my surroundings. Trees were everywhere and in the distance I could hear a creek rushing down a hill. I sat on soft dirt with patches of grass here and there. Through the trees; I could barely see them, but they were still there, were mountains. Big and purple, and at the top had snow that would never melt.
A bird started to sing in a nearby tree. I closed my eyes and listened to the bird's song; it made me drowsy, but I forced myself to stay awake and listen to the bird's melody. The wind started a soft breeze and something blows behind me. I reached my hand back and touched what was blowing. Two thin strips of fabric whipped around in the wind, I followed them up to my face. I was wearing a mask.
"That's stupid….unless I'm trying to hide who I am."
I let the wind take my thoughts away and I smiled at the warmth of the sun as it brushed my soft skin; even though it was covered in blood still.
My eyes jerked open and I looked back down at my hands; carefully moving my fingers again. The blood on them was dry and starting to crack; was it my blood or someone else's? I shook my head; making it throb by doing so. There was so much blood; it couldn't all be mine; could it? My body can't hold this much.
I looked around me. There was more blood; defiantly not all mine… right?
I clenched my fits as I stared at my hands. What happened? Why was there so much blood?
I shakily stood up; getting tired of the ground. Everything began to spin and I grabbed my head to make it stop. I felt more blood, but the blood on my head was still hot and wet. It was still running.
"Defiantly not all mine." I thought looking around again. "If it was all mine, I would be dead, right?"
I took a step and my leg started shaking. I glared down at it; daring it to collapse under me.
I slowly walked towards the rushing creek; it took a long time. My breath was lost a lot faster then I felt comfortable.
I heard a groan. I turned; only a couple of feet away from the river. I saw a man laying on the ground. A weird mark traveling around his arms. It was a purple Dragon. I stared at the man as he rolled over and fell back asleep. I looked at his hands and then back at mine. His hands were tan and had five fingers on them, they were a lot smaller too; smaller then my green giant three fingered hands. He's brown hair whipped as another breeze of wind came along. I reached up and felt my head again. No hair. He wore clothes and all I had was a shell and a belt of some sort.
Why are we so different?
I turned back to the river; ignoring the unconscious man. I stared at my reflection. Blood covered most of my body. I reached into the water and started washing myself. I was taking too long so I just dived into the river. It was cold. Very cold.
I hissed as the mucky water went into my cuts. But I smiled as I watched the blood wash off my body and flowed down the stream with the rest of the water.
I got out of the freezing water; shaking violently. I turned around and looked back at my reflection; letting the suns warm rays of heat hit me and dry me off. My skin was dark green and my plastron had scratches and scares. My whole body had scares. I stared at my eyes which stared back; golden emerald green. I shifted my body to look at the back of me. The back of my shell was scratched up just as much as the front. I felt something brush against my leg and looked down. Two twin weapons sat in my belt. I took one out and examined it. It had three sharp points and felt amazing sitting in my hand. Like a piece of me was just put back into place. I carefully placed the weapon back into my belt and looked back into the river; watching the red tails of my mask whip behind me. A question crept into my mind as I watched the giant turtle in the river stare back at me.
"Who am I?"
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