Echo and Narcissus
A Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Tale.
Synopsis: When a strange voice travels through New York, the turtles are forced to confront it and whatever dangers it brings.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of TMNT or New York. I however do own the voice.
Hear my distant call
Hear my dire plea
The night was like any other. For the four mutant turtles that roamed freely across the roof tops, nothing was amiss. They leapt and bounded with ease across New York as they did thousands of times over. The liquid moonlight poured its aura over the quiet streets, like the blanket of the Sandman.
Won't someone out there
Come rescue me?
There was no one on the sidewalks that gorgeous August evening. Normally there would be lots of teenagers and party-goers out at the midnight hour, but tonight was different. To the mutant turtles, this was nothing to be worried about. They carried on about their rounds as they always did and were about to return to their underground lair when they heard a distant voice echoing out across the buildings.
Take me away
From my pain
Strangely, the four turtles could not shake the voice from their heads. It called to them, making them feel weary all of a sudden. No matter what they did, the voice still came over the horizon, continuing the eerie song it sang
Hear my voice
I call to you again
The largest of the four, pointed to the manhole below them, the other three understood and slipped down into the sewers, their bandana tail whipping out of sight. The manhole cover had deadened the sound, their sleepiness had abated. Shaking themselves to their senses, they walked through the sewers to their lair, where their mutant rat father stood waiting.