"Hey, I just baked cookies. Want some?" Katrina called out from the kitchen. "Ali? Get 'em while they're hot."

Katrina and Ali were room-mates for half a year now and have become good friends. Strangely enough, something was off about their friendship lately, but Katrina didn't make too big of a deal about it. Ali would always act very quiet, but Katrina would just think it as her personality and brush it off.

School was over for today, so Kat was dressed in her usual skin-tight yoga pants and black sporty top. She was always a comfort-clothing type of girl.

Ali slowly walked into the kitchen, averting her eyes in an awkward way. She was wearing her regular attire of a gray hooding and jeans (her clothes always looking a big too big for her, or she was just too small for her regular size.) She never liked showing off herself.

She silently thanked her room-mate, took a cookie, nibbled on it, and went back to her reading on the couch. Kat sat next to her, working on her laptop. Ali flinched a bit, not exactly wanting to be close to Katrina at the moment, but she wasn't doing any harm.

"I swear, undergraduates are so troublesome when it comes to research... no offence, Ali," said Katrina. Ali shook her head as if saying 'no offence taken,' but still had a bitter feeling in her stomach. Kat went on complaining about the little annoying details of her day job. Being a near graduate student and the head of the undergraduate chemistry research was tough. Ali silently sighed, half listening. She tried to stay engrossed in her homework, lacked the motivation to do so, feeling too bitter to concentrate.

Suddenly, the couch was engulfed in a bright white light, along with the two college students! They landed somewhere with a 'thud.' Ali grunted in pain, her head was throbbing badly, her eyes still blinded by the sudden flash of light. What was that? She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and pulled her arms in as she tried to get up. She fluttered her eyes open. She saw Katrina lying on the ground next to her… but, their surroundings didn't make any sense. Ali rubbed her eyes to try to clear her vision. Maybe the white flash was making her see things. She looked again. No. They were actually in, what looked to be, sewer tunnels. Ali nervously crawled over to Katrina and started to shake her shoulder to wake her up. She looked frantically around again, just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. They really were in the sewers—the dark, wet, smelly, wall-slimy sewers. How in the world did they end up here?

With a final shake, Kat opened her eyes and groaned, holding onto her head. She sat up and looked around. She was glad to see Ali beside her, but the surroundings didn't make any sense to her, either. Her eyes widened. "W-What the…!?"

"Kat?" Ali said in a small shaky voice, "Kat, where are we?" She clung onto Katrina's arm, looking around frantically.

Kat narrowed her eyes and reached to feel the stone walls of the sewers. "I don't know, Ali." she replied. "Let's... lets just try to find some help. We... might be in shock." Kat tried to think rationally but her body was shaking too. She led Ali along the walls into the sewers looking a way out, until they came to what looked like an entrance in the wall. "Wait here," Kat told Ali and went in to investigate, being the braver of the two.

Ali tried to keep her composure as she waited quietly for Katrina's return. What's happening? She barely remembered being sour at her friend, and now she was fearing for her, just hoping she wouldn't hurt herself. Even though Katrina was brave, they were in some strange place. Anything could happen.

Katrina looked around, seeing the place in shadows. Something did not feel right, like she was being watched. She wanted to say "hello" to the darkness, but thought it was a stupid and too horror cliché to do so. The next thing she knew, she felt something sharp and cold pressed against her throat. She sucked in a breath, her eyes growing wide.

A cold, firm hand tightly held her arm behind her back. A grim voice whispered from behind her. "Don't move."

Ali started to intertwine her fingers in her dark hair. She would always play with her hair when she was nervous. Had Kat been gone too long? Nah, she should be back soon, though a minute may seem like an hour when she's waiting alone in an unfamiliar place; even worse, when she's nervous. She started to think why she had been acting weird around her friend anyways. Was it because they were friends, good friends, and Katrina was going to be graduating soon. They said they would be friends forever, but graduation means separation. Was she mad at Katrina for something she couldn't control? Reminiscing on her behavior towards her friend and now realizing the situation they were in made Ali sigh with sadness and remorse. She decided to check on Katrina. She should have been back by now.

Kat gritted her teeth at her position. Shit, the blade could slice her at any second if she tried to get out of the hold. She decided to comply with her captor's wishes. She did not see him, since he was behind her and since it was dark. She just hoped Ali would not be stupid enough to walk in on this. It could mean that both of them would get in trouble and she did not want that.

"What do you want?" she asked the male in a leveled calm voice but on the inside she was scared for her life . She heard a slight growl. It almost sounded like and animalistic growl and it sent shivers down her spine.

Suddenly, the stranger turned his head, heavily sniffing the air. He didn't loosen his grip on Katrina as he said to someone else hiding in the shadows, "Go check around the corner, hurry. I can smell another one." A set of footsteps dashed off.

"Ali, no…" Katrina harshly whispered as she tried to spot whoever was after her, but she was roughly pushed back into position.

"Don't move if you want to live," he spoke into her ear, slowly and tightened his grip on her, forcing her wrists behind her back as well as standing behind her. He shuddered when he got a whiff of her straight black hair. She smelled... wonderful. 'Ugh... get it together. Control your urges.' But his hand was almost shaking the longer he stood to her.

Ali's heart picked up when the other stranger caught her arms and held them behind her back. She cried out in a panic, but he held her still so she couldn't run. She was shaking, but she didn't move. She breathed heavily, trying to hold back her scream. "Who are you? Who are you?"

"Quiet," the voice growled.

"Kat. Kat!" she called out, begining to panic. A firm hand covered her mouth, muffling her scream.

"Stay SILENT!" he hissed into her ear and closed his eyes trying to control himself. He used his self-control training and finally led her where his partner was, still holding the other taller female.

"Ali!" Kat yelled out but did not say anything more when the blade dug in deeper into her skin. It did not cut her, but the holder wanted to let her know that it could if she was not silent.

Ali's eyes widened. Katrina was in the same position she was in. What frightened her even more was that the one holding her was not human at all. She couldn't see the restrainer because he was mostly covered by the shadows, but the hand holding the sword to Katrina's throat was not a human hand at all. She started breathing unsteadily, her wide eyes focusing on the large, three-fingered hand.

"Here is the other one," the male behind Ali spoke to the shadowy figure. "What do we do with them? We can't just let them leave. They know too much," spoke him, in a levelled rational tone of voice.

"What do you suggest we do with them," The figure holding Katrina said. He forced her forward as he stepped out of the shadows, still holding her steady.

Ali whimpered with fright, her eyes fearfully growing larger, as the figure became fully exposed. It was a turtle. A fierce, humanoid turtle. His hard eyes behind a blue mask glared at Ali and her reaction towards him. Ali could only guess the one holding her was a turtle, as well. She felt gut-clenching, fearful butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to run, but she was too afraid to move, knowing these creatures would easily kill her and Katrina if she tried to escape.

"They don't seem to pose a threat. Well… this one doesn't," the voice behind Ali said. "I believe they're pretty... ordinary. If they were kunoichi they wouldn't have given themselves away like this. What we do with them is up to you. Though I'm sure you know very well what I would LIKE to do to them... due to the season of course."

Ali could feel him shudder and twitch slightly before he inhaled her scent and released a churr.

Kat's eyes narrowed. She still could not see their captors and bravely interjected. "DON'T touch her!" she hissed out at the male holding Ali.

The stranger roughly covered Katrina's mouth as he continued his conversation with his partner. He smiled at him, as if he knew exactly what he wanted to do with the girls, too. "Why not? It is that time of the year, after all."

Kat's eyes widened and she bit as hard as she could on the hand. At the same time she was able to use a proper tai chi stance to get herself free. (She never used her skills for fighting or self-defense before, applying it only for fan dancing and meditations, but it seemed like the best time now.) She cursed herself for not going deeper into that martial arts. But she was not quick enough and was held tighter this time, the male very angry behind her, judging by the hard breathing

He roughly turned her around to face him, still having his weapon to her throat. He glared at her. "Even a kunoichi in training wouldn't be that clumsy when confronting an enemy." He snorted. "I should take you right here and now... but..." he turned his attention back to his partner, "Let's take them back. We'll decide what to do with them there."

Kat's eyes widened when she saw his face. A... turtle? Was this... no, it was impossible. She recognized this style. She followed the franchise closely... this was teenage mutant ninja turtles! But something didn't look right. Were they… older?

The turtle who was holding Katrina appeared to have katanas. So, it was Leonardo, the leader. She saw the staff behind the turtle who was holding Ali. Donatello. She decided to keep her mouth shut for now. Donatello, the turtle behind Ali, smirked, looking at his partner. "Guess I have until then to make up my mind, huh?" He pushed Ali forward to follow.

Ali tried to push back against her restrainer. She didn't want to go anywhere near that turtle, but she was roughly pushed to follow him, nonetheless.

"Come on, girl," the turtle behind her purred, bringing his nose real close to her neck, sniffing her. "If I lose my patients, I may have to take you, too." He purred at the thought of it. She could hear his drooling tongue lap at the corner of his mouth as he took in her scent.

Donatello was getting excited by just thinking about it, but he pushed on and tried to restrain himself. Both Ali and Katrina widened their eyes when they found themselves in what appeared to be... their captor's home? There was a comfortable living room with a couch and a television set on it. There was another turtle playing Nintendo Entertainment System. Kat guessed it to be Michelangelo. Where was Raphael then?

She looked over at Leonardo, their faces close to each other. "Spare the young one. She's not even a woman yet." Her calm, collected eyes connected with his.

Ali looked at Katrina in surprise, but confusion. Spare her from what?

"No?" Leo cocked his head to her. He walked over to Ali, dragging Katrina over with him. Donatello held Ali steady by the neck of her shirt. Ali leaned away as far as she could as Leo brought his nose up to her face, holding Katrina back. He smelled her and brought his attention back towards Katrina. "She seems eligible enough," he smirked.

Katrina narrowed her eyes. "What I meant was to spare her HONOR," she put extra emphasis on the word 'honor', knowing too well that honor meant a lot to Leonardo. She was going to try her hardest to save Ali. A girl had a right to choose the man she loved, to lose her purity to. This would be traumatizing to someone like Ali. "I, on the other hand, don't have much to lose. She's inexperienced. Useless in that field, really. She hadn't even kissed a boy before," she tried to sound very confident. "She'd be more hustle than she's worth." Kat sent Ali a reassuring look telling her to go along with this.

Her eyes widened at what Kat was saying. She wouldn't be talking about... Oh no! Were they really thinking about using both of them for that? Ali's quaking legs were telling her to run. She tugged on Donatello's grip, but he growled and roughly held her still. She looked over at Leo and nodded, as a way to state what Katrina was saying is true.

"I do respect honor," Leo said. "But, you see, during this time, there are certain things that are beyond my control-beyond our control." He yanked Kat towards him so she would lean against him for support at the suddenness of his yank. He smiled and stroked her face, smelling her hair.

Kat looked at him showing she was unafraid. "Then try to stay away from her... and take your urges on me," she stated calmly not pulling away from him.

"She's offering herself instead of this one?" Donatello spoke in disbelief and agitation. He sort of thought the smaller one was cute. He could only think she would be adorable if he were to get his hands around her.

Leo rested his head on top of Kat's as he looked over at Donnie. He said to her, "What about my brother over there? He needs someone to play with, too." Leo could just see the tension in Donnie's eyes, his shoulders shaking with resistance. "You don't understand what is happening, do you?" he purred as he ran is hand across Kat's stomach.