Hey guys! This is the newest creation straight from my brain. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT, just my OCs.

Chapter 1

"Food time girlies. This is the last thing yer gettin' before da tests tomorrow, so be sure ta savor it," A man snickered as he slid a cold plate of food under the thick steel door. His laugh grew farther and farther away as the man walked away from the cell door.

Inside of the chilled, barren room, the tray of food was left untouched. On it sat a single turkey sandwich, a bowl of fresh spinach, a pile of assorted berries, and a small square of chocolate.

"Eat it. You need it more than I do," A voice spoke sourly. Perched on their loft beds, sat two teenage girls. They stared in frustration and depression at the food in the middle of the room.

The entire room was white. White tile, white walls and ceiling, and even white furniture. The two loft beds were on silver steel frames but the comforters and sheets were as white as the walls. Under one of the loft beds was a white desk, complete with a white lamp and white chair. Beneath the other sat two white booth seats and a white table stuck in between them, acting as a dining set.

White jumpsuits adorned the bodies of the two victims and black numbers stamped to their chests.

"Eat it Cassie. All I have are memory tests going on tomorrow. Trust me, I don't need it," The voice, belonging to the eldest of the girls, repeated.

The girl across from her furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head defiantly.

The eldest sighed, her messy brown bangs falling in front of her face. "Just eat it Cassidee,"

After a few seconds, Cassie responded with another head shake.

Furious pale green eyes met mismatched ones. The eldest jumped down from her bed and walked towards the meal. Grabbing it, she practically threw it on the table under her bed and harshly sat in her seat.

She sighed. "How about I eat the spinach and you eat the rest. Spinach is supposedly good for my brain anyways," She suggested. A small, barely noticeable grin flashed on the youngest's face before she hopped down from her bed to join her friend.

The two ate in complete silence.

Soon finished with their daily meal, the girls just sat. The time on the clock read minutes until the lights in their cage would automatically shut off, signaling their bedtime.

"W-What's going to h-happen to us tomorrow…" A small, soft voice spoke up. The brunette looked up to see the strawberry blonde slightly shaking in fear. The eldest reached her hand across the table to grab her friends.

"What always happens on test days, Cassie," She stated calmly. "They just want to track the progress of our mutations. That's all."

"B-but… what if they… s-stick me again, Liza?" Cassie cringed. The one irrational fear of the light-haired girl was being experimented on and prodded with sharp objects. Cassie detested her testing days. They always involved being strapped to a lab table and poked with needles as the "researchers" took blood. Cassie's arms were covered in scares from these horrifying experiences.

Liza sighed again. "Just go to your happy place. They can't hurt you there, trust me," She gave her friend a reassuring smile before standing. "Let's get ready for bed."

Within a few short minutes the girls were as clean as they could be. They were aloud showers once a week, but their cell had a small sink and a toilet attached to one of the walls for brushing teeth and washing their faces. Since their cell was completely closed off from the outside world, the two would take turns every other day washing their entire body with a washrag, soap, and the sink. This made the wait for the shower trip considerably more bearable, yet still not as satisfying. The wardrobe on the opposite wall from the makeshift "bathroom" held two changes of clothes for the girls and two sets of white tank tops and white shorts, which were considered their night-clothes. At the end of each week, while the two girls were showering, their dirty clothes would be taken and washed for them.

This wall also held a book shelf. Granted the only books in there were mainly medical books and autobiographicals, but it still held a few classics. The Princess Bride by William Goldman, Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë, War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy, Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell, Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, etc.

Thankfully, with Liza's memory, she could go through an entire book in complete detail while her testing was going on. That was her happy place. Book worlds. Being someplace other than locked up and tested on every week.

But sadly, the same couldn't be said for Cassie.

The lights in the room suddenly flickered off.

"Oh, not yet!" Cassie gasped. Liza quickly found her way over to her frightened friend and grabbed her hand.

"It's okay Cassie, I'm right here," Liza calmly, clearly stated. Cassie nodded her head as Liza escorted her to her loft. The familiar rungs of the latter were soon in her grip and she hauled herself up.

"Thanks Liza."

"Mhmm."

The girls were soon in bed, but Liza knew not to go to sleep yet, no matter how tired she was. Because until she heard the faint snores of the girl across the room, she couldn't bring herself to go to sleep. Hearing Cassie soundly asleep reassured Liza that a new day was on the verge of coming.

One day closer to being out of this hell hole…

Liza already had 578 days of her life wasted. She was abducted on April 18, 2012 at 11:34 a.m. right from her own home.

Cassie came about six months after her. September 30, 2012 at 8:07 a.m. was when they made Cassie Liza's roommate.

"Liza?"

"Yeah?"

Liza made sure to speak up when addressing her friend, for her hearing wasn't what it used to be. Due to Cassie's disease, she lost a lot of hearing in both of her ears. If she isn't facing a person, able to read their lips, she can barely hear them.

"I've been in here for 15 months."

Liza blinked a moment. Had it really been that long since Cassie joined her? Counting quickly on her fingertips, Liza confirmed the strawberry blonde's statement.

"Yeah. I'm sorry," Liza didn't know what else to say. Sure, she had been locked up longer, but Cassie was softer than her, more fragile. She had cried for days when she first came. Didn't speak for weeks. It was hard to believe that she had survived this long without going insane.

"Yeah. Me too," Cassie sighed. "Night Liza."

"Night."

After a few long minutes, Cassie's soft snores echoed in the room.

Liza still couldn't sleep though. She kept going back to what Cassie had said.

I've been here for 15 months…

Suddenly, Liza's eyebrows furrowed.

And that's all you'll ever be in here for. Tomorrow, we're gone.

SO, I've had the design for Liza in my head for months now, I just haven't had a story to add her in, but now I finally have one! I hope you guys have enjoyed. This story is my favorite of mine so far.

I plan on having my Reader/Turtles stories up tomorrow. So do not fret, my dears!

Please, I enjoy positive feedback on my works! Tell me what I can improve, what you think of Liza and Cassie, and just everything in general!

Later guys!

CC