Hi again! I'm finally starting to understant this place. Anyways here's the new chapter! (This is a bit of angsty)
Disclaimer:
Me: I try again.
*Ask's internet oracle* Do I own TMNT
Answer: Not in million years!
Me: Shit! Do I own my OC?
Answer: Yes...
Me: Wohoo!
Answer:...For now
Me: WHAT!
(PS: There's something wrong with my Computer. It cuts parts from my story. I try to fix mistakes when I have time)
The Mystery Girl kept running. Millions of thoughts were running through her head, and she was angry at herself.
''I could hang out with you sometime'' That totally sounded like flirting! What's wrong with me! I can't just meet the guy and then just start to flirt!
But this job is so hard! I have to think my words all the time, because one wrong word could be the end of my life. Besides that turtle seemed cool. I wouldn't mind hanging out with him.
That is no excuse! You don't know him! He doesn't know you! Besides that he's a giant turtle, you shouldn't make friends. You decided that this is your destiny, so you'll have to just deal with it!
But I'm fighting criminals all the time! And alone! I sometimes have bleeding nose, black eye or broken bones! And then I have to explain them to my family! It would be easier to me if would just have someone to help me! Besides, I would like to share my victories with someone.
No, you are meant to be alone!
You're wrong! I should have change to have a friend!
No, you don't.
Yes I do!
No!
Yes!
No!
Yes!
NO!
YES!
Mystery Girl shook her head.
There must something wrong with. Shit, I'm fighting with my own head!
She just sighed and ran to the corner. First she made sure that no one was even close, then she went to the wall, kneeled and pressed one brick. Some bricks started to move, opening a door, and she stepped in. Bricks started to close again when she was inside.
Behind the bricks was stairs going down. Mystery Girl walked stairs, her sight was going darker and darker, until she could see only darkness.
Damn... Why do I always forget to bring flashlight. I can't see anything. The door should be somewhere here...
CRASH!
Ow... Found it
Rubbing her head, she opened the door. Behind it was underground room. Mystery Girl called it... Room under the ground. There wasn't much room in it, but it still was really important to her. There was everything of her life as a Mystery Girl.
In the closet were her Mystery Girl costumes for any kind of weather. In the cabinet was all kind of weapons she used (Smoke bombs, air rifle, knuckle-duster, pepper spray, and, believe or not, yo-yo). On her desk were three computers. With them she could follow every single security camera what New York had. She also had New York and subway map, which would make finding places easier. At the moment, the bag on her table was most important. She opened the bag and took her regular clothes out. Then she started to remove her costume.
First she removed her gloves. Those were the part of her costume that she hated. They were uncomfortable and she couldn't move her fingers freely. Then again, sometimes she had to fight in fire and those gloves were only things that didn't burn off. So she just got used to them.
The next things that went off were her boots. They have always brought fun memories. Like, times when she had kicked purple dragons on guts. She giggled, remembering their faces.
Then belt. Without it, she would probably go crazy. She kept there all the things that were important to her during fight. Weapons, GPS-tracker, sunglasses (sometimes enemies tried to blind her), really small medical kit, but what she needed the most was tape. Sometimes, when she already had criminals pinned down, they started to yell, mock and curse, which was bit annoying. So she would just put some tape on their mouth and they would go silent. That, or kick on stomach. Yeah, she maybe sounded a bit of sadist, but she only had a temper. Besides, you would hit someone too if you were called half of the things that Mystery Girl was called.
She opened the zip from her suit. She was kinda having problem with her costume too. She had made the suit all by herself with pretty hard work. The suit itself was perfect and she was proud of it, but there was a tiny problem. She was a growing teenager.
It's hell to her when she realizes that her suit is too small. It takes weeks to make new suit, and during that she has to wear the smaller suit. It's uncomfortable, she can't move with it, it chafes, but that isn't the worst of it. The worst thing is that once when she was fighting with it, it ripped from her side. In front of ten purple dragons! Yeah, sometimes her luck was perfect. So perfect.
She let her costume fall from her shoulders to floor. The air was cold, but it didn't really bother her. She took black wig off from her head. Under it was short, messy, asymmetric cut, dark brown hair. Then she took off her mask. When she was wearing only her lingerie, she looked at the nearest mirror, checking herself for any injuries.
Her day was weird. And now she isn't talking about giant speaking turtle, but a fight she had before meeting him. She was just casually checking if there were purple dragons or something from roof, but she saw instead ninjas. Like, seriously ninjas. They had ninja masks, ninja weapons and pretty much everything that made them ninjas. They were stealing from some kind of high-tech laboratory. With a pure stupidity, she ran to stop them. Then she noticed that there were at least fifty of them. It wasn't very smart from her.
Ninjas stared at her for the moment, before they attacked. Soon she found herself in deep trouble. Ninjas were good, very good, and they beat her up easily. At the end, she had enough brain to throw a smoke bomb and run away.
She had pretty harsh wounds from the fight. She had scars and bruises on her hands, legs, collarbone, hips… But worst of them was the bruise on her stomach. It was big, ugly, purple and it hurt like hell. But she didn't show her pain. That's the thing that she had learned from her life experiences. Never show your feelings, they make you weak.
She putted her regular clothes on. Green shirt which had printed text "WTF", ripped dark blue jeans, black, skull-patterned shoes and red jacket. She was ready to go home
When she was on street, she couldn't help but watching humans. Half of them were talking about Mystery Girl. Who she is, what does she want, why is she doing this… Blah, blah, blah. If she hated something about being Mystery Girl, then that was fame. Unfortunatly, people thought that if they take a picture of her and put it on internet, I would like it. Pfft, yeah right!
Her home was finally on her sight. She ran to it, opened the door and stepped in. She removed her jacket, kicked her shoes of and lazily let them to fall on floor. She walked to upstairs and to her room.
She had putted the sign "Welcome to Hell" on her door just for fun. She walked to her bed, fell in it hard, causing few books to fall from edge. She was hurt everywhere and just wanted to sleep. In five minutes, she was asleep.
She woke up to the song "Eye of the Tiger", realizing that it was her ringtone. She stretched herself and took the phone. She was surprised when she remembered the number.
''Dad? He never calls me.''
She answered the phone, still bit shocked.
''Hello?''
''Charrleyyy… Brring (hiccup) meee some beeer…''
She sighed. He is drunk. Great, just great.
''Dad, I'm not Charley, I'm Karlina. You're drunk, so I don't want to talk you…''
''Shhut up and (hiccup) brring it youu man-kind of (hiccup) biitch''
He laughed dry laugh.
Mystery Gi… I mean… Karlina started to get bit annoyed.
''First, I am clearly a girl. Second, if you don't stop this call now, I'm going to call police''
She wasn't serious, she only wanted him to get scared and stop this.
''Police? (snort)I peee on thrreir carr! Thhey don't bosss me arhound!''
''Dad, stop this now!''
''Orrr, wee can jusst go to my ex's home and havve some fun…''
''LIKE YOU WOULD EVEN FUCKING DARE!''
Karlina shut the phone off and panted hard. It's been nine years… Nine fucking years since her mom and dad had broke up, and he still didn't leave them alone.
When his father wasn't drunk, he was silent and cold. He didn't give a shit about Karlina's life, he just kept avoiding her. But he was different when he was drunk. Then he usually called her mom, pleading her to give him a second change, but mom has luckily always said no.
Still panting, she tried to calm herself down.
Calm down. Don't break anything. He's too far from you. Calm down. Calm down…
She could swear that she heard door opening from downstairs. She panicked, putting her hands on her head and started to rock back and forth.
Calm down. He's not here. He won't break your arm like before.
A crash from downstairs proved that someone was there. The voices from her past started to come to her mind.
''Shut up you brat!'' ''Stop crying!''
No… He isn't here. He can't know where I live…
Someone was walking on stairs.
''Look what you have done! Come over here so I can punish you!'' ''I don't care if it hurts! You're bad girl and you deserve to get spanked!''
He's far away. He's far away. Calm down. Calm Down!
A shadow behind her door
''I'm going to kill you''
Calm down! Calm down!
Door opening…
''CALM DOWN YOU BRAT''
''Karlina! Honey, I'm back from Californ- Is something wrong?'' Her mother asked worriedly.
Karlina was pale, shaking rabidly and panting like a dog. Her mother knew what she was thinking and she immediately came over her and put her arms around her daughter.
''Wha-what the heck mom! Why did you made that kind of noises in downstairs!'' She said shaking.
''Shhh… My bag was heavy and it slipped from my hands. He isn't here. Calm down…'' Her mother said, rubbing her back.
She was trying to calm down, she really was. She hated this feeling. Feeling like she was helpless baby who feels save only in her mommy's arms. She's not six year old little girl anymore. These feeling shouldn't bother her anymore. She slowly pushed herself away from her mother's gently arms.
Her mother sighed. Why her daughter couldn't understand that she was only trying to help her.
''Karlina…'' She put her palm under her chin, lifting her head up ''you know that I'm always there for you when you need me. Tell me what's wrong''
Everything is wrong. I'm scared, but I can't broke down ''Everything is fine. I'm okay.'' She took her hand off from her chin. ''Can we talk about something else?''
Her mom sighed.
''Fine. Did you fight at school again?''
No, I fought with purple dragons and some weird ninjas ''No, I didn't fight at all'' She said, laughing ''I've been reading and playing computer here''
''Okay. Sorry that I'm being such a mother hen, I'm just worried about you''
You have good reasons to be worried ''You don't have to worry about anything. I'm too lazy to get on trouble.
Laugh ''Well, that is true. You sure you're fully okay?''
No ''Yes''
She kissed her forehead. ''Just remember that I love you''
I love you too mom ''I love you too mom''
Her mom smiled and left the room.
Karlina slumped back to bed, thinking.
Mom was her hero. She has always been and she will be on future. She has always been there for her, even if she didn't want her to do it. But at the moment it's a bad thing. It just hurts her more because she has to lie to her mom. Maybe someday things will be different. Maybe someday she would just go to her mom and tell-
''Karlina! Would you come here''
She sounded sad, so Karlina ran fast to downstairs.
Her mom just stood, another hand around her waist, another on her head with a phone.
''Mom, what's wrong'' She asked in worried tone.
''My team is having a problem. If we don't get new research in two weeks, our sponsors will stop paying'' She sighed deeply ''I have to go to the New Orleans tomorrow''
''Again?'' Karlina said, hurt and sadness in her voice. Mom was never at home.
''Yes, again''
They didn't talk for the while. Being separated from each other was hard and they had to do it almost all the time. Karlina was alone in her home, or out as a Mystery Girl, hoping that nothing happened to her mom. Karlina's mom was with her team around the world, praying that karlina didn't hurt herself when she was alone. Karlina was first to broke the silence.
''Well… We can at least enjoy our time while we are still together. Like… Watching movie or something.
Her mom smiled. ''Well, I would love to watch "Misery" again. But before that…'' She pointed at the plastic bag on the floor. ''You have to bring that to my friend, April O'neil''
She groaned. ''Do I have to!''
Her mom only smirked. ''If you don't, I'm going to show your baby pictures to my team.
Her eyes widened ''I'm going! I'm going!''
Her mom just laughed when she putted her shoes quickly to her feet and ran off.
Karlina was standing at Ms. O'neil's door. She knew where she lived (her mom has told her), but she had never met her in person.
She got bit surprised when door opened. She was expecting a young woman to open the door, but instead it was opened by man, who was wearing pink apron. She bit her lip, trying not to laugh.
Don't laugh Karlina, don't laugh! You don't know this man! You can't just laugh at him if he looks ridiculous! But I can't hold myself!
''Umm… Excuse me, put is April *snort* at home'' She asked, trying to keep her face as normal as possible.
He looked annoyed. ''Yeah, she is at home. April! There's someone looking for you'' He said as he left the door.
April came to door, smiling gently. ''How may I help you?''
''I'm Karlina Lopez, daughter of Akira Lopez. My mom has bought you books from California''
''Oh yes, she talked to me about those in phone. Thank you. Would you like some tea?''
''No thanks. My mom has to go tomorrow again, so I'm kinda having my last hours with her''
''Okay, I understand. But, thank you again and good day''
''Thanks and same to you''
She had fun spending her time with mom, but she was still sad that she had to go again.
When they were watching the movie, she wasn't really paying attention. She had too many things to think. Like weird ninjas, talking turtle and being alone once again.
She also was too tired to follow the movie. When Annie was breaking Paul's legs, she fell asleep, having once again nightmares.