Kat leaned her head back all the way, staring at the ceiling as her mother droned on and on and ON AND ON about her religion, about how Kat's health would probably magically be better if she JUST PRAYED. PRAY THE SICK AWAY. PRAY THE ALLERGIES AWAY. PRAY THE GAY AWAY. Well, she didn't know about Kat's bisexuality, BUT STILL. PRAYING FIXES EVERYTHING, OBVIOUSLY. This was literally the last thing Kat wanted to hear on her birthday, but oh well~ What else should she expect from her mother?
"Katherine. Katherine, are you listening?"
Kat groaned, lifting her head up and her mother 'tsked', shaking her head. "A child should pay attention to her mother when she speaks. This is why we need to put prayer back in schools. This is also why you should be coming to church with me, it would get the devils whispers out of your ear." "Mooom. You're going to be late for sermon if you don't hurry." Kat interrupted her mother quickly, not wanting to go through another 'The devils music!' and 'Friends who were bad influences!' lectures again. Not that she had a lot of friends, but still, her mother did it. Kat's mother made a little frumpy noise and ran a hand over her blouse, brushing away the wrinkles so she looked her Sunday best. "Yes, you're right. But I do wish you would start going to church with me again. God will fix all your problems." "Oh, I'm sure it will." Kat replied, unable to keep the sarcasm from dripping through her voice. Her mother gave her a look and she sighed, forcing a slight smile as she flipped the ginger emo bangs out of her face. "I'm fine mom. You go enjoy church."
Kat's mother sighed and shook her head, turning away and heading for the door, purse in hand. "You have no idea how hard this is for me, Katherine, trying to raise a good Christian daughter in this day and age. How did you turn out to be such a mess up. Though I shouldn't be surprised. Now that homosexuality is being more accepted by the population. Even the Pope is-" And Kat was drowning her out again. A Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles marathon would be starting soon and she looked forward to that more then she did her mothers religious droning. Soon, Kat's mother had left and the 14 year old threw her hands into the air, running towards the kitchen to grab some food. She pulled some string cheese out of the fridge along with some chips from the pantry and a Mt Dew. Kat ran to the living room, the string cheese already hanging from her mouth, half eaten, and flopped onto the couch, flipping the TV on. She instantly found the Nick channel and grinned goofily as the opening theme of TMNT began to play. But then she felt it.
The feeling in her stomach.
Kat's eyes widened and she shot up from the couch, sprinting towards the restroom as she screamed to nobody, "I'M ONLY 14, I CAN'T BE LACTOSE INTOLERANT!" She slammed the door open and then slammed it shut as she went in, doing the appropriate thing before planting herself onto the toilet. You know, that thing. Depantsing. Making sure one does not make a mess in their pantaloons. Keeping thine trousers clean.
You know, that thing.
Kat groaned as she waited and did what most teenagers do, pulling out her phone. Today was not only her 14th birthday, but also the birthdays of her closest friends, Lily, Crystal and Aiden, all of which were turning 14 as well. She had messaged them all earlier that day, and everyone except for Lily had replied. Lily always had her phone on her, so Kat was a little concerned. But the absolute hellfire in her stomach was distracting her from this worry. Kat let her well protected phone fall to the ground as she clutched her stomach and fake cried. "HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE!? STRING CHEESE, HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME SO!"
Then there was a knock on the door.
"..Mom?" Kat lifted her head. Weird, she hadn't heard her mom come back into the house. The door suddenly slammed open and Kat screamed as a man stood in the doorway, his eyes dead and he wore a perfectly tailored and clean black suit. Kat screamed. Normally she wouldn't scream, but currently she was sitting on the toilet, so this was a pretty scream worthy problem. Pulling her pants up as best she could, a struggle as she wore skinny jeans, like any good emo would, she propelled herself off the toilet, managing to squeeze past the man who had broken into her home, and ran as fast as she could. The front door was in the opposite direction, so it looked like her only means of escape was the back door. However, Kat made the mistake of looking behind her, and saw the man running at an unnatural speed after her. And it was the creepiest run she had ever seen. Kat shrieked again and picked up her pace, pumping her arms as hard as she could. This is why her family needed a dog! She cursed her mother inside of her head as she ran.
"You are the human who had been watching that which is known as a television show about the ones known as the Turtles."
"...kraAAAAAAANG?"
NONONONO NOPENOPENOPE.
Kat continued her sprint but she realized that against a Kraang bot, which...magically existed now because reasons, she stood no chance. The robot man caught up to her easily, picked her up, and carried the teenager towards the open front door. Kat's once nice front yard was replaced by a swirling Kraang portal.
"You will assist Kraang in destroying the ones known as the Turtles."
