Hello readers, I was amazed by the numbers of reviews and views I got on this story. Thank you so much. I have a question for you readers. Would you like to know Leonardo's point of view for the story? I will tell you the story that I have written is in the point of view of Samantha but I wanted someone's opinion on that. For those of you who still don't know this story is based on the Fast Forward Season of the 2k3 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Anyway here it is Chapter Three of Protector from the Past, The TMNT do not belong to be but my OC's do.
Chapter 3:Dreams Really do Come True
Samantha awoke the next morning in her bed chamber. She sat herself up and felt a wave of dizziness overwhelm her. Samantha put her head in her hands and let out a small moan. She racked her brain trying to remember the events of the previous day. The last thing she remembered was she was in a car with Mr. Lancer, after that everything was fuzzy. Samantha slightly remembered voices, voices that were very alarmed, but at what, she did not know. She also remembered the color green. Beautiful swirls of green. Then she had heard Cody's voice. His usual chipper tone was replaced with worry and fear, but Samantha's little brother did not have much to fear, not while she was breathing. Samantha felt something was wrong but her brain was having a hard time piecing things together.
Samantha decided it was time for her to get out of bed. She tossed the covers from her body and slowly moved herself to where her feet touched the plush white carpeting below. Samantha gently pushed herself up, using her bed as leverage. The moment she was completely vertical, another wave of dizziness threatened to send her crumbling to the floor. Samantha closed her eyes and waited for her bought of vertigo to fade. When she was sure she would no longer succumb to the wooziness, she took very light steps in the direction of her door. The moment the door opened, Samantha's ears were assaulted by a cacophony of shouts, grunts, and the sound of objects being forcefully broken.
Samantha followed the direction of the dissonance. It lead her to the sitting room where the most unusual sight met her eyes. There were various pieces of furniture piled up in a disarray across the large living space. At the head of the piles a large gray rat, in a brown robe, stood and watched the chaos transpire. The ones causing the chaos and the hysteria of a large white robot were four large anthropomorphic turtles. The turtles were engaging in rigorous training and slight acrobatics. Serling, the large servatron, was chasing the four turtles trying to talk them out of destroying anymore of the room.
"Allow me to explain the concept to you slowly. This is the sitting room."
Serling tried to stop them only to fall with a loud crash. One of the turtles landed on his back, he had an orange mask around his eyes.
'Michelangelo' Samantha thought to herself. 'That one must be Michelangelo'
"You think this is bad." Michelangelo said. "You should see us when we have weapons."
Michelangelo was enjoying a moment to back in his glory, when a rolling pin came flying at him at an unbelievably fast speed. He never even had time to blink, when it struck him in the gut sending him flying into one of the many large piles.
"Or rolling pins." Michelangelo said as he rubbed his head.
"This is a disaster." Serling whined.
"Yes." The large gray rat said, pulling at the fur on his chin. "Michelangelo should have seen that coming."
Michelangelo stood up his gaze feel upon Samantha leaning against the archway. "Hey! look who rolled out of bed." Michelangelo said with a laugh. "What's up Sammy?"
Samantha looked puzzled. 'Who is Sammy?' She wondered.
Her answer was given when she felt the piercing gazes of the four terrapin creatures. She felt like she could not form actual sentences and decided to stay quite. There was an obvious tension in the room. It was building to an almost suffocating fog that seemed to immerse the room. Samantha felt another wave of dizziness over come her. She cursed herself inwardly. Samantha thought that her bought of vertigo was caused by morning drossiness, but it seemed that was not the case.
"It is good to see that you are well, Miss Jones."
Samantha's head snapped in the direction of the speaker. The large gray rat, 'Master Splinter', Samantha assumed, was offering her a very warm smile. Soon she was aware of another presence. A strong presence that seemed to send electric shockwaves down Samantha's spine. Her deep blue eyes met a pair of darkened caramel ones. Samantha felt herself gasp, the owner of the most beautiful pair of brown eyes was Leonardo Hamato. The revelation made Samantha's body go limp. She felt herself falling to the floor, but she never hit the ground because a pair of supple apple green arms hooked around her waist and hoisted her back to her feet.
"Are you alright?" Leonardo asked, his voice thick with concern.
"I don't know." Samantha answered honestly, her tone barely above a whisper.
"Leonardo," Master Splinter said, his voice gentle, yet firm, almost commanding. "Why don't you take Miss Jones back to her chamber, she needs to rest."
"Yes, Master."
In a matter of seconds Samanatha was hoisted off the ground and firmly into Leonardo's arms. He grabbed her hands and placed them around his neck. Samantha felt her heart pound hard in her chest. Never in her wildest dreams did she even think that Leonardo would actually be holding her.
'That's it!' Samantha thought to herself 'I must be dreaming, that is the only logical explanation.'
Samantha leaned comfortably against his plastron, enjoying being cradled in Leonardo's arms. When her fingertips brushed against his neck, Samantha felt that is was smooth, but at the same time rough, almost like leather. She felt Leonardo tense. The muscles in his neck knotting under the softness of Samantha's fingers. Samantha continued to sweep her petite hands over his skin, memorizing the texture. Her breath caught in her throat, in dreams a person could not feel. Samantha realized at that moment that she was wide awake in the arms of Leonardo. Her dreams finally seemed to be coming true.
Samantha's eyes slowly opened. She sat up and took in her surroundings. Samantha was back in her very large bedroom. Everything looked the same to her, nothing seemed out of place, until her eyes fixed on the white armchair next to her bed. Sitting in the chair, with an Art of War book nestled, in his hands was Leonardo. He must have felt her gaze because he closed the book an set it on the table next to him. Leonardo rose from the chair and walked over to her bed side.
"How are you feeling?" Leonardo asked Samantha, with a small smile.
Samantha waited a few moments to answer. She was waiting for a wave of dizziness that would announce that her bought of vertigo had not dissipated. A smile lit up on her face.
"I am feeling very well." Samantha answered finally.
"Good." Leonardo said with a nod of his head.
"Thank you for keeping a vigil, at my bedside." Samantha said gratefully. "I do not like to be left alone when I sleep."
"I have not left your side." Leonardo said as he took a hold of her hand.
Samantha felt electric tingling coursing through her. Leonardo must of felt it too because he quickly withdrew his hand.
"Wow." Samantha breathed.
Leonardo's caramel brown eyes met Samantha's dark blues. The world seemed to stand still for a moment. All was quite, neither Leonardo nor Samantha made a sound. Their eyes were in silent communication with each other. At that moment a bond was forged between them.
"I'm sorry for the mess my brother's and I have caused." Leonardo said with a somber tone but his gaze never faltered.
Samantha laughed and took both of his hands in hers. This time Leonardo did not pull his hand back.
"Furniture can be replaced, Leonardo." She said in hopes of cheering up the blue banded turtle.
"I'm not talking about the furniture." Leonardo stated. "I'm talking about what happened to you."
The smile from Samantha's face faded. "What do you mean?" She asked.
"Your accident." Leonardo said. His speech sounded forced like he could not explain the situation to Samantha. "The bridge you were on was destroyed, by us. We caused the wreck. We caused your injury and your companion was put in the hospital."
Samantha gasped. Mr. Lancer was put in the hospital. She felt a little bit of relief, since the end of her freedom would be put on hold for a while.
"Leonardo," Samantha said in a gentle voice. "My accident was not your fault, accidents do happen."
Samantha felt Leonardo tense a little. His eyes were troubled.
"I promise you Leonardo, I am alright."
Samantha took one of her hands and cupped his left cheek. "I am alright, there is no need to feel guilty anymore."
Leonardo reached up and touched Samantha's hand on his cheek. A smile crossed his features.
"Please call me Leo." Leonardo told Samantha, his brown eyes filled with happiness and something Samantha could not name. "My brothers do."
"Then you may call me Sam."
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