AN: Okay, so far, the votes are as follows: Leo-3, Don-2, Raph-1, Mikey-0. What kinda strikes me as odd is that everyone is disregarding the fact that Mikey was the first to call her pretty. And I never said that the one who stuck behind was necessarily the one in the romance. You never know… I'm not telling you who it is yet, I want to see if your guesses change. Mwahaha.

There is a big flashback here that I decided to keep all in one paragraph. It looked better that way. It's an important part of the story; remember that. You should be trying to remember lots of stuff going on; a lot of little things will add up to the mystery.

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April woke up to a loud crash the next morning. She stood up from her chair, throwing off her blanket and looking around. She sighed, relaxing. It was pretty obvious where the crash had come from; Mikey was lying on the floor, rubbing his head. He had been gradually leaning forward in his sleep until he fell out of his chair.

His brothers were lounging in their chairs around the table. They had all stayed overnight. Leo opened one eye to see what had happened, then set his head back down on his arms, crossed on the table. Raph was leaned back, his head tipped over the back of the chair, snoring. Don had his arms crossed over his chest, his head falling forward. Mikey got up, returning to his chair, still rubbing his head.

April turned back to her friend. Artemis seemed to be doing rather well. All the machines looked normal, but April had no way of knowing for sure. She wasn't a doctor. She sighed and sat back down in her chair beside the bed. Maybe she could get some more rest in. April relaxed, pulling her blanket over her and nodding off.

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It had been a few hours, and the six conscious bodies in the hospital room were all seated near the bed, watching the TV. It was on a shelf positioned so it was easiest to see from the bed. Not much was on, so they were watching a muted soap opera and supplying the voices themselves. It was lightening the mood, as well as giving them something to do.

Mikey draped himself over Don, while making his voice go higher and girly. "Oh, Liam! You're so good to me!" Liam had just given Stacy a necklace. They both turned around quickly. Another guy had entered the room, obviously bad.

"Stacy! How could you?!" Everyone turned quickly to Leo. He had been quiet through most of the game. They had all figured he thought it was too stupid to play. He gave them a grin, motioning toward the screen. Stacy was talking again, arguing with the new guy.

They were about to start in on the scene, when they were all disturbed by the loud, fast beeping behind them. They spun around, moving their chairs away and coming close. Something was happening to Artemis. The machines were going crazy; showing that her heart and mind were racing. She was breathing fast, and her eyes were darting under her eyelids and she was flinching a little.

A young blonde nurse came rushing in, immediately checking the machines and looking her over. Everyone else in the room got scared as they saw her start to panic.

April couldn't stand it any longer. "What's going on?"

The nurse didn't even look up. "I've got no idea. I've seen this happen before, but I have no idea what is going on." Artemis started convulsing violently. The nurse stepped back, finally looking over at April. "It might have something to do with her wounds."

"What wounds?" April stared the nurse down, worry and confusion on her face.

"Um, she has wounds on her wrists and ankles, as well as what appear to be cuts on her stomach. You didn't know?" She looked back at Artemis, who was violently convulsing all over the bed and flinching. All of the turtles were watching her, worry plain on their faces.

"No." April's response was barely above a whisper. She moved over, firmly setting her hand on Artemis' hand, gripping it tight. "Is there anything we can do?"

"I don't think so. The other time I saw this happen, the person went back to normal soon enough. We just have to wait it out. I'm sorry." She silently slipped out of the room, deciding to watch the monitors instead of the girl. She didn't like watching the actual pain. It scared her.

A pain-wracked, stressful half hour later, Artemis finally began calming down, ending up lying at odd angles from the convulsions, trembling and flinching. April finally relaxed. She had been trying to keep a hold of Artemis' hand the whole time, sitting stiffly in her chair.

Mikey had moved back to his chair by the table, trying to not look at the girl who was in obvious pain. Every now and then, she would hit the side rail or headboard, and he would look up quickly, worry showing on his face.

Don had taken a spot next to his brother, watching both of the girls from a distance. Neither one was looking too good. April seemed more upset than would be normal over Artemis. Her stress levels must be through the roof.

Leo was standing by the bed, watching Artemis with a serious look on his face. She didn't deserve this. Who could have done it, and why? Every time she had convulsed a bit too violently, he had to look away, closing his eyes.

Raph was leaning on the wall at the end of Artemis' bed, watching her intently. Every so often, he made a move as if to come over, his face becoming concerned for a moment, but he always leaned back onto the wall again, restoring his uncaring mask. Every so often, he'd shake his head and look down for a moment.

Now that she was calming down, all four moved closer to the bed, glancing quickly at April, then Artemis. Her vitals were returning to normal as well, but her trembling body and the fear and hurt on her face made them still concerned.

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Oh, please, no! Artemis could see HIM as clearly as when it happened. His piercing eyes, his menacing walk and sinister laugh, that look that just said you-are-nothing-I-am-everything, and especially his complete control over his followers. HE could get them to do anything with just a snap of his fingers. Just like that night. We were almost free, too. Then Bobby made the foolish mistake to stand up. …NO! The images came flooding back to her, invading her mind and forcing her to relive that horrific night.

Flashback They were close by a door leading outside, they could easily get out and get help. She turned from her kneeling position. She had been picking the locks of the shackles. She had only seen it in movies, so it took forever to get the hang of it, but now she was getting them off much faster. Bobby was free of his shackles; she could tell right away that he should have been the last to be set free. He was being much too eager and was starting to fidget. Then he did what she had told them exactly not to do. He stood up. No! He was spotted by a teen wearing just a pair of jeans and a puka-shell necklace sitting on a box. Without any hesitation, the teen leveled a gun on Bobby and blew his brains out. Then signaled the alarm that they were getting free. Other teens piled in, grabbing the escapees roughly and hauling them to other shackles, far from each other. Then HE came, chuckling. "Hold on a moment. You do not need to restrain them. It is time." That haunting, terrifying smile crossed his face, his eyes narrowing. The teens all started grinning evilly. Then it happened. They started the massacre. HE remained calm, cool, and collected as blood sprayed everywhere, that horrifying smile still on his face. HE calmly walked over to the remnants of the escaping group. "Who was the one who was freeing them?" One of the killing teens paused, blood covering his chest, and motioned to her. HE stepped closer, staring at her. Without glancing up, HE snapped his fingers and one of the teens came over and bowed. "Chain her up." He did, making sure she was unable to move, held up by chains and kept immovable by more shackles on her ankles. She tried not to grimace as she felt the metal dig into her skin. She had to watch in horror as the other kidnapped kids were killed, some of them brutally chopped up. HE came over, grabbing her by the chin and forcing her to look him in the eyes. "You are a very foolish girl." She did the only thing that came to her mind; she spit on him. He wasn't expecting it, and it made him very mad. Good. Evil jerk. She was only half expecting what happened next. HE pulled a sword from his trench coat, pointing it at her and smiling evilly. Now she was scared. He stepped closer, and sliced her stomach in one smooth motion. She had screamed, and he just kept coming. She stopped counting at ten, and tried to ignore the feel of her warm blood trickling down to her ankles. Her vision had started to blur, and she took one last look around the room. The teens were dropping something all over as HE stood there in the middle of the room, saying something. She saw the blood all over and the bodies, and started to cry. Her vision started blurring further as she heard the sirens. She heard the sound of splashing as they all ran away, then nothing but the pain, which eventually faded away as well. She remembered feeling something else, but it was harder to remember. End Flashback

As she remembered, her body relived all the pain from that night. How long ago has it been? A day? A month? She had no way of knowing. I wonder if it will ever go away. …Oh, Bobby! Why? Her mind relived it again, pain and a multitude of emotions coursing through her. Please, no! I can't take it anymore! She felt the sharp blade side into her again, her warm blood slithering down her freezing cold legs. Please, stop! Someone, help me! Please! I'm …I'm dying. She knew she was; there was no point in denying it.

I've got to get a hold of myself. I can't be dead. April's here. I've got to- Oh, please, no! She felt the blade repeatedly slice her stomach as HE only seemed to get happier. NO! … I've got to get a hold of myself. Relax. Calm down. It's over. HE can't get you anymore. It took forever, but she managed to control her memories. She calmed down, only then feeling April's hand on her own. April. I'm safe now. I wonder where the Nightcrawler guy went…I miss him.

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She had calmed down, but her body was still trembling and it was still scary to look at. April tried to restore her normal body position, but as soon as she touched Artemis' ankles to put her legs back, she jerked wildly. All the turtles jumped at her sudden movement. Her hand jerked to one side, hitting the handrail and finding a hand. She gripped it tightly, immediately noticing the three fingers. The hand's owner was shocked for a moment, turning to his brothers. They all gave him little smiles, and he gripped her hand in response, trying to avoid looking at his brothers. He wasn't usually the sweet one.

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AN: Okay, that's it for now. The flashback is what caused her to go into convulsions, so you know. Now don't ask. Please. And don't yell at me about 'that's not medically possible' or anything relating to the medical parts of this story. Just smile and nod and go along with it. I'm not a vet yet, and (thankfully) I've never had to know the medical reasons for convulsions or anything like what happened in this story. So I don't really know too many medical things for this.

In summary: Please don't tell me medical things I got wrong, don't ask why she went into convulsions. I just told you in the AN directly above this. Now, review and tell me who you think it is. Even if your guess didn't change! I love hearing from you!