Hey! Yas I am back. And ready to bring the pain! Woo! calm down, youre freakin em out. Ok. I'm good now. Those poor turtles...
Four reviews, so as promised, I will start writing... now.
RascalKat: Yes, poor alpaca... not dead tho so that's a kinda bonus! And you are correct, it will be Leo. Poor Leo.
TheMaskedTimelord: (Love your screen name btw :) ) Yep, Mikey is always the optimist, trying to keep his big bros strong in the situation.
Guest (efarriaz): I do plan on having Spanish all four years, and thank you! I'm glad you liked it. Personally, I'm a fan of Raph pain, but Leo is a close second. He's going to be pretty messed up. That was only one drug on the alpaca, and you see how that turned out... Thank you for reviewing!
yukio87: I can't answer those, but you can find out here! Thanks for the long review, I love those :D
Arya Dela: Close... and I mean wow did you read my notes? *Tsk* Mind readers these days... XD
Thanks to all! Without further adu (yes I just said adu) onwards!
The four turtles were sleeping. None of them stirred in their chains, however uncomfortable they looked.
The door slammed open, obviously on purpose to wake them up. It worked too; all four of them jolted awake.
Mikey glared at the new arrivals, surpressing a yawn. He doubted it would look menacing.
Leo looked up in surprise and noticed immediately the amount of people who had entered. This was at least triple the size of loons as there were on the first day! At least twenty-five new figures filed into the room. This couldn't be good.
Raph growled as they neared him, then stopped in confusion as they smirked and went over to Donnie instead. "Hey! Douche bags! What do you think you're doing!?"
A person in a white lab coat walked over to Raph and smiled. "Well, I think we're going to take you to your testing rooms now. To, as Dr. McVay would say, have fun."
Leo scowled. Who was this guy? And was that a... German accent?
"And who the heck are you?" Leo asked. He was glancing at the men around his brothers every few seconds, making sure they wouldn't make any moves to take them.
The scientist smiled again. "I am Dr. Oakly, although you don't need to worry about me. The red one does. You, on the other hand, will have Lyle to keep you company." He chuckled. "But I didn't say it would be good company."
Donnie kicked out as seven men neared him and Mikey whimpered before cutting himself off.
Leo's eyes widened and he thrashed frantically, realizing that they meant to take his younger brothers right out from under his nose. "No! Don't touch them! McVay promised they wouldn't be hurt!"
Just then, said doctor walked through the door. "Hmm. No, I believe I said they wouldn't be hurt 'as badly.' I still need to see how they adjust to certain things." He walked over to Mikey. "Starting with you."
"Well, look who's back," Raph taunted. "Come over here and let me finish the job of killing you, you sick bastard!"
He knew it was stupid, no, idiotic of him to try and anger the man who had them at his mercy, but that meant nothing to Raph if he could just get Dr. crazy's attention away from his brothers. He knew about the deal Leo made, and knew it upset their eldest when the Doc threatened to take the ones they swore to protect away.
McVay merely smiled. It unsettled Raph. Why wasn't he moving away from Mikey?
"As much as I would love that, I think I'll pass on that one. Dr. Oakly, I think it would be best to sedate that one before taking him away, he's quite violent."
Dr. Oakly nodded and motioned for one of his men to get a tranquilizer gun.
Raph looked on defiantly, but he knew he would be helpless against something like that. He gave a sideways glance at Leo, as if to tell him 'It's up to you now.'
Leo met Raph's stare and sighed. Donnie was trying to kick the people in front of him away, but more kept advancing. Mikey tried his best to look threatening, but he couldn't keep his eyes from tearing up.
The man came back and handed Dr. Oakly the gun. "Dr. McVay, would it be best to shoot all of them? They don't seem to want to go willingly."
McVay smiled. "I like the way you think Doc. Go ahead, we can wait a half hour for them to wake up."
Oakly nodded and turned to Raph, who growled. "You shoot anyone and I'll kill you."
The Dr. replied by shooting him in the neck. The effects were instantanious, leaving an unconcious turtle for the second time in two days.
"Raph!" Leo shouted. His brothers seemed to be in shock as Oakly turned the muzzle towards Donnie. He was out in five seconds. Mikey gasped slightly as a dart hit him as well, before he too was knocked out. Leo barely had time to breathe before there was a sharp pain in his neck, and he followed his brothers into darkness.
Mikey woke up to a dark room. The first thing he noticed was the lack of chains holding him down. Slowly, he stood up. The second thing he noticed was that he couldn't feel the presence of his brothers. He was alone.
A voice boomed from all around him, and Mikey had to cover his ears from the feedback.
"Well, congradulations! You are the first one awake. Now I must admit, at first I had no idea what to do for your tests. But then it hit me. You like fun, don't you?" Mikey cringed as a laugh echoed around him. "What am I saying? Of course you do! Which is why I decided to fix this old place up, just for you."
At those words, bright lights began to come on all around Mikey, disorienting him. But that wasn't the worst part. Everywhere around him, were mirrors. They all faced different directions, as if the they were walls to a maze.
"I made this specially for you. It's a mirror maze! Yay! Now, all you have to do is get through it, and then you will find one of your brothers. But be careful of the dead ends. Some of them have food, but others have... surprises. All that's left is for me to tell you good luck! Good luck and try not to die!"
The voice stopped and Mikey looked around in a circle. After he got his bearings, he took a step forwards... right into a glass wall.
Holding his nose, Mikey muttered a curse at it before punching the glass. It didn't even move.
He sighed. This wasn't going to be easy.
As if on cue, the lights around him flashed, even brighter than they had been, changing colors every time like a disco ball.
To make things worse, loud carnival music filled his ears. His hands went up to cover them, but it was no use.
The lights were too bright, and the music was too loud. It was disorienting, and Mikey could barely see anything, alraedy getting a headache.
Mikey closed his eyes, but it wasn't enough. Covering his face with his hands as much as he could, Mikey backed into a wall and slid down. It was almost too much for him to handle, but he had to find the way out. For his brothers. But just not right now. He couldn't.
Donnie awoke to a dark room. The first thing he noticed were the chains on his wrist. Checking how limited his movements were, he found out he could move his arms everywhere. That meant it was just to keep him from going too far, or getting out. Wherever 'out' was.
The second thing he noticed was the sound. Almost like... a clock ticking. Wait, it was a clock ticking.
Silently counting off the seconds, he confirmed it. One, tick, two, tick, three, tick... that was definitely a clock. But why?
Before he could think any further on the matter, a loudspeaker came on, and with it, a voice Donnie couldn't bear. A small light shone down on him like a spotlight, but he still couldn't see how big the space really was.
"Hey little guy! Glad to see you up! I've already talked with your littlest brother, though I must say I expected more. He's curled up in a little ball on the floor." He laughed. "Well, I guess I can't blame him. So! All eyes are on you now!"
The small amount of fear Donnie had was replaced with anger. "What are you doing to him!?"
He stood up and walked two steps forwards before the chains held him back. Donnie pulled on them furiously, but they did nothing but clink together.
"Oh, you know... just trying to see how his mind and body react to different things. But let's talk about you! I hear you are quite the medical doctor. And, judging by the way your older brother likes to run his mouth, he's going to need one. That'd be you."
Donnie felt like his mind was going a thousand miles a minute, just thinking of every possible thing that could happen to his brothers. And in his mind, things weren't good.
His concentration face fell. "Wait, what about Leo!? What are you doing to him!? I swear, when we get out of here-"
"No need to shout, I can hear just fine. And Leo is with Lyle. Lyle is a nice person. He's just recently been reformed. *Tsk* Those drugs were not doing good things..."
'Wait... drugs? Why would he mention... Oh no. Leo...' When Donnie spoke, his voice was just above a whisper, progressively getting louder.
"So you're... testing to see how certain drugs affect him? That's... cruel. What the hell do you hope to accomplish with that!? Huh!?''
"I told you not to shout. Here I am, trying to give you a chance to see one of your brothers, and what do I get for being so generous? A scolding. So listen here. Do you want the chance? Take it or leave it, I couldn't care either way."
The chance to see Raph? Why would he even offer-
"Going once..."
It had to be some sort of trap-
"Going twice..."
It didn't matter.
"Going thre-"
"I'll take it!" Donnie's voice echoed off the walls. It made him feel... alone.
"And sold to the greenie in the purple mask! That wasn't so hard now was it?"
Don just glared in the direction of his voice.
"I don't know what you're glaring at, in fact you should feel honored!"
The glare was replaced with confusion. "Honored?"
"Yes! I've only talked to you and the small orange one, and that is a special treat indeed. Usually I just let my men do the talking, but I wanted to tell you about your brothers personally. How sweet am I? Wait; don't answer that."
Before he had time to blink an eye, the small light shut off, following the voice. And Donnie was alone once again, with nothing but the ticking of the clock to keep him company.
There was pain. Lots of pain. But somewhere in that pain, was Raph. He couldn't remember what happened before that 'Dr. Oakly' woke him up with a surprise. And not the nice kind.
When Raph opened his eyes, he couldn't move. There were iron cuffs binding him to the horizontal metal table at his arms, shoulders, neck, legs, thighs, and middle. A muzzle was strapped to most of his face, and from what he could feel, it was bound in the back with a chain.
He wished it would loosen. Raph's jaw was cramped from it having been forced shut for so long while he was unconcious.
These things barely went through his mind, all of Raph's attention focused on the small knife embedded in his side, just above where his shell met his hip. It was joined in the same place by a crowbar, and Raph knew it was going to hurt like hell.
The scientist pushed down, not enough to rip the surrounding skin more than it already was, but enough to hear a splintering crack.
He swore he wouldn't scream from the moment they were captured, but this made him want to. Raph was literally being pried apart. He felt as pieces of his shell broke off around the side, but didn't hear them fall. He was deaf to everything but the blood ponding in his ears.
He knew he was hurling curses at anyone around, at least he tried. Even if the muzzle wasn't keeping his mouth shut, his teeth would still be grinding themselves away.
Raph closed his eyes tightly as the now bloody crowbar was ever so slowly removed. His breaths came in short pants through his nose.
Wait... is there some idiot trying to talk to me? When did that happen?
As the world came back into focus, so did Oakly's words.
"-acinating! Your shell is at least ten times stronger than that of a regular turtle! I must say, I am thouroughly impressed. I would let you answer back, but some of the men were worried you might bite."
Course I would bite, dumbass. What else am I supposed to do, glare you to death?
Oakly snapped off his blue- now red- gloves, throwing them away in a trashcan near the table.
"I would be glad to take it off, as long as you promise to keep those teeth away from my hands while they work. Ok?"
Ok, I'll just go for your nose then. Raph nodded once.
Dr. Oakly walked around the table until he was above Raph's head. Forcing his head up against the already tight iron on his neck, Oakly undid the strap and took the muzzle away to place it on the table nearby. Raph took this as an opportunity to make his face move again.
He turned around and clapped his hands once.
"There. Isn't that better? Now I can hear the amount pain you're in. I may not be as enthusiastic as Dr. McVay, but I certainly come close." He chuckled. "You must be the least enthusiastic, hmm? I would think so, you being the test subject and all."
Raph nearly growled, but decided against it. If he wanted answers, that was NOT the best approach. "What kind of test are we talkin' about here? I didn't study."
He inwardly smirked. Perfect amout of compliance and arrogance. No one could resist it.
Oakly gave a small, cold smile. "It is a test to see how your body works. Bones, organs, eyes, ears, you know. 'The works,' or what ever the kids are calling it these days. That last test was to see how similar your shell is to that of a common box turtle. Very similar, I might add."
Raph nearly scoffed. Of course it is, dipshit. I coulda told you that, but no. I have to bleed a lake before you ask a guy who knows. Where's Don when you need him?
Wait, where's everyone? I hope they aren't in the same situation... Say something he's looking at you weird.
"Really? You had to open a hole in my side to find that out!? What kind of doctor are you!?" Raph couldn't raise his head to look directly at Dr. Crazy, but he figured the yelling was enough.
Oakly just chuckled. "Oh yes. There are many more things I will be finding out by cutting you open. You see, I was once a very good doctor. But then they took away my medical license, just because my methods were "unorthadox" and "dangerous to the patients," but that's when McVay hired me. He wanted information about every living thing he could find, and I promised to help. So, here we are." He walked around the table to his tools and picked up a saw.
Raph paled and tried to think of something to say, but his brain failed him.
"Now, let's get started for real, shall we?" Oakly neared the table and released the cuff around Raph's middle.
Raph gulped. The only word that came to mind: "Shit."
Oakly brought the saw down.
Leo woke up to a brightly lit, yet empty room. He was stuck to a large metal chair in the middle, his arms and legs held down by strips of iron. His right arm, however, was pulled out to the side on an attatched table, palm up. He tried pulling, twisting, and snapping the metal. Nothing moved.
Great.
A door in front of him opened to reveal a blonde man in a plaid shirt.
Even better. Lumberjacks.
Without looking Leo's way, he turned around and pulled a covered cart in. When he was all the way in, the man closed the door and wheeled the cart over to the turtle's right side.
Leo watched warily as the man unclasped the hooks that were tying the cover down.
Confused, Leo decided to be the first one to speak. "Hey, um, hi."
The man didn't turn around, or even acknowledge he had heard anything. All he did was stand over the cart, making no noises except for the occaisonal clinking sound.
Leo tried again. "Um, I'm Leonardo, and you are?"
Still no answer. He cleared his throat. "Where are my brothers?"
Leo was beginning to get impatient. This man wouldn't even look at him! "Hey! What are you doing? Where are my brothers?"
Nothing. "Where are they!? Come on, answer me!"
Finally, the man turned around and looked Leo in the face. "I'm Lyle."
Without warning, Lyle grabbed a needle from the cart and jabbed it into Leo's arm, who cried out in shock.
He looked from his strapped down arm to Lyle, then back again. "What was that?" He breathed.
Lyle just turned back to his cart and rearranged some more needles. "Just something to make you drowsy. Don't worry, you won't pass out. Doc says you need to be awake for these things. And if you start seeing or hearing things, that's perfectly normal. Just relax and let it do its job."
Leo let out a sharp breath. "What exactly is 'it'?"
Lyle turned around with yet another needle. "You don't need to worry about that. Its my job to know, not yours. And your brothers are fine."
Just then, a muffled scream went down the hall and barely made it to the room.
Leo's eyes widened. "No, no, I have to get to them, you have to let me up, just..." He trailed off. Leo didn't remember what he was going to say.
Lyle tapped the needle and lowered it to Leo's arm. "That's it. Just let go of everything."
The needle pierced his skin.
Sorry its been a while, I have been preparing for camp, watching kids all day everyday, and my hair has gone from rainbow to purple and blue. Very eventful.
Sorry for the cliffie, I won't be able to update for a little while because I'm going to camp tomorrow. I rushed to get this done. I'll probably rewrite all of it when I get back.
Yay Leo will be hallucinating! Lots of people wanted that. Personally, I like Raph in pain. Very pain. Much hurt.
That's all, I'm babbaling (Didn't even spell that right oh well) And its too late for me to be up like this. Get it together Izzy! Gosh!
sorry again, gnight i dont care about grammar now. see yall later.
WAIT WAIT WAIT Ok, sorr y to those who I didn't reply to up top, I'm on a schedule, BUT I SO VERY MUCH APPRECIATE IT. I MEAN OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. I MEAN THAT. REALLY. LOVE YALL. NIGHYT. AGAIN.
