With Hoatzin Wings
By, ElvenShadows
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. However, I do own Sarra. So don't let me ketch you with her! Smiles! ;D
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Chapter 4:
I woke up slowly and reluctantly. My back was killing me. My eyes felt painfully swollen and I had a monster migraine. I had been laid on my stomach on a metal table. I felt fear grow in my stomach. Then I remembered for the second time that day, or at least I thought it was still the same day, of the events that happened. I released a breath that I hadn't noticed that I had been holding.
I started taking in my surroundings. I still didn't want to open up my eyes so I just focused on what I felt. The helpful tension that the back brace had given was no longer there. That surprised me, but not as much as finding the back of my shirt in shreds, only a few threads held it together. I shivered, and started listening to see if anyone was around me. There was the low hum of a computer to my left and a loud buzz of a flickering light, but nothing else.
I waited a few minutes. Then a door opened to my right. Two pairs of feet padded on the floor before stopping a short distance away from my head. One reached down and felt my forehead. His hand was cold and I shivered a little harder.
"Her wings have finally gone. Her hair color hasn't returned though. She also seems to have a fever." I was a little shocked by what he said. What was he talking about wings? What was wrong with my hair color? I liked my short brown hair thank you!
He peeled my eyelids from my eyes and I was blinded by light as my migraine doubled. Strength returned to my neck as I screamed and turned my head the other way, closing my eyes tight shut.
"Yana?" The voice sounded a little surprised. "Are you awake?"
I nodded my head slightly. "How are you feeling?" He asked.
I turned my head back to him and squinted hard. His purple bandana came into view along with a red banded turtle standing near the wall.
I spoke softly feeling my head get a little better, "Bad, my back hurts, my head hurts, and I'm cold." My teeth started to chatter.
"I thought as much. Raph go get her a blanket please." He left and if I could have glared at the red masked turtle I would have. I still wasn't happy about what he said about my father.
"Now that your wings are gone, I think it is safe to put your back brace back on. I don't think that your hair color or eye color is going back to normal though." He said making me sit up. My back screamed in protest but I ignored it. I wanted down. Metal tables usually meant pain.
"Can I get off of this metal? It's making me nervous." I said still squinting but not as bad. It seemed the longer I was awake the better my pain wanted to get.
"Oh, sure, sorry. When we were rushing you in here, I didn't think about your past." He looked at me apologetic and carried me to the couch before putting my back brace on. I felt a little embarrassed. I hated looking weak in front of people, and here I was being carried like a princess at a request. I blushed slightly as he strapped the back brace around me middle and tightened it.
"Sorry about your shirt. It was already ruined and I needed to get to your back fast once we got you in there. I called April a few minutes ago. She and Casey should be by soon with some clothes you can barrow." I nodded. He seemed to think I was embarrassed about how much of my back was showing. Which, truth be told, I was a little, but being a test subject… you get used to some things after a while.
"What happened to me?" I asked before Don had a chance to leave.
"Well, you got mad at Raph. Then you collapsed and started… changing." He stopped there and hesitated.
"Changing how?" I asked in a slightly sing song voice to get him to tell me.
"Your hair's changed colors. Your eyes have too. You also grew…" He sighed. "wings."
I sat there shocked. Then I brushed it off. I had seen worse done to others, but I never thought that I would have been mutated like them. "Where are my wings now?" I asked slowly.
"I'm not sure. I'm not sure if they will show up again or not. However, your anger seemed to trigger the transformation. I can't be sure, but I think that was what it was. I would try not to get angry again unless you want to regrow wings." He said cautiously like anything could set me off. That alone made me a little mad.
I wasn't some sort of ticking time bomb. I could handle my temper if I wanted to. He didn't know that though. He was a giant turtle that had known me all of a few hours. For all he knew I lost my temper easily and was close to it now.
I forced my eyes open a little more letting some of the light in and letting my pupils adjust. The room came back into view and I noticed the floor was wet. Someone had scrubbed it recently and I realized that it had been my blood they had been scrubbing up.
I frowned down at it. I didn't want to be such an inconvenience. Yet there was nothing I could do. I had nowhere to go. I had no job. I was being hunted up on the surface. I was pretty much grounded for a time. (No pun intended)
I was taken out of my train of thought by Raph coming back with the blanket. This time I did glare at him. "What?" He asked rather stuck up.
"Raph, what did I tell you earlier?" Asked Donny in a warning voice.
Raph growled as he turned around. "Fine." He said before stalking off.
Donny turned the TV on and I closed my eyes. I wasn't really tired, just tired of keeping my eyes open. The light still didn't want to agree with them.
When Donny had called me up asking for children's clothes, I had assumed that they had rescued a child. He hadn't given me any detailed. He had just hurriedly told me that he needed the clothes and hung up. I did not expect to find a girl about fifteen lying on the couch looking like she had died and come back. She was beyond skinny with messy blood matted black tipped ginger hair. Her eyes were closed and she was covered by a throw blanket.
Casey hadn't noticed her. He was too busy looking for Raph as his eyes roamed the main room. I elbowed him in the side and pointed towards her. He visibly winced and walked over to Don who was sitting in a chair close to her and watching the TV. He had it on low, and I thought it was to keep from waking her.
"Hi, Don." I said quietly. I held up the bag that I had brought with me. "I brought the clothes you asked for, but I don't think a girl her age or her style would like what I brought."
I looked back in the bag. There was a hot pink Hello Kitty shirt along with a pair of white shorts. Don got up and looked inside the bag as well. He laughed a little and agreed with me.
"How bad are they?" I was surprised and turned my head towards the girl who had just spoken.
Her eyes were still closed but she had cocked her head slightly. Don walked over to her with the bag and helped her sit up. Once she had sat up, she opened her eyes painfully. I nearly fainted when I saw the color of her eyes. They were a solid blood red color. Her pupils were enlarged and were slowly going back to normal. If you could call huge red eyes normal.
"It's a pink hello kitty shirt and shorts, Yana." She looked slightly disappointed.
"Well, I guess anything is better than the shirt I have on." She said slightly annoyed.
"Do you think you can handle dressing yourself?" Donny asked in his Doctor mode again.
"Yes!" She said not meeting his eyes and blushing red.
"Mhmm." He said not entirely believing her. "Why don't I send April in there just in case?" We both gave him a look.
"What?" I asked. I didn't want to admit it but I was a little afraid of Yana. Kind of like I had been of the turtles the first time I had met them.
"Would you mind April? You are the only other girl here and I don't want a relapse of what happened last night if one of us tries to help her."
"Relapse of what?" I asked.
"Her mutation." He said simply. I didn't push the matter. I had a feeling I would find out if it was important.
I sighed. "Fine." He lifted Yana, who was still carrying the bag, and brought her to his lab before leaving her to me.
I stood at the window dangerously angry. This was not in the plan. My ultimate weapon had escaped before I could put her to any use. Before, it had even begun! She was meant to be an assassin with a blinding rage! She was supposed to be the one to finish the turtles. But, my foot ninjas had failed me. Not only did they not bring her back, but instead of capturing her alive, they nearly killed my creation and let her escaped, and to the turtles no less! I was still contemplating their punishment when a young shaking scientist was thrown into my chamber.
"For your sake this better be good news." I said calmly with fire in my eyes.
"S-Sir. There is s-still no sign of the g-girl." I growled and raised a sharp raiser to him ready to strike.
"-BUT!" He said flinching away. I paused waiting for him to continue. Once he found he was temporarily safe he continued. "W-we have monitored her energy signals. E-even though we can't pin p-point her location, we have reason to believe that her mutation was finally activated." I smiled. Maybe, I could work this out in my favor after all.
***What does Shredder plan to do? Will Sarra be safe from him? Read the next chapters to find out!
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