It's me again! Back with another chapter! How cool is that? Anyways, I'd like to thank cariomario123, FearlessDragoness, FanO'theNinja121, Guess, and Cheetara 7 for the wonderful reviews. I also want to apologize for the waiting period for this chapter. My bad.

I do NOT own TMNT. I merely own Po the panda-cat and the now named OC Leslie.

Chapter Three: Blinded

At some point I stop running. The sun is well above my head now and I'm in the crowded part of the city. The never ending sound of citizens block out my thoughts. I know I'm not supposed to be so close to normal people, but it's not safe near my old home.

A few people glance out of their own little worlds to stare at the ragged girl with tears streaming down her face. My harsh glare sends their eyes back to the ground and out of my way. I want nothing to do with people. I merely want to observe and stay out of danger for now.

Funny, I think quietly to myself. Isn't that why you're here? To find danger?

That man. He's the one to blame for all this. The man with those hazel eyes. The past. He is of my past. Memories struggle to break free of the chains I have on them, but I refuse to remember. I chose to forget. I don't want to remember. That is the past and no one likes the past.

Something flickers in the corner of my eye, making me freeze. The woman behind me bumps into me, too busy talking to her cellphone than to notice her surroundings. Idly I think that if I had seen her pass a dark allyway I would've mugged her. I push away the thought as she shoves past me with a rude insult.

I stare down what I usually lurk in. An allyway. The blurred image of a person just managing to crawl into a dumpster. My hand goes to my back pocket and find it empty of the three dollars I found not too long ago. I stare down the dumpster, expecting the person to come back up, gasping for breath in that filth, but nothing happens. I debate on storming over there and demanding what they were thinking.

I step into the allyway. These gaps between the towering buildings are very different from the streets. One rarely sees another soul in these dark places, except for the occasional drunk and other petty criminals. Petty criminals like the pickpocket that just stole my money. I kick the dumpster, but not a sound is made. A humorless smirk creeps arcoss my face as I gently flip the lid. Two cloudy blue eyes stare at me without really seeing me, almost covered by silky blonde hair.

A girl about my age. I blink. This isn't what I am expecting. I am expecting some crackhead with bloodshot eyes, half naked and crazed. Not a blind girl with a handful of trinkets and a wad of money. I snarl and grab her up by her shirt collar, dragging her out of the dumpster and pinning her to the wall. Just because she's blind doesn't mean she's helpless. Those stolen goods are a testament to that.

"Wait!" she wails, struggling in my grasp. "Ya can't hurt me! I'm blind!"

I reach for my knife, then grit my teeth realizing it wasn't there. "So what? I'm a criminal. I don't care who you are."

The girl falls still and her sightless blue eyes meet mine. "I know ya. Ya is that girl...the runaway from a state halfway across the country."

"Shut up you freak!" I snarl, bashing her head against the bricks. Her eyes mock me. They mock me as I mock myself. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

With each angry word I scream, I beat her head against the bricks. In the haze of anger, I know that a few people have stopped and are snapping photos. Police sirens reach my ears for a second time today, but I don't care. Those mocking cloudy blue eyes are still mocking me. Everything is mocking me. Mocking.

I barely register being tackled. I see the girl though. Her mocking eyes still staring at me. She's mocking me still! I want to kill her. To crush her skull against the red bricks and end her life. There is a slight pressure and everything goes black.

I have to apologize for the shortness of this chapter. I've been busy. It's hard keeping a jealous boyfriend happy sometimes. Hehe. I love him though.

The next chapter will be posted in a couple of days, I'll try to make it longer.

~Soft Ink