Chapter 7: A Joy Ride Gone Wrong
I woke up from my torturous rest. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I sat myself up. I didn't get that much sleep last night. Too many thoughts and emotions were in me at once. I looked in the mirror that was right at the foot of the bed. My eyes were bloodshot with dark bags underneath them. "I have ta clear my mind," I thought to myself. I got up from bed and started my way out of Raph's room.
As I opened the door, I was greeted by Raph's loud snoring in the other room. I rolled my eyes at him as I tip-toed toward the elevator that lead to the abandon warehouse. I made sure that no one followed me up here. When I knew that the coast was clear, I uncovered the shellcycle, grabbed my helmet, and rode the bad boy outta there.
The city was covered in fog, it had to have rained pretty damn hard not too long ago. Barely anything was visible in front of me. This was definitely not a good time to take the shellcycle out for a joy ride, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was to clear my head of all this pain. "God, why are ya doin' this to me," I yelled in my mind. "Your just gettin' one hell of a laugh out of this, aren't ya? Keep laughin' cause that son-of-a-bitch is gonna pay for what he did to me."
I didn't realize that I was goin' to fast. The sound of a truck horn was the only thing that was able to snap me back into reality. I turned around to see the truck headin' straight at me. I made a sharp turn hoping that I could get out of the way, but I soon found myself flyin' in the opposite direction. I closed my eyes and waited for the truck ta hit me. I was lucky to have missed it, but wasn't lucky enough to have slammed my head against the concrete ground. Not even the helmet was able to protect me from the impact.
I could feel the warm blood flowing down from under my bandana. My knees were all scrapped up from being dragged on the concrete. I opened my eyes and looked through the cracked surfaces of my helmet. My vision was fading out. As I was about to fall out of consciousness, I noticed someone walking towards me...someone...with green skin...
A half an hour earlier…
Raph's POV:
I woke up to a quiet lair. Thank God, because it was Saturday and Mikey would usually be up by now watchin' the stupid Saturday mornin' cartoons. I didn't sleep well last night. All I could think about was Renee. I got up to check ta see if she was up. Before I could even walk toward my room, I noticed that the door was open. I looked around the lair and she was no where ta be found. I took a few seconds ta think where the hell she could of run off to. "OH SHIT," I yelled as I ran toward the elevator. Just as I thought, she took my shellcycle. "Damn it, Renee, if ya hurt my bike, I'm gonna...grrr..." I yelled as I made my way to tha rooftops ta search for her.
I ran for about five minutes until I heard the sound of a motorcycle below me. I looked down ta see Renee ridin' on my bike. Actually, I found it kind of attractive that she knew what she was doin'. My eyes widened when I saw a 14-wheeler headin' her way. I froze as I watched the accident unfold before my eyes. Renee tried to avoid the truck by doin' a U-turn, instead it sent her flyin' off of the bike. I held my breath as I watched her fly in front of the truck. The truck missed her by a hair. I watched in terror as Renee crashed head first onto the ground. "RENEE," I yelled as I made my way toward her.
As I ran toward her, I realized that she was still moving. I was relieved that she was still alive. I kneeled by her and carefully took off her helmet. Blood was rushing down the side of her face. Renee turned to me with eyes half opened. "R-Raph," she managed to say. "It's okay, I got ya," I said as she slipped out of consciousness in my arms. I picked her up bridal style, carried her to the shellcycle, and drove toward the lair.
As I carried her into the lair, Leo, Don, and Mike ran toward us. "What the hell happened," asked Leo lookin at me with a suspicious look on his face. "She got into an accident," I replied bitterly. "Donny, can ya help her?" Donny nodded his head, took her from my arms and carried her into his lab.
My POV:
I woke up in some sort of laboratory. I was lyin' on a table and covered by a blanket. I looked around ta see a lot of inventions around me. They were pretty impressive. Suddenly, a sharp pain went through my head. "Oww...," I said. "Bout' time ya woke up," said a voice with a bitter tone. Raph was sittin' in the corner of the room. "Where am I," I asked. Raph walked toward me. "Ya in Donny's lab," he replied still with the same bitter tone. "Oh," I said tryin' to avoid his stare. I knew what he was angry about and I wasn't in the mood to get into ta it right now.
"What were you thinkin'," he asked me in a stern voice. I remained silent. "Do ya have a death wish or somethin'?" "Leave me alone, ya don't know what you're talkin' about." "I don't know what I'm talkin' about? You nearly got yourself killed! Damn, Renee, are ya crazy or somethin'?" That last statement was just enough to push me ova the edge. "Don't you ever call me crazy, mutant," I hissed. Me and Raph were staring into each others eyes. Both of us were filled with anger and rage. Suddenly, thank God, Leo walked into the lab. "Hey, is everything okay in here," he asked in a calm voice. I looked back into Raph's face. "Peachy," I said as I stormed out of the lab leaving both Leo and Raph behind.
