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Leo's POV
I held my breath and stared as hard as I could at the paper trying to make it disappear into thin air, but it was hopeless- there I was searching her apartment just like I was mirrored doing so in this sketch.
And it was so real, so lifelike and detailed like she had been watching me for weeks.
Like she had been watching me for weeks…
I spun on my heels and stood tall behind her in a silent startling motion. I heard her breathe out shakily as she composed herself.
"I think it's best if we talk" I told her in a voice lower than my own controlling the anger inside me. Her head moved slightly, yet she made no effort to spin around or push me away.
"I guess we should" she whispered her eyes to the floor- I could see them as I leaned further over she looked, defeated- worn out even.
I growled under my breath- at myself or her, I'm not entirely sure, but the whole situation was putting me on edge- I didn't like this, I didn't like how easily this girl had invaded our lives, invaded my life and my mind, I didn't enjoy the fact she knew what I looked like, unlike Mikey would have. It shamed me how I could be so reckless in this one little rescue.
I had put them all in danger, Raphael, Donnie, and Dad-
Mikey…
April…
I wouldn't let them down again.
My hand stretched up towards my Katana's ready- to do the most unhonorable sacrifice in order to restore my family's secret.
But her father's words still echoed fresh in my head as I lifted my hand but an inch.
"These visions….do you think they might go away?"
My hand dropped.
Visions? Visions? Really? Could this possibly be her mind working? - could she have predicted I would come tonight? Did she predict I would save her life last night? If so why did she walk down that alley in the first place? Why did she want to put herself in these situations when she sorts out a way free?
Why?
Why?
"Why?"
Her voice startled me. It was nothing but a whisper, as small and fragile as the air soothed through it- as it soothed over me.
Maybe she wasn't the bad one here? Maybe I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and stumbled upon a girl who needed help more than the others.
"Why me? You have your mask, what do you need from me now?" She asked steadily, I leaned away cautiously and held my breath.
Again, she made no attempt to move or even twitch as I stood tall next to her my body nearly brushing up against the back of hers as I felt the heat radiate off of her onto me.
I had to talk to her, I couldn't just walk away- take the paper and make her forget, or even force her to forget.
I couldn't do that- She was in too deep now.
I didn't want to hurt her, I couldn't physically hurt her.
Not her- Anything but her.
No, she was special- I had no idea why, but she was as impossible as it all seemed. She was meaningful, and what's worse-
She was meaningful just to me…
"This girl- was she, how the kids say- a lovely brunette?"
My eyes snapped up.
Even Master Splinter had personally allowed me to retrieve my mask without any punishment what so ever.
He had sent me into the front line- not to kill, no; he would never tell us to do that…
But to talk,
Had he seen this girl in his own visions?
Was she like him? Only a little less furry?
Could she see the future?
I swallowed deeply realising just how far I had gotten lost within my own thoughts as now the girl in front of me started to breathe in deeply and far quicker.
"I won't hurt you" I told her resuming my ordinary voice, scolding myself mentally with just how far my dark thoughts had reached the surface.
The things we do for family…
"Then answer me" She replied a little louder and a little unsure as her head finally started to twitch.
"Okay" I breathed out taking a step back into the darkened shadows of her small hall way.
Nala's POV
He had stood behind me, the feel of his hardened chest pushed ever so slightly against my shoulder blades as it disrupted my hair.
I breathed out deeply- remembering the vision I was sucked into just five minutes ago…
There was an explosion close by, it boomed through the hall way and shook my little apartment. I fell over, unable to catch my footing as I landed sharply and smoke smothered my flat body.
Then the sound of marching came, falling into place like military- almost threatening. There was a women; smaller than me, and much thinner with a face angular and narrow like a man's- her hair short and stiff almost like her posture as she looked down upon me.
"You're going to tell me all about your little visions"
But then she was ripped away from me in an instant. Her threatening façade and army spun in several directions
"You're not going to touch her!" The familiar voice roared as suddenly he stood over me- 6 feet nine inches tall and bursting with muscle.
Green muscle.
His feet were ready and perched, his arms back and poised with two swords prepared in each three fingered hand.
"You touch her- I'll kill you all" It threatened, the figures blue bandana tails flicking off the back of its large artistic shell….
I swallowed and blinked. Was this the stranger behind me at the moment? Lost in his thoughts wondering what to do with me?
He had frozen himself, unsure of the situation.
We had fallen into each other's lives as if on purpose and I wondered at all whether he meant to kill me.
I knew he wasn't the only one of his kind. I had seen it- and therefore I was a threat.
To what exactly, I wasn't sure- but from these strange visions it seems he had enemies- enemies that would inevitably come looking for me,
Unless I could change events…
Maybe killing me was for the best- I would no longer be the raging disappointment in my family's lives. I would be able to rest wholly, knowing that I had never wronged anyone or hurt. I wouldn't interrupt this stranger's life anymore- or put him in any danger or anyone else like him in danger.
No one would have known about my little indiscretions- even though I had no one to figure it all out.
All apart from this man- this strange vigilante, whose name I didn't even know-
Hell I wasn't even sure he was what I thought he was since I was yet to see him in person.
The thought terrified me. There would be no going back then.
"Why?" I echoed out loud as I heard his movements repeat against the air.
He froze.
"Why me? You have your mask, what do you need from me now?" I expressed into the air, unwilling myself from freeing the need to turn around and stare at him face on, I could sense the indecisiveness in his tone- and a disappointment that seemed to echo out from him.
"I won't hurt you" he repeated as I almost rolled my eyes. I knew that- my visions hadn't let me down yet, all though I wished I had hidden the golf club a little more subtly.
"Then answer me" I sounded stronger and I decided that this was a good thing as I breathed out further standing tall.
I hadn't expected an answer from him- I expected a blow to the head or the sound of his footsteps disappearing out of my window and out of my life.
"Okay" He said before the warmth from his breath disappeared further away from me.
I was at loss.
Slowly, I began to turn my head ever so carefully to where the voice had come from. Here, in the small part of my hall way- we were so close, yet the darkness fell so thick I knew seeing him fully was never an option.
That- and his lack of wanting me to see him
"Do you want me to move?" I asked unsure, my voice sounding just as confused as I felt.
"The couch would be better" He proposed as I nodded swallowing- I turned my feet to face back the way they came carefully and surely as I took two deep breathes and found myself moving forward into the frightening living room.
I moved forward feeling his footsteps mirror my own carefully as I tried to place myself neatly on the large two seated sofa.
It had been a gift from my aunt congratulating me on the move.
I sat up straight as I felt his presence loom behind me.
"I don't bite" I told him slightly annoyed by all this- surely after meeting common ground, he must have known how confused I was to this too.
"Forgive me miss; there is something that I have to do before we talk. For safety precautions" He told me as I felt him move forward.
"Close your eyes" he whispered. Suddenly, he voice was in my ear as I gasped wanting to fling my eyes open wide and catch him like a Polaroid picture. I willed them to stay shut as he now stood in front me- not even a ruler's width away.
"Trust's a big thing for you" I whispered out loud gaining no response. It wasn't meant to sound like a statement yet it flowed so smoothly out my frozen voice.
And then I felt him move through the air and towards my face- his large hands touched my skin ever so carefully as if I would break into pieces with the wrong move.
He moved my hair away from my shoulders as his breath followed making me uneasy.
"What are you.."
"I'm looking for something Miss, it's alright honestly- just something that could make this a little easier if need be"
"If you're looking for reasons to kill me, it isn't going to be on my body" I told him sharply.
I could hear his smirk from down the street.
"Please, I would never" He told me confidently almost closing me inside his little bubble of safety as I relaxed visually.
Again, my hair was swept away from my neck as he tilted my head to the side, then up then down- his padded hands leaving Goosebumps everywhere he touched like a feather sliding over my skin.
I shuddered internally; it would have been heaven if it wasn't for the looming fact he might kill me here and now.
Then just as quick his hand dropped away taking the pleasurable feeling with him.
"hmmm" he sighed openly still stood in front of me.
"I need to ask you some questions Miss, if that is alright?" he pressed as I breathed in and out slowing my crazed heart down.
It was all too much excitement for one day.
"S-sure" I nodded openly my tongue flicking out to wet the top of my dry lip- my eyes, still pressed tight shut.
He trusted me now- stood in front of me allowing me to have control of my own actions, it was almost rewarding, like getting a wild deer to eat from your hand in the forest. How silly it all seemed right now.
"Sit down" he said softly, pushing my shoulders back so that I fell onto the lip of my couch, trusting his movements around me as I did with him,
It was silent communication- a communication which spoke louder than words ever could.
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, this is my home-should I feel comfortable in it?" I pushed knowing I could do this now thanks to his reassurance. He growled internally to himself.
"I am sorry Miss, I never meant for you to get tangled into this mess- but it seems as if this was going to happen anyway"
I stayed quiet, knowing what he was asking me- and he himself remained still too- waiting for me to return the conversation.
"I understand- you have things to….protect" I murmured nervously my cheeks flaring up as I realised I was prying into his own personal life.
"Likewise" he stated simply as I nodded to the floor.
I could hear his footprints moving across the floorboard slowly, almost silently as he settled himself in front of me.
There was a creaking noise and a slight shuffle, and suddenly his voice came from lower than before
He was crouching down in front of me.
"I'm going to ask you some questions- important questions that I need you to be honest about- trust me when I say, I will know if you are lying. I will know if you hide anything from me, and I will not hesitate to find out myself if I need to"
A shaky breath left me as I only managed a nod in return, suddenly, there was a soft warm feeling being pressed into my wrist- it moved slightly feeling around until it settled comfortably
He was checking my pulse.
I swallowed.
"Do you know or have ever come into contact with the foot clan?"
Who?
"No"
He remained still, like the air between us before the sound of his saliva being swallowed entered my ears and a small breath fell out of his nostrils.
"Have you been in New York for more than six months?"
"No"
"Have you or any of your family, ever heard or been in contact with any of the following names: Eric Sachs?"
"No"
"Baxter Stockman?"
"No"
"Oruko Saki?"
"No"
"April O'Neil" He hesitated on this one, and I wondered whether or not he wanted to tell me. I twitched my lip to the left.
"Yes- she's one of my students" I murmured out worried what the answer might do to him.
"Have you been sent here?"
I paused and paled all at once, I breathed out. I could understand the threat I was posing, but surely enough he must have known I was no danger to him now- But I was useful to him, and that made him a danger to me. He didn't know that though…surely I had covered myself well enough.
"Why do you need to know that?"
"I don't"
Annoyance flooded through me, he was sat in my home, questioning my loyalty, wondering whether or not I was good enough to stay alive. A burning sensation flew through me.
"Yes" I hissed to him, and he backed off slowly- the hand wrapped around my wrist disappeared and the cold wrapped around it.
"I am sorry miss, I had to know"
I sighed openly, wanting nothing more than to drop the formal names and titles. I shuffled uncomfortably in my seat.
"It's Nala"
"Huh?" I smirked ever so slightly at catching him by surprise; he didn't seem prepared for this as innocence echoed in his tone.
"My name- it-its Nala, I'm sure we can trust each other on a first name basis can we not?" I asked using every fibre in my body to keep my eyes closed, still thinking about that deer in the forest.
He remained quiet but leaned away from me slowly.
"I wish we could have met under different circumstances Nala" he sighed honestly to which I twitched a smile.
"Like-wise" I repeated and he laughed openly and freely, it made my smile deepen.
"You can sit down you know- I really don't bite" I told him to which he blew a large gust of air my way and creaked against the floor boards slowly.
"I can't let you see me miss"
So we were back to formalities again my shoulders fell. I didn't question him however, I knew there would be no persuading him to stay if he knew what I could do- hell he'd run for the hills and bring his entire clan back to murder me.
To burn me at the stake like a witch.
"But…thank you- for my mask- it was very kind of you to do something like that"
"You did save my life- and make me breakfast" I chuckled to which he did as well, this was nice, it was pleasant and comfortable. He made me feel safe, here in the pitch black part of the room we were in.
He had since last night.
"Well…I'm glad you enjoyed it" he decided effectively ending the conversation. I couldn't let it go however; he wasn't going to brush me off again this time.
"I need to ask you something, before you disappear on me" I told him honestly, from the depths of the dark he seemed to take it into consideration as he huffed and shuffled forward.
"Anything" he told me as I stared into the darkness and swallowed once drying my mouth and forcing it into use.
"Why did you stay? You have your mask- you could of just left thirty minutes ago and yet…your still here, something made you change your mind… why are you still here?" my voice began to reduce into a whisper as I heard the inaudible shuffle of his feet across the floor around the back of my couch and towards my kitchen.
I stayed facing the front of the wall towards my TV waiting for him to return- I thought he had gone there and then, leaving me in the darkness alone once more.
And then, out of nowhere, a piece of thin paper floated down from above me falling neatly into my lap. I recognised it instantly- it was the sketch I had drawn not so long ago- a sketch of my intruder who I had linked with this man behind me.
Oh shit.
Okaysss What do you all think? are we happy? sad? sick of Leo contradicitng his every move?! I know I am! hehe but its finally starting to shape up, whats going to happen next? ooooo let me know what you wanna read?! will She finally get to see our hero in blue? tell me how you think im doing portraying Leo, Do we like Nala?
Until next time guys...
K x
