Leo's POV:
So Death was her name, now I remember where we had met. Odly, it was when we had stopped Tyler from destroying the city.
Bishops men had showed up, along with the Cyber Shredder and the foot, in the middle of our fight with the Purple Dragons, claiming how we had stolen a piece of important alien tech. She had been among them, taking out every Dragon that dared to charge at Bishop. Bishop, Oh no.
"So, you're awake." I turned to look at the approching figure. He was tall, old looking, and had a scare running across his left eye with an eye patch.
"Where are we?" I asked baring my teeth.
"Hmm, Michelangelo, do you want to tell your brother?" I turned to see Mikey looking at me, his bullet wound had been wrapped up, much to my relief.
"Umm, bro, probably best if ya don't know."
Needless to say, that didn't make me feel much better. I turned back to the Commander.
"Oh, alright. We're going to, or rather, are in Washington State, our temporary base of opperations." he said with a smirk.
My jaw dropped. Washington? We were never going to get back home! What would happen to Splinter?
Tylers POV:
It had been about five hours before I heard a guard saying that we were nearly to the base.
I had walked around the ship for a little while, not getting spotted at all for some reason, before finding a good place to call a hiding spot.
It was here that I found out that three of the turtles had woken up. I guessed It was Raphael who was still out, after all, I had desighned the Take Out to take out my enemies.
With a sharp jolt, I came to realize we had landed at our destination.
Looking around, I slowly stood up from behind the metel box I had used to hide myself.
"...tell Agent Bishop that I am here, and that I brought him a small present." I whipped around at the sound of voices behind me. Looking around, I decide it would be best to go back into hideing, so I hid in the metel box, which was open for some reason.
I cracked the top open as two figures walked by, four medical beds in tow... floating.
"Great, this must be like, area 51 or something." I whispered to myself. I watched as three pairs of frantic eyes slid past my hiding place, all going on to the next with no realization that I was here. Raph was indeed the only one not awake, big surprise.
The door to the ship slowly opened as the passengers continued to walk. 'As soon as they're out of sight, I'll go after the Turtles-'
"Don't forget the highly explosive bombs!" The commander shouted over his shoulder at the last moment.
I just bearly held in a cry of surprise as the crate I was in lurched forward. Looking around, I turned my head to see a sign on the other side of the crate. Written in big, bold letters it said: CAUTION! BOMBS WILL EXPLODE UPON SUDDEN CONTACT!
Curse you fate and your stupid jokes.
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I had always dreamed of seeing the inside of a secret agents base, my sisters and I used to pretend we were some, dressing up in my dads trenchcoat, useing a briefcase, ect. 'Course, I had never thought I actually would, nevermind sneaking into one. It was beyond cool.
I had kept the lid open, memorizing each and every turn, and when the crate took a different route than the Turtles and the Commander, I spotted a number. SCIENCE LAB 3; HALLWAY 24. Unforntunatly, it took about ten minutes for the crate to get to a place where I could get out.
I had been aiming for a quick get in, get the turtles, get out. Not being spotted, not needing to fight, nothing. However, there was one point that I knew I had to get out, or risk being caught anyway. So, pushing the lid off the crate, and nearly giving the guy pushing it a heart attack, I rendered the guy unconsious with a swift blow to the head.
"Okay, science lab 3..." I looked back at the guy on the floor, seeing a lot of exposed black cloth. Bending over, I ripped off a strip. I couldn't risk being recognized, after all, I was supposed to be dead, and my death was no small thing. I also stole his black gloves, which fit rather nicely.
Now having something akin to a ninja mask, with only my eyes showing since my bangs hid my forhead, and gloves to hide my finger prints, I silently made my way to Hallway 24, Lab 3, the turtles.
Raphs POV:
What the shell happened? How had she beaten me? What the shell was that move? And why couldn't I move my arms?
"So, the last of the turtles is finally awake?" No way.
"Bishop?" my eyes popped open at the sound of a voice I had hopped I had heard the last of.
"Yes Raphael, I'm back." he chuckled, stepping out from the shadows.
"Hey Raph," I turned my head from Bishop to look at Mikey. "You've out for a while, we were starting to wonder if you were gonna wake up." He laughed weakly. His bullet wound didn't go unnoticed.
"Yes, and now that you are all awake, let's get down to business." he leaned forward, his nose nearly touching my beak. "Where. Is. The Shadow Slave." he growled.
"...?" He obviously didn't like my answere.
Slamming both of his hands on either side of my head, he growled.
"Tell me, or Leonardo is the first one on the disection table." he threatened, standing up straight with a dark smirk on his lips. Instinctively my eyes slid over to my brother, who looked just as confused as I felt.
"Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you." I snarled.
"Oh, but you do know." he turned around slowly, grabbing something beyond my point of view. "You see, what you have in your posession is beyond what your small minds could dream, more dangerous than you could ever imagine. So you will give it to me, wether you want to or not." He still had his back to me, but I could see him picking something up from the tray infront of him.
"There's just one small fact yur ignorin'," I stated, convinced he wasn't listening. "I dun't even know what a 'Shadow Slave' is."
"Problem with that is," he whipped around, shining a bright red light in my eyes. "There are traces of the Shadow Slaves energy on all of you." He let the machine fall to his side, leaving me blinking rapidly. "You, in particular."
Putting the gun-like scanner thing in a pocket in his trenchcoat, he turned around, picking something else up off the tray and walking over to Leo.
"However, if you won't willingly tell me where the Shadow Slave is, I could always," He dangled something sharp over Leos chest, makeing him gasp and Don, Mikey and me cring. "Encourage you to tell me." Pushing a botton, the blade began a slow, circulare motion above Leos plastron.
"No! I told you! I dun't know what it is!"
"Hmmm, well, we'll just see about that." Leo let out a pained cry as the sharp tool bit into him.
"Leo!"
Tylers POV:
I had just entered Science lab 3 whe a scream reached my ears. Running over, I was shocked to see Leo screaming in pain. Instantly my eyes fell upon the figure causing his pain. A tall man in a trenchcoat, his back was faceing me, but I didn't need to see his face to know he was most likely enjoying Leonardo's pain.
I never liked people that found joy in someone elses pain.
Tightening the mask around my face, I narrowed my eyes, and dove into the attack.
Back to Raph POV:
In a black and white blur, Bishop was sent to the ground, the scapple- I think- was sent flying through the air to be caught by the hand of... someone I hadn't even thought would be here.
"Hello boys, did'ja miss me?" Tyler asked, the bottom half of her face covered by a peice of black cloth and gloves on her hands.
"Tyler?" My brothers and I all called out at the same time.
"Tyler, hmmm, interesting name for a girl." Bishop stated flatly, standing up and faceing his opponent.
"Yes, yes it is." she laughed, almost light-heartedly.
"And, might I ask, how exactly did you infultrate my base?"
"Ooooo, exactly, such a big word, I'm surprised you know such a big word, Mr. Bishop." I could hear the smirk in her voice. I could also see Bishops annoyed expression.
"Way to go Ty!" Mikey cheered.
"Tyler," Leo shouted at her, fear evident in his voice. "Be careful! You have no idea who Bishop is and what he's capable of!"
"He's quite right, young lady. You have no idea-"
"Agent Bishop- Human, Male, 200 lbs, Height: 6'2, Designation: John Bishop. A U.S. soldier during the early 19th century, your life was changed forever when, for unknown reasons, you were abducted by Gray Aliens while fighting in the Battle of New Orleans. After being experimented on, you escaped back to the battlefield. What exactly the experiments entailed is unknown, although it is speculated that they are at least partly responsible for your longevity and enhanced strength. Marked by the experience, you have since dedicated your life to staving off alien invasion." Tyler rattled, makeing all of us stare and Bishops jaw drop.
It was so silent, a pin could have been heard dropping, so it wasn't a big surprise when we heard a suttle beeping.
Reaching into his pocket, Bishop pulled out the scanner, red, green, and blue lights flashing madley.
"It's- it's not possible!" he gasped, succesfully directing all pairs of eyes on the girl standing in the centre of the room. It was her reaction to this, however, that caught my attention.
The Tyler I had grown to know would have been completely intimidated by the sudden amount of attention, but this one, this was what we had reffered to as it. She just stood there, her eyes a deep balck, unlike the other time she had done this, a gentle red glow surrounding her slim figure.
"Tyler?"
"A-a female Shadow Slave?" Bishop cried.
"Yes, a female is what I am, "males are kinda bland. " it was Tyler speaking, but with a strange voice.
"I've, never heard of such a thing!"
"You humans are funny, you think you know so much. You know nothing, the universe, you have yet to touch." she rattled, I had no idea what to say, but something was wrong, not just the fact the Tyler was, was it a shadow slave? No, everything seemed to be... moveing, shifting.
Before I could fully grasp what was going on the straps keeping us on the tables were replaced by... something resembleing a snake, but not quite.
Jumping off the table, I looked around, only to see I was alone.
"My species are the Shadows Slaves," Tylers voice rang through the empty room, which was growing darker every second. "a noble race, through and through loyall and brave." The room went dark until there was just a single beam of light sorrounding me.
"But I am not like my brothers, I am what they call: The Other." ths shadows around me slowly crept through the barrier of light, untill they covered my feet.
"While they all bow down and allow themselfs to be controlled, I fight, I take over I control, I do things untold." I couldn't move my feet, all I could do was watch as the shadow slowly crept up my legs.
"Now, I'm on Earth. It will bow to me, and I will destroy you. Just you wait and see." As the shadows climbed over my head, the floor beneth me gave way.
I felt wind rush past me as the ground swollowed me up, pitching me into a dark voide. Then, just as quickly as it had come, the darkness was gone.
Now I was standing at the base of a tall hill. Behind me and on both sides there was nothing but grass, but beyond the hill, a vast space of water, as far as the eye could see. The sun setting on the horizon, sillouetting the hill.
At the top of the hill, stood a figure. She, like the hill, was covered in shadow, but her voice was unmistakable.
"RAPHAEL!" Tyler, her voice was echoy, like she was far away. I squinted to see her, she was in her normal clothes, looking down at me with blazeing white eyes, though no red. I couldn't see the bottom of her face, since it had a black cloth over it.
I stared as the sun set, it looked like the hill caught fire, and beyond it the water glistened, then disappeard. In it's place, was a battle field. Bodies littered the ground, building caught fire, Tylers eyes darkened to an evil black, the red glow so bright it blinded me.
"Raphael?" I spun around to see Tyler standing behind me, not three feet away. Her hair was drawn back into a ponytail, her bangs mostly covering her right eye. The mask had dissapeared, along with her usuall outfit. Instead she had a black tanktop and black martial art pants that were big and a lighht fabric that came together at the bottom in a bunch, her shoes were the same though. But all the weapons she had, I hadn't thought it possible to carry so many.
Swords, daggers, sais, a bo staff, nunchucks, a gun, her pennies, her special dagger, bow and arrows, even an ax and I think I see a hammer. It was what was on the exposed skin that caught my attention though. Open wounds, still bleeding, still fresh, countless scares ran under them. It looked like she had just immerged from a deadly battle.
"Tyler?" I looked behind me too see the figure ontop of the hill gone, the ocean and sunset had returned. "But how-"
"There is not time, she will awaken soon, much too soon." though she stood right infront of me, her voice still sounded distant, like she wasn't fully there.
"What do you mean, who's wakein' up?" I cried. I had had some pretty nasty days, but today took the cake, and I was getting sick of it.
"I cannot say-"
"Why! Why can't you flippen tell me?"
"I am bound!" she screamed, while holding up her wrists. On them were think, silver chains, connecting in the center, then going down to wrap around her ankles, and back up to her neck. How had I missed that?
"What-?"
"There is no time! The Cyber Utrom is casting a charm! He is wakeing her! He has no idea what he's going! He will destroy the PLANET!"
"I don't understand! What Utrom? Who is he wakeing up?"
"The Cyber Shredder! You must Stop him, Raphael!"
"The Shredder?"
"Please Raphael! Please stop him! It HURTS! He's hurting meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" The last part was obviously screamed, but it was quiet, her voice was getting fainter, like she was moveing away, or... falling!
We were falling, the world looked like it had been turned upside down. Now, instead of standing on the soft grass, we were both falling into the glowing yellows and purples of the sunset staind sky.
Then, quick as lightening, there was a splash, soon after I felt freezing water engolf me sorrounding and choking me. Air bubbles flew past my open eyes, and beyond them, sinking away from me, was Tyler.
Her eyes were half lidded as she stared up at me, bubbles floating from her open mouth, her body was completely lax. I had to get her to the surface she was going to drown. Slowly, I reached toward her, trying to grab her and pull her back to the surface, all invain. The chains binding her wrists made it impossible for her to grab my hand, and made her sink faster and further than me.
"Tyler!" I screamed through the water as I watched Tylers eyes slowly close, she was dieing!
Suddenly- might I add: with no warning at all- I felt arms wrap around my waist, pulling me to the surface. I kicked my legs, thrashing around in the water, trying to get away. I had to get Tyler.
As soon as I had escaped the grasp of my captor, wanting to see who it was, I flew around, causing a whirlpool of bubbles as I did, and nearly opened my mouth again.
It was Tyler. She was in her normal clothes, her hair floating around her face, wich carried the look of fear.
Without hesitation, she reached for my hand. Grasping it, she pulled me toward the surface, kicking her legs effortlessly.
I looked back down through the water, the only thing I saw were the chains lying abandond at the sea floor, not even so much as a hand lay anywere near it.
I looked back up at the Tyler holding my hand, her gaze was fixed on me, her brown eyes burning holes in my soul.
"Beware the Shadows." was all she said, as her face dissapeared in a flurry of bubbles.
..
I broke the surface, and it was dark, very dark. I was soked in cold water, rubbing my arms, it was freezing. I felt someone next to me, turning my head, I fell backwards with a cry of surprise as my face came beak-to-nose with Tyler.
I landed hard on the floor, gasping at the sudden impact. Looking around, I realized I was in my room.
"10."
"Wha'?" Eyes adjusting to the dark, I looked infront of me to see Tyler looking at me from under my hammoch, crouching down with her head cocked slightly to the right side.
"Shadows, you have 10 Shadows in your room." 'Beware the Shadows.' the words rang through the space between my ears.
"What are 'Shadows'?" I asked Tyler , after all, she had been the one that warned me 'bout 'em, even if it was just a dream.
", my after effect, it's what I named them." her eyes narrowed slightly in the dark. "Why?"
"Huh, oh, no reason." I quickly responded. She looked like she was going to object to it, but I really didn't want to talk about it, so I asked her a really good question.
"What were ya doin' in my room again?" she looked down at the question, hugging something to her chest that I hadn't notice before.
"Umm, Tyler, do... do you sleep ... with a teddy bear?" she looked up at the question.
"Yes, is there something wrong with that?" she asked, looking at me accusingly.
"No! Nothing!" 'just that I thought you were kinda cool... before now.'
We stared at each other for a while, willing the other one to break the silence, but niether of us wanting to. Finally, I gave in.
"So, uh, what's 'is name?" I asked, nodding to the bear trapped in her iron grip.
"Mr. Snuggles." she muttered, bowing her head. All I could do was stare and think 'What the shell?'
"Right, um, what- what are ya in my room for?"
"I... was scared." I looked at her blankly... she had come to me, for help?
"And, you came here?"
"It's not like I tried to! I forgot to lock the door to my room, and, I always try to run away when I wake up! I try not to! But I'm always so dilusional when I first wake up! I'll go to the only person that I think can help! I-"
"Ok, ya can stop right there." crawling under my hammock, I stood up, and stretched my back before offering her a hand. I had absolutly no idea what I was doin'. "C'mon, get up." she slowly grabbed it. Hauling her to her feet, I climed into my bed, pulling her in after me.
It didn't need to be bright for me to know she was probably red as a tomato.
"W-what are ya doin'?" she asked timidly as I pulled her down to lay on my chest.
Grabbing the offensive teddy bear still in Tylers grasp, I dumped him over the edge of the hammoch.
"Hey!" she protested, pushing off my chest and leaning over me to try and retrieve her stuffed animal.
Putting my hand on her shoulder, I pulled her back down.
"Tell ya what, tonight, I'm yur Mr. Snuggles." I was way too tired to stay awake, and I knew that if I didn't do something dirastic, I'd have to, but there was no way I was sleeping with a teddy bear in my bed. I'm just glad Mikey wasn't here to witness this.
After a minute I felt her relax against my plastron, her hand coming up to rest next to her face.
We layed like that for what felt like hours, niether of us falling into the much needed sleep. Just when I thought I was going to go insane from lack of both noise and sleep, I heard a gentle sound. Tyler was humming a song.
"What is that?" the humming stopped as I felt her head leave my chest.
"A song." she answered.
"What song?"
"Just a song I used to listen to."
"What's it called?"
"Doesn't matter." she layed her head back down.
"Why wouldn't it matter?" I asked, nudging her with the arm I had wrapped around her.
"Because you wouldn't like it." she said flatly.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Try me." I gave a small smirk. Tyler may like poetry, reading writing, teddy bears, but there was noooo way she would-
"There's traffic in the sky
And it doesn't seem to be getting much better
There's kids playing games on the pavement
Drawing waves on the pavement
mmmhm," I take it back.
"Shadows of the planes on the pavement
mmmhm
Its enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
Maybe its a dream and if I scream
It will burst at the seams
This whole place will fall to pieces
And then they'd say...
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
nanana
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
mmmhm
Puzzle pieces in the ground
But no one ever seems to be digging
Instead they're looking up towards the heavens
With their eyes on the heavens
mmmhm
There are shadows on the way to the heavens
mmmhm
It's enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The answers could be found
We could learn from digging down
But no one ever seems to be digging
Instead they'll say...
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
nanana
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
mmmhm
Words of wisdom all around
But no one ever seems to listen
They're talking about their plans on paper
Building up from the pavement
mmmhm
There are shadows from the scrapers on the pavement
mmmhm
It's enough to make me sigh
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The words are all around
But the words are only sounds
And no one ever seems to listen
Instead they'll say
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's really not so hard to tell
nanana
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well, lost in the well
mhmm."
About halfway through the song I had started to feel drowsy, but determined to hear the song end, I had stayed awake. Though the fact that Tyler was falling asleep showed through at least twice through the song.
Now that she was breathing peacfully on my chest, I felt sleep sneaking it's way out from the corners of my mind, and this time, I gladly accepted it's offer of darkness. And at the moment, any thoughts of my previous dream forgotten and discarded... 'along with Mr. Snuggles.' I thought with a satisfied smirk.
A/N: I do NOT own the song, Jack Johnson: Traffic in The Sky. Love eet! X3
