Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I only own my OC, the plot, and anything original you see here.
(Side-Note: While I had some assistance with the non-English parts of this chapter, my friend who translated is a bit rusty in Japanese, so I apologize if the translation is off and/or makes no sense. While I do not speak fluent Japanese, my friend has some knowledge due to her trip to Tokyo last year.)
Victoria POV.
I woke up hearing voices around me. Although my gut was telling me to get up right this instant and assess my problem, I forced myself to remain still and quiet. The talking around me was muted, like I was underwater, but it was starting to get clearer as I became more aware. I felt a cool, smooth surface beneath me, covered by a thin blanket… medical table?
"-n case she takes a while to wake up, it'll be helpful." I heard someone say next to me. I felt some pressure on the back of my head, and felt some coolness, like ice… against my head. If I had any less self control, I would've snapped up and pull my mask on, which it obviously wasn't. 'Crap…Is this a hospital? Police station? Or am I about to be horribly tortured in a crime-bosses basement.' A quick, barely noticeable twitch of my wrists proved that i was not restrained, which eased my worries... somewhat. I wasn't pleased by the face my face was uncovered, my identity revealed to someone… whoever was in this room with me. Speaking of which, perhaps I should start paying some attention to the conversation.
"Mind wheeling the stand over, Mike?" I heard one of them ask, then the sound of running water sounded, like a facent. Obnoxious whistling sounded to my other side, before a creaking sound of wheels moved back over to me, and I resisted the urge to tell the whistler to shut up. He wasn't that good anyways. "Ick, needles bro? Can't you like, put a mask over her face or something, do it that way?" I heard the whistler ask, weariness in his voice. The first voice chuckled slightly, "Believe me, If science figures that out, I think we'll all be happy." The water stopped, and I heard footsteps walk over. "Anyway, we don't know how long she'll be out. An IV will hopefully get some medicine quicker in her system, plus if she's out for a while, she'll need nutrients. And, yes, the means needles, sadly." I fought down a flinch as i felt the taller grab my arm, pulling off my glove and rolling up my sleeve.
'Just pretend you're asleep… don't react!' I screamed to myself, praying to every religious deity I knew that I didn't flinch when the needle entered. I felt a sharp prick, and for a second, there was no indication that I had involuntary moved… for a second. Then the hand holding my arm tightened slightly, not enough to hurt… but enough to know that they knew something was up. I sighed audibly, 'Oh well. No point in hiring anymore,' I thought, before raising my leg and slamming it into his abdomen, sending him flying with my sudden adrenaline. I winced, opening my eyes and looked over at the… green figure struggling up off the ground. I narrowed my eyes, frowning. "The hall are you?" I muttered, running my hand across my eyes, making sure I wasn't seeing things.
I felt the hair in the back of my neck rise, and whipped around to wrap my hand around the other guys upraised arm, when he had tried to reach me. The green… thing widened his eyes, then gave me a weak smile. "Uh… hiya?" I smirked slightly, "Actually, Goodbye." I couldn't help but wince when he let out a shrill cry, when I sent him and his buddy sprawling out the room, after a brief struggle. I locked the door quickly, rubbing my throbbing head and looking around the room as i backed away from the door. A medical room, from the several vials and the couple of first aid kits from around the room. I spotted my bag on a chair next to the table I was just on, and quickly grabbed it, reaching into it pull out my weapons… Only growl when I found all my weapons were gone. A harsh knock in the door had my attention quickly.
"Alright, princess!" A gruff, thickly accented called out. "There's four of us, one of you, and no exits. Ya either come out, or I go in, and trust me, ya don' want the latter." I growled, eyes darting around the room for a weapon, and I grabbed an empty jar. Covering it with the blanket before banging it on the ground, it silenced the sound of glass breaking. I took out the longest, most jagged piece of glass, not realizing someone had been talking this entire time, a new voice. "-ight now, but you can trust us. We brought you here to help you, I swear." I glated at the door, backing away as I thought of a plan. All I had was a piece of glass, and if what that guys said was true. Your against one, plus… my head wasn't feeling in at the moment… was it just me or was the edge of my vision getting a bit foggy?
As I shook my head to clear it, I suddenly heard running footsteps, before the door burst open with the full force of someone's body. I ducked behind the table, silencing my breath as the person who rudely entered gazed around, looking for any sign of its occupant. I gripped the glass tighter, before darting up and towards the figure, wrapping my arm around his neck and pressing the glass against his neck. "Move out of my way, or he dies." I threatened, hating how raspy and weak my voice was. Clearing my throat, I continued. "And don't think I won't do it." I wouldn't kill him, obviously. I'm not a murderer… but did they know that? Or course not.
My hostage stiffened, and I heard the sound of weapons coming out, but no one tried anything. It was quiet for a long moment, then I become a bit more aware of my hostage. He had a dark green armor on his back, one covered in grooves and scars. I frowned, glancing up, suddenly becoming aware of his… unique skin tone..? "Raphael,Kanojo o kōgeki shimasen."* He suddenly said, and I blinked at the smooth way he managed to transition from English to… whatever language he was speaking now. The rude voice who had banged on the door barked out in a rougher, less practiced voice, "Baka janai no? Anata wa, anata no kubi ni hamashita!"** He growled. I rolled my eyes, kicking the back of his leg lightly. "English, please." I growled. My hostage sighed, sagging his shoulders a bit. "Which way is the exit?" I demanded, pressing the glass closer.
"I'll tell you if you relax your grip, and kindly move your weapon." He responded back, voice calm. I considered, before pulling away the glass a few inches from his neck… and then the world suddenly doing a 180*, before I found myself staring up at the ceiling, breath knocked right out of me. I struggled up, but froze in place a katana tip rested against my neck. Narrowing my eyes, I looked up to the holder of the blade… and gasped in shock. "What… the actual hell are you?" I muttered, staring up at the green… thing in front of me. He sighed, shifting his grip on his handle, "Mutant turtle… don't ask, it's a long story." He said, then nodded at me. "Now, are you going to calm down and hear us out?" He asked, and I narrowed my eyes at his too-calm attitude. 'Is he… underestimating me?' I thought, then I slowly gave him a smirk.
He frowned, the cried out when I swiped his legs out from under him. As he went down, I shot my hand up, and managed to jerk his katana out from his hand as he fell, and I stood, admiring his blade. "Nice blade… Custom?" I mused, watching him stand up. He watched me wearily, now realising that I was armed, and not in the best of moods. "Yes…" He muttered, "And it's also very important to me, so... can you give it back?" I nodded, "Sure, once you point me towards the exit." He gave me a slight smile, shaking his head. "I won't do that." I smirked, "Then you aren't getting it back." I retorted. I heard a growl to my right, then a loud "SCREW THIS," before another 'mutant turtle' races over at me with sais. I blocked his strike, eyes widening slightly as his force pushed me back a good foot or so. Furious amber eyes met mine and I barely managed to jump away as he sent a swipe towards my abdomen, the fabric of my garb gaining a slice.
"Well someone's not happy." I muttered, leveling my blade, waiting for his move. He glared, "Way passed that, you little bit-" He never finished his insult, because I suckerpunched him in the face. I glared, "Been called worse, so don't even try." Before he could lunge at me, the blue wearing turtle stood between him and me. "Raphael, enough!" He growled. I took the opportunity to scan my surroundings, before racing towards the door that looked most like an exit. Halfway towards the door, I suddenly was blocked by a wooden stick, a bo staff. The purple masked turtle who blocked my way gave me a look, and opened his mouth the speak, but I used his staff to help me flip over his head, chuckling quietly. 'Four against one? Was that what Red said earlier?' I thought with a smirk, turning to face my three opponents… Three. I immediately went on high alert, eyes scanning for the apparent forth. Red was being held back by Blue, Purple was watching me and… no forth.
That was until I heard him behind me. Whipping around and sending my fist flying, it was caught in a steel grip… quite literally. A nunchuck chain wrapped around my wrist, with the wielder a sea-green, grinning turtle. "Woah there, firecracker! Why don't you chill for a sec!" I have him a look. "Firecracker, really?" I asked, before dropping and yanking my wrist with force, sending him over my head and onto the ground. He groaned in pain, cracking open an eye to look up at me. "Well… I figured sweetheart would be too soon." He said with a wink. I rolled my eyes, then let out a yell as I was tackled by and dark green and red blur.
The wind was knocked out of me as he leaned his weight on me, pinning my arms to my side. "Alright, I've had enough of this crap!" He growled, standing and dragging me up with him. I growled struggling, when a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. "Is this, uh… a bad time?" I snapped my gaze over to one of doorways, has dropped behind my mask at the familiar redhead woman, standing there with a worried and confused look on her face. "April?" I said in disbelief, and the turtle holding me stiffened, then growled, tightening his grip. "How the hell do ya know her?" He snapped, suspicion in his voice. I was too stunned to reply, trying to figure out… trying to understand… just… how the hell does April, my boss, for gods sake, know these turtle freaks?!
April looked at me, eyes narrowed in confusion, then I quickly looked away. 'If she sees my eyes, she'll know who I am in seconds.' I thought, then decided that now would be a good time to escape. Slamming my heel against Red's foot, his hold around me loosened with a yelp of pain. I snapped out, scooping up the katana as I rushed past April, casting a sidelong look as I pasted her. I met her eyes, and I saw the recognition grow in her eyes. I ignored it, racing down the tunnel, just focusing on getting out of this situation.
I could focus on how royally screwed I was later.
Leonardo POV
I stared after Shadow, making no move to give chase. After silently mourning the list of my katana, I turned over to April, who was looking quite pale. "April, are you alright?" I demanded, racing over to check over at her. She nodded quickly, looking at me with wide eyes. "I-I'm fine… that was… Shadow?" She asked hesitantly as my brother's races over. Raphael growled darkly, glaring down the tunnel the vigilante had ran, "Yeah… that son of a bitch!" I have him a look, starting to get tired, "Raph…" April interrupted, "I-I know who Shadow is…"
All four of us turned and stared at her. Donny spoke for all of us with a "Pardon?" April not her lip, turning back to state down the tunnel. "All this time… it makes sense… Jesus christ…" She muttered, running her temples, sighing. After a moment, she turned to us. "You have to understand… she's only a kid, I doubt she's as old as you guys." I blinked in surprise… Her fighting style, though somewhat rusty, had me thinking she was older then she appeared to be… at least twenty, in my mind. "Soooo… who is she?" Mikey asked bluntly. April was quiet, then looked up at us. "Can… you let me handle this?" She asked hesitantly. "Not that I don't trust you guys, but… I know this person. Not that well, apparently… but I know her enough." She promised. "I can take care of it.
I hesitated, then me and my brothers all shared a look. While I trusted April when she says she can handle it… I don't trust this Shadow, especially not after what had just occurred. "I can get your Katana back." April said, smiling slightly. I have her a look, and she only smiled wider. Sighing, I nodded, "Alright," I said. "But, if anything, Anything happens… let us help, ok?" She nodded, and I let out a small sigh, before turning to look at my bros. New bruises were out trophies of our first fight with Shadow, and they were darker than the ones we had received from the Foot earlier. "Well, "I muttered. "Let's go get patched up."
*: Raphael, do not attack her.
**: Are you crazy?! You have blade to your neck!
(Sorry if this chapter seemed more like a filler. I had trouble choosing the right course for this episode, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless! Again, I apologize if the translation was off. Also, feel free to review, it is great motivation, and I love reading them. Even if it's just a couple of words, if you have anything to say about my story, please take a moment or two to tell me, it means so much ^_^ Now, I'll see you at the next update, and hopefully that means it's soon!
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