(A/N: So here we have another update. Sorry, it's not as exciting as the last, but in the next chapter it will be. =D
I'd like to thank Lilninjawolf for betaing for me again! I'd also like to thank everyone who reviewed. Much appreciated! =D
Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles or make any money from writing stories about them, however maybe Nickelodeon will be more generous and feed that starving fans? Maybe even hiring them? That would be awesome!)
Raphael felt horrible. His head was pounding, causing his sleep to be restless, but unseen due to the drug in his system. Slowly, it disappeared from his system and he floated in and out of consciousness. This, for Raphael, seemed to last for days, but he was never sure of exactly how much time had actually passed.
Soft hands touched him, he tried to move away, but he couldn't...
Muffled sounds could be heard, but never understood...
Then it would all fade away again, only for him to come back no more coherent then the time before...
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Raphael groaned quietly as he came to, his head pounding. He felt ill. Slowly, he opened his eyes, but groaned again as he saw the light. It was too bright, it hurt. Seemed like this would always happen whenever he came to lately.
Hands, many hands were touching him... Voices... He could hear voices. Someone was talking to him? He opened his eyes again, squinting to try and see who was there. Moshin slowly came into focus, but at the same time so did Karai. Raphael jerked away from her touch, from everyone's touch, sitting up as he did so. There were many doctors around, all trying to get their hold on him again.
"Raphael," Moshin said, the words suddenly very clear to him. "Relax."
Relax? How could he relax? He was in trouble, with people who were out to hurt him and those he cared about... But... Who did he care about? All he knew was Karai and the Foot were bad news. Though the people in his memories... the shadows... were they those turtles? Or were they bad news too? He had no idea. As far as Raphael was concerned, he was alone in this world. Which was probably a good idea until he could figure out who was friend or foe. Or remember. That would be nice.
Karai sat down next to him on the bed. Raphael automatically moved as far away from her as possible. This caused her to frown. "Raphael? Is something wrong?"
Oh no... just the fact you are a lying bitch that should die in hell. No, nothing at all. Though... if she knew that he knew... that he remembered... that would be stupid. Though he was dying to hit her, hit her so hard. He even tensed up a little at the thought.
Karai looked up at Moshin, as if he might have the answer to this.
Finally Raphael spoke. "Just... not feeling well..." He rasped, his throat dry.
Karai seemed to accept this, which was all Raphael needed right now. Just continue to go on, not realizing he knew and he was getting out of here ASAP! She even had some water prepared for him. He took the cup she offered him, taking a few sips before placing it back on the nearby side table. It helped. Karai's one act of decency and all done to keep up this stupid charade. Figures.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it opened. A ninja in black uniform entered and got down on one knee, bowing to Karai. As if she actually deserved such respect. "Mistress," It said. "All is prepared and awaiting you."
Karai looked down upon the ninja, nodding. "Very good." She got up from the bed. "I will be there shortly. Dismissed."
The ninja got up, bowing and left the room.
Karai looked at Moshin, ignoring Raphael for the moment. The other doctors around him were testing his pulse and temperature as he just allowed them to do it. His skin crawling as they touched him. Don't raise suspicion. But he listened to what was being said around him.
"Keep an eye on him." Karai said. "This shall hopefully not take too long."
"We shall look after him." Moshin promised.
"Good." She said before leaving the room.
Raph frowned. Where was she going? He vaguely remembered the fact she had mentioned to him before she would be leaving on a mission tomorrow... or was it already tomorrow? If so, this would be his best chance to get out of here.
Moshin came over to him, looking him in eye, as if searching for something. Could he suspect that Raphael remembered? No... Or so he hoped. "You mentioned you weren't feeling well?"
Oh... yeah... "Just my stomach." Raphael mentioned, as he was unfed and the feeling was not exactly a comfortable one. "Probably just the fact I still haven't had a lot to eat."
Raphael waited, hoping Moshin would accept this. He did, or seemed to at least. "Actually, I think I should get some more sleep." Raphael suggested. "I'm tired and this headache isn't helping."
There was still a minor headache, but it was much better then he could ever remember it being.
Moshin nodded. "Just call for the guards outside your door if you should require something." He said, as he signed for the other doctors to leave.
As everyone left and the door finally closed, Raphael sighed heavily. Now he just had to work on getting out of this hell hole. Seriously. But how? His few memories of this place all told him it was big. A tower, right? How high was he up? Vents were a bad idea. If he started coughing, it would echo throughout the building. He couldn't just walk out. For one, they wouldn't let him and two? He was a freak! That woman, that elderly woman had been so scared of him. And he hadn't even done anything to suggest he would harm her. He was barely breathing at the time! So Raphael doubted going out in public was a good idea.
Though he knew those guys with the hats outside his door were indeed the best of this army. He remembered them and the pain. So he had to get past them first if he wanted out. This room had no windows, vents or anything. Just one way in or out. They were in the way.
Raphael would wait. Not long, but enough that he might catch them unaware. Then, he would get out of this stupid tower. As to where he would go after that? No idea. But it had to be better then here at least.