Abducted Pt. 4
Raph
"Leo, pacing holes in the floor isn't helping our situation any."
Leo paused mid-stride and looked helplessly up at Raph. "I know, I know." He sat down, only to leap up again seconds later. "We can't just SIT here! For… for all we know, Shredder could be torturing Ara right now. That's it." Leo marched towards the door. "I'm going."
Raph nodded in agreement. "Me too."
Donnie leapt up, blocking the exit. "No! Guys, we've been over this. It's in the middle of the day, and the streets are packed. We've checked the foot headquarters and the old futon factory… Ara's not in either. We don't know where she is, so the only shot we've got are the purple dragons. They're out in plain sight, picking pockets and stuff. We can't be seen, so we HAVE to wait until nightfall."
Mikey shook his head as he went to stand with his other two brothers. "No. Ara needs us. Now."
"Donatello is right. You will wait." Splinter entered the room and sat down, picking up the remote to the television and pushing a button. From across the room, the grainy screen of the TV sputtered to life. Splinter flipped through the channels until he found a weather report. "It is as I thought. There's a large thunderstorm coming our way within the hour. You may go then." The TV flickered, then went black. The room was plunged in total darkness as the lights followed suit.
"Whoa, what happened?"
"Is everyone alright?"
"Cool, I can't even see my hand when I wave it in front of my face!"
"Well, Mikey's fine."
"What made the lights turn off?" As if in answer to Raph's question, the television sputtered to life once more. The weather channel had vanished, and in its place loomed the face of Baxter Stockman. Everyone in the room sucked in a sharp breath, and Raph's hand instinctively went to his sai.
TV Baxter didn't notice, busy fiddling with the thing that was obviously recording him. "Damned camcorder. Then again, it's no worse then I expected. Nothing those dirty violet dragons drag in are ever of any quality. Oh, wait. It's connected!"
Baxter coughed, putting on his "evil" face. "Greetings, turtles. As you already know, we have your friend. She's fine, but she won't be if you don't do exactly as we say. You must turn yourselves in to the foot within the next 24 hours. We promise to be merciful, but we can't say the same if you refuse to cooperate. In the event that you choose to not surrender, SHE dies.
The focus shifted, coming to rest on Ara. She was tied firmly to a metal chair. Despite the fact that she was a captive, Ara looked surprisingly on top of things, like she knew what to do and exactly how to do it. When she spoke, everyone in the room listened intently, hanging on to every word.
Ara swallowed hard. "I'm supposed to be saying a bunch of ransom stuff right now, but I'm not going to do that. I don't think you guys would be stupid enough to just turn yourselves in, but I do know that you're going to try to save me, and that's a problem. This place is extremely well-guarded. They have ninjas everywhere, and even if you got past them, there are traps and security cameras around every corner. In short, if you guys come, you'll get caught. If I thought there was the smallest chance you could succeed, I might not say this. But there isn't, so…" Ara looked straight into the camera, her eyes piercing Raph just as effectively as any sword in the world. "Go for the green, but Sensei… Don't let them come." Baxter Stockman's panicked face filled the screen once more, then the television went black. The lights snapped on, but no one in the room moved, still staring at the screen in shocked silence.