I own my OC's ( Artemis Jaelyn Roberts and Thomas Roberts. As well as Max Brown ) but I DO NOT own any of the TMNT characters. (Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey, Splinter, April, Casey, Shredder and any other TMNT world characters that may be mentioned.)

Artemis's POV

I groggily open my eyes, I sit up and realize I'm still wearing the clothes from last night. Clubbing is tiring. Aren't I supposed to be somewhere... I glance at the clock. Eight thirty one... Splinter's training! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I just pile everything into my bag, workout clothes and all. I run out and into the sewers, still in my thigh high black heels. I can't believe I slept through my alarm!

I run into the lair my heels clacking on the hard ground. Maybe Splinter won't- Ah shit. He's standing right there and I can feel my cheeks heat as all the turtles look over due to my rather loud entry. Stupid heels. Stupid, stupid heels.

"Um... Hi?" I say sheepishly, looking at Splinter.

"You are late. What are you wearing?" He asks.

"I'll change." I say quickly.

"No. Explain why you are late."

"I slept through my alarm."

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I fell asleep around two."

"Why were you out so late?"

"..." I open my mouth to answer, but I don't think I should. What if they rat me out? Pun not intended. But if they do... Heh, they wouldn't.

"Well?" Splinter asks.

"I was out clubbing."

*V*

Raphael's POV

Arty is late for training, and I can't help but be worried. She's never been late before. She was supposed to be here half an hour ago. Suddenly the clacking of heels is all we can here. Arty comes rushing into the lair, her appearance making me gawk.

Her usually straightened hair is curled, not her natural curls though. She has a black dress that has a sweetheart neckline and comes a little below her butt. The dress has lace sleeves and nothing other than that. Her lips are a bold red and she has gold and brown on her eyelids. I wonder how that all stayed on overnight. Thigh high heeled boots are in place of where her usual running shoes are.

"Um... Hi?" Arty says, looking a little strange as she looks at Splinter.

"You are late." Splinter says, then he asks the question we all wanted to know. "What are you wearing?"

"I'll change." She says quickly.

"No. Explain why you are late." Splinter demands.

"I slept through my alarm."

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I fell asleep around two."

"Why were you out so late?" She opens her mouth to answer him, but she says nothing. A thoughtful expression on her face. "Well?" Splinter inquires.

"I was out clubbing." She answers.

Don chokes on his drink and I clench my hands into fists.

"You're eighteen!" I exclaim.

"Fake ID." Arty snorts.

"You didn't drink did you?" Don asks.

"No, no, I don't like alcoholic drinks." She shakes her head.

"Who did ya go with?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.

"My boyfriend." Arty says, narrowing her eyes.

"How old is he?" Leo asks.

"Twenty one." Arty was beginning to look mad. I didn't care. How dare her boyfriend take her to a club when she's under age! How dare he! That isn't how you take care of your girlfriend.

"Your boyfriend took ya to a club WHILE YOU'RE UNDER AGE!?" I end up yelling, walking over to her.

"I have a fake ID." Arty replies.

"YOU'RE STILL UNDER AGE! WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO YA?"

"NOTHING HAPPENED! I'M HERE AREN'T I?" Arty yells back.

"YA COULD HAVE BEEN ARRESTED! OR RAPED FER GOODNESS SAKE."

"WELL I WASN'T!"

"BUT YOU COULD HAVE BEEN! WHAT KIND OF BOYFRIEND PUTS HIS GIRLFRIEND IN DANGER?"

Suddenly a loud slapping echoes through the lair. Did she just...? A small sting is in my cheek and Arty is still glaring at me, her hands in little fists. The lair is silent, no one breathing but Arty and I. I look at her, both surprised and enraged. How dare she hit me. I pick her up in one swift motion, throwing her over my shoulder.

"You're training with me today." I grunt, walking towards the dojo, her fists slamming harmlessly off my shell.

"Master Splinter!" She exclaims. "Help!" I stop, waiting for Splinter to say something.

"I see it a fitting punishment for being late that Raphael trains you today." Splinter says.

I smirk as I imagine the look on Arty's face. She stops her pounding fists on my back and I walk into the dojo. I set her down and her eyes hold a look that could kill.

"I can't train in this." Arty says finally.

"Well you're going to." I reply.

"Yeah, no I'm not."

"Oh yes you are. Now give me twenty pushups."

"No."

I saved it and it deleted all my work up to here. I had 1700 words... *Starts crying*

She's just making it harder for herself. The more stubborn she is, the harder I'm going to work her. "Darlin', don't make me get Splinter in here. We don't want him to interfere, now do we?"

She glares and gets down, doing the twenty pushups with ease.

"Another twenty." I decide, putting my foot on her back and pressing down slightly. She growls, or at least, that's what I make of the sound. This time, she struggles to do them, but she does them better than I expected her to.

We do all the normal exercises in sets of twenties, and on the second set of twenty, I make it harder for her. Providing a challenge to doing them. She does them all, but it's clear she isn't happy with me.

When we finish, the sparkle in her eyes had turned to fire. It is clear that she is angrier with me than before. She stands, waiting for her next instruction, her hands in fists. Her makeup had stayed perfect, besides her lipstick which she had rubbed off her lips.

"We're done," I say softly. She turns on her heel and as she walks out, she pulls her boots off. I follow her out and when she gets out she throws her boots onto the ground. Leo and Mikey are watching TV on the couch and Arty walks barefoot over. She yanks Leo's katana out of it's sheath and Leo quickly jumps over the couch.

"Woah, woah, can I please have my-" He stops as Arty points the sword at him.

"Move." She only says that word and Leo moves. She chucks the sword at the dummy and it surprisingly hits it, going straight through. But, oh no, she is not done there. Arty walks over to the dummy and starts punching it. Well formed, basic, strong punches. Punch after punch she lands, none of us daring to interfere. Then she removes the sword and she just jabs. Thrusting the katana over and over into the dummy.

Obviously, she didn't know how to wield it. But that didn't stop her from her jabs.

"Raph, she's worse than you." Mikey mumbles.

"When do I get my sword back...?" Leo asks hesitantly.

I shrug as we watch her take her anger out on the poor dummy. Splinter walks out, taking one look at Artemis he starts his way over to the angry woman.

"Artemis," he says, anger evident in his own voice. No response from Arty, just her continual jabs. Splinter sighs and stands beside her. "Artemis, enough child." She stops, looking up at the rat. Her eyes still held fire. Splinter very carefully removes the sword from her hand before showing her her own knuckles. They are bruised and bloodied, much, much worse than the other day.

I instantly feel terrible. I had caused that. I caused her knuckles to become like that because I made her so angry. If I just apologized for yelling, not brought her into the dojo... Arty drops her hands, clenching them into fists.

"I can't feel it." She mumbles.

"You cannot hurt yourself every time you get angry child." Splinter sighs. Artemis just shrugs. She indeed was worse than me, she still hadn't calmed down. Her eyes still held that fire. "We can meditate on some other ideas."

Arty scrunches her nose up at the word 'meditate.' Splinter sets a hand on her shoulder and leads her toward the dojo. Though she stops and closes her eyes. "I'm fine. I want out of this dress. And I want the dojo to myself for a little while."

"Can I trust you with all the weapons in there?" Splinter asks as she opens her eyes.

"Oh, because my wonderful demonstration with the sword showed you how dangerous I am." Arty says sarcastically, still angry.

"It showed me how dangerous you were to yourself." Splinter replies, making Arty glare. "Go change, you can have the dojo to yourself for a little while."

"Thanks Sensei." She mumbles going to grab her bag before she disappears into the bathroom.

When she comes out she has changed into black leggings and a big red hoodie. But after, she disappears into the dojo, music turning on inside. Blasting in there, making the floor move out here.

Mikey being naturally curious walks over and opens the door just a little.

"Mikey she wanted to be alone." Leo sighs exasperatedly.

"But she's dancing... And she's really good." Mikey replies.

I walk over to watch. She indeed is dancing to the beat of the modern song. Very good dancing too, just like what she demonstrated before. That gives me an idea.

"Master Splinter, why don't you teach her to take out her anger through dancing?" I ask.

"That is a very good idea Raphael." Splinter says. "Thank you."

I smile before continuing to watch little Arty dance.

So I'm not really at 1700 words anymore... Sorry. I decided to leave out an unneeded scene because it deleted it the first time. Anyway, enjoy the chapter!