Time has passed since my facial injury and I've managed to move on. We've been planning our counter attack against Darius and right now I've kinda hit a snag in our planning, mostly because Leo's gotten rather protective.
"RAGH!" The shout rang through the building making everyone that hear it cringe.
"Are they at it again?" Mikey asked his green counter part. The orange banded turtle simply nodded sadly as he sat down, munching on a bag of chips. The two techy turtles were in the lab, running over the brain chip schematics again before Donatello glanced at the door.
"I do wish that they would stop fighting, things would go along allot faster." He grumbled before looking back down at the blueprints. Don nodded before they attempted to go back to work.
"Why don't you trust me?!" I shouted at my blue turtle as he snarled at me.
"I do trust you! But you're asking me to let the first person who accepted me to go head first into enemy territory without backup, no outside help, and solo! That's like asking me to let you go blindly!" He roared.
"I can do it! I know I can, but you have to trust me!" I shouted back, taking a step forward. "Leo, I know I may be reckless and stubborn and crazy but your guy's freedom is on the line, do you honestly think so little of me that I'd fool around with those stakes?" I questioned as tears pooled in my eyes. He clenched his fists and stared at the floor. A minute passed before he looked back up at me with his eye's glowing.
"I won't let you go. You've become my responsibility and I won't fail. You won't go and that's final. I can't afford to lose you." He stated before turning and walking out of the dojo. The doors slid shut behind him and I sank to my knees as I started sobbing. My shoulders shook as I let my frustration loose and felt furry building with in me as I furiously rubbed my eyes.
I am not a weakling, I can take care of myself, I won't lose my new family, and I refuse to back down.
Standing, I went over to the punching bag and did a test punch. The bag swung back and I subconsciously winced at the unexpected pain in my knuckles, I hit the bag allot harder than I wanted to. My fury began bubbling over and my fists became a blurr as I let all my problem flew from myself and into the bag.
Seven of thee eight turtles stood at the doors of thee dojo and watched as their human friend pounded the punching bag.
"Geeze Raph, she's almost as bad as you." Michelangelo stated before getting smacked on the back of the head. The other red turtle, the big hulking one went forward but Raphael stepped in front of him.
"I wouldn't, when I get like this I need time to myself."
Raph looked down at the green turtle and shook his head.
"She needs me." He simply stated before pushing past them and heading into the dojo.
I was numb. I couldn't feel anything, I didn't know anything. The only thing I was sure of was the constant repetition of my fists pounding against the leather. My eyes were dry, I felt like a zombie, I was in an unbreakable trance, until something wrapped around me, pulling me away from my outlet. I screamed and struggled against the massive red arms wrapped around me. Someone shushed me.
"It's okay Aut, I gotcha."
I froze before bursting into tears and wrapping my arms around the stubby neck, ignoring the now noticeable pain in my hands. But I shut it out as I focused on the comfort offered to me.