The title has me singing Phil Collins... Enjoy and Review!

The body that was once hers was now nothing more than absolute pain. She was no longer connected to the rapidly morphing flesh, instead, she was lost in her own mind, drifting across an ocean of thought. Scenes from her childhood played on repeat, occasionally a ninja turtle or two would appear in the mix. The red one appeared most often, his terrified face fading over and over as she unwillingly sped away from him into this hellhole.

Hours, days, weeks. Time was immeasurable, and she couldn't begin to guess how much of it had passed before she began to drift back into what was left of her body.

Everything felt… wrong. Her limbs were off, longer than she remembered, more flexible too. Her lower back hurt worse than anything else, it was like nothing she'd ever felt before. As if she had… a…

She hesitantly craned her neck to see behind her, and released a piercing scream at the sight of what was attached to her, swaying back and forth of it's own accord.

"I… I've got a… I have a… a…"

"It's called a tail, Jane."

She whipped around, the extra weight of the tail throwing her off, and causing her to turn much further than than she meant, almost falling over. She corrected herself, making an attempt at a fighting stance even though all she could see was spots. When her vision cleared, she began to make out the other occupant of the tiny room.

"… Philip?" The sight of a familiar face caused her to choke back a sob and throw herself at him, crying into his chest. She stayed like that for a long while, before she slowed her cries enough to notice that he was stiff, barely holding her. Looking down at herself, she saw that it was more than just the tail. Her whole body was a mottled green and brown, covered in scales. She stepped back realizing how she must look to him.

"I… I'm sorry, you must be disgusted by how I look…" She hung her head, retreating further from him.

"Your looks don't bother me. I have seen much worse in my time working for the Shredder." He grinned as she snapped her head up at those words, a horrified look on her face. "It is your ignorance that appals me." He reached out, grabbing her neck and pulling her forward so that her face was inches from his. "Did you cry for the loss of my friendship? The poor boy turned thief who just happened upon you in your hour of need. We hid in such an obvious spot that even a moronic gangbanger would think to look." He sneered and tightened his grip on her neck, causing her vision to once again fade in a crowd of spots.

"Cow… ard." She choked out, wishing she had the breath to spit in his eye.

"I hope this teaches you to defy the Shredder." He spat, tossing her to a corner and exiting the room with a slam of the door.

Jane stared after him, suppressing the bubbling rage. She was done with being tested on, done playing the damsel in distress.

She stared the camera resting in the ceiling's corner, red light blinking mockingly at her. She gathered her aching legs beneath her and jumped, grabbing at the cord connecting the device to the wall. The light died and she positioned herself behind the door, a plan of escape beginning to form in her mind.

"Where now?" Donnie whispered into his headset, trying to ignore Raph's impatient tapping toe.

"Down the hall, first door on your right will lead into the lab, but records indicate that there is a prisoner being held in the cells beyond the lab. Observation cells is what they're called." April noted, looking at the blueprints from inside the battle shell and reading them off.

"Observation… as in she…?" Mikey didn't need to finish, they were all thinking "Experiments".

"Leonardo, have you found the girl yet?" The guardian leader's voice crackled out from the walkie talkie strapped to Leo's belt. The guardians were all on the floors below, holding off the Foot soldiers that seemed to flood endlessly from nowhere.

"Not yet, but we're closing in." He answered. They all entered the lab on high alert, but there wasn't a foot soldier in sight. A single table sat in the middle of the room, clasps left abandoned, dried blood covering the table and floor. Raph growled at the sight and spun his sais around to relieve the tension.

"Keep moving everyone." Leo whispered, trying to tear his eyes from the gruesome sight. They continued to the other end of the ghoulish room, and entered the hallway beyond.

"Where now April?"

"Down to the left. Last door. Security camera's been disabled though. Be careful guys, may be a trap." Donnie nodded before he realized she couldn't see him.

"Thanks April, we'll be careful." Leo slipped out and checked all around.

"Clear." He beckoned at his brothers to continue past him and toward the door April had indicated and they all slunk along the wall, approaching with the utmost caution.

"On the count of three." Leo put up a hand and put down a finger with each number they counted off.

"One… Two…"

Jane was having a hard time standing up in her defensive position behind the door of her cell, so she had decided to save what little energy she had and sit until the door opened. It had be about twenty minutes since she pulled the plug and she was starting to worry that she'd be no good in a fight if she had to wait any longer.

There was a shuffling on the other side of the door and several muffled voices. She shook the weariness off and readied for a fight. The door burst open, and she had to jump out of the way to avoid being squished. Her sight was blurry from moving so quickly. All she saw were several figures rushing into the tiny room.

She lashed out at the nearest one, landing a solid blow on his head, she crouched down and spun around, using her newfound tail to knock all the intruders to the ground. She heard several "oofs" and stumbled to the door, tripping over one of the figures and falling to her hands and knees. She began to crawl across the floor, swaying as she went.

"Jane?" She stopped in her tracks and tried to turn around, which caused her to topple over. She couldn't get up, and the ceiling was spinning above her. Suddenly, four faces, banded in various colors, appeared in her line of sight.

"Dudette is that you?"

"Mikey…" She was so happy to hear his lovable kid voice she started to cry. "Guys… you found me." She felt strong arms lift her from the floor and secure her to a hard plastron.

"Yeah Jane, we found ya…" Raph's voice was gruff, and vibrated against her ear. "I'm so sorry we were too late to stop that madman…" She barely caught the last bit as she at last allowed herself to drift out of consciousness.

I know updates have been virtually nonexistent as of late, but it's hard to care enough to update when no one seems to care about the story. (Not complaining, it's just the facts) If you want quicker updates, review, otherwise, it'll just be when I can fit it around my hectic life.