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I stood over the mangled croc, slathered in a mix of mine and his blood and feeling strangely victorious. He was breathing heavy and covered in bloody slashes. I wasn't much better, covered in festering claw marks and even a large bite mark on my left leg. Just as the large croc hit the ground, the head of the turtle robot rolled right by my feet.
"Play time is ova'." Raph growled, carrying Leo's swords. Stockman and Casper were still facing each other, breathing heavy and very wounded. Snapping, I sprinted away from the suffering croc and pounced upon the robotic man. I wrapped myself around his robotic bodies' head, digging my nails into any piece of exposed wires that I could. He fumbled, stumbling and falling backwards into a deep pool of water.
I felt the electricity dance around us, but I was unaffected. I snarled down at the robot's stomach, right into Stockman's real eyes. He looked frightened, and that's when I noticed myself in the reflection of the robot's glass stomach casing. I looked absolutely monstrous with matted hair, glowing white and black orbs, covered in blood that was slowly washing off of me and those strange teal-green slash marks.
"Pressura protero." I growled, feeling the water churn around us. Stockman howled in pain as the water began to circle us and put pressure onto his robotic body. The water simply flowed around me, doing no harm to me. I strained, begging the water to put more pressure on the struggling body, but it seemed like the water wasn't in my favor today.
Stockman grabbed my face and squeezed, making me loose control of my breath. I gasped, taking in water as he rocketed us towards the surface. As soon as we were on land, Stockman threw me across the room. Growling, he picked up a section of the brick wall and tossed it in my direction.
"Katie!" Leo screamed, as all the turtles rushed to my side. There was so much dust in the air and I felt a few bricks pressing down on my body. I winced, turning and shoving a single, yet heavy brick off my thigh.
"I'll be happy to finish you off personally." I heard Stockman shout and the noise of metal hitting flesh rang in the air. I heard Casper's pained moan and I know that Stockman must have hurt him too. I heard the sound of Raph being hit, and I felt my temper flare. I quickly shoved as many bricks off me as fast as I could and shakily stood. I was covered in wounds once more, and my legs felt like jelly.
I need a vacation.
"I can't tell how many times you meddlesome freaks robbed me of my revenge when I was working for The Shredder." Stockman said, and I heard the pained noise of Mikey's moan. Oh hell no, robot freak isn't going to hurt my boys any more.
"But this time..nothing will stop me!" Stockman laughed.
"Delicata tempestas." I growled, feeling the wind shift around me. The wind swept through the old subway station, blowing away the dust that kept me from seeing. I snarled, seeing Stockman holding a limp Mikey up in the air by his possibly twisted wrist.
"THE SHREDDER." A booming voice called, Leatherhead appearing out of nowhere and grabbing onto Stockman's arm. "YOU WORKED FOR THE SHREDDER?"
"HE WAS THE UTROMS MOST HATED ENEMY!" Leatherhead howled, grabbing the robot's throat. "You weren't intending to help me build the transmat, you used me!" Leatherhead said, shaking the robot back and forth.
"Excuse me." I said, interrupting the large croc from biting Stockman's head off. I knew with the extent of his injuries, Leatherhead wouldn't last long in a fight against the metal man.
"What do you want, you inferior creature? Another behind kicking?" Stockman growled, keeping one eye on the large croc.
"Actually, since you're back onto our side ,Leatherhead, you could use a little help." I said, rocking back and forth on my heels.
"Sanitatem caligo." I said, pursing my lips and blowing a kiss towards Leatherhead. A green mist came from my lips, swirling around the large croc. Some of the cuts closed up, and the deeper looking cuts slowly began to stop bleeding. Leatherhead stood a little taller and his skin looked more like his natural skin tone. His eyes were wide in amazement, but he sent me a large, toothy smile. He began pulverizing Stockman, tossing him around the room like a rag doll. Just as the large croc threw the robot down for the second time, Stockman rolled away.
"Very well then...you pathetic freaks can all perish together, and this little witch-whore of yours." Stockman said, grabbing a large tank of gas.
"Believe me, I'm doing evolution a favor by eradicating any hopes of procreation." Stockman said, sounding disgusted and throwing the tank of gas into some old beams. As the tank hit the beams, a large explosion went off and a small fire erupted. Casper crawled from some rubble by the pool of water and covered me with his body.
"Look out!" Donnie cried, pointing up to the ceiling. Right above Casper and I, there was a large fissure in the bricks. Leatherhead sprang into action, holding the ceiling up with his hands.
"Leatherhead!" I shouted from underneath Casper. I crawled myself free and set myself up for another healing spell.
"Dirige in sanguine." I said, watching all the bleeding wounds dry up. Since blood was a liquid, I was able to direct it's flow and tell the liquid to stay away from the wounds and keep circling around the body.
"Sanitatem caligo." I shouted, watching more of the cuts disappear.
"We gotta get outta here now!" Leo shouted, sending Raph and Mikey to help Casper up. I was quickly snatched off of my feet by Leo, and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Leatherhead, come with us!" Donnie shouted over the noise of the collapsing tunnel. Leo kept running, Raph, Mikey and Casper already a few feet ahead of us.
"Donnie!" I screamed, letting go of Leo and clawing to get over his shoulder. Leo hissed and held me tighter as I tried to leap from his shoulders and grab at Donnie, who was trying to convince Leatherhead to come with us.
"DONNIE!" I screamed, tears running down my face. Leatherhead was shaking his head no, and wanted to stay in the crumbling building. Leo shot a look over his shoulder, tensing up at the sight of the still techno turtle.
"DONATELLO, GET OVER HERE! C'MON!" Leo shouted, holding onto my scrambling form. I had to get to Donnie, I had to get him out of there. I tried to call my powers, but all I felt was a burning sensation. I must have overused my powers tonight, and I needed them the most right now! Donnie began to run just as large pieces of concrete began to rain down in the tunnel.
Just as we all escaped from the subway station and into the watery tunnel, the whole station collapsed in on itself.
"Poor Leatherhead.." Donnie said, looking at the debris.
"Can you imagine..being that alone." Casper whispered, shooting me a knowing look. I guess Henry must have told him more about my childhood, but I wasn't mad about it. I smiled at the large yellow lizard, and he gave me back an understanding smile. The turtles smiled at each other and turned to stare back at the collapsed subway.
"Things might get hard sometimes, but we always have each other." Donnie said, smiling at us. I smiled back but quickly took a quick right jab at Donnie's face. My knuckles smashed against his right cheek bone and Donnie stumbled back, more out of shock than actual pain.
"You suicidal son of a bitch..I..I thought you were gonna.." I said, shaking my hand as it stung lightly. Donnie clutched at his cheek, his eyes wide. Slowly, he smiled and his brown eyes softened. Casper chuckled and started walking back towards the Lair.
"Ce n'est pas grave." Donnie whispered, his hand leaving his cheek and skimming my own. "Vous vous inquiétez pas trop pour une si petite créature."
I got a little bit of that, this brainiac just called me a small creature! Still annoyed and unswayed by his melt-y romantic words, I lightly smacked his hand away from my cheek. Donnie looked down at me, eyes glowing with a sense of..contentment.
"Procréation...Avec notre chance, il ne serait pas possible." He shook his head, a strange glimmer in his eyes. He turned and motioned for us to follow him. I understood the first part of that one and my eyes were wide. Raph chuckled at my reaction and nudged my side.
"C'mon..,home." He said, tugging on my tattered shirt sleeve.
"Why don't cha do that healin' stuff on you?" Raph said, eyeing my bloody form. I sighed, feeling my eyes beginning to droop.
"Too tired. Just wanna sleep." I mumbled, leaning most of my weight onto my red banded boyfriend. I felt the other's around me, giving me a lulling sense of peace and security.
"It's alright, just sleep then." Mikey whispered and I felt Raph scoop me up into his arms. I nuzzled into the crook of his shoulder, feeling Raph's steady steps lead us back to the lair. I heard the others murmuring, but I couldn't make too much out.
I need a recorder for the conversations that are going on when I'm incoherent.
I woke up to someone lightly shaking my shoulder. I'd had another of those strange random flashes in my dreams. I kept getting strange clips and pictures of a highway. I felt sore, and looking down at myself I couldn't help but notice that all my wounds were wrapped up. No doubt Donnie's doing. I felt...un-alone in the room and I turned onto my uninjured side to see Mikey, who had a small smile on his face.
"Hey babe." He whispered, running his knuckles along my cheek. I hummed, nuzzling his knuckles and looking up at him.
"What time is it?" I yawned, managing to sit up on the couch. Mikey laughed, handing me the remote.
"It's 8 o'clock. We're going out to patrol, but don't worry! Donnie's staying here to do his sciency crap on those underground crystals." Mikey rolled his eyes, peering towards Donnie's laboratory. "Watch him, he hasn't been sleeping so well."
"He's still going for that cure.." I said to myself, watching as Mikey nodded.
"I don't think he's getting too close to the cure." Mikey said, and was interrupted by the sound of something clanging in the sewer tunnel. "Leo and Raph are off in the pipes waiting for me. We'll see you later babe." Mikey said, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. My eyes fluttered closed and wrapped my arms around his neck. We separated and looked into each others orbs for a moment. Another round of banging from the sewer had Mikey flipping towards the door, blowing me another kiss.
I stretched my limbs out, feeling the dull throb of my healing body. My wounds from the fight with the mystery ninja had healed, as well as most of my wounds from the fight with The Shredder. The wound from my sternum to navel was still very pink, but had closed over nicely. My side was healed over, but was scarred horribly. My arms and legs were dotted with fresh scars and band-aids.
All in all, I felt good for someone who looked like one big scar. I wasn't sure how long I laid on the couch and just...thrived. I managed to slump myself on the aged couch a few moments after I heard a hollow thunk coming from the lab. I managed to drag my rubber-like body to the scary laboratory to see what my genius boy friend was doing.
Donnie was fast asleep, slumped over his work desk and seemingly in the throes of a rather interesting dream. Donnie was groaning in his sleep, his three fingers twitching like he was grabbing at something. I leaned against the doorway, watching as Donnie acted like a little puppy while he slept. The purple banded turtle mumbled something, but I couldn't quite hear it. I stepped closer, kneeling down to Donnie's side.
"Uh...ah..Sydney." Donnie moaned, his head rolling from side to side.
Blinking, I gaped at the purple banded genius.
"D-Donnie?" I again, prodding at his tense shoulder. He groaned, shrugging away from my touch.
"Ohh..Sydney..wait...wait.." Donnie moaned again, his fingers reaching out like they were grabbing something. Stunned, I swung out my hand to thwack Donnie's head. His forehead bounced off his work table with a thud and Donnie jumped to an upright position.
"Katie? What the shell?" Donnie questioned, rubbing his head and wincing. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared the genius down.
"Nice dreams?" I tried to ask as nicely as I could, but some venom managed to seep into my tone. Donnie looked flabbergasted for a moment, rubbing his eyes hastily.
"No, but now that you mention it, I did have this weird dream about Syd-"
"Oh yes. I know. Having sex dreams about some freaky blue acid spitter!" I hissed out, squaring my shoulders. Don gagged on air, somehow managing to fall out of his chair.
"W-what? Are you hallucinating?" Donnie coughed, lifting himself to his feet.
"Oh no. I heard you moaning her name! Pervert!" I cried, turning from him and marching out of the lab. Donnie scrambled after me, blabbering excuses.
"Katie, please just listen! Sydney was in the dream, but it was more of a calling. She was calling me to find her and there was this white mist and-" Donnie said, flailing his hands around.
"Don't give me the hoochie details Donnie! I don't care!" I shouted, running into the bathroom and locking the door behind me. I heard him sigh, mutter a 'whatever' and slowly stalk away from the door. I pressed my back against the cracked wood and slid down to the floor.
This sucks.
"What do you mean "stay here"? I wanna go to the underground city too!" I whined, stomping my foot and looking up at the large castle. We were all parked out Opar's castle in the Battle Shell, and apparently I was being dropped off like a pre-schooler. Since our fight last night, Donnie and I hadn't talked too much to each other.
"It means: stay. Here." I heard Raph chuckle, shooting me a playful look. Donnie and Leo didn't look so happy and they said nothing, just crossed their arms over their plastrons.
"No. You're not healed up from a few nights ago. You're going up to that castle and spending some time properly learning about your powers from your mother." Donnie said, using his stone cold poker face. Leo said nothing, just nodded emotionally.
"You're just trying to send me off so you can see your weird, acid-spitting dream girl." I hissed out, glaring at Donnie. Donnie sputtered out short denials, but I had heard him last night. He'd only denied it once, then told me 'whatever' and walked off.
That's practically a confession right there.
Leo lifted his arm and pointed towards the large, wooden door. I scowled at the two turtles, stuck out my tongue, snatched my magic book from Leo's hands and stomped angrily to the door. I waved to Mikey and Raph, who were waving frantically back. I give Leo and Donnie quick glares. How dare that coffee addict hump someone in his sleep and how dare Fearless try to treat me like a baby.
I kicked the large wooden door instead of knocking and hunched over, waiting for impending doom to answer my call. I heard the Battle Shell rumble and pull away and knew I was utterly alone. As soon as I heard the van speed past the old gate, I dove away from the front door and rolled into the bushes just as Jinnah answered the door.
Perfect timing.
The beauteous girl glanced around the stoop, shrugged her shoulders and closed the door. Chuckling in victory, I stuffed my magic book into my back pack and started to sneak away from the towering castle. Humming the mission impossible theme to myself I quickly found myself walking the packed streets of Tribeca. I felt my frustrations slowly start to slide off me.
Planning on stopping at somewhere for some food and then heading on home, I found a cute little New Zealand style restaurant. Smiling at the girl working the register, I ordered some food to go and then sat down to wait. I swung my feet underneath me, my feet barley touching the ground.
"Hello."
Lifting my eyes up, I spied a large man standing before me. He was very tall, with tanned skin and light brown eyes, but that's not what had caught my attention, oh no. It was the black curls and swirls of ink that had been permanently pierced into his face.
"Hi." I said weakly, surprised by the amount of ink on his face.
"I've never seen you here." He said, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
"Yeah, first time here. You work here?" I asked, seeing the dirtied apron knotted around his waist. He laughed, running his hand over his short, black hair.
"Yes, as a cook. So tell me, you free?" He asked casually and flirtatiously, smiling at me. I blushed, but shook my head.
"I'm...taken. Very much so." I said, refraining from the phrase 'Yeah, I have four boyfriends'.
"Shame. You're the first girl that hasn't been horrified at my face." He laughed, scratching his cheek.
"Horrified isn't the right word. Well...kinda. Only horrified because that must have hurt like a bitch." I said awkwardly, just imagining all those needles piercing my face made me cringe.
"This is a tradition of my people. Maori tattooing, and yes, it was very painful." The large man laughed, sitting across the table from me. "I never caught your name Miss..?"
"Kate."
"Ah. I'm Alex."
"Nice to meet'cha." I smiled awkwardly up at the large man.
"ORDER NUMBER 20!"
"That's me. Later, Alex." I made my quick get away, grabbing my brown bag at the counter and quickly dashed out the door. I had walked maybe two or three blocks when I heard Alex call my name. I turned around to see the giant man jogging towards me, panting a little as he stopped before me.
"Sorry, but I never asked, are you Mike's little sister?" Alex asked, wiping a little bit of sweat from his brow.
"Mike..?" I asked cautiously.
"Mike Koniaris, he was actually my trainer at the gym awhile back." Alex said. "They have pictures of you all hung up in the front entrance." He laughed.
"Oh god, that old picture of us in fifth grade!" I let my guard down, laughing loudly.
"The one where Mike's a pumpkin, Henry's a rabbit and you're a fairy." Alex laughed, his grin widening.
"Yeeesss!" I laughed, holding my stomach because I was laughing so hard. I had let my guard down, I hadn't noticed that Alex had slowly maneuvered us towards a slightly desolate street and right in front of a dead end alley.
"I actually need you to tell Mike something for me!" Alex said, wiping at his drenching forehead. Why was he so damn sweaty?
"What?"
Something flat and heavy smashed against the top of my head. I felt blood trickle down my face and into my eyes. My body seemed to freeze and I slowly watched as my line of vision tunneled and I was on the ground. I faintly smelt the scent of car fumes and felt someone lifting me up into a car floor.
"She's still awake." I heard someone grunt. I was on my stomach in what I guessed was the floor of a car. The rug smelt like carpet cleaner and was so soft. I pressed my throbbing forehead into the plush carpet and moaned in pain. That same flat instrument hit me against the skull again, instantly knocking me out.
Ce n'est pas grave: It does not matter.
Vous vous inquiétez pas trop pour une si petite créature: You worry too much for such a small creature.
Procréation...Avec notre chance, il ne serait pas possible: Procreation..with our luck, it would not be possible.
Pressura protero: pressure crunch.
Sanitatemcaligo: Healing mist
Dirigeinsanguine: Direct the blood
