Chapter 16
Chapter 16
6:40 a.m.

Morning. The dawn of a new day was reaching the western part of the woods. The skies showed gorgeous purples and blues with small clouds wanting to start a downpour on the earth. Only a nuisance rain was the start of any outsiders trying to find shelter in a hurry. Two travelers appeared out of the maze of trees and shrubbery.

"Sir, we should return to headquarters-"

Beep, beep.....beep.....

"Hold, that thought, Jesse. Yes. Mm, mm. No, no luck. Right. Over." Bob scratched his temple and pushed the walkie antenna down with an open palm, resuming both hands on the reins. "Must be psychic, kid. That was headquarters."

"They want us to call it a night, I bet. There's been no sign of Kelvin in the woods, and there's been no reports of anyone seeing him. We should do what they ask."

"Right, kid." Bob nodded, looking to Jesse strangely.

Jesse continued. "I hope that group of people returned home safely. Being out in the wilderness all by themselves with an escaped convict. Not a good combination in my book."

Bob shook his head. "I just wished I had the chance to question them further. Why they were out that late. Where they were going. It can be dangerous walking around these parts during the witching hour. Everyone knows that there's supernatural forces within these woods."

"Now, don't start talking about that stuff again." Jesse shuddered.

"What stuff?"

"About witches, vampires and werewolves. Even little green aliens. They don't exist."

"Oh, they exist." Bob nodded. "You just choose not to believe in such things. I for one, believe in werewolves especially."

"Why is that?"

"Because one lives out here. I've seen him."

Jesse grinned. "Bullshit!"

"No, wolf shit, but he doesn't know the difference." Bob chuckled slightly.

"Who is he?"

"I'm not at liberty to say."

"Not even me?"

"'Fraid not, boy. His identity has to be a well-kept secret."

"A local around here?"

Bob looked to him. "Boy, you ask too many questions. And that can get you into trouble."

"I'm a forest ranger. It's my sworn duty to know everything and everyone out here."

"What's that?" Bob interrupted and pulled on the reins. On the ground next to the hoof tracks was a fresh pattern of what appeared to be-

"Dog tracks?" Jesse suggested. "There are a lot of dogs out in these parts."

"Yes, and so are wolves." Bob spoke gloomy. He dismounted his horse to have a better glance, not seeing Jesse roll his eyes.

"The tracks continue down the path and stop here." Jesse hunched over and slowly walked along until he stopped at a ditch. "I wonder if they're tracking down this field of grass."

While they examined the tracks, someone started to climb up a slope onto the opposite side of main road. A short, heavily dressed figure carrying a small child in it's arms walked up toward the path. Puffing a breath, the figure paused to watch the two men and groaned.

Damn. First wolves, now this.

Leonardo sighed. He knew he needed their help but did not want his face to be seen. The horses grunted, giving him an idea. He approached closer, noticing he was breaking every rule of stealth in the ninja code. Still, they never caught sight of him. It was too easy. But it had to be done. He inched toward one side of the horses whom snorted questionably to him. Shadow was hoisted up carefully and placed at the head of the saddle. If she were awake, she would have been totally thrilled to ride a horse for the second time in her short life. Leo mounted on next, never once taking his eyes off the two men.

"I'll bring it back. I promise." He mumbled quietly.

Stealing. Another ninja code that he loathed more than anything. Jesse heard his horse neigh loudly as he looked up to see it galloping away.

"Hey....HEY! Someone's stealing my horse!" Jesse started to chase after but realized he couldn't outrun him. "Come back! HEY!"

"Jesse...Jesse...Come on! We'll try to catch him!" Bob beckoned him to his horse.

Leonardo's heart thudded heavily in his panting chest. His eyes began to tear from the cool air rushing furiously against them. He blinked and squinted the excess water out, feeling it slide down his cold, exposed cheeks. Was it the air stinging his eyes? Or his emotions getting the worst of him? Shadow's body rattled precariously beneath him, yet remained as still as a corpse. One hand held both reins tightly as the other attempted to keep her from falling off. The sound of the hoofs clomping deafened his ears from hearing her release a quiet breath into his coat. Keeping watching of the road also diverted his attention from catching her tiny fingers twitch on the horn of the saddle.

"Almost there. Just...got...to hang on." He looked down. Nothing. "I...can see it."

The small town was several yards from view. Leonardo didn't realize he gave a small cry of relief as he made his way into the deserted streets. The horse commanded to slow down when Leo tugged slightly on the reins. His transportation looked awkwardly out of place when he reached the area of parked cars along the sidewalks. The hospital was located on the opposite end of town with the emergency entrance located around on the other side.

Pausing, he got the horse to a stand still and stared up at the monumental sight.

"This is where we took Mike when he got injured. I hope that one nurse is still here."

Leonardo dismounted and lifted Shadow gently off into his shaking arms. He was still trying to get over what he did. Stealing a horse. There was another one right beside it. They had time to catch up and could be finding him within minutes. The horse started to wander around slowly, confused to it's new surroundings.

"No, no...."

Leo rested Shadow on a nearby bench and swung the reins over the horse's head to tie it to something. Without knowing in his haste, he tied the horse to the bar of an old woman's walker before rushing back to Shadow's side and bringing her in. The woman's eyes widened to the horse as it shook it's head to her.

"Oh, my....heavens..." She mumbled.

Leonardo rushed through the empty halls, looking left to right. The lobby appeared in no time where a woman sat filing her nails.

"Hey, I need help! Please, she's hurt!"

The woman glanced up, did a double take and rushed to the phone, alerting the emergency staff. It all happened so fast. The woman stood up, giving him looks, but quickly turned her attention to Shadow. Her hands brushed the child all around, feeling and carefully examining the wounds. In no time, the ER team emerged and Leo was surrounded by doctors on all sides. Shadow was quickly pulled away by someone and then two more helped stretch her limp body on a gurney that came from out of nowhere. Everyone was talking at once.

"How long ago did it happen?" "Where else is she hurt?" "Has her status changed recently?" "Are you her father?"

The questions were thrown from every direction but the answers never came up. Leonardo shrugged mostly, along with "Erm. Well. Um..." Nobody waited for him to speak. Soon, she was wheeled away down another long hall toward two large swinging doors marked in big red letters, "Emergency Room." The woman whom was sitting at the desk, slowly approached Leo and tapped his shoulder, handing him a clipboard with a pen attached to it.

"Excuse me, but...we need to get some information from you, please."

Leonardo nodded and turned to find a seat- POW! Something struck him very hard, causing him to drop the clipboard and almost hit the ground.

"We need to get some information of our own. Outside." Leo felt his shoulders getting grabbed. The woman returned to her own seat before looking up to see two forest rangers standing at the entrance.

"Can I help you, officers?" She asked with both eyebrows raised. Leonardo looked to her. No! Help me!

"That's alright ma'am." Bob said. "We got what we came for."

Leonardo was escorted out the twin doors to the front of the hospital. He disliked the two officers holding him like a criminal. In all his years, all his human encounters, it was this time that the tables were turned. Bob clutched his arm while Jesse rested his hand upon his back, making him feel uneasy. Jesse stopped and turned his attention to his horse, still tied to the old woman's walker. The woman, whom grown tired of having an animal tied to it, was found sitting on the bench, shaking her head.

"He came from out of nowhere." Her voice trembled. "I didn't have the strength-"

"It's all right, ma'am....all right." Jesse said soothingly as he removed the reins. He held back the giggles that attempted to slip from his lips. Leo and Bob stood watching the scene. "Did he tell you who he was?"

"No-o-o!" The woman looked hurt. "Never seen before him before in my life."

"We've got the situation under control now, ma'am. You can go back inside."

The woman nodded and slowly made her way, pursing her lips at Leo as she passed by him. Leo heard Bob grunt and looked up to him.

"You must have been in a hurry to dispose of the animal?"

"Look, that was unintentional-"

"Yeah, I'm sure it was." Leonardo stared hard at Bob. This was someone he was sure to hate the minute he laid eyes on him.

"Uh, I don't appreciate you taking my horse." Jesse said. "But...I'm glad to see it's okay."

"Normally, I'd arrest people on the spot for stealing something that doesn't belong to them." Bob started, sounding very professional. "But, in this case, seeing as where you took my partner's horse, I have reason to believe that you have a good excuse for us."

Leonardo looked up to both of them, their bodies hovering over him.

"I needed transportation to town." He muffled.

"To the hospital?" Jesse added, looking up to the building.

"Yes."

"Why?" Bob demanded.

"My ne-" Leo paused and looked to the both of them. "I found a lost child in the woods. She was weak and needed medical attention."

"I see." Bob started to circle him with one hand resting on his chin. "And...you expect us to believe that?"

Leo gritted his teeth. "Why else would I steal a horse and bring it all the way out here? Out to a hospital, no less."

"For sport?" Bob crossed his arms. "Attention? You know, a lot of kids-"

"I'm not a kid."

"Whatever. A lot of people like to mess with us. The 'enforcers of the law'." He did quotations with his two fingers. "I've had my horse stolen many times by the yokels around here. Taken away to the strangest places and left for dead."

"The horse would have been left here. At the hospital." Leo turned and gestured to the building. "I assure you it wouldn't have died."

"I still don't believe...." Bob's voice drifted as he glanced to Jesse.

"I give you my word." Leo spoke coolly but was boiling with anger inside.

Jesse leaned his head to try and see his face. It was swaddled in a hat and heavy scarf with the coat buttoned all the way up to the neck line.

"You're not from around here, are you?"

"Yes, I'm afraid some answers might help." Bob pulled out his notepad and pen. Leo rolled his eyes under the mask. Great. More questioning. "What's your name?"

"My whereabouts as well as my identity will remain anonymous."

"Really?" Bob looked skeptical. "We usually know everyone in this town. No one is ever secretive to us. It's true, we have had strange happenings occur in this town, have an escaped convict on the loose..." As Bob talked, Leonardo scanned every inch of both of them. On Jesse, he noticed the third button of his uniform was loose. Another shirt was visible underneath with the words 'F' 'U' and something else stitched on the breast pocket. He said nothing but nodded to his every word. He then noticed Jesse was slowly walking behind him. He's seen this act before. They were moving in to cuff him. The casual way. "....and we've seen such creatures as the fictitious werewolves, which is supposedly not fictitious anymore-"

"What are you going to do with me?" Leo finally asked. "You got your horse back. We have nothing more to discuss."

"On the contrary..." Bob snapped his head to Jesse whom quickly flipped Leo's hat off, revealing his green, cuballish head to them.

"Hey-" Leo spun around to Jesse's shocked face.

"I'd say we'd need plenty of explaining here. Get him!"

Jesse attempted to grab his arms but Leonardo swiftly moved away, sliding his foot under him. Jesse groaned and hit the ground while Bob lunged for him. Leo felt a sudden pain as the overbearing weight landed upon his body. Those menacing arms once again found a grip to his shoulders. This would soon be causing a scene witnessed from any passer-by that happened to notice an officer tangling with an usual creature with a green head.

"Get...OFF!" Leo pulled the same stunt he did earlier with the wolf by kicking with both feet into the stomach of his attacker. Bob's body bent into a painful-looking L-shape before being somersaulted overhead into the nearby gutter. Leo rolled and leapt up to his feet just as Jesse started to approach him from the back. Arms extended, he wasn't prepared for the mutant to take them by surprise and flip him over his body where he too landed near the awaiting gutter.

"Get him! Get that freak!" Bob shouted to anyone whom heard him. People were too scared to do anything but stared dumbfounded. Jesse reached for his communicator, clicking it on with shaky hands.

"This is Jesse. Yes. Get over here, now. I'm located near the hospital in town. Mm, hmm. I saw something you'd be interested in. That's right. We were attacked by some weird-looking green alien. Yes, he was. Saw him with my own eyes." Jesse started to sit up, shaking his head as he looked to Leonardo running away from them. "Makes a believer out of anyone, I guess. No, uh sorry, I was talking to myself. Yes, gather as many of your men as you can and make your way towards town. Right. Over."

Jesse sighed and looked to Bob whom stared at him in shock.

"That....wasn't headquarters, was it?"

"No, sir." Jesse buttoned his top buttons. "It wasn't."

Leonardo started at a fast run back to woods, stealing a side glance to the hospital.

"The war's just beginning. I'll be back, Shadow. I swear it."

Casey, in wolf form, was running through a dark, thick patch of evergreens, the sounds of guns going off all around him. He took deep breaths, panting with his lolling tongue hanging out. He was with the pack, wolves that seemed friendly. One in particular ran at his side, a diamond-shaped patch of fur stuck out between her eyes.

"Di, help me!"

Di said nothing but continued to run. Casey also ran until he saw an unknown creature facing him. It had yellow eyes like a wolf but looked far more than a mortal being. It leapt out off a high branch and threw Casey to the ground. The two rolled around and around, kicking up dirt and snow. Di stopped and looked back, jumping in to help....which one? Casey smiled on the outside as his wolf friend started attacking the creature. Gunshots scared it away, leaving Casey and Di to lie quietly, both panting frantically. Di limped over to him and began licking his wounds. It hurt but felt good all the same. Di growled lovingly and pounced on top of him. The two rolled and nipped each other with affection. Casey, on the bottom, stared up at the beautiful sight. The brightness of the moon made her diamond patch glow like a huge star in the blackened sky above. Yes, even in the moonlight, she was very gorgeous. He craned his head closer to steal a lick kiss but as he reached her-

BANG!!!

There was movement all around. Di whimpered and fell on top of him, causing blood to seep down on Casey and the ground around them.

Noooooooooooo!!!

Casey spun around to see someone standing there, holding a smoking rifle. The bullet hit dead center. Direct hit. More like, a diamond hit.

"Casey, come on. Casey....right now."

But all Casey did was whine and howl. At the bright moon. Which suddenly started to dim.

"Casey....Casey! CASEY!!"

Casey sat up in a rage, dropping pillows all over. A bedroom light clicked on, flooding the room with illumination. Casey squinted and shook his head. A man he had seen before stood near the lamp switch, then quickly rushed to his side.

"Casey, are you okay? You were having a nightmare."

"Ja....Jack!"

"Right. It's me!"

"Yes, it's you! YOU!"

Jack blinked and was taken back by that reply.

'Yeah, um, it is me."

"You....killed her."

"What? What are you talking about?"

Casey jumped up, seeing he was dressed in a billowy poet's shirt and sweats. These were not his clothes. How did he end up at Jack's house? Casey rounded on him, still out of it, and pointed an accusing finger.

"Di."

"What?"

"Di!"

"Di? I don't know what you mean. Except that you mentioned something like that before you passed out-"

"You killed her."

"Excuse me?"

"You shot her dead. I saw you do it."

Jack stood up and approached him. Casey backed against the wall, still pointing.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I have not killed anyone. No one called Di, that is."

"What is going on, Jack? Bud-DY? How did I get here and....and....why do I have this sudden urge to take a leak on a tree?"

That lightened the mood. Jack laughed and sat down on the bed, shaking his head.

"Sit down, Casey. I have to tell you something." Casey crossed his arms. "You just experienced your first night. This may take awhile for you to get used to it." Casey edged around the bed to sit at the desk chair, watching Jack closely. "Look, I'm not your enemy. I know what you've gone through and I want to help you."

"How do you know what I've gone through?" He growled.

"Because, my friend. I'm one of them, too."

"How is she doing?" April watched overhead. Splinter and Michaelangelo sat on the floor with Jemina, a cat about ready to give birth to a litter of kittens. Splinter sat at the back end like an expectant ball catcher and Mike rested on his knees at the front, caressing her cheeks and ears. It seemed to ease her suffering.

"The time is getting closer." Splinter said softly. "I am afraid she is fully dilated and is ready to give birth."

Kate loomed over Raphael's shoulder while he prepared steaming towels at the sink.

"You can't have it too hot. You don't want to burn her."

He looked up with a side-way glance.

"Ask me how many times I've done this again, huh?"

"I- I don't mean to criticize, I'm just saying-"

"I know what you're saying. And you don't hafta."

Raphael squeezed the excess water on the towel so tightly, his hands briefly changed to a lighter shade of green, then turned back to normal when he relaxed them. Kate observed this, knowing she was pissing him off and decided to leave his side. She only stopped half way when she heard the sound of alarms blaring off outside and inside the room.

"What's that noise?"

"An alarm, what else?!" Raphael said quickly. "That could only mean-"

"Someone's escaped!" Everyone's heart skipped a beat as Michaelangelo spoke those words.

"What?!" April and Kate both said at the same time.

Raphael stood up with a quick stretch from being hunched over and motioned them away from the front door.

"This way, girls..."

April clutched his shoulder. "But-"

"In the broom closet, now!"

Michaelangelo hastily shoved Jemina as gently as he could back into her cage. She whined and hissed with claws swiping to his hands.

"Careful, Michaelangelo!" Splinter pointed while picking up the bloodied towels and following Raph.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry...." He whispered to her. Jemina mowed to him, making his face crinkle with sorrow.

The alarms echoed all over, in each part of the building. Men were scouting everywhere, including room 4. April shoved Kate and Raph pushed her from behind into the small room. Kate sucked in her stomach and inched her way to the very back where she felt something prickly pull on her hair. Turning to face whatever it was, she let out a huge screech.

"Hush!" April covered her mouth. "What is wro- Eeeeeeeek!"

Raphael hushed April next, rolling his eyes.

"Damn it, girls! Shut the hell up! It's not even real!"

Hanging above their heads was a dangling and almost realistic-looking, skeleton. Kate felt so dumb when Raph gave her the 'give me a break!' expression. She ducked around the thing till she could walk no further. The small space made it difficult to breathe and move around freely. If she could, she'd be through the wall just to be away from the skeletal figure.

"Raph-"

His wide hand silenced Kate's small lips while the other raised one finger to his mouth. April was motioned to stand beside Kate to allow the rest of the group to squeeze in. Michaelangelo stepped through next with the cage in hand. Jemina continued to cry inside her crammed entrapment. She didn't know what to think when being the presence of two green mutants, a large rat (that she was supposed to be the enemy to), and two scared women. Klunk was well used to strange people as that.

"Mmmoww...."

"Shhh!" Mike inched further away from the door. Splinter entered last with his hand slowly turning the doorknob to a close.

Raphael tapped the girls shoulders before passing Mike and reaching Splinter's side. A slight nod from his sensei, the group was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Breathe through your nose, girls." Michaelangelo whispered in the dark. "It causes less sound."

Kate almost stopped breathing while April nodded to the invisible figure and took in slow, deep breaths into her nostrils.

"Check this room." "Thought I heard someone." "In there. Right here."

At the bottom of the door, shadows of feet were seen walking dangerously close to where they stood.

"Should we check the closet?"

"We should."

"Open it. Arms ready..."

"Not good." Michaelangelo whispered.

"No. Not good." Raphael looked to Splinter in the dark. Even though he couldn't see his face, he knew fear was written all over it.

Donatello and Lark had to find refuge as well. Everyone was a suspect now that someone was on the loose. Troops were storming down all the halls and passages. The running had to stop for a moment. Don slipped behind a heavy, thick curtain with Lark in front of him, blocking view of his entire body. A group of guards passed by, the last one stopping in his tracks to stare at her.

"Lark?"

"Um, hi...." She looked to his bosom. "Perry."

"Fancy meeting you here."

Lark gestured the area. "I'm all over. Um, your group went down that way."

"I know they did." Perry walked over with rifle in hand. "I was just wondering why you were here and not in your room. Everyone is required to stay at their posts."

"Perry, I don't have time to chit-chat."

"On the contrary, I do have the time to ask you a few things."

"Please, Perry. I can't.... I need to find-"

"No, you need to help me out here." Perry stepped closer to Lark, almost breathing down her neck. Donatello climbed carefully on the pane and pressed against the window, forming small puffs of steam on the glass. He gestured around her. "You know we have two escaped prisoners on the loose."

Duh! "What was your first clue?" Lark said sarcastically as she got quiet to allow him to hear the ear-shattering alarms going off.

"The prisoner's cages were in your room. Your examinations department." He told her with a pointed finger. "And if memory serves me, you were the one that also had the key in your possession." Lark felt the padlock was still in her pocket.

"You don't think that I would let them go. Do you?" A small movement behind her made her frown but remain steady.

"That's what we want to find out. We checked out your room and by the looks of it, there were no signs of any struggle." She nodded as he talked. "The only way they could have escaped is by you releasing them."

"Perry, I wouldn't have let them escape, knowing damn well it would cost me my job and maybe my life."

"So, then tell me. How did it happen?"

Lark's eyes moved to her side where Donatello hid within the curtains.

"The Wolfman attacked me. Plain and simple. I opened the cage to give him his hourly injection and he pounced on me, knocking me to the ground and escaping out through the open door.

"And the mutant?"

"I don't know what happened to the mutant. He's probably long gone just like the Wolfman. Tell your friends that."

"Lark..."

"What, Perry?" She spoke his name with annoyance.

"Injection. Injections....equals...weakness, vulnerability, and lack of power of control."

"Yes, but it depends on the what drugs I used and what side effects they had, Perry-"

"He was weak, damnit! Weak when we brought him in and weak when you had him locked up! Both were weak and could not have gotten got How the hell did they have the strength, Lark? Tell, me! I want the truth!"

Donatello looked skyward and smiled. You can't handle the truth!

"There's nothing to tell! Look, he just did, alright! I can't explain it! He was on the drugs I gave him but he obviously still had enough strength to get past me and escape. The mutant was just as strong. I didn't know he would react the way he did!"

"Well, damn it! You should have known!" Perry spat and leaned forward, almost smothering her and Don into the wall. "You're a goddamn scientist, no, a student in training...." Lark scowled to that. ".....who is supposed to take little notes and keep track of any changes made of the test subjects! By letting not one, but TWO prisoners escape, you are not doing what you're supposed to do! Harris will have your head for this big screw-up you caused!"

Lark pushed him away with a shout. With Don at her back, he could feel her taking in a huge breath as if ready to strike him. With words.

"How dare you! You are nothing but a guard with no real scientific intelligence whatsoever! You can't tell me what to do around here! My notes and my progress are for my use only. AND I'll have you know, Harris would have your head for letting him and the mutant out of your sight. It is your job to guard the facility and my job to experiment within it. I don't have to answer to no one but to the person in charge of this whole goddamn circus! And that person is Harris!"

"Then, as my job, I'll escort you to him right now." Perry pulled her from the window toward himself. Donatello sucked in his breath, causing the curtain to sway. "Now.....hey...what the hell? Did you see that?"

"Perry....what-"

"What was that?"

"What was what? I don't see anything." Lark looked around, finding her words to be useless. Perry started to walk toward the curtain.

"The curtain. Didn't you see it move?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Perry faced the curtain and stared hard at it. Don stared right back, not moving or even breathing.

Perry went to throw the drape aside but Lark stopped him.

"Perry, you're wasting your time! You need to be with your group."

"I need to do my job, now step aside!"

"I'm telling you, there's nothing there!"

Perry looked to her for a few seconds, then the window. It stopped moving. He watched her reaction which turned to horror when he raised his rifle to Don's middle.

"Nothing, huh?" He lowered his eye along the view of the gun's barrel, aiming at point blank. "If that's true, then the only thing that will happen is the sound of glass breaking."

Lark swallowed deeply. "Perry, don't. Don't do it. Perry...."

Oh no. Not again. Donatello gulped and shut his eyes.

BANG!

.....

"Noooo!"

Glass shards flew in every direction. Lark ducked away with arms shielding her face. The kick of the rifle sent Perry backwards into the other wall with a thud. Looking up, there were no signs of blood or guts anywhere. Both walked over to take a closer look. Perry threw the shredded curtains aside, making Lark wince. All that was seen was a blown out window with bits of glass around the edges and broken wood.

"Hmm...."

"Damnit, Perry, you could have killed someone..." She glanced to the window. "Outside! Your men may be out scouting the premises!"

"Then, they would have been hit by something, wouldn't they?" He spoke casually.

"You're a monster, Perry."

"A monster doing his job."

"Fuck your job."

Perry swiped across her face with a closed hand. Right below the cheekbone.

"Bitch! There are monsters on the loose and you're probably responsible for it! Your sweet and kindness towards those creatures makes me sick! They need to be stopped and I'm the one who has that power to stop them. Morning has approached and the beast will be man once again. I wasted enough time here with you as it is."

Perry started to walk away but didn't get far. With a shout, Lark smashed a solid piece of wood from the window into his head. The weight wasn't damaging enough to kill but it did the job by knocking him unconscious. She had rather hoped for dead.

"Asshole!" She screeched, then turned to the window. "Don! Donatello!" Lark ran to the sill and looked out to the damp wilderness. If he did get blown out, he would have hit a large oak tree standing directly in front of the window about 12 yards away. More like gone through the damn tree into tomorrow! Lark punched the sill without thought, cutting her fists from the broken glass. "Ow! Shit!" Blood started to dribble on the sill from the fresh slits.

"I get shot at and you're the one that bleeds?"

A small tap on her head brought her eyes to glance all the way upward. Donatello rested at the top, curled in a ball in the archway of the window above her, waving carefully before pressing his hand back to the wall.

"Im....impossible...." She muttered to him. He could only smile in response.

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