Outside, Leo, Raph, Mikey and Venus let go of Ashton a good while's
away from the dragon fortress.
"Why didn't you just let me get him?! He was right there!" exclaimed Ashton.
"I'm sorry, but killing is wrong. We couldn't just let you do that." said Leo.
Ashton looked distressed. She pushed her long black hair away from her face, and stood there for a moment. Then she looked off into the distance.
"I have to take a walk." she said as she began walking off.
"Oh no you don't, you're coming back home with us." said Leo as he pulled her back.
Ashton forcefully pushed him away. "I have to be alone! I have to take a walk!" she said.
Leo pulled her back again. "I know you're gonna try and go back to Dr. Quease. Just let him be and come back with us." he said.
Ashton pushed him away again.
Just as Leo was about to go get her, Venus put a hand on his arm. "Let her go." she said.
"But she's going after Dr. Quease again." said Leo.
"No, she's not.
"How do you know?" asked Leo.
"I can read minds remember. Let her, she needs to be alone. Come, let us go home." said Venus as she turned towards home.
Leo looked towards the direction where Ashton was walking. He sighed, then turned around.
"Hey guys, wait up!" said Donny as he ran to them.
"Where have you been dude?" asked Mikey.
"Just grabbing something before I left." replied Donny. "Where's Ashton?"
"Taking a walk. She needs some time by herself, poor kid." said Mikey.
Donny looked down at the papers he had. "Come on, I'm dying to know what's in these papers I got."
He and Mikey then followed Leo, Venus, and Raph back to the lair.
Ashton walked down the street, haunted by memories of her past. She saw nothing but flashbacks in her mind.
("What an odd-looking little girl you are.")
Ashton held her head, she couldn't stand remembering Dr. Quease's face. She walked down the desolate streets of this part of town, trying to keep her sanity.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming
Confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending
(Ashton ripped down posters and kicked down garbage cans as she rampaged down the desolate sidestreets.)
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take]
I've felt this way before
So insecure
(Ashton tries to block out the flashbacks; the scientists, the laboratory, the other subjects screaming . . . Dr. Quease)
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting
Reacting
(Ashton begins to cry as she remembers her mother. Her mother never seemed to stop sweating or looking sickly. She still remembered being in her mom's embrace as her mom told her to run away. It starts to rain.)
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
(She sees her reflection in a mud puddle.)
It's haunting
(A few tears drop into it, and she roughly steps on the puddle, angry about how she is; what she is.)
How I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take]
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
(Ashton runs throughout the streets, getting soaking wet from the rain. Crying and feeling hopeless and alone.)
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real
(Ashton cries as she sits in an alleyway for a long time.)
[There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, consuming]
Confusing what is real
(All of a sudden, she feels a blanket wrapped around her, and looks up to see Splinter. She finds comfort in him being there.)
[This lack of self-control I fear is never ending, controlling]
Confusing what is real
(Splinter urges Ashton to get up, and they both walk back to the lair in the rain.)
"Crawling" is copyright to the group, Linkin Park.
"Why didn't you just let me get him?! He was right there!" exclaimed Ashton.
"I'm sorry, but killing is wrong. We couldn't just let you do that." said Leo.
Ashton looked distressed. She pushed her long black hair away from her face, and stood there for a moment. Then she looked off into the distance.
"I have to take a walk." she said as she began walking off.
"Oh no you don't, you're coming back home with us." said Leo as he pulled her back.
Ashton forcefully pushed him away. "I have to be alone! I have to take a walk!" she said.
Leo pulled her back again. "I know you're gonna try and go back to Dr. Quease. Just let him be and come back with us." he said.
Ashton pushed him away again.
Just as Leo was about to go get her, Venus put a hand on his arm. "Let her go." she said.
"But she's going after Dr. Quease again." said Leo.
"No, she's not.
"How do you know?" asked Leo.
"I can read minds remember. Let her, she needs to be alone. Come, let us go home." said Venus as she turned towards home.
Leo looked towards the direction where Ashton was walking. He sighed, then turned around.
"Hey guys, wait up!" said Donny as he ran to them.
"Where have you been dude?" asked Mikey.
"Just grabbing something before I left." replied Donny. "Where's Ashton?"
"Taking a walk. She needs some time by herself, poor kid." said Mikey.
Donny looked down at the papers he had. "Come on, I'm dying to know what's in these papers I got."
He and Mikey then followed Leo, Venus, and Raph back to the lair.
Ashton walked down the street, haunted by memories of her past. She saw nothing but flashbacks in her mind.
("What an odd-looking little girl you are.")
Ashton held her head, she couldn't stand remembering Dr. Quease's face. She walked down the desolate streets of this part of town, trying to keep her sanity.
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming
Confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never-ending
(Ashton ripped down posters and kicked down garbage cans as she rampaged down the desolate sidestreets.)
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take]
I've felt this way before
So insecure
(Ashton tries to block out the flashbacks; the scientists, the laboratory, the other subjects screaming . . . Dr. Quease)
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting
Reacting
(Ashton begins to cry as she remembers her mother. Her mother never seemed to stop sweating or looking sickly. She still remembered being in her mom's embrace as her mom told her to run away. It starts to rain.)
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
(She sees her reflection in a mud puddle.)
It's haunting
(A few tears drop into it, and she roughly steps on the puddle, angry about how she is; what she is.)
How I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
[Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take]
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
(Ashton runs throughout the streets, getting soaking wet from the rain. Crying and feeling hopeless and alone.)
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing, confusing what is real
(Ashton cries as she sits in an alleyway for a long time.)
[There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, consuming]
Confusing what is real
(All of a sudden, she feels a blanket wrapped around her, and looks up to see Splinter. She finds comfort in him being there.)
[This lack of self-control I fear is never ending, controlling]
Confusing what is real
(Splinter urges Ashton to get up, and they both walk back to the lair in the rain.)
"Crawling" is copyright to the group, Linkin Park.