Note~ I had this chapter typed up and was dying to post it, so I'll do it now instead of waiting. Please enjoy and feel free to submit and questions, thoughts or concerns ::hint hint:: Happy reading!
In the morning, the turtles went to practice while Nancy slept on. She was just getting up when practice ended. Michelangelo offered to cook her breakfast and Nancy accepted. She sat in the kitchen while he worked at the stove.
"Are you going to turn on the radio, and sign and dance again?" Michelangelo asked. Nancy ducked her head and said that she might after lunch. After breakfast, Michelangelo was going to go skateboarding and asked Nancy if she would like to come along.
"I'd love to." Nancy said. Going through the maze of tunnels, Michelangelo took Nancy to the same rink that she was at before. Michelangelo offered Nancy a board again, but she said she just wanted to watch for right now.
Taking a seat on the side, Nancy watched Michelangelo go around a few times, and then he started doing flips and spins and turns. Nancy smile. Remembering the first time she tried to skateboard. Michelangelo slowed and stopped in front of Nancy.
"Want to try again, I'll help you," Michelangelo offered and held out his hand. Nancy accepted his hand. Tentively, Nancy stepped onto the skateboard. Michelangelo kept a hold of just her hand as she pushed off. Nancy rolled along as Michelangelo walked beside her.
"So far so good," Nancy said, then leaned too far. The skateboard skidded out from under Nancy's feet. Michelangelo caught her before her face smashed into the ground.
"You okay?" Michelangelo asked.
"Yeah," Nancy said. "I just spoke too soon." Michelangelo picked up the skateboard and sat down. Nancy sat beside him. "What are you thinking about?"
"Shannon."
"Oh, sorry." Nancy didn't want to drag up any negative memories.
"It's okay, I was just thinking about how she wouldn't have dared set foot on a skateboard, or anything with wheels, besides a car." Michelangelo smiled. "She always said that she felt out of control if there were no brakes or she couldn't get her feet on the ground right away.
"Growing up with Shredder, she never really got a chance to try many things a child would do."
"Was Shredder the one who gave her scars on her legs," Nancy asked. Michelangelo sat back a moment surprised by the question. Then he stood up.
"I'm going to skate some more, do you want to?" Disappointed, Nancy nodded yes. Michelangelo watched as Nancy tried the skateboard again. Nancy was doing pretty well until she let out a startled gasp. Michelangelo saw her fall and the skateboard flip over. Slowly Nancy pushed herself up and tried to reach around under her left shoulder blade. There was a burning pain that she couldn't reach.
Foot soldiers flooded the rink. Michelangelo jumped up and tried to keep them away from Nancy. Two reached her as Nancy got to her feet picking up the skateboard. As one attempted to grab her, Nancy swung the skateboard around as hard as she could and knocked one out of commission. Another one grabbed her from behind and made Nancy drop the skateboard. The foot soldier spun Nancy around, making her feel woozy and tossed her onto its shoulder.
Tossing aside the last foot soldier by him, Michelangelo looked around and saw Nancy being carried away. He ran over and swiped the soldier's feet out from under him. Nancy flew off to the side as Michelangelo took the last soldier out. Michelangelo turned and saw Nancy lying on the ground not moving. He ran over to her and picked her up.
~ Uh, oh, hope I don't have to end the story here. What's going to happen?