~ Thanks for all the reviews your all wonderful. My brain has been yelling at me to type more chapters because I'm just getting loads and loads of now idea's and… I'm actually thinking about starting another story :o) When I have it ready, I'm going to post a preview chapter and see if it's worth continuing. Anywho, on with the story -
Shredder kept a hold of Michelangelo, blades at his throat. The foot soldiers didn't have to hold Nancy, as long as Shredder had Michelangelo, he had nothing to worry about.
They were escorted to a jail like cell and threw Nancy in one and Michelangelo in the other. Nancy put her book bag down then reached through the bars to touch Michelangelo's hands. They stood there. Holding each other not saying a word.
Down at the lair, Raphael paced while Leonardo and Donatello watched. They had been arguing about storming into the technodrome, somehow, and rescuing Nancy and Michelangelo. Leonardo had argued about how that was a bad idea because according to the note, both of them would be in Nancy's world. Frustrated, Raphael turned to pacing while Leonardo and Donatello sat and fidgeted.
"Come one guys," Raphael started again, then got an idea. "You know what, I'm going to go up top and see if I can find anything. You got the note from a foot soldier Leo, so there might be another one waiting around." Leonardo was surprised that Raphael thought of that.
"You're right," Leonardo said.
"Oh, I'm right," Raphael repeated. Went to get his hat and trench coat, then turned to walk out. "About time someone listens to me around here." Leonardo shook his head thinking that his brother was the same hotheaded teenager he was seven years ago. Master Splinter was in his room, meditating, seeing if he could gain any insight for the situation. Leonardo was doing that earlier but then starting having a hard time sitting still.
Back in the technodrome, Nancy and Michelangelo were still in the cells, sitting on the floor next to each other.
"Mikey?" Nancy asked.
"Yeah," Michelangelo responded.
"I don't know," Nancy sighed. "I just almost wish that something would happen instead of this waiting." Shredder came into view at that point. He wasn't wearing his armor.
"Well if you want out of this prison," Shredder started. "Then say that you'll help me finish off this turtle and his other mutant freaks." Nancy stood up and walked up to the front of her prison.
"I will never join you," Nancy said through clenched teeth. "It makes me sick to know my father, biological father is a man, no a boy, who has an obsession to kill, four mutated ninja turtles, instead of standing up for what is right and just." The next thing Nancy knew was that she was laying on the floor of her cell and Michelangelo was screaming at Shredder. It took her a moment to realize that he had punched her hard enough to knock her over.
Nancy sat up slowly and touched her cheek lightly. It felt hot and already starting to swell. The back of her head ached as well from hitting the floor. Nancy realized that Michelangelo was talking to her but she couldn't make out what he was saying. Then everything went black.
Slowly Nancy woke up with her head throbbing. Sitting up Nancy put a hand on her head and looked around. She was still in the cell where she had passed out.
"Nancy," Michelangelo got her attention. "Are you okay?"
"Did you get the number from the truck that ran over me then back up over my head?" Nancy asked then stood up, trying to gain back her equilibrium. She stumbled over by Michelangelo's cell and he took her hand.
"There's ice that he threw in a few minutes after you passed out." Michelangelo pointed. Nancy found the bag was half melted but still cold and put it on her cheek. She flinched as the cold touched it but held it there.
"I feel like I got a grapefruit in my mouth," Nancy said.
"Shh, don't talk," Michelangelo said. "In a few minutes I'm going to have you take the ice off, then put it back on. We'll keep doing that until it's all melted. Nancy nodded her head.
"What did my mom say to you?" Nancy asked.
"She told me to take good care of her baby girl," Michelangelo replied, putting his hand on Nancy's other cheek. " I told her that I'd be honored to take care of someone as special as you. Now no more talking."
Shredder came back in a little while after the bag was melted and walked back up to Nancy's cage. He saw that there was a bruise forming on her left cheek but the swelling wasn't as bad.
"Did you learn your lesson?" Shredder asked.
"Yes," Nancy said. "I shouldn't stand so close to the front of the cage when I'm telling the truth about you." Shredder growled at that and yelled for some foot to come in. Nancy's heart started to pound harder. She wouldn't give in to him, but she really didn't want to get hit again. Shredder gave some order to the foot and as they turned to leave, he turned back to Nancy.
"The next lesson will not go so easy," Shredder said.