The Forgotten Chapter Four
By Red Turtle
Chapter Four:
Because there were so many new turtles, it wasn't until after lunch that Leo finally noticed one was missing.
"Where's Darin?" He asked Nikki.
"He went out. I think he just wanted to walk around by himself a while. He's a little upset about Simon, and our father, and-"
"You let him go off by himself?!" Leo cried. All kinds of worries ran through his mind. These guys were from a whole nother continent, they didn't even watch TV before, they had never seen humans until recently, they didn't know the sewers, and one of them is running around now, probably lost...
"Yeah. What's the big deal? He's old enough, he's older than you. If he really gets in trouble he'll start a fire."
Raph overheard this, and since Leo was speechless with fret, he stepped in to lecture. His first time ever.
"You let him run off and you don't even know where he is? Do you have any idea what kind of city this is? What kind of brother are you?"
Everyone heard Raphael, and they all gathered around the discussion. Mike, Leo, Don and Splinter were all intrigued by his ironic need to explain responsibility when he was the one running off by himself all the time, the others were all intrigued because Raphael hadn't said anything to any of them since they got here. Nikki knew it wasn't because he was shy or quiet; the intensity in his eyes had dispelled that.
"Did you even set up a time for him to be back? Are you going to kill a hundred more people if he doesn't come back? What are you guys, from the suburbs or something?"
Nikki took a deep breath.
"We're from the middle of the desert, in Turkey. And, yes, I'll kill a hundred more people if they hurt him. But I really think he was just walking around a little, and he'll be back-"
Darin entered, carrying a bag of groceries. They all turned to stare at him now, and he nervously set it down. He was wearing a poncho and a sombrero.
"I, uh, heard all the shouting there, Raphael. I knew you could talk. And, I appreciate the gesture, Nikki." he said nervously.
"Yeah, you're about to hear a whole lot more", Raphael started, but Leo found his voice.
"Don't run off like that! It's very dangerous around here! We have many enemies, you don't even know about! And it's very easy to get lost in these sewers if you don't know them. And I thought you guys never lived in a city with humans before!"
"We haven't", Darin answered simply, "It was a lot of fun. I got some food. I almost picked up a girl. It's a good thing I didn't, huh?"
Although he was being flippant, Darin was very excited about his adventure and very weary of the scolding he was getting, and very nervous about everyone looking at him. Being yelled at wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't in front of all his brothers and sister.
"How did you get food?" Splinter asked, silencing Raph and Leo.
"Well, I was just going for a walk, but under this grate I found a...wallet, and it had money in it. I noticed you don't have much food here, so, I thought I would try it to buy some. I went up a ladder into an alley. There was a...rack there, with clothes. That's wear I got this blanket thing, and then I saw this hat in the garbage and I thought it would work. Then I walked around, I went in a market and I bought some food."
He hoped Splinter wouldn't yell at him. He wasn't sure he could take that. The main reason he had risked going to the surface wasn't just to buy food for them all but to try and find medicine for Simon. He had been expecting a market more like Akira would describe which was a series of tables laid out in a town center and you could look for what you need. All of the intenseness of the city had overwhelmed him a little.
Splinter did not yell.
"Thank you for your gesture, Darin, but please take your lives here more seriously. I understand you have not lived in close contact with humans, it is very important that we are not caught. And, as Leo said, we do have some enemies."
All six nodded. Jory and Tory hoped this was the end of this lecture. Leo and Raph didn't see a need to add anything, so it was.
Simon was on the couch watching TV. After they had come back Splinter had advised him to rest a lot more, which he was happy to do with the TV. He loved watching all the other people's lives going on, and wondering if his had been anything like theirs.
Darin unpacked the groceries in the kitchen. All their lives, they had grown almost everything they ate off the land they lived in. Akira very rarely ventured off to a market, and only for something very critical. So, Darin had never used money, certainly not American money, and he had never seen so much packaged goods. He could speak English but not read it as well, so he wasn't even sure what he was buying. He stuck to staples he had seen in their house already, eggs, yogurt, vegetables and fruits (he could recognize those); got some meat but he didn't know what kind, and Turkish Delight. He had no idea what Turkish Delight was, but he recognized the word Turkish and got it for that reason.
There were two more things he had gotten after much deliberation. A four- pack of Ginger Beer and a little ninety-nine cent vial which he recognized the word "memory" written on it. He was surprised it had been so cheap. He presented these things to Simon on the couch.
"Here, Simon, this should help you", he told him.
By now, the very words 'help you' were starting to fill Simon with dread. He looked over the items.
"Ginger Beer? Do I like that?"
"I don't think you ever had it. Ginger is good for the mind. Here, take this first."
Simon examined the little bottle of Ginko-Builken (I didn't have time to figure out how to spell that).
"Darin, I think this just helps you remember little things, like for a math test of something. I don't think it's going to help me remember something big like you."
"It must do something. It couldn't hurt", Darin insisted.
He felt very strongly about this. Simon was the only brother out of all of them he could confide in, and he needed to confide his feelings about Akira and the people they killed to someone soon or he was going to explode (possibly quite literally).
Simon reluctantly drank the vial. It tasted okay.
"Now drink the ginger beer. Maybe together they'll be more powerful."
Simon really wanted to explain how amnesia didn't work that way, but didn't have the heart to. He took a drink of Ginger beer. It was worse than the Ginko-Builken. It left a burning sensation in his mouth.
"I don't like the beer", he told Darin, starting to put it back.
"Simon, you got to drink it. Ginger is really helpful for this memory stuff."
Darin wasn't going to give up with out a fight, so Simon reluctantly took the beer back and steadily drank from it, balancing it out with watching a really good TV Show.
'I love TV', he thought, then after a drink, 'I hate Ginger Beer. I love TV. I hate Ginger Beer."
This thought process kept up for about half an hour. Darin made him go through two bottles, and between that and the weird meals he kept eating he was feeling a little sick.
During this, Raphael had gone to talk to Splinter, releasing all the tenseness from the new living situation and the massacre they had witnessed the other turtles do. Everyone else was in the training room, the only room really big enough, and Mike, Leo and Don were trying to give Nikki, Jory, Tory and Molly a better idea of what the human world was like and a brief history of the Foot. There was so much to tell, because the whole concept of a city and humans and sewers was very foreign to all of them. This long ranged discussion lasted well into dinnertime, when finally Mike offered to make food for them all.
Chapter Four:
Because there were so many new turtles, it wasn't until after lunch that Leo finally noticed one was missing.
"Where's Darin?" He asked Nikki.
"He went out. I think he just wanted to walk around by himself a while. He's a little upset about Simon, and our father, and-"
"You let him go off by himself?!" Leo cried. All kinds of worries ran through his mind. These guys were from a whole nother continent, they didn't even watch TV before, they had never seen humans until recently, they didn't know the sewers, and one of them is running around now, probably lost...
"Yeah. What's the big deal? He's old enough, he's older than you. If he really gets in trouble he'll start a fire."
Raph overheard this, and since Leo was speechless with fret, he stepped in to lecture. His first time ever.
"You let him run off and you don't even know where he is? Do you have any idea what kind of city this is? What kind of brother are you?"
Everyone heard Raphael, and they all gathered around the discussion. Mike, Leo, Don and Splinter were all intrigued by his ironic need to explain responsibility when he was the one running off by himself all the time, the others were all intrigued because Raphael hadn't said anything to any of them since they got here. Nikki knew it wasn't because he was shy or quiet; the intensity in his eyes had dispelled that.
"Did you even set up a time for him to be back? Are you going to kill a hundred more people if he doesn't come back? What are you guys, from the suburbs or something?"
Nikki took a deep breath.
"We're from the middle of the desert, in Turkey. And, yes, I'll kill a hundred more people if they hurt him. But I really think he was just walking around a little, and he'll be back-"
Darin entered, carrying a bag of groceries. They all turned to stare at him now, and he nervously set it down. He was wearing a poncho and a sombrero.
"I, uh, heard all the shouting there, Raphael. I knew you could talk. And, I appreciate the gesture, Nikki." he said nervously.
"Yeah, you're about to hear a whole lot more", Raphael started, but Leo found his voice.
"Don't run off like that! It's very dangerous around here! We have many enemies, you don't even know about! And it's very easy to get lost in these sewers if you don't know them. And I thought you guys never lived in a city with humans before!"
"We haven't", Darin answered simply, "It was a lot of fun. I got some food. I almost picked up a girl. It's a good thing I didn't, huh?"
Although he was being flippant, Darin was very excited about his adventure and very weary of the scolding he was getting, and very nervous about everyone looking at him. Being yelled at wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't in front of all his brothers and sister.
"How did you get food?" Splinter asked, silencing Raph and Leo.
"Well, I was just going for a walk, but under this grate I found a...wallet, and it had money in it. I noticed you don't have much food here, so, I thought I would try it to buy some. I went up a ladder into an alley. There was a...rack there, with clothes. That's wear I got this blanket thing, and then I saw this hat in the garbage and I thought it would work. Then I walked around, I went in a market and I bought some food."
He hoped Splinter wouldn't yell at him. He wasn't sure he could take that. The main reason he had risked going to the surface wasn't just to buy food for them all but to try and find medicine for Simon. He had been expecting a market more like Akira would describe which was a series of tables laid out in a town center and you could look for what you need. All of the intenseness of the city had overwhelmed him a little.
Splinter did not yell.
"Thank you for your gesture, Darin, but please take your lives here more seriously. I understand you have not lived in close contact with humans, it is very important that we are not caught. And, as Leo said, we do have some enemies."
All six nodded. Jory and Tory hoped this was the end of this lecture. Leo and Raph didn't see a need to add anything, so it was.
Simon was on the couch watching TV. After they had come back Splinter had advised him to rest a lot more, which he was happy to do with the TV. He loved watching all the other people's lives going on, and wondering if his had been anything like theirs.
Darin unpacked the groceries in the kitchen. All their lives, they had grown almost everything they ate off the land they lived in. Akira very rarely ventured off to a market, and only for something very critical. So, Darin had never used money, certainly not American money, and he had never seen so much packaged goods. He could speak English but not read it as well, so he wasn't even sure what he was buying. He stuck to staples he had seen in their house already, eggs, yogurt, vegetables and fruits (he could recognize those); got some meat but he didn't know what kind, and Turkish Delight. He had no idea what Turkish Delight was, but he recognized the word Turkish and got it for that reason.
There were two more things he had gotten after much deliberation. A four- pack of Ginger Beer and a little ninety-nine cent vial which he recognized the word "memory" written on it. He was surprised it had been so cheap. He presented these things to Simon on the couch.
"Here, Simon, this should help you", he told him.
By now, the very words 'help you' were starting to fill Simon with dread. He looked over the items.
"Ginger Beer? Do I like that?"
"I don't think you ever had it. Ginger is good for the mind. Here, take this first."
Simon examined the little bottle of Ginko-Builken (I didn't have time to figure out how to spell that).
"Darin, I think this just helps you remember little things, like for a math test of something. I don't think it's going to help me remember something big like you."
"It must do something. It couldn't hurt", Darin insisted.
He felt very strongly about this. Simon was the only brother out of all of them he could confide in, and he needed to confide his feelings about Akira and the people they killed to someone soon or he was going to explode (possibly quite literally).
Simon reluctantly drank the vial. It tasted okay.
"Now drink the ginger beer. Maybe together they'll be more powerful."
Simon really wanted to explain how amnesia didn't work that way, but didn't have the heart to. He took a drink of Ginger beer. It was worse than the Ginko-Builken. It left a burning sensation in his mouth.
"I don't like the beer", he told Darin, starting to put it back.
"Simon, you got to drink it. Ginger is really helpful for this memory stuff."
Darin wasn't going to give up with out a fight, so Simon reluctantly took the beer back and steadily drank from it, balancing it out with watching a really good TV Show.
'I love TV', he thought, then after a drink, 'I hate Ginger Beer. I love TV. I hate Ginger Beer."
This thought process kept up for about half an hour. Darin made him go through two bottles, and between that and the weird meals he kept eating he was feeling a little sick.
During this, Raphael had gone to talk to Splinter, releasing all the tenseness from the new living situation and the massacre they had witnessed the other turtles do. Everyone else was in the training room, the only room really big enough, and Mike, Leo and Don were trying to give Nikki, Jory, Tory and Molly a better idea of what the human world was like and a brief history of the Foot. There was so much to tell, because the whole concept of a city and humans and sewers was very foreign to all of them. This long ranged discussion lasted well into dinnertime, when finally Mike offered to make food for them all.