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I still don't own these guys (Though my custody battle looks really good!!^_^) or April, or Splinter, or Erma (Who showed up in a few of the original cartoons in 1990 and if I recall correctly had a crush on Donatello^_^ but she was cool, in a nerdy sorta way, but is now much more professional). Now Lana is my original character and she is about all I own…well, her and Arla and the Demonic Hordes…Ooo, and Meekal, but I'll get to them later!! I hope ya'll like this, I'm mainly doing it now to get the stupid thing out of my head^_^ Thanks for readin'!!
I know! I can be really slow, seeing as how these are BEING written and not already finished. I'll try and move faster. And to the question of Lana's origin, keep readin'. I'm thinkin' most of it will be in the 3rd chapter~_~
Chapter2~Mendings and Magic
The turtles were enjoying a peaceful evening in front of the TV when a loud BANG interrupted their show. Donatello came dashing through the door that led into the garage and workshop with an obvious burden in his arms. He hurried over to his brothers panting and mumbling about something.
His brothers were flabbergasted. "What in the name of god is—Oh My God!!" yelled Leonardo as Donatello swiped clean with one hand the coffee table and gently laid the girl in his arms across the length of it.
Raph and Mikey shot up quickly to surround the table as Leo took off into a nearby hall and disappeared.
"What the hell happened to her, man?" Raph shot at Don as Don pushed Mikey into the kitchen yelling something about towels and water.
"She was attacked…Only, I never saw her hit. I never saw…" he trailed off as he looked down at Lana. There was a bustle behind him as both Leo and Mikey reentered the room, Leo with Splinter.
Splinter surveyed the young girl laid across the table and inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of sweat, blood, turtle and something different…something not normal. His eyebrows rose. "My child," started Splinter deciding not to say anything yet but to merely ask, "How did this happen?"
But Donatello didn't seem to hear him as he had knelt down beside Lana and was pushing her shirt up so he could clearly see her entire stomach. Leo knelt beside him as Splinter and the other two turtles watched apprehensively at all the blood.
"Move." Said Leo simply as he pushed Don out of the way and took the wet towel out of his shaking hand. Mikey stayed close throwing over towels and fetching water whenever needed.
"Shouldn't we get her to a hospital?" Raph asked shocked that they were doing this themselves.
"Too late, she'd bleed to death." Said Leo simply thanking God he'd read those Medical books so he knew something to do.
He looked down at the gash across her side. It bled steadily, but did not look deep enough to have harmed anything vital. He yelled at Mikey to get as many bandages and gauze he could find. Pressing hard on the towel he held, Leonardo was panicking to think of something to do. The gash was not deep enough to have done serious permanent damage but it was not shallow enough to heal without help…Like stitches. But he couldn't do that, that was a doctor's job—
Leo's eyes widened. "RAPH!!" he called frantically over his shoulder as Mikey whipped around the corner with an armful of gauze and ace bandages.
"What?" came Raph's startled voice.
"Go find April! Tell her…Tell her to bring Erma!!" Realization dawned on Raph's face. "Tell her to bring anything she's got that will help stitch up a wound!" He turned to grab the supplies from Michelangelo and in seeing Raphael still standing there shouted, "MOVE!!" Raph didn't need to be told again; he took off towards the far door that led to the front and main sewer entrance.
"W-we need to s-stop the bleeding." stuttered out Don as he watched anxiously beside Leo.
"I know, I know…" Leo looked down at the towel he had pressed hard across her midriff and seeing that the blood had not seeped through it, began to pull one of the long bandages around it. Donatello silently helped him gently lift her back as they wrapped it around her, making sure the towel had plenty of pressure on it.
Sighing, Leo sat back and looked exasperatedly over at Donatello who was staring blankly at the girl lying in front of him. He opened his mouth to ask a question, but Splinter had beaten him to it. "Please explain all this Donatello…" came his accented voice from behind the couch as he came around slowly to settle himself beside Don on one of the large pillows now strewn on the floor.
"I don't know what to say…" He blinked vacantly as if what he was staring at was not really there. "She just showed up being chased…Yelled a lot of stuff I didn't understand…" His voice dropped and his vacant expression slowly changed into one of contemplation. "Something about another person…an 'Arla', and a dragon…a dragon?" his voice was so low that Splinter even had trouble hearing it.
"Donatello-" His head jerked up to stare into his Sensei's eyes.
"Sorry Sensei." He said bowing his head slightly. He noticed out of the corner of his eye Leo checking the bandage and towel continuously and looking dejectedly at his blood splattered hands. He ignored Leo as he wiped his hands on one of the extra towels.
"Who is she? Do you know?"
Don watched Splinter thinking of an answer. "Her name is Lana…And she's not from around here. That's all she told me, after the Foot had attacked her…I should've jumped in sooner, but I could have sworn she knew what she was doing, she reacted so quickly—" his voice had slowly begun to drift off again before Splinter cleared his throat.
"How did she escape from her attackers, Donatello?"
He lowered his eyes and sighed. "She killed him. Killed the leader of the group." Leo knocked over the bowl of water that was on the edge of the coffee table and Splinter inhaled sharply, but did not say anything more. "Yeah," continued Don as he saw the shocked face of Leo. "She was being chased because she had apparently already killed another one of their group—with this." He said reaching past Leo into one of Lana's leather boots and pulling out the soiled dagger.
The phone rang suddenly in the kitchen making everyone jump. With a quick, "Got it!" Michelangelo skirted off to answer it.
Splinter watched him leave the room and turning back to Donatello held out his hand. Donatello willingly handed his Sensei the gleaming dagger. "Before we judge this child we need to know more about her." He scowled down at the dagger and sighed softly. "Please come and get me when she has regained consciousness; I wish to ask her some questions." He tucked the dagger into the obi of his tattered and thick kimono and returned down the hall to his room.
"Killed?" whispered Leo harshly at Don then sighed defeated. "You have a strange taste in women." Don raised an eye ridge.
Mikey, who had been silently watching behind Leo after he got back from the phone, cleared his throat. "That was Raph. April, Erma and him are on their way now."
"Good." Leo smiled and leaning over checked around the edges of the towel to make sure her blood loss had not grown and to check her light but steady pulse. "As soon as Erma can close up this wound, I think she might be back to normal…" He blinked, shaking his head. "Whatever is normal for this chick."
Donatello scoffed beside him. "Funny."
"Sor-ree!" he said throwing his hands up and laughing lightly.
"No, I'm sorry." Don bowed his head. "I'm just worried. I just met this girl, I don't want her to die yet…I mean, she was the first person to see what we were and give me a look of confusion rather than fear or disgust, all because she said she had been imagining much worse. It was bizarre! It was like, like, she HAD seen much worse." Donatello sighed heavily shaking his head as if to empty of all these pointless thoughts.
"She really acted like it was no big deal that you were a near-six-foot turtle?" Mikey asked, astounded.
"Yeah."
"Awesome!" Mikey cheered excitedly. Donatello couldn't help but smile at his brother.
There was a small commotion and clutter of voices at their lair entrance before April, Raphael, and Erma came bursting through. Erma was carrying a book bag full of what the others suspected as Medical supplies.
"Doctor Erma!!" Mikey said happily raising his arms to hug her tightly. "Long time no see! Where ya been?"
Erma laughed sheepishly as she was returned to the floor. "Night classes." She said simply with a small smile. Erma had been introduced to them by April a few years earlier. But now, her once large purple-rimmed square glasses were now small rectangle on the bridge of her nose and she was wearing a faded blue T-shirt and khaki shorts. She looked tired. Donatello thought maybe it was from all the med. school follow-up classes she was taking to become a full-time surgeon.
"So where's this girl I've heard so little about?" April said with a smile standing with her hands on her hips and craning her neck around the room.
"Over here!" called Leo, waving Erma and April over.
Erma was by the girl's side in a minute. "So it was Donny who found her?" The others nodded. "Well, let's get this bandage off," she began to unravel the bandage that held the towel. "And see what the damage is…" She finally got the wrap off and was gently lifting off the towel when she let out a startled gasp. "Exactly how long has it been since she was injured?"
The others sensing something amiss looked frantically around and over her shoulder trying to see what she was getting at, but the way she held the towel and where she sat, it was nearly impossible.
"About an hour ago." said Donatello.
"Really…?Amazing…" said Erma as she inclined her head to the side, an odd expression on her face.
"What are you saying?" It was Raph this time.
"Let's just say, I can't do anything…" Everyone gasped, but Erma smiled and continued. "To healed skin." She slid back a little completely taking off the stained towel to show where the eight inch gash once was, was now a five inch scratch that was already scabbed over.
"What the hell?!!?" Raph yelled leaning in closer with everyone else.
There was sudden silence were everyone seemed to be taking in this information. An injury that was more than likely life threatening only a short while earlier was now nothing more than a scratch that one might have gotten from brushing to harshly against a corner. Erma looked down at her watch and chuckled.
"Oh! Well, since I'm not needed here, I best be going. I need all the sleep I can get." She looked around as she hoisted her backpack back over her shoulders. "I've got the early shift at the hospital tomorrow." The others nodded but looked distractedly at Lana.
"You sure she'll be okay?" Donatello asked worried.
"Yep. Even more so! I don't think I've ever seen someone heal THAT fast." She saw the worried look still on don's face. Sighing she walked over to him and put her hand on his arm. "She'll be fine. I promise." Don smiled reluctantly.
"Well," started April as Erma made her way over. "I best be goin' too. Got work early tomorrow and I don't make a happy person when I'm sleep deprived." The others laughed. "Sorry to cut this…visit short, but I'll see ya'll later, okay?" She and Erma waved goodbye as left together, leaving the four brothers in a confusing silence.
"Let me see that cut." said Leo quickly turning around to the coffee table.
After long minutes of them all staring blankly at the still shrinking cut, Raph stood up with a loud yawn. "Well, It looks like Miss-Mends-Herself is in no danger of suddenly dieing so I'm gonna hit the sack all right guys?" He yawned again as he made his way over to his room, shutting the door with a loud 'click'.
Taking his lead, Leo also set off to bed after setting a watch system with Mikey and Don. Mikey would have first watch until morning, and then he could get some sleep when Don took over. Mikey accepted happily claiming his favorite TV shows came on around this time.
Don though, could not sleep. Trudging off to his room, sure he was going to just sit up all night, remembered suddenly the dead Foot soldier near his reading place.
"Damn." he growled angrily. Disposing of a body was not on his 'Things He Wanted To Do At One In The Morning' list so he didn't even try to be quiet this time as he walked over and wrenched the garage door open making his way into the back sewers again.
The walk that usually took mere moments seemed to take forever as he slowly made his way through the dark. The sky outside had grown cloudy again with promising rain, so the only light was that of the faint street lights again. It was unbelievable that the events that now had everyone so confused happened in such a short time period, but seemed to move in slow motion. It felt as though he had been reading his book hours and hours ago. He hung his head as he continued to trudge through the sewer willing his mind to not think of Lana. But his mind wouldn't listen. He found himself thinking constantly during his walk of her strange healing ability and her inhuman swiftness. What, or who really was she? Was she a mutant like them? Or was she not even close to human as she appeared? His head hurt from thinking so much and so long that when he reached his spot and found it clear of body, he was sure he was imagining things.
But there was no body. Only thing left was a pool of drying blood and a throwing star in the tunnel's wall holding a scroll bearing the insignia of The Foot. "Damn." he said softly as he looked around as if thinking he'd see the body somewhere else or being hauled around the corner by it's gang members. But he saw nothing. He sighed and decided to keep walking in case there was something further into the sewers.
Mind racing and unfocused on the world around him he kept walking for what seemed like hours until it hit him that he should get back in case they were looking for him. 'Why would they be looking for you?' his mind questioned suddenly. "Because last time you left without telling anyone, you came back with a half-dead girl." He said, answering himself. Then feeling stupid that he was talking to himself, laughed.
Stretching his tired muscles he turned and started back, but something flashed in the dim light of one of the grates nearest him. He was about to ignore it when it flashed again and he noticed it was a dull green light that seemed to pulse from within the shadowed object. He walked cautiously towards the dim green light. The closer he got it seemed the smaller and duller the light got until he was standing over the object and the light was gone.
"Odd." he whispered to himself as he reached for his bo, but finding it not there he knelt down instead to pick it up. Nothing spectacular happened as he pulled it from the sewer floor so he let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
It was nothing more than a black leather hip pouch that looked like it had been put through every ordeal one could imagine. Thinking it was just another discarded piece of trash, he was about to just drop it and continue back when something silver caught his eye. It was a piece of metal that seemed almost bolted to the front flap of the pouch bearing a scratchy, but discernable, letter 'L'. "I wonder…?" he said softly as he turned and started back towards the lair, the leather pouch held loosely in his green hand.
Well, there was chapter 2. Not earth shattering, but I had to move the story along. There is a reason she has those powers (healing) and let me tell you…She has MUCH more.
-Next Chapter: Lana wakes up, Splinter and Turtles interrogate, Lana reveals her origins and Mikey orders a pizza. ::sighs:: there is more than just that, but that's a quick synopsis of the chapter^_^ Review please so I know SOMEONE out there is reading this. Oh, and come back and read more.
I still don't own these guys (Though my custody battle looks really good!!^_^) or April, or Splinter, or Erma (Who showed up in a few of the original cartoons in 1990 and if I recall correctly had a crush on Donatello^_^ but she was cool, in a nerdy sorta way, but is now much more professional). Now Lana is my original character and she is about all I own…well, her and Arla and the Demonic Hordes…Ooo, and Meekal, but I'll get to them later!! I hope ya'll like this, I'm mainly doing it now to get the stupid thing out of my head^_^ Thanks for readin'!!
I know! I can be really slow, seeing as how these are BEING written and not already finished. I'll try and move faster. And to the question of Lana's origin, keep readin'. I'm thinkin' most of it will be in the 3rd chapter~_~
Chapter2~Mendings and Magic
The turtles were enjoying a peaceful evening in front of the TV when a loud BANG interrupted their show. Donatello came dashing through the door that led into the garage and workshop with an obvious burden in his arms. He hurried over to his brothers panting and mumbling about something.
His brothers were flabbergasted. "What in the name of god is—Oh My God!!" yelled Leonardo as Donatello swiped clean with one hand the coffee table and gently laid the girl in his arms across the length of it.
Raph and Mikey shot up quickly to surround the table as Leo took off into a nearby hall and disappeared.
"What the hell happened to her, man?" Raph shot at Don as Don pushed Mikey into the kitchen yelling something about towels and water.
"She was attacked…Only, I never saw her hit. I never saw…" he trailed off as he looked down at Lana. There was a bustle behind him as both Leo and Mikey reentered the room, Leo with Splinter.
Splinter surveyed the young girl laid across the table and inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of sweat, blood, turtle and something different…something not normal. His eyebrows rose. "My child," started Splinter deciding not to say anything yet but to merely ask, "How did this happen?"
But Donatello didn't seem to hear him as he had knelt down beside Lana and was pushing her shirt up so he could clearly see her entire stomach. Leo knelt beside him as Splinter and the other two turtles watched apprehensively at all the blood.
"Move." Said Leo simply as he pushed Don out of the way and took the wet towel out of his shaking hand. Mikey stayed close throwing over towels and fetching water whenever needed.
"Shouldn't we get her to a hospital?" Raph asked shocked that they were doing this themselves.
"Too late, she'd bleed to death." Said Leo simply thanking God he'd read those Medical books so he knew something to do.
He looked down at the gash across her side. It bled steadily, but did not look deep enough to have harmed anything vital. He yelled at Mikey to get as many bandages and gauze he could find. Pressing hard on the towel he held, Leonardo was panicking to think of something to do. The gash was not deep enough to have done serious permanent damage but it was not shallow enough to heal without help…Like stitches. But he couldn't do that, that was a doctor's job—
Leo's eyes widened. "RAPH!!" he called frantically over his shoulder as Mikey whipped around the corner with an armful of gauze and ace bandages.
"What?" came Raph's startled voice.
"Go find April! Tell her…Tell her to bring Erma!!" Realization dawned on Raph's face. "Tell her to bring anything she's got that will help stitch up a wound!" He turned to grab the supplies from Michelangelo and in seeing Raphael still standing there shouted, "MOVE!!" Raph didn't need to be told again; he took off towards the far door that led to the front and main sewer entrance.
"W-we need to s-stop the bleeding." stuttered out Don as he watched anxiously beside Leo.
"I know, I know…" Leo looked down at the towel he had pressed hard across her midriff and seeing that the blood had not seeped through it, began to pull one of the long bandages around it. Donatello silently helped him gently lift her back as they wrapped it around her, making sure the towel had plenty of pressure on it.
Sighing, Leo sat back and looked exasperatedly over at Donatello who was staring blankly at the girl lying in front of him. He opened his mouth to ask a question, but Splinter had beaten him to it. "Please explain all this Donatello…" came his accented voice from behind the couch as he came around slowly to settle himself beside Don on one of the large pillows now strewn on the floor.
"I don't know what to say…" He blinked vacantly as if what he was staring at was not really there. "She just showed up being chased…Yelled a lot of stuff I didn't understand…" His voice dropped and his vacant expression slowly changed into one of contemplation. "Something about another person…an 'Arla', and a dragon…a dragon?" his voice was so low that Splinter even had trouble hearing it.
"Donatello-" His head jerked up to stare into his Sensei's eyes.
"Sorry Sensei." He said bowing his head slightly. He noticed out of the corner of his eye Leo checking the bandage and towel continuously and looking dejectedly at his blood splattered hands. He ignored Leo as he wiped his hands on one of the extra towels.
"Who is she? Do you know?"
Don watched Splinter thinking of an answer. "Her name is Lana…And she's not from around here. That's all she told me, after the Foot had attacked her…I should've jumped in sooner, but I could have sworn she knew what she was doing, she reacted so quickly—" his voice had slowly begun to drift off again before Splinter cleared his throat.
"How did she escape from her attackers, Donatello?"
He lowered his eyes and sighed. "She killed him. Killed the leader of the group." Leo knocked over the bowl of water that was on the edge of the coffee table and Splinter inhaled sharply, but did not say anything more. "Yeah," continued Don as he saw the shocked face of Leo. "She was being chased because she had apparently already killed another one of their group—with this." He said reaching past Leo into one of Lana's leather boots and pulling out the soiled dagger.
The phone rang suddenly in the kitchen making everyone jump. With a quick, "Got it!" Michelangelo skirted off to answer it.
Splinter watched him leave the room and turning back to Donatello held out his hand. Donatello willingly handed his Sensei the gleaming dagger. "Before we judge this child we need to know more about her." He scowled down at the dagger and sighed softly. "Please come and get me when she has regained consciousness; I wish to ask her some questions." He tucked the dagger into the obi of his tattered and thick kimono and returned down the hall to his room.
"Killed?" whispered Leo harshly at Don then sighed defeated. "You have a strange taste in women." Don raised an eye ridge.
Mikey, who had been silently watching behind Leo after he got back from the phone, cleared his throat. "That was Raph. April, Erma and him are on their way now."
"Good." Leo smiled and leaning over checked around the edges of the towel to make sure her blood loss had not grown and to check her light but steady pulse. "As soon as Erma can close up this wound, I think she might be back to normal…" He blinked, shaking his head. "Whatever is normal for this chick."
Donatello scoffed beside him. "Funny."
"Sor-ree!" he said throwing his hands up and laughing lightly.
"No, I'm sorry." Don bowed his head. "I'm just worried. I just met this girl, I don't want her to die yet…I mean, she was the first person to see what we were and give me a look of confusion rather than fear or disgust, all because she said she had been imagining much worse. It was bizarre! It was like, like, she HAD seen much worse." Donatello sighed heavily shaking his head as if to empty of all these pointless thoughts.
"She really acted like it was no big deal that you were a near-six-foot turtle?" Mikey asked, astounded.
"Yeah."
"Awesome!" Mikey cheered excitedly. Donatello couldn't help but smile at his brother.
There was a small commotion and clutter of voices at their lair entrance before April, Raphael, and Erma came bursting through. Erma was carrying a book bag full of what the others suspected as Medical supplies.
"Doctor Erma!!" Mikey said happily raising his arms to hug her tightly. "Long time no see! Where ya been?"
Erma laughed sheepishly as she was returned to the floor. "Night classes." She said simply with a small smile. Erma had been introduced to them by April a few years earlier. But now, her once large purple-rimmed square glasses were now small rectangle on the bridge of her nose and she was wearing a faded blue T-shirt and khaki shorts. She looked tired. Donatello thought maybe it was from all the med. school follow-up classes she was taking to become a full-time surgeon.
"So where's this girl I've heard so little about?" April said with a smile standing with her hands on her hips and craning her neck around the room.
"Over here!" called Leo, waving Erma and April over.
Erma was by the girl's side in a minute. "So it was Donny who found her?" The others nodded. "Well, let's get this bandage off," she began to unravel the bandage that held the towel. "And see what the damage is…" She finally got the wrap off and was gently lifting off the towel when she let out a startled gasp. "Exactly how long has it been since she was injured?"
The others sensing something amiss looked frantically around and over her shoulder trying to see what she was getting at, but the way she held the towel and where she sat, it was nearly impossible.
"About an hour ago." said Donatello.
"Really…?Amazing…" said Erma as she inclined her head to the side, an odd expression on her face.
"What are you saying?" It was Raph this time.
"Let's just say, I can't do anything…" Everyone gasped, but Erma smiled and continued. "To healed skin." She slid back a little completely taking off the stained towel to show where the eight inch gash once was, was now a five inch scratch that was already scabbed over.
"What the hell?!!?" Raph yelled leaning in closer with everyone else.
There was sudden silence were everyone seemed to be taking in this information. An injury that was more than likely life threatening only a short while earlier was now nothing more than a scratch that one might have gotten from brushing to harshly against a corner. Erma looked down at her watch and chuckled.
"Oh! Well, since I'm not needed here, I best be going. I need all the sleep I can get." She looked around as she hoisted her backpack back over her shoulders. "I've got the early shift at the hospital tomorrow." The others nodded but looked distractedly at Lana.
"You sure she'll be okay?" Donatello asked worried.
"Yep. Even more so! I don't think I've ever seen someone heal THAT fast." She saw the worried look still on don's face. Sighing she walked over to him and put her hand on his arm. "She'll be fine. I promise." Don smiled reluctantly.
"Well," started April as Erma made her way over. "I best be goin' too. Got work early tomorrow and I don't make a happy person when I'm sleep deprived." The others laughed. "Sorry to cut this…visit short, but I'll see ya'll later, okay?" She and Erma waved goodbye as left together, leaving the four brothers in a confusing silence.
"Let me see that cut." said Leo quickly turning around to the coffee table.
After long minutes of them all staring blankly at the still shrinking cut, Raph stood up with a loud yawn. "Well, It looks like Miss-Mends-Herself is in no danger of suddenly dieing so I'm gonna hit the sack all right guys?" He yawned again as he made his way over to his room, shutting the door with a loud 'click'.
Taking his lead, Leo also set off to bed after setting a watch system with Mikey and Don. Mikey would have first watch until morning, and then he could get some sleep when Don took over. Mikey accepted happily claiming his favorite TV shows came on around this time.
Don though, could not sleep. Trudging off to his room, sure he was going to just sit up all night, remembered suddenly the dead Foot soldier near his reading place.
"Damn." he growled angrily. Disposing of a body was not on his 'Things He Wanted To Do At One In The Morning' list so he didn't even try to be quiet this time as he walked over and wrenched the garage door open making his way into the back sewers again.
The walk that usually took mere moments seemed to take forever as he slowly made his way through the dark. The sky outside had grown cloudy again with promising rain, so the only light was that of the faint street lights again. It was unbelievable that the events that now had everyone so confused happened in such a short time period, but seemed to move in slow motion. It felt as though he had been reading his book hours and hours ago. He hung his head as he continued to trudge through the sewer willing his mind to not think of Lana. But his mind wouldn't listen. He found himself thinking constantly during his walk of her strange healing ability and her inhuman swiftness. What, or who really was she? Was she a mutant like them? Or was she not even close to human as she appeared? His head hurt from thinking so much and so long that when he reached his spot and found it clear of body, he was sure he was imagining things.
But there was no body. Only thing left was a pool of drying blood and a throwing star in the tunnel's wall holding a scroll bearing the insignia of The Foot. "Damn." he said softly as he looked around as if thinking he'd see the body somewhere else or being hauled around the corner by it's gang members. But he saw nothing. He sighed and decided to keep walking in case there was something further into the sewers.
Mind racing and unfocused on the world around him he kept walking for what seemed like hours until it hit him that he should get back in case they were looking for him. 'Why would they be looking for you?' his mind questioned suddenly. "Because last time you left without telling anyone, you came back with a half-dead girl." He said, answering himself. Then feeling stupid that he was talking to himself, laughed.
Stretching his tired muscles he turned and started back, but something flashed in the dim light of one of the grates nearest him. He was about to ignore it when it flashed again and he noticed it was a dull green light that seemed to pulse from within the shadowed object. He walked cautiously towards the dim green light. The closer he got it seemed the smaller and duller the light got until he was standing over the object and the light was gone.
"Odd." he whispered to himself as he reached for his bo, but finding it not there he knelt down instead to pick it up. Nothing spectacular happened as he pulled it from the sewer floor so he let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
It was nothing more than a black leather hip pouch that looked like it had been put through every ordeal one could imagine. Thinking it was just another discarded piece of trash, he was about to just drop it and continue back when something silver caught his eye. It was a piece of metal that seemed almost bolted to the front flap of the pouch bearing a scratchy, but discernable, letter 'L'. "I wonder…?" he said softly as he turned and started back towards the lair, the leather pouch held loosely in his green hand.
Well, there was chapter 2. Not earth shattering, but I had to move the story along. There is a reason she has those powers (healing) and let me tell you…She has MUCH more.
-Next Chapter: Lana wakes up, Splinter and Turtles interrogate, Lana reveals her origins and Mikey orders a pizza. ::sighs:: there is more than just that, but that's a quick synopsis of the chapter^_^ Review please so I know SOMEONE out there is reading this. Oh, and come back and read more.
