CHAPETER FOURTEEN
The man sighed and pocketed his wallet, " well, next time I send you back out there, I want you to find my granddaughter's mother and bring her to me," he instructed the mutant.
The mutant nodded eagerly, " Okay boss. I'm sorry I screwed up. I'll do better next time."
Stephen Rainer groaned and stalked off, hurrying out of the woods and to his secret cabin. God how he hated mutants! He cursed the NYC government who allowed mutants to live with the human society. And it was bad enough scientists weren't allowed to touch the mutants either.
The world has gone mad, Stephen decided as he threw open the cabin door.
The mutant turtle hovered in the doorway, he wasn't allowed to live in the cabin with his Master, so he slept outside.
His Master glared at him, " You still here?"
The turtle hung his head, " Sorry…I'll go now."
" Make sure you aren't seen!" his Master called after him when the mutant left the cabin.
Stephen rolled his eyes and flung himself onto his bed. He 'employed' the mutant turtle because the turtle had strength and ninja skills that were useful to Stephen. The turtle was also dim-witted and didn't know about his Master's evil plan to destroy Raphael.
I am just glad the turtle isn't related to Raphael and his brothers, Stephen thought.
Stephen had met the turtle wandering the streets one night and Stephen had wanted to kill him. He had thought the turtle was one of Raphael's brothers. After a scuffle, Stephen discovered this turtle wasn't related. The turtle called himself Glaze and had no memory of his past. He didn't know where he had come from and Stephen did not want to know.
* * *
Glaze went back into the clearing where he found the girl. He had watched her and was fascinated by her. She was beautiful with golden hair and calm blue eyes. It was obvious she was his Master's granddaughter, she and her mother had both inherited his blonde hair and blue eyes. But Glaze knew this girl wasn't anything like his cruel Master. Glaze did not why he knew, he just…did.
The turtle had also caught a glimpse of the girl's father, a mutant turtle just like him. Except for a few differences, Glaze's green skin was a darker shade and was smaller in height.
He and I are both powerfully strong, Glaze mused, he'll be a tough one to beat…but I have the ninja skills and so does he.
* * *
Megan's fever broke that evening and Renee was relived. " Megan, are you feeling better?"
Megan opened her eyes, " my head hurts," she whispered.
" Do you want some more Tylenol?" Renee asked and she nodded. Renee handed her a couple and Megan swallowed them.
" It's not much fun being sick on vacation is it?" Renee brushed a golden curl of Megan's forehead.
" But I'm not sick…I don't feel sick. I just have a headache," Megan told her.
" you've always hated being fussed over," Renee smiled, " You're like your father that way…"
" I'm sure I'll feel better once I've had some sleep," Megan said as she snuggled down under the covers.
" Do you want some dinner? Dad's making vegetable soup."
" I'll have some soup," Megan nodded.
" I'll bring it up to you." Renee kissed her forehead before heading back downstairs.
Megan closed her eyes and the memory of the attack came flood back. She didn't know what attacked her, it all happened to fast.
What kind of animal would attack me like that? Megan wondered. Her mother reappeared with a tray of soup, bread and an orange juice.
" Here you go sweetie," Renee put it down carefully and Megan dug in, suddenly feeling very hungry.
The following morning, Megan felt better. Her strength had returned and her head no longer ached.
She dressed and joined her family for breakfast. Raph stared at her in surprise, " I figured you'd want to sleep in," he greeted her.
" I feel much better," Megan replied, " can I have some toast?"
Renee made her some toast and handed the plate to Megan.
" Are you sure? You had a bad fever last night, you must be feeling weak."
" Not really," Megan bit into a piece of toast, " the fever wasn't that high. Can I go outside?"
" After the attack? No way," Raph objected, " You're staying here."
" Dad, I'm feeling better! I won't go far and I can bring my cell phone if that will help." Megan pleaded.
Raph studied his daughter. Megan looked pale but otherwise she looked better than yesterday. He had tried looking for the animal, but failed.
" All right then, but don't be long!" Raph conceded.
" Thanks Dad." She wasn't scared of the animal that had attacked her, not really.
After breakfast, she hurried outside before Dad could change his mind and went back into the clearing. She sat down at her favourite spot and began reading, when a shadow fell over her.
Megan glanced up and squinted, " Who's' there?" she demanded, instantly alert. She was starting to regret this.
" Don't be afraid," a voice answered, " I won't hurt you."
Megan's vision cleared and she gasped-a mutant turtle was standing in front of her…and it wasn't one of her uncles either.
It was a turtle she had never seen before.
The man sighed and pocketed his wallet, " well, next time I send you back out there, I want you to find my granddaughter's mother and bring her to me," he instructed the mutant.
The mutant nodded eagerly, " Okay boss. I'm sorry I screwed up. I'll do better next time."
Stephen Rainer groaned and stalked off, hurrying out of the woods and to his secret cabin. God how he hated mutants! He cursed the NYC government who allowed mutants to live with the human society. And it was bad enough scientists weren't allowed to touch the mutants either.
The world has gone mad, Stephen decided as he threw open the cabin door.
The mutant turtle hovered in the doorway, he wasn't allowed to live in the cabin with his Master, so he slept outside.
His Master glared at him, " You still here?"
The turtle hung his head, " Sorry…I'll go now."
" Make sure you aren't seen!" his Master called after him when the mutant left the cabin.
Stephen rolled his eyes and flung himself onto his bed. He 'employed' the mutant turtle because the turtle had strength and ninja skills that were useful to Stephen. The turtle was also dim-witted and didn't know about his Master's evil plan to destroy Raphael.
I am just glad the turtle isn't related to Raphael and his brothers, Stephen thought.
Stephen had met the turtle wandering the streets one night and Stephen had wanted to kill him. He had thought the turtle was one of Raphael's brothers. After a scuffle, Stephen discovered this turtle wasn't related. The turtle called himself Glaze and had no memory of his past. He didn't know where he had come from and Stephen did not want to know.
* * *
Glaze went back into the clearing where he found the girl. He had watched her and was fascinated by her. She was beautiful with golden hair and calm blue eyes. It was obvious she was his Master's granddaughter, she and her mother had both inherited his blonde hair and blue eyes. But Glaze knew this girl wasn't anything like his cruel Master. Glaze did not why he knew, he just…did.
The turtle had also caught a glimpse of the girl's father, a mutant turtle just like him. Except for a few differences, Glaze's green skin was a darker shade and was smaller in height.
He and I are both powerfully strong, Glaze mused, he'll be a tough one to beat…but I have the ninja skills and so does he.
* * *
Megan's fever broke that evening and Renee was relived. " Megan, are you feeling better?"
Megan opened her eyes, " my head hurts," she whispered.
" Do you want some more Tylenol?" Renee asked and she nodded. Renee handed her a couple and Megan swallowed them.
" It's not much fun being sick on vacation is it?" Renee brushed a golden curl of Megan's forehead.
" But I'm not sick…I don't feel sick. I just have a headache," Megan told her.
" you've always hated being fussed over," Renee smiled, " You're like your father that way…"
" I'm sure I'll feel better once I've had some sleep," Megan said as she snuggled down under the covers.
" Do you want some dinner? Dad's making vegetable soup."
" I'll have some soup," Megan nodded.
" I'll bring it up to you." Renee kissed her forehead before heading back downstairs.
Megan closed her eyes and the memory of the attack came flood back. She didn't know what attacked her, it all happened to fast.
What kind of animal would attack me like that? Megan wondered. Her mother reappeared with a tray of soup, bread and an orange juice.
" Here you go sweetie," Renee put it down carefully and Megan dug in, suddenly feeling very hungry.
The following morning, Megan felt better. Her strength had returned and her head no longer ached.
She dressed and joined her family for breakfast. Raph stared at her in surprise, " I figured you'd want to sleep in," he greeted her.
" I feel much better," Megan replied, " can I have some toast?"
Renee made her some toast and handed the plate to Megan.
" Are you sure? You had a bad fever last night, you must be feeling weak."
" Not really," Megan bit into a piece of toast, " the fever wasn't that high. Can I go outside?"
" After the attack? No way," Raph objected, " You're staying here."
" Dad, I'm feeling better! I won't go far and I can bring my cell phone if that will help." Megan pleaded.
Raph studied his daughter. Megan looked pale but otherwise she looked better than yesterday. He had tried looking for the animal, but failed.
" All right then, but don't be long!" Raph conceded.
" Thanks Dad." She wasn't scared of the animal that had attacked her, not really.
After breakfast, she hurried outside before Dad could change his mind and went back into the clearing. She sat down at her favourite spot and began reading, when a shadow fell over her.
Megan glanced up and squinted, " Who's' there?" she demanded, instantly alert. She was starting to regret this.
" Don't be afraid," a voice answered, " I won't hurt you."
Megan's vision cleared and she gasped-a mutant turtle was standing in front of her…and it wasn't one of her uncles either.
It was a turtle she had never seen before.