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A/N I can't emphasize this enough. Please, please, please review. The only review I have for this story is ShadowElfBard and she's my beta reader! Oh and two from Onisius! (No offense- I appreciate it, really!) I feel really lonely guys. The last review alert that I got was for my sister's story that I posted for her. *Cries her little eyes out* I miss reviews!
11:00 pm
Center Jet
Private Air Strip
New York, New York
"Excuse me. Mr. Lyle? I think that we should wake Kara up now. She will probably have trouble with the difference in altitude and would deal with it better if she were awake," said Dr. Bo
Lyle was really starting to get annoyed with his ceaseless prattle. From the moment they got back the only thing that he did was talk about the advances those freaky turtle things could do for science. Lyle was starting to wish that he hadn't brought him. He gave the gesture to go ahead and wake Kara up.
Kara groaned as she awoke from her drug-induced sleep. She looked around to find herself in a jet, apparently. She barely had time to remember what had happened before the plane started its engines and prepared to take off.
Lyle was going to pay for what he did. How did he find her? They hadn't left any clues for them to follow. As the plane started to gain altitude she started to feel lightheaded. Suddenly she felt a pressure at the back of her head and her vision began to blur. She shook her head a few times, but it didn't help any. They pressure started to get worse and worse. She felt like screaming but she didn't want to give Lyle the satisfaction and knew that it would do no good. 'Mediation is a separation of mind and body. If you were good enough at it somebody could stab you while you were in mediation and you would not know it until you came out of it,' she remembered Leo telling her.
She shook her head a few times and took a few deep breaths. Then she closed her eyes tight. She regulated her breathing then opened her eyes slightly. She let go of herself. She was no longer in the jet or anywhere for that matter. She was in her own world. Most of the time she would just imagine it but now she was actually there. There was nothing to look at and there was nothing to hear. It was like her senses were shut off. She liked it. All her worries seemed so small and peace enveloped her.
Dr. Bo came back into the compartment where Kara was being held. She was on the floor sitting cross-legged. She looked completely relaxed. Dr. Bo walked out locking the door, not wanting anyone to scare her out of whatever state she was in.
8:00 am (the next morning)
Freaky Experiment Floor SL-26
The Centre
Blue Cove, Delaware
Donny was the first of his brothers to wake up. He took stock of where he was. He couldn't believe it. Fifteen years and they had not been captured. Then, suddenly, here they were in a cell barely big enough to move around in. He looked over all his brothers to make sure that they were all ok. As he was checking on the wound on Raph's arm he woke up and almost killed him with his bare hands. Donny jumped back as his brother sat up right and grabbed him.
"Whoa! Raph! It's me!" He yelled.
Raph woke up fully and saw that he was close to strangling Don. He released him.
"Sorry bro."
"Huh, it's not like you haven't done it before. No harm done. How's the arm?"
Raph stood up and stretched, making sure to give his arm a good couple of swings. Apparently somebody had cleaned the wound and taken out the bullet, but had failed to bandage it.
"It's fine," he mumbled as he went over to where Mikey was still lying.
He gave him a light kick in his plastron.
"Get up, I know you're not sleeping."
Mikey opened one eye.
"How dya know?"
"You snore when you sleep."
"Do not!"
"Yeah you do, but that's only when you're not sleep talkin and walkin," said Leo from where he had just gotten up.
"So what have we gotten ourselves into here?" Asked Raph.
"Well I was talkin to Jarod one night while you guys where off showing Kara how to skateboard. He said that The Centre is nothing to be messed with. I think that we should all try to act as neutral as possible to avoid them picking one of us to uh... er... dissect. Jarod said that they are heartless people that would do anything to anybody for the sake of research."
At that point they all looked at Raph.
"What? Hey I'm short-tempered, not dumb. I know how to take care of myself."
A team of doctors walked in cutting off any farther discussion. Their cage took up a whole side of the room and the doctors and their equipment was set up in the rest of the area. Donny noticed that the locks to the doors where attached to retina scanners. Three of the doctors unlocked the cage and walked in ever so slowly followed by two sweepers holding tranquilizer guns. All the guys stayed sitting on the floor in the circle they had created. One of the scientists slowly approached Raph, hunched over slightly with his hand stretched out murmuring nonsense words about not being hurt.
"I'm not gonna bite ya unless you deserve it, ya know," snapped Raph after getting annoyed by the doctor's tactics of approaching him.
The doctor straightened up in surprise when Raph spoke. The other turtles laughed at the scared expression on the doctors' faces. The other two quickly scribbled down notes in their books.
"We're not going to attack you either," soothed Don.
"Unless you do something we don't like, and then as Raph said, you would deserve it," warned Leo.
The doctors just all stood there and stared at what they thought to be dumb, overgrown, bandanna- wearing, weapons wielding, turtles.
"Well that explains why Lyle found Jarod and Takara with them," voiced one of the younger scientists.
"Now are you gonna do what you came in here to do or are you just gonna stare?" Asked Mikey.
That seemed to snap all of the doctors in motion, both the ones inside the cage and the ones outside that had stopped working when Raph had made himself heard.
The doctor that had originally tried approaching Raph scampered over to check on his wound. Raph turned his head away as she picked at the still fresh tear in his flesh where the bullet had entered. He never made a sound. He just sat there with his arm extended and a bad mood written clearly all over his face. When she had finished and had cleaned the wound again she left the cage and two other scientists replaced her, bringing in with them pans of food. One pan contained fruit. Another contained vegetables. Yet another one held cooked meats. They all got a water bowl apiece. The scientist left the food next to the door and hurried out to observe the 'animals' eating their food from a safe distance.
"So should we start a food fight just to amuse um or somethin?" Asked Mikey as he went over to check out what they had to eat.
He picked up a chunk of salmon and took a bite. He made a face but swallowed it.
"Man you'd think they thought that seasoning was evil, or something. Raph can cook better than this."
Raph moved over and took a piece of fruit out of the bowl.
"That's why you stick to the fruit dude. No cooking needed there."
Leo came over to grab a water bowl, letting his brothers have their fill of food before he ate any.
"They are trying to keep us in an environment much to a real turtle's. If we were normal we would love meat and hate vegetables considering how young we would be," explained Donny as he came over to eat along side Mikey.
"Yeah and if we were normal, we wouldn't be here right now," grumped Raph.
"Face it Raph. If you had the chance to be normal would you take it?" Countered Leo.
"Man, I want my Sais back. What I wouldn't give for a good work out right now to make this drug crap wear off."
"I second you on that one Raph. I feel so naked without my Bo."
"Yeah, imagine that. They take my Katanas but not the sheaths to keep them safe, stupid people."
"Hey personally all I want right now is a good pizza. If they plan to keep us fit on this junk they're gonna fail," whined Mikey, referring to the bland meal he was eating.
"Hah hah, you can bet on Mikey to think of his stomach at a time like this."
"What? He doesn't like to be ignored," he said patting his stomach. "Besides there isn't much else to think about."
"What we need to think about is how to get out of here," voiced Leo as he finally came over to eat some meat.
"What's with the scientists here!? Hey Leo I'm supposed to be the dude that makes the poor choices."
"If you think about it Raph, they are probably going to want to monitor us twenty four seven. We won't have any other chance to talk about it. Well personally I think that they will either try to tranquilize us or gas us. We need to stay somewhere that keeps them from setting off gas, and somewhere open so we can dodge darts."
"Well for once I think that Donny's right... Ok, he's always right. Anyways, I think that we should just split if we get the chance."
"But Leo, what about Jarod, and Kara? Not to mention Master Splinter," Mikey said, reminding him of their trapped companions.
"They can take care of themselves and if they don't get out before us then we will come back for them after we have learned more about this place," explained Donny.
Another doctor entered the room. He walked directly over to the cage and ordered that it be opened. He strutted into the space with an air of confidence surrounding him. The turtles stood as he came towards them.
"The other scientists think that you are mutated turtles. I don't believe them. I think that you are mutated humans. They think that you should have fruit, meat, and a pond. I think that you should have a bed, and anything else a human should get. Cooperate with us and I will see to it that you get what you need."
Donny came forward.
"Actually, you are both right. As for cooperating, Leo and Raph already told you, we will so long as we agree with what you are doing."
"I think that is fair. We want to run tests to see what you are and to see what kind of IQ you have. Will you cooperate?"
"Like we have a choice," Leo muttered.
"Fine... my collogues will take you to a place where we can monitor your physical fitness."
"Sounds like fun," muttered Raph.
"Why can't he just say watch you work out?" Asked Mikey as they walked out of the cage with sweepers pointing dart guns right at them.
8:00 am
Jarod's cell
SL 22
The Center
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON JAROD
I awoke slowly to the feeling of floating on air. When I finally became lucid enough I found that floating was not far from the truth. While I was out they must have put me in the cell I was in the last time I was here. They had taken precautions so far as hanging me by hand cuffs, yet again, from the ceiling. If there was any sensation left in my hands I was sure I wouldn't feel the pain that should come with having cold steel dig into your flesh. I felt too much like a traitor to feel anything physical. Somehow I had ended up leading Lyle right to the lair of my new friends.
Splinter was trying to show me how to deepen my mediation while Kara and the turtles were out patrolling. An alarm had gone off and seconds later the place was swarming with sweepers and men in black clothing and masks. Splinter hissed something about the Shredder as a man in full armor came walking from the crowd of sweepers, side by side with Lyle. My eyes had widened and I'd quickly looked for a way of escape. There had been none. Lyle had grinned at my apparent fear and held up a dart gun. Then he'd noticed Splinter. He almost fainted but managed to keep himself on his feet, probably because of all the weird things he has seen at The Centre. I'd been about to make a risky move when I'd felt a prick at the back of my neck. I'd put my hand up to feel a dart. Seconds later I was out. I could only guess that Splinter was treated in much the same manner. After all, how else would you get a master in martial arts to come with you against his will?
Now all I could think about was Kara and the turtles. Splinter was wise and knew things about taking care of himself that even I didn't know. I feel responsible for Kara though. I couldn't even think of what they might do to her. Then there was the fact about the turtles. My, how The Centre must have loved getting their grimy hands on them. It was like a bonus to catching us. I thought what I had to go through was torture. Being in The Center was going to break their spirits, and I felt bad for them because I led Lyle right to them. Not to mention that it would be hard for them to hide again when we got out of here. I'm being pretty optimistic, though. Well, it has been at least an hour since I woke up and Lyle has not showed his monstrous head so I think that I can safely assume that he is going to give me the silent treatment for at least a few days. It is going to be hard to do anything to occupy my mind in this position. I know that they would not leave me like this much longer-- a few hours at most-- unless they wanted a handless pretender.
8:00 am
SL 26
The Centre
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON KARA
I sprang into wakefulness the second the door beeped. Dang those darn beeps. They sound just like alarm clocks and they scare me half to death. Lyle walked in and I remembered my whole ordeal.
Apparently I was not very good at coming out of mediation because I didn't remember getting off the plane, or coming to The Centre for that matter. I must have fallen asleep because when the door beeped I was not mediating, I knew that much. When I saw the grin on Lyle's face I remember that I was not the only one that was captured. The thought made my anger rise.
I sprang at Lyle, but before I could do any damage two sweepers dragged me off. Lyle stepped back and straightened his tie.
"Nice to see you again too, Takara."
"If I said the same then I'd be lying," I spat as the sweepers held me back from getting at Lyle.
"You know, I would be very unhappy with you right now for trying to attack me, but today I am feeling lenient, because those freaks you brought with you are going to make us millions, not to mention give me a promotion. So today it's no beatings, just straight back to work. How does that sound?"
I stopped struggling to get at him, straightened up and put on a sarcastic smile.
"Absolutely great, killing people, pulling off terrorist attacks, helping to hide criminals. It all sounds wonderful. Oh, yeah, Jarod told me what you do with the Sims you have us do. Lyle, you are nothing but a low down, scum-of-the-earth sludge puppy that would do anything to keep his master from seeing that he pissed on his favorite carpet. I will never do a sim for you again."
"Oh it's not Sims that I am interested in right away. We can ease into those. I want to see just how much money we can make from having a wild girl in our mists. Half wolf, half girl. What will she do next?"
Lyle said it all like I was a circus freak sideshow and it just made me sick. I have never really thought of myself as a freak because it didn't really bother me the way I was, but now that Lyle was in front of me, acting like I was in the act right before the bearded lady, it made my blood boil. I jumped at him again and the sweepers once again grabbed my arms.
Being half wolf had its disadvantages too. Seeing as a wolf never used its arm muscle the way we humans do, they never develop very much. So the strength in my arms was about the same as any other fourteen-year-old girl. Well, maybe a little stronger, but the sweepers could still hold me back so long as they stayed out of range of my legs. If I tired to kick one sweeper the other sweeper would tug hard on my other arm, pulling me back from doing anything. I learned after awhile that there was no use in attacking them. Lyle walked out of the room and I immediately settled down. One thing that I learned while I was here last time was that if you act up with the sweepers when no authority figure is around, it only gets you hurt.
They led me out of the room and down the hall. I snarled at the sweeper to my left when he tried to guide me to turn to the right by putting a hand on my shoulder. His hand shot down to his side and it never went near me again. He led me to the room that I was in before for my endurance test. They shoved me in and locked the door. I gave the door a futile kick and turned around to face all the equipment that I knew was in the room. To my surprise, I saw the guys there. Leo and Don had the weights off of the barbells to use for slightly heavy Katanas and a Bo. Mikey had twisted two jump ropes into nunchucks and Raph had taken two fairly light weights to substitute for his missing Sais. They were all sparing when I cleared my throat rather loudly. Their eyes widened and they ran over to me. They all gave me hugs and even Raph joined in.
"Kara! We thought we wouldn't see you again!" Exclaimed Mikey as he gave me a huge bear hug.
"Haha that's what I thought too, Mikey. I don't know why Lyle is letting us stay together."
"It's to minimize stress. Familiar things will reduce stress and they took all familiar things away from us. So they brought you in with hopes that we wouldn't go off the deep end."
"I don't know, Donny. All I know is that we are here, in a workout room, and the scientists haven't got here yet. Which means that they plan on giving us some work out time before they try to kill us from fatigue later on today. We might as well make the most of it, because normally we wouldn't get time to work out and believe you me it is frustrating having pent up energy that you can't get rid of."
"So what do you say, more sparring, running or weight lifting?"
"I dunno, Leo. I mean, those all sound slightly boring. How about a game of basketball? We can use the bar bell racks as goals and we can use the jump ropes for boundary lines."
"Hey I'm up for it. The last time I played basketball was when we were… ok, I can't remember the last time I played basketball," admitted Raph.
We set up our makeshift court and started to play.
8:30 am
Observation Room
To the right of the work out room separated by a two way mirror
SL 26
The Center
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON SCIENTIST BY THE NAME OF DR. KOZWELL
It was absolutely amazing. Mr. Lyle had assigned me to care for these extraordinary animals that he had found in the sewers while looking for Jarod and Kara. Don't ask me how he came across them, but he brought them back when he brought the pretenders in. All I know is that if the rest of the staff and I play our cards right, we could have large raises soon.
I was watching the subjects play basketball together. It was the most extraordinary game I have ever seen! The five of them were apparently running at full speed back and forth across the work out room floor. I must remind myself to find out their true top speed. Any way, they went zipping along! I have never seen anything aside from a cheetah run that fast! Even the girl, Kara, was speeding along, keeping up with the rest of them. The turtles were doing flips and kicks to get the ball from one another. It was the oddest game I have ever seen! They must have been breaking a million rules. The blue one and the red one were apparently paired up with Kara. The orange one and the purple one were facing them off by what it seemed. The blue turtle dribbled the ball down the crude court but got it stolen by the turtle in orange. The turtle in red kicked the ball out of his hands and started the other way with it, but the turtle in purple had climbed up onto the climbing ropes that were currently suspend off the ground seeing as they were not in use, and jumped down on his back. The four turtles started rough housing and Kara rolled on the ground begging for mercy because she was laughing so hard, but the happiness was short lived.
Dr. Chutuck walked in. Kara immediately got her laughing under control and glared at him with a face of stone. At the sound of silence the others soon noticed the presence of my associate and came forward forgetting their game.
"Good morning, Kara," He said his tone so icy it sent chills down my back. "I hope you don't mind that Lyle gave me some time with you and your... friends, to study how being on the outside world has affected you and how contact with you affected them."
"If I did mind it wouldn't make a difference," Kara said. I swear, she is so defiant. She was in an at ease position except for her arms which were folded across her chest proclaiming her stubbornness.
"Well, I think you will like this. I want to see how long you can run at a slow pace."
Kara ran over to the treadmill and jumped onto it.
"But you would never let us run at our own pace for fear of us holding back, so you are gonna make us run on these dumb treadmills."
"I'm assuming that means us too," said the one in orange as he hopped over the bar used to steady yourself.
"Starting somewhere, using all your energy, and going nowhere. I don't like that," grumbled the one in blue.
The one in red did a flip over the control panel and landed on the belt of a treadmill.
"But we don't have a choice so we might as well do it. Anyway, he's the one who will be wasting his time sitting here watching us."
"I feel pity for you, dude," said the one in orange.
Dr. Chutuck took out his notepad and wrote down notes as he talked out loud.
"Orange one shows signs of sarcasm."
"Mikey," said the orange one right after the first syllable or the word orange came out of Dr. Chutuck's mouth. He looked up and Mikey/ Orange gave him a huge toothy grin. He started to point towards the other turtles and went down the line of the way they were on the treadmills.
"Donny, Raph, Leo, Mikey. Purple, Red, Blue and Orange sound weird."
Chutuck cocked an eyebrow and shrugged. He walked over and turned on each of the machines. As he turned his back each of the turtles cranked the machines high. Kara giggled and she too cranked hers higher before Chutuck turned back around. He turned back around and noticed the increase in speed and glared at the culprits.
"I always hated the turtle and the hare story. It made us look slow and lazy," said the one who apparently liked to be called Donny.
Chutuck shook his head and sat down in a chair leaving the machines where they were.
Two hours later
WARNING FIRST PERSON DR. CHUTUCK
I was amazed at the speed the turtles could go. Not only that but apparently they could maintain that speed for a long period of time. They were even talking and joking with the other subject, Kara. I was originally put on the project with the mutant turtles but Lyle decided last minute that he wanted to test Kara again to compare results with her old tests from when she first transformed. He also thought that it would make the turtles more… cooperative. I guess he was right. It looked like if Kara did it then the others knew it was safe and did it too. Now the only thing that I was worried about was the tests that had to do with us taking blood and shell fragments along with other things we would be interested in studying from them. As before, originally it was just the turtles but Lyle insisted on Kara having the same tests. They had to do the rest of the physical test and then we had to do IQ tests as well as taking tissue samples.
I dearly wish that these mutants would get tired sometime soon. I had turned the treadmills up as fast as I dared to. Yet when I thought they were surly done and had no more energy left they would start to speed up again. Kara stayed at a steady quick lope. She seemed to pace herself more than the other subjects did. I started to doze off. Watching for changes in these subjects was deadly boring. When my head dropped down onto my chest I heard giggles. My head popped back up and I was wide-awake again for the time being. Kara was giggling and the others subjects were grinning fit to burst except for the red one who apparently liked to be called Raph. He was struggling to hide his laughter but a small smirk still appeared on his face. I looked around to see what they were laughing at but I couldn't find anything. Ten minutes later my eyelids started to drop again. This time I caught myself and shook my head a bit to help keep me alert. I looked more closely at the subjects. They had changed treadmills! In the time that I had dozed off which was maybe a few seconds they had traded treadmills! Kara stayed where she was so as not to give up the game but the turtles had moved around. They had just ruined my test! Now I didn't know how each individual turtle did. That one turtle, Raph, sneered at me. The others grinned too when they realized the gig was up.
"Dude man, you need more sleep. You're dozin off at work. You don't want to get fired ya know," said the Mikey one.
I finally gave up on the endurance test. They had messed it up, it didn't seem like they would be getting tired anytime soon, and there was no way I was going to start this test over right now to get correct results. I told them that the test was over and left the room. The sweepers would come in and get them after I saw how they reacted to being around Kara alone.
END FIRST PERSON
The guys sat talking with Kara. Don had found some towels in a cupboard, and Kara directed them to the showers she was in the last time she was here. They all took a shower while talking to each other through the brick wall that separated the showers into stalls.
"I donno about you guys, but I sure did need a shower."
"Haha, well ya know we're the lucky ones, Kara. We don't have to worry about cloths."
"Ah the luxuries of being able to run around naked."
The guys came out of the shower and Kara soon followed wearing the same cloths she had on when she went in. The guys put their belts and bandannas back on while Kara toweled her hair dry. Just after they were done getting freshened up a team of sweepers walked in holding tranquilizer guns. The group started to walk towards them when a rookie sweeper let a dart fly at Mikey. Mikey leaped to one side.
"Hey dude, watch where you're shootin those things!"
Another sweeper shot off a dart and this time Leo moved to avoid it.
"Why do I get the feeling that they aren't looking for us to cooperate here?"
"Because they don't want us back in our rooms, they want us knocked out."
"So they can do what they couldn't do to us while we were awake," Don finished for Kara.
"Cause we won't let 'em, or cause it is physically impossible?" Asked Raph as he ducked another missile.
"As much as I'd like to say impossible, I'd have to say that they want us out cause we won't like what they want to do and it's too much of a danger keeping us awake," said Kara.
The five dodged darts for what seemed like forever before the sweepers finally got it together that they had to shoot at the same target at the same time. In a matter of minutes all of them were on the ground trying to stay awake. The last thing they saw before they fell into the abyss of darkness were the sweepers advancing to take them to wherever they planned on taking them.
A/N: Once again, please review, or else I might think that you all just up and left and then I might not be able to finish my story due to loneliness. (Ok, you all know I wouldn't just forget about a story, but if I don't get a review I'll feel awful bad!)
A/N I can't emphasize this enough. Please, please, please review. The only review I have for this story is ShadowElfBard and she's my beta reader! Oh and two from Onisius! (No offense- I appreciate it, really!) I feel really lonely guys. The last review alert that I got was for my sister's story that I posted for her. *Cries her little eyes out* I miss reviews!
11:00 pm
Center Jet
Private Air Strip
New York, New York
"Excuse me. Mr. Lyle? I think that we should wake Kara up now. She will probably have trouble with the difference in altitude and would deal with it better if she were awake," said Dr. Bo
Lyle was really starting to get annoyed with his ceaseless prattle. From the moment they got back the only thing that he did was talk about the advances those freaky turtle things could do for science. Lyle was starting to wish that he hadn't brought him. He gave the gesture to go ahead and wake Kara up.
Kara groaned as she awoke from her drug-induced sleep. She looked around to find herself in a jet, apparently. She barely had time to remember what had happened before the plane started its engines and prepared to take off.
Lyle was going to pay for what he did. How did he find her? They hadn't left any clues for them to follow. As the plane started to gain altitude she started to feel lightheaded. Suddenly she felt a pressure at the back of her head and her vision began to blur. She shook her head a few times, but it didn't help any. They pressure started to get worse and worse. She felt like screaming but she didn't want to give Lyle the satisfaction and knew that it would do no good. 'Mediation is a separation of mind and body. If you were good enough at it somebody could stab you while you were in mediation and you would not know it until you came out of it,' she remembered Leo telling her.
She shook her head a few times and took a few deep breaths. Then she closed her eyes tight. She regulated her breathing then opened her eyes slightly. She let go of herself. She was no longer in the jet or anywhere for that matter. She was in her own world. Most of the time she would just imagine it but now she was actually there. There was nothing to look at and there was nothing to hear. It was like her senses were shut off. She liked it. All her worries seemed so small and peace enveloped her.
Dr. Bo came back into the compartment where Kara was being held. She was on the floor sitting cross-legged. She looked completely relaxed. Dr. Bo walked out locking the door, not wanting anyone to scare her out of whatever state she was in.
8:00 am (the next morning)
Freaky Experiment Floor SL-26
The Centre
Blue Cove, Delaware
Donny was the first of his brothers to wake up. He took stock of where he was. He couldn't believe it. Fifteen years and they had not been captured. Then, suddenly, here they were in a cell barely big enough to move around in. He looked over all his brothers to make sure that they were all ok. As he was checking on the wound on Raph's arm he woke up and almost killed him with his bare hands. Donny jumped back as his brother sat up right and grabbed him.
"Whoa! Raph! It's me!" He yelled.
Raph woke up fully and saw that he was close to strangling Don. He released him.
"Sorry bro."
"Huh, it's not like you haven't done it before. No harm done. How's the arm?"
Raph stood up and stretched, making sure to give his arm a good couple of swings. Apparently somebody had cleaned the wound and taken out the bullet, but had failed to bandage it.
"It's fine," he mumbled as he went over to where Mikey was still lying.
He gave him a light kick in his plastron.
"Get up, I know you're not sleeping."
Mikey opened one eye.
"How dya know?"
"You snore when you sleep."
"Do not!"
"Yeah you do, but that's only when you're not sleep talkin and walkin," said Leo from where he had just gotten up.
"So what have we gotten ourselves into here?" Asked Raph.
"Well I was talkin to Jarod one night while you guys where off showing Kara how to skateboard. He said that The Centre is nothing to be messed with. I think that we should all try to act as neutral as possible to avoid them picking one of us to uh... er... dissect. Jarod said that they are heartless people that would do anything to anybody for the sake of research."
At that point they all looked at Raph.
"What? Hey I'm short-tempered, not dumb. I know how to take care of myself."
A team of doctors walked in cutting off any farther discussion. Their cage took up a whole side of the room and the doctors and their equipment was set up in the rest of the area. Donny noticed that the locks to the doors where attached to retina scanners. Three of the doctors unlocked the cage and walked in ever so slowly followed by two sweepers holding tranquilizer guns. All the guys stayed sitting on the floor in the circle they had created. One of the scientists slowly approached Raph, hunched over slightly with his hand stretched out murmuring nonsense words about not being hurt.
"I'm not gonna bite ya unless you deserve it, ya know," snapped Raph after getting annoyed by the doctor's tactics of approaching him.
The doctor straightened up in surprise when Raph spoke. The other turtles laughed at the scared expression on the doctors' faces. The other two quickly scribbled down notes in their books.
"We're not going to attack you either," soothed Don.
"Unless you do something we don't like, and then as Raph said, you would deserve it," warned Leo.
The doctors just all stood there and stared at what they thought to be dumb, overgrown, bandanna- wearing, weapons wielding, turtles.
"Well that explains why Lyle found Jarod and Takara with them," voiced one of the younger scientists.
"Now are you gonna do what you came in here to do or are you just gonna stare?" Asked Mikey.
That seemed to snap all of the doctors in motion, both the ones inside the cage and the ones outside that had stopped working when Raph had made himself heard.
The doctor that had originally tried approaching Raph scampered over to check on his wound. Raph turned his head away as she picked at the still fresh tear in his flesh where the bullet had entered. He never made a sound. He just sat there with his arm extended and a bad mood written clearly all over his face. When she had finished and had cleaned the wound again she left the cage and two other scientists replaced her, bringing in with them pans of food. One pan contained fruit. Another contained vegetables. Yet another one held cooked meats. They all got a water bowl apiece. The scientist left the food next to the door and hurried out to observe the 'animals' eating their food from a safe distance.
"So should we start a food fight just to amuse um or somethin?" Asked Mikey as he went over to check out what they had to eat.
He picked up a chunk of salmon and took a bite. He made a face but swallowed it.
"Man you'd think they thought that seasoning was evil, or something. Raph can cook better than this."
Raph moved over and took a piece of fruit out of the bowl.
"That's why you stick to the fruit dude. No cooking needed there."
Leo came over to grab a water bowl, letting his brothers have their fill of food before he ate any.
"They are trying to keep us in an environment much to a real turtle's. If we were normal we would love meat and hate vegetables considering how young we would be," explained Donny as he came over to eat along side Mikey.
"Yeah and if we were normal, we wouldn't be here right now," grumped Raph.
"Face it Raph. If you had the chance to be normal would you take it?" Countered Leo.
"Man, I want my Sais back. What I wouldn't give for a good work out right now to make this drug crap wear off."
"I second you on that one Raph. I feel so naked without my Bo."
"Yeah, imagine that. They take my Katanas but not the sheaths to keep them safe, stupid people."
"Hey personally all I want right now is a good pizza. If they plan to keep us fit on this junk they're gonna fail," whined Mikey, referring to the bland meal he was eating.
"Hah hah, you can bet on Mikey to think of his stomach at a time like this."
"What? He doesn't like to be ignored," he said patting his stomach. "Besides there isn't much else to think about."
"What we need to think about is how to get out of here," voiced Leo as he finally came over to eat some meat.
"What's with the scientists here!? Hey Leo I'm supposed to be the dude that makes the poor choices."
"If you think about it Raph, they are probably going to want to monitor us twenty four seven. We won't have any other chance to talk about it. Well personally I think that they will either try to tranquilize us or gas us. We need to stay somewhere that keeps them from setting off gas, and somewhere open so we can dodge darts."
"Well for once I think that Donny's right... Ok, he's always right. Anyways, I think that we should just split if we get the chance."
"But Leo, what about Jarod, and Kara? Not to mention Master Splinter," Mikey said, reminding him of their trapped companions.
"They can take care of themselves and if they don't get out before us then we will come back for them after we have learned more about this place," explained Donny.
Another doctor entered the room. He walked directly over to the cage and ordered that it be opened. He strutted into the space with an air of confidence surrounding him. The turtles stood as he came towards them.
"The other scientists think that you are mutated turtles. I don't believe them. I think that you are mutated humans. They think that you should have fruit, meat, and a pond. I think that you should have a bed, and anything else a human should get. Cooperate with us and I will see to it that you get what you need."
Donny came forward.
"Actually, you are both right. As for cooperating, Leo and Raph already told you, we will so long as we agree with what you are doing."
"I think that is fair. We want to run tests to see what you are and to see what kind of IQ you have. Will you cooperate?"
"Like we have a choice," Leo muttered.
"Fine... my collogues will take you to a place where we can monitor your physical fitness."
"Sounds like fun," muttered Raph.
"Why can't he just say watch you work out?" Asked Mikey as they walked out of the cage with sweepers pointing dart guns right at them.
8:00 am
Jarod's cell
SL 22
The Center
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON JAROD
I awoke slowly to the feeling of floating on air. When I finally became lucid enough I found that floating was not far from the truth. While I was out they must have put me in the cell I was in the last time I was here. They had taken precautions so far as hanging me by hand cuffs, yet again, from the ceiling. If there was any sensation left in my hands I was sure I wouldn't feel the pain that should come with having cold steel dig into your flesh. I felt too much like a traitor to feel anything physical. Somehow I had ended up leading Lyle right to the lair of my new friends.
Splinter was trying to show me how to deepen my mediation while Kara and the turtles were out patrolling. An alarm had gone off and seconds later the place was swarming with sweepers and men in black clothing and masks. Splinter hissed something about the Shredder as a man in full armor came walking from the crowd of sweepers, side by side with Lyle. My eyes had widened and I'd quickly looked for a way of escape. There had been none. Lyle had grinned at my apparent fear and held up a dart gun. Then he'd noticed Splinter. He almost fainted but managed to keep himself on his feet, probably because of all the weird things he has seen at The Centre. I'd been about to make a risky move when I'd felt a prick at the back of my neck. I'd put my hand up to feel a dart. Seconds later I was out. I could only guess that Splinter was treated in much the same manner. After all, how else would you get a master in martial arts to come with you against his will?
Now all I could think about was Kara and the turtles. Splinter was wise and knew things about taking care of himself that even I didn't know. I feel responsible for Kara though. I couldn't even think of what they might do to her. Then there was the fact about the turtles. My, how The Centre must have loved getting their grimy hands on them. It was like a bonus to catching us. I thought what I had to go through was torture. Being in The Center was going to break their spirits, and I felt bad for them because I led Lyle right to them. Not to mention that it would be hard for them to hide again when we got out of here. I'm being pretty optimistic, though. Well, it has been at least an hour since I woke up and Lyle has not showed his monstrous head so I think that I can safely assume that he is going to give me the silent treatment for at least a few days. It is going to be hard to do anything to occupy my mind in this position. I know that they would not leave me like this much longer-- a few hours at most-- unless they wanted a handless pretender.
8:00 am
SL 26
The Centre
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON KARA
I sprang into wakefulness the second the door beeped. Dang those darn beeps. They sound just like alarm clocks and they scare me half to death. Lyle walked in and I remembered my whole ordeal.
Apparently I was not very good at coming out of mediation because I didn't remember getting off the plane, or coming to The Centre for that matter. I must have fallen asleep because when the door beeped I was not mediating, I knew that much. When I saw the grin on Lyle's face I remember that I was not the only one that was captured. The thought made my anger rise.
I sprang at Lyle, but before I could do any damage two sweepers dragged me off. Lyle stepped back and straightened his tie.
"Nice to see you again too, Takara."
"If I said the same then I'd be lying," I spat as the sweepers held me back from getting at Lyle.
"You know, I would be very unhappy with you right now for trying to attack me, but today I am feeling lenient, because those freaks you brought with you are going to make us millions, not to mention give me a promotion. So today it's no beatings, just straight back to work. How does that sound?"
I stopped struggling to get at him, straightened up and put on a sarcastic smile.
"Absolutely great, killing people, pulling off terrorist attacks, helping to hide criminals. It all sounds wonderful. Oh, yeah, Jarod told me what you do with the Sims you have us do. Lyle, you are nothing but a low down, scum-of-the-earth sludge puppy that would do anything to keep his master from seeing that he pissed on his favorite carpet. I will never do a sim for you again."
"Oh it's not Sims that I am interested in right away. We can ease into those. I want to see just how much money we can make from having a wild girl in our mists. Half wolf, half girl. What will she do next?"
Lyle said it all like I was a circus freak sideshow and it just made me sick. I have never really thought of myself as a freak because it didn't really bother me the way I was, but now that Lyle was in front of me, acting like I was in the act right before the bearded lady, it made my blood boil. I jumped at him again and the sweepers once again grabbed my arms.
Being half wolf had its disadvantages too. Seeing as a wolf never used its arm muscle the way we humans do, they never develop very much. So the strength in my arms was about the same as any other fourteen-year-old girl. Well, maybe a little stronger, but the sweepers could still hold me back so long as they stayed out of range of my legs. If I tired to kick one sweeper the other sweeper would tug hard on my other arm, pulling me back from doing anything. I learned after awhile that there was no use in attacking them. Lyle walked out of the room and I immediately settled down. One thing that I learned while I was here last time was that if you act up with the sweepers when no authority figure is around, it only gets you hurt.
They led me out of the room and down the hall. I snarled at the sweeper to my left when he tried to guide me to turn to the right by putting a hand on my shoulder. His hand shot down to his side and it never went near me again. He led me to the room that I was in before for my endurance test. They shoved me in and locked the door. I gave the door a futile kick and turned around to face all the equipment that I knew was in the room. To my surprise, I saw the guys there. Leo and Don had the weights off of the barbells to use for slightly heavy Katanas and a Bo. Mikey had twisted two jump ropes into nunchucks and Raph had taken two fairly light weights to substitute for his missing Sais. They were all sparing when I cleared my throat rather loudly. Their eyes widened and they ran over to me. They all gave me hugs and even Raph joined in.
"Kara! We thought we wouldn't see you again!" Exclaimed Mikey as he gave me a huge bear hug.
"Haha that's what I thought too, Mikey. I don't know why Lyle is letting us stay together."
"It's to minimize stress. Familiar things will reduce stress and they took all familiar things away from us. So they brought you in with hopes that we wouldn't go off the deep end."
"I don't know, Donny. All I know is that we are here, in a workout room, and the scientists haven't got here yet. Which means that they plan on giving us some work out time before they try to kill us from fatigue later on today. We might as well make the most of it, because normally we wouldn't get time to work out and believe you me it is frustrating having pent up energy that you can't get rid of."
"So what do you say, more sparring, running or weight lifting?"
"I dunno, Leo. I mean, those all sound slightly boring. How about a game of basketball? We can use the bar bell racks as goals and we can use the jump ropes for boundary lines."
"Hey I'm up for it. The last time I played basketball was when we were… ok, I can't remember the last time I played basketball," admitted Raph.
We set up our makeshift court and started to play.
8:30 am
Observation Room
To the right of the work out room separated by a two way mirror
SL 26
The Center
Blue Cove, Delaware
WARNING FIRST PERSON SCIENTIST BY THE NAME OF DR. KOZWELL
It was absolutely amazing. Mr. Lyle had assigned me to care for these extraordinary animals that he had found in the sewers while looking for Jarod and Kara. Don't ask me how he came across them, but he brought them back when he brought the pretenders in. All I know is that if the rest of the staff and I play our cards right, we could have large raises soon.
I was watching the subjects play basketball together. It was the most extraordinary game I have ever seen! The five of them were apparently running at full speed back and forth across the work out room floor. I must remind myself to find out their true top speed. Any way, they went zipping along! I have never seen anything aside from a cheetah run that fast! Even the girl, Kara, was speeding along, keeping up with the rest of them. The turtles were doing flips and kicks to get the ball from one another. It was the oddest game I have ever seen! They must have been breaking a million rules. The blue one and the red one were apparently paired up with Kara. The orange one and the purple one were facing them off by what it seemed. The blue turtle dribbled the ball down the crude court but got it stolen by the turtle in orange. The turtle in red kicked the ball out of his hands and started the other way with it, but the turtle in purple had climbed up onto the climbing ropes that were currently suspend off the ground seeing as they were not in use, and jumped down on his back. The four turtles started rough housing and Kara rolled on the ground begging for mercy because she was laughing so hard, but the happiness was short lived.
Dr. Chutuck walked in. Kara immediately got her laughing under control and glared at him with a face of stone. At the sound of silence the others soon noticed the presence of my associate and came forward forgetting their game.
"Good morning, Kara," He said his tone so icy it sent chills down my back. "I hope you don't mind that Lyle gave me some time with you and your... friends, to study how being on the outside world has affected you and how contact with you affected them."
"If I did mind it wouldn't make a difference," Kara said. I swear, she is so defiant. She was in an at ease position except for her arms which were folded across her chest proclaiming her stubbornness.
"Well, I think you will like this. I want to see how long you can run at a slow pace."
Kara ran over to the treadmill and jumped onto it.
"But you would never let us run at our own pace for fear of us holding back, so you are gonna make us run on these dumb treadmills."
"I'm assuming that means us too," said the one in orange as he hopped over the bar used to steady yourself.
"Starting somewhere, using all your energy, and going nowhere. I don't like that," grumbled the one in blue.
The one in red did a flip over the control panel and landed on the belt of a treadmill.
"But we don't have a choice so we might as well do it. Anyway, he's the one who will be wasting his time sitting here watching us."
"I feel pity for you, dude," said the one in orange.
Dr. Chutuck took out his notepad and wrote down notes as he talked out loud.
"Orange one shows signs of sarcasm."
"Mikey," said the orange one right after the first syllable or the word orange came out of Dr. Chutuck's mouth. He looked up and Mikey/ Orange gave him a huge toothy grin. He started to point towards the other turtles and went down the line of the way they were on the treadmills.
"Donny, Raph, Leo, Mikey. Purple, Red, Blue and Orange sound weird."
Chutuck cocked an eyebrow and shrugged. He walked over and turned on each of the machines. As he turned his back each of the turtles cranked the machines high. Kara giggled and she too cranked hers higher before Chutuck turned back around. He turned back around and noticed the increase in speed and glared at the culprits.
"I always hated the turtle and the hare story. It made us look slow and lazy," said the one who apparently liked to be called Donny.
Chutuck shook his head and sat down in a chair leaving the machines where they were.
Two hours later
WARNING FIRST PERSON DR. CHUTUCK
I was amazed at the speed the turtles could go. Not only that but apparently they could maintain that speed for a long period of time. They were even talking and joking with the other subject, Kara. I was originally put on the project with the mutant turtles but Lyle decided last minute that he wanted to test Kara again to compare results with her old tests from when she first transformed. He also thought that it would make the turtles more… cooperative. I guess he was right. It looked like if Kara did it then the others knew it was safe and did it too. Now the only thing that I was worried about was the tests that had to do with us taking blood and shell fragments along with other things we would be interested in studying from them. As before, originally it was just the turtles but Lyle insisted on Kara having the same tests. They had to do the rest of the physical test and then we had to do IQ tests as well as taking tissue samples.
I dearly wish that these mutants would get tired sometime soon. I had turned the treadmills up as fast as I dared to. Yet when I thought they were surly done and had no more energy left they would start to speed up again. Kara stayed at a steady quick lope. She seemed to pace herself more than the other subjects did. I started to doze off. Watching for changes in these subjects was deadly boring. When my head dropped down onto my chest I heard giggles. My head popped back up and I was wide-awake again for the time being. Kara was giggling and the others subjects were grinning fit to burst except for the red one who apparently liked to be called Raph. He was struggling to hide his laughter but a small smirk still appeared on his face. I looked around to see what they were laughing at but I couldn't find anything. Ten minutes later my eyelids started to drop again. This time I caught myself and shook my head a bit to help keep me alert. I looked more closely at the subjects. They had changed treadmills! In the time that I had dozed off which was maybe a few seconds they had traded treadmills! Kara stayed where she was so as not to give up the game but the turtles had moved around. They had just ruined my test! Now I didn't know how each individual turtle did. That one turtle, Raph, sneered at me. The others grinned too when they realized the gig was up.
"Dude man, you need more sleep. You're dozin off at work. You don't want to get fired ya know," said the Mikey one.
I finally gave up on the endurance test. They had messed it up, it didn't seem like they would be getting tired anytime soon, and there was no way I was going to start this test over right now to get correct results. I told them that the test was over and left the room. The sweepers would come in and get them after I saw how they reacted to being around Kara alone.
END FIRST PERSON
The guys sat talking with Kara. Don had found some towels in a cupboard, and Kara directed them to the showers she was in the last time she was here. They all took a shower while talking to each other through the brick wall that separated the showers into stalls.
"I donno about you guys, but I sure did need a shower."
"Haha, well ya know we're the lucky ones, Kara. We don't have to worry about cloths."
"Ah the luxuries of being able to run around naked."
The guys came out of the shower and Kara soon followed wearing the same cloths she had on when she went in. The guys put their belts and bandannas back on while Kara toweled her hair dry. Just after they were done getting freshened up a team of sweepers walked in holding tranquilizer guns. The group started to walk towards them when a rookie sweeper let a dart fly at Mikey. Mikey leaped to one side.
"Hey dude, watch where you're shootin those things!"
Another sweeper shot off a dart and this time Leo moved to avoid it.
"Why do I get the feeling that they aren't looking for us to cooperate here?"
"Because they don't want us back in our rooms, they want us knocked out."
"So they can do what they couldn't do to us while we were awake," Don finished for Kara.
"Cause we won't let 'em, or cause it is physically impossible?" Asked Raph as he ducked another missile.
"As much as I'd like to say impossible, I'd have to say that they want us out cause we won't like what they want to do and it's too much of a danger keeping us awake," said Kara.
The five dodged darts for what seemed like forever before the sweepers finally got it together that they had to shoot at the same target at the same time. In a matter of minutes all of them were on the ground trying to stay awake. The last thing they saw before they fell into the abyss of darkness were the sweepers advancing to take them to wherever they planned on taking them.
A/N: Once again, please review, or else I might think that you all just up and left and then I might not be able to finish my story due to loneliness. (Ok, you all know I wouldn't just forget about a story, but if I don't get a review I'll feel awful bad!)