Mutants VS. Humans
By: TMNTlover4ever
Chapter 12: Injuries, Death, and a Sad Love Story
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. (Y'all know. So, why type it?)
Introduction: Angel's POV:
So much has happened to me tonight. I got a new famiwy and I got a new 'mommy.' She is weally nice. But my new 'uncas' have gone to get somebody or something. I hope they weturn safewy. I don't want to wose my new famiwy.
TMNT theme song
The turtles ran and jumped from the trees onto the rooftops and made their way to the, now abandoned, warehouse. There was nobody around so they just walked on in, weapons in their hands. Just in case.
"Certainly looks bigger when all the mutants ain't in here." Raph commented as they walked through the big main area. They walked to basement and into the prison area. They checked all the cages, but couldn't find Leatherhead in any of them.
Leo scratched his head. "This is the only place to keep prisoners in here. Where could he be?" He asked. They were in the front of the room now.
"I don't know." Mikey commented. He put one of his hands against the wall to lean on and the brick he put his hand on sunk deeper into the wall. Up in the middle of the circular room popped a small cage that was completely metal. No bars.
There was a door that was locked in the front of the cage.
"Mikey, you're a genius!" Leo exclaimed, not thinking.
Don slapped his forehead.
"He's never gonna let you live that one down." Raph commented.
"Oh shell..." Leo muttered as he realized his mistake.
They walked up to the lock.
"Raph, this is your work." Leo said.
Raph moved to the front and put the longest point of his sai in the lock. He twisted it and unlocked it. Raph opened the door...
LH laid there in front of them, many cuts covered his body. The turtles looked around in the cage, they noticed that there were spikes sticking out of the walls on the inside. If you moved, you got cut and they looked razor sharp.
"It looks like and old medieval torture chamber." Don said as he looked around it.
"Poor Leatherhead." Mikey said. The turtles carefully dragged LH's body out of the torture chamber. Where he had laid there was a big puddle of blood. As they dragged him, he left a small trail of blood behind them. Don took his pulse.
"Is he going to be okay?" Leo asked.
"Not sure. He's lost a lot of blood. And it looks like his left foot his either sprained or broken. I won't know until we get home, or back to the Battle Shell." Don answered.
"We can't drag him there." Mikey said.
"No, but I got the remote, remember, genius?" Don asked with a sarcastic tone when he said genius.
Don hit a few buttons and the BS2 started and left.
In the BS2
Sheri had explained everything to Master Splinter, with Angel and where his sons were going. He had made no comments, but nodded a few times.
Angel was laying in the passenger seat. Don had made the seat so it could go back like a recliner so that's where Angel was sleeping.
Master Splinter got up and put his hand on the child's forehead. He stayed there for about 3 minutes and came back to Sheri.
"Yes, I see that she has had a troubled life. It would be best if she lived with us." Master Splinter said. Sheri got up and walked to Angel and ruffled her hair. Splinter noticed that a smile appeared on Sheri's face. He realized this was the first time he had seen her truly smile of joy since she lived with them.
The Battle Shell started which made Sheri and even Master Splinter jump. They both looked at one another and said, "Donatello," at the same time. Sheri laid Angel in her lap and Master Splinter sat down in the driver's seat. They enjoyed the ride and Sheri cradled Angel in her arms, like only a mother could.
Mutant's HQ (Warehouse)
The turtles had dragged LH up to the main floor, but that was as far as they were going to get him. He was heavy. All the turtles wiped some sweat off their forehead. Well, all except Raph, who trying to be the 'tough guy' let the sweat drip down his face and soak into his bandana, but he didn't care.
A screech was heard outside the warehouse.
"That would be our ride." Don said. They dragged LH out to the BS2 and got him in with the help of Sheri and Master Splinter.
Don had put a fold out bed in the BS2 for when they had serious injuries. They got LH up on the bed and Don started checking him over.
He sighed.
"This doesn't look good." He announced as he worked.
"What's wrong?" Mikey asked with worried voice.
"I was right. He's lost too much blood...and he's got a sprained ankle." Don said. He grabbed a splint and put it on the ankle.
"He doesn't have any blood relatives and we don't have the same blood type as him. I don't know how I can help him." He admitted. He looked at the floor, he was ashamed to not have the answer for once.
Angel was still asleep and Sheri was comforting her in her arms.
"I think I can help. Maybe..." Sheri answered quietly.
"How?" Don asked. "You're not a doctor." He added.
"No, but I have powers." She said. She put Angel gently in Raph's arms.
Raph's eyes got wide. He didn't know what to do with her. He wasn't too good with kids. Raphael looked into the little child's face. She was so innocent and sweet. She was an Angel. For once, Raph had a sympathetic look to him. He rocked her in his arms, acting somewhat like a father. This surprised Leo, Mikey, and Splinter who were the only ones who noticed. Sheri stood over LH. She put her hand on his forehead.
Green sparks came from her fingers and her eyes began glowing green. The sparks danced all over LH's body, healing his cuts and letting the blood soak back into his body like water into a sponge. Yes, it was a little disgusting, but if it saved LH, the others didn't care.
"He won't wake up for another couple of hours. Besides, he needs rest." Sheri said after she was done. Her eyes were blue again.
There was an eerie silence over the BS2. Nobody knew what to say. The only sound that was heard was the little snores that Angel made in Raphael's arms. They all sensed something had happened outside.
Splinter sighed, breaking the silence. "My sons, Sheri, please go check on the battle that has taken place. I will take care of Angel." He said with outstretched arms. Raph gently put Angel in his arms.
They bowed to their Master, Sheri changed to her ghost form, and they left.
Central Park
The battle had ended. All the surviving humans and mutants had all left the scene after the mutants made the humans retreat. All over Central Park were bodies of mutants and humans that were dead. The turtles and Sheri landed in an area where you could look over all of Central Park.
"Oh man..." Raph said.
They looked over the horrible scene.
"Oh my god..." Sheri muttered.
All dead. All over Central Park. They heard somebody coughing a few yards off and they followed the cough, and found Kitten. She was laying on her back, and blood covered most of her fur. She was coughing up blood and it landed on her chest. She didn't have much time and she knew it. The turtles and Sheri gathered around her.
Donatello:
Leo and I got Kitten into a sitting position and leaned her up against a smooth rock.
"Don..." She whispered and then coughed. A little of the blood she coughed up landed on my left wrist, but I didn't care. I was worried about her. Yes, she may have been our enemy, but there was something about her...I can't explain it. Anyway, in the end, she was our friend...
"I'm...I'm sorry..." She said.
"For what?" I asked.
"That I was...your enemy." Kitten said. She coughed more, causing blood to land on the front of my plastron and slowly dripping down it, soaking into my ninja belt.
"You're gonna be okay." I encouraged.
"Don, don't kid me." She said.
"Sheri, can't you heal her, like Leatherhead?" I asked hopefully.
Sheri shook her head and quietly said, "It drained most of my energy. I could barely fly here. I'm gonna have to walk back. I won't have the energy to heal again until I sleep." She answered.
I remembered hearing those words. Those words tore me apart. I wanted to cry, but...I didn't...I couldn't...for some reason. I was mad. Mad at the humans who hurt her. Mad at Sheri because she couldn't heal Kitten.
"Sheri, how long will it take to recharge your powers?" I asked.
"About...3 hours, at the minimum." She answered.
"Damn!" I muttered under my breath. There was no way we could save her.
She noticed at how defeated I felt...and was...
"Do not worry, Donatello...I do not fear death." She had said in a comforting tone.
Tears were coming to my eyes then.
"Don't give up. We'll be able to help ya." Raph had said. He didn't mean it. I could tell. He knew Kitten wasn't going to make it, he was just trying to ease my pain.
"Raphael, I can accept that I am going to die. Don, promise me something..." She said.
"Anything." I answered, truly meaning it.
"Promise me that one day, mutants and humans will finally be at peace because y'all helped them." She said.
I couldn't promise that. Could I? How could we help the mutants and humans. Our Master didn't want us to get involved, but here I was with Kitten, my second crush, (first one was April) and she was making me promise to get into the war. I sighed.
"I promise..." I finally said
"Thank you, Donnie. I appreciate it." Kitten said with a satisfied smile.
I remember her wiping her lips with her less bloodied paw.
I don't remember how it actually happened, but she leaned in close to me and kissed me on the lips. I was the first turtle brother to get a kiss on the lips. I couldn't describe it to you if I tried. I just felt like I was on Cloud Nine. Sheri had always told me that flying was wonderful, now I actually knew how it felt. That's as much as I can explain.
She leaned back down on the rock and said those words: "I love you, Donatello."
"I love you too." I had answered.
Love...I hardly knew her. So how come I was making a big deal out of this? I guess maybe because she kissed me. Truthfully though, I didn't know what I was doing. As I sit here now in the BS2 thinking about this, I actually think that I was a fool.
"Don, I'll always be here...," She started, "Remember Don, that I'll always love you." She finished and died right there. I didn't even get to tell her that I loved her too again. Or good-bye. But I guess she probably didn't want to say good-bye, she didn't want to feel sorrow before leaving this world.
My brothers, Sheri, and I buried her in Central Park and used that smooth stone as her gravestone. I used Raph's sais and carved these words:
R.I.P.
Kitten
19-2005
"I love you, too, Kitten, and always will. We will one day meet again."
-Donatello Turtle-
Now, everyone is sleeping peacefully except for me. I feel lost, I guess is the best way to describe it. I don't know if I actually loved her, but I put that on her grave so she would rest in peace. Now I don't know if I should've because I think I was lying. Either way, I'll miss her. Even though, she acted as our enemy most of the time, I still liked her. Liked being the key word.
Maybe I did love her. Maybe I just liked her.
Who knows?
As I asked myself this question: A tear slid down my cheek and landed on the bottom of the Battle Shell 2. Then, many followed after that, and it was the first time that I had wept silently in a long, long time...
To be continued...
A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. I've been very busy with work. Sorry again. R and R please!
Another video game contest has been called. Our guests could not be here. Sorry again. Winner of the last one was-drum roll- Raphael!