He looked stunned for a moment and then threw her back like she burned to the touch.
"What is this" He demanded
"I don't know one minute I was in the lair an..."
"The lair! The lair! The lair is gone, I don't know who you are or what you think your doing running around looking like her but I'll kill you for it "He Screamed. She no longer had to wonder what Mikey looked like mad , the look of pure furry on his face was enough for her to take a step back she was so confused what was happening , where was she? Why did Mikey want her dead?
Her mind was racing with questions all of which left her head as she noticed his left hand coming toward her nun chuck twirling. She leaped back out of his reach and narrowly missed a bone breaking blow, weapon she thought I need a weapon something to block with, she notice a ruined pipe lying near by and scrambled for it amazed at how calm she was, but how could she be afraid of Mikey full of furry or not the thought that he would actually hurt her just didn't seem to register. She grabbed up the pipe and turned in time to block another striking left blow, her training kicking in she automatically prepared to block his right handed counter and was shocked when it didn't come, she was even more shocked when she realized why , Mikey's right arm had been severed off mid bicep. She stood stone still staring wide eyed.
"What the hell!"
"Michelangelo NO!" called the dark haired women, until now Julie had forgotten she was even there. Michelangelo turned to face her and they started to argue. Julie just stood there in a daze taking in Mikey's appearance in total for the first time he looked and sounded older, he had a few scars she didn't recognize, he had traded in his pads and waist belt for shoulder amour and a cross chest belt, he was even wearing his bandana different.
She switched her gaze from Mikey to the strange women he was with, it only took her a few seconds to recognize that face.
"April?" She questioned. The women turned to look at her with a slightly distrustful look.
"And you are?" April questioned eyebrow arched in suspicion.
"April its me Julie, don't you know who I am, "Oh god she thought why doesn't she know me "Oh god what did that light do to me" She fretted out loud.
"Light?" April questioned again.
"Yes" She responded quickly "I was going for my nightly training with Mikey but when I got there no one was there and then I heard something then there was a flash of light and I was here. She wondered if she sounded as close to tears to them as she did to herself.
April eyed her up one more time suspiciously then turned back to Michelangelo.
"She's lying "He said.
"I don't think she is "April responded "Look at her, look how young she is, listen to her , you haven't given Julie nightly lessons in 25 years.
"You think I don't know that "He growled back.
The rest of the conversation was lost on her, 25 years, she had been gone 25 years! She barely noticed when Mikey left and April began leading her by the arm off somewhere. The words just kept repeating in her head. 25 years, 25 years, 25 years, 25 years, 25 years, 25 years.
When her mind finally began to clear she was sitting at a table in a ramshackle room, April set a drink down in front of her.
"Drink this you'll feel better" she said calmly.
"Where am I?" Julie asked back taking a small sip of the unusual looking liquid.
"New York" April answered simply
"But… I... I don't understand" She stammered
"It'll all be explained, I promise, but first I need to ask you a few questions.
When April had asked Julie everything from her age to where she lived to who her boyfriend was she escorted her to a small room with an even smaller bed and instructor her to sleep. After dropping Julie off she searched the compound for Michelangelo after about an hour she found him , perched in a tree staring at the sky.
"It's her" She said.
"Are you sure?" He asked
"Positive, from the past though, still young." April said in a flat tone.
"How far back "
"About thirty years as far as I can tell" April responded in an even flatter tone already knowing what his next question would be.
"Does she?" He questioned unable to voice his real question.
"Not yet "April said "But you have to tell her" She added.
A few moments passed in complete silence.
"Michelangelo" April said sternly.
"I Know, I will, I'll try "He said "…….. In the morning".
