Ninja Turtles: "Wherever The Wind May Take Me"
Chapter 11
Can I Trust Them?
"Wha? Come on, Jake, Scaredy Kat's coming on in five minutes!" Chance whined.
"Chance, I told Marsha we'd show her around the city, so she won't get lost in case she decides to go sight-seeing," Jake explained, his arms crossed.
"What? She's just gonna stay inside all day, anyway…" Chance muttered, standing up and stretching. He barely dodged a pillow that was thrown at him by Marsha. "What was that for?"
"I am NOT going to stay inside this house all day long while the two of you are out riding around in that jet of yours in the hangar!" Marsha declared, crossing her own arms.
"Hey! That jet is for emergency missions only…not fun!"
Jake chuckled. "Yeah…emergency missions that involve escaping from Commander Feral's grasp!"
"Wait a minute…are you two criminal's or something?" Marsha asked, taking a step back.
"See what you started, Jake?" Chance grumbled. "No, we're not criminal's…it's just the Feral has different thoughts about us…" he started.
"Really?" Marsha raised an eyebrow at this. "What kind of different thoughts?"
Jake let out a frustrated sigh. "What Chance was trying to say, is that the Commander thinks of us as trouble makers, but we're not. We pick up where his troops fail at, and thus, we make the Feral even more angry at us," he explained. He took a step towards her, Marsha stepped back, yet again.
Jake shook his head and sighed again. "Marsha, I swear, we're NOT criminals. How can I get you to trust us?"
Marsha uncrossed her arms and stared at Jake. "Find me the antidote to this transformation, then I'll trust you two…"
Jake lowered his eyes to the floor. "We don't know where it is…only Donatello knows its location. I'm sorry."
As soon as Jake said Donatello's name, Marsha felt her heart break in two. "Donny…" she murmured. She ran past them and out the door.
"Well, sure shot, how are you going to fix this mess? We gotta go after her, now!"
Jake stared at Chance. "How is this my fault?" He demanded.
"You just said her boyfriend's name, and he's the one who did this to her!"
"Aw, crud!" Jake sighed again, shaking his head. "Chance, you stay here, I'll go after her."
"No way, buddy, I'm going with you! Feral will be on your tail in an instant if he sees you alone!" Chance argued back.
"I started this mess, I should be the one to fix this. I'll go find her, talk to her and straighten things out. You…you stay here and watch your show, okay?" Jake didn't wait around for an answer, for he was already out the door.
"Crud…" Chance muttered and sat back down on the sofa.
The first place Jake looked was around the junkyard, which concealed their home from the Feral's troops. "Marsha? Hey…are you here?" he called out in a gentle voice.
Marsha hugged her knees as Jake neared her hiding spot. She bit down on her lower lip, causing it to bleed a little. "Damn…" She cursed softly.
Jake whipped his head around when he heard the familiar whisper. "Marsha?" he walked over to the pile of junk where he heard the whisper and found her hiding behind it. "Ah, Marsha…there you are!" He held out his hand to help her up and noticed the hesitant look in her eyes. He sighed and sat down beside her.
"I miss him…" Marsha spoke in a voice just above a whisper.
"I know. I'm sorry. I should have never mentioned his name, but it just slipped. He'll come back for you, I promise you that, Marsha," he vowed, looking at her in the eyes. He then noticed the little bit of blood that clung on her lips. "Marsha, you're bleeding!"
He leaned closer towards her and wiped at the blood with his right thumb. "Jake…" She whispered, blushing at the closeness.
Jake blinked, not realizing how close he was to kissing her just then. "I…uh…" he murmured, and leaned in a bit closer, his face just inches from hers.
What does he think he's doing? She asked herself, watching him close his eyes. Her face turned crimson as she felt his lips on hers. She didn't know what she was feeling at the moment. Mixed feelings filled her heart, and a stray tear fell from her eyes.
Jake felt the tear hit his cheek and broke the kiss, looking at her. He then lowered his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I shouldn't have done that. Please, if you want to hit me, go ahead, I completely understand."
Marsha shook her head, a small smile crossed her face. "I don't want to hit you. I was just a bit surprised, that's all."
"This whole thing is my fault. The kiss…mentioning your boyfriend's name…bringing you here…if only Stockman never made that portal, you'd still be in your own dimension with your boyfriend," he sighed, closing his eyes.
"But then I wouldn't have met you, Jake." Marsha paused, seeing him look at her.
"What are you trying to say?" he asked in a somewhat shaky voice. He didn't want to come between the love she felt for Don.
"I…"
"Hey, buddy! Jake, where are you!" Chance's voice interrupted them.
Jake stood up and held out his hand for hers. "Now, do you trust me?" he asked. Marsha nodded and took his hand.
"Chance, we're over here! What's wrong?" Jake called as he rounded the side of the house, with Marsha at his side.
"You're not gonna BELIEVE what's going down in Mega Kat City! Come on!" Chance declared, pulling on Jake's arm, leading them back to the living room. "You may want to sit down," he told them.
Jake took the end seat of the couch, Marsha sat beside him in the middle, and Chance sat on the other end. Chance turned the volume on the television up a little bit.
"This is Ann Gora, reporting live from Downtown Mega Kat City, where yet another bank robbery took place this afternoon! The Enforcers are baffled by the no show of the ones responsible. Commander Feral, do you have any leads, yet?"
Chance scoffed as he saw Feral's face on the television. "Camera hog," he muttered.
"None as of yet, Ann. But whoever it is, they sure do like to stay in the shadows…"A soldier looking Kat ran up behind Feral. "Sir, we found something!"
The soldier held up a medal with the Foot Ninja's symbol on it.
Marsha's eye's widened upon seeing it. Chance turned the television of and stood up, pounding his fists together. "Come on, Jake, what are we waiting for? We can't let Feral hog all the glory!"
""Well, if the Enforcers don't have any leads as of yet…" Jake started.
"Jake, open your eyes, man! They just found a lead! And no doubt, it has to be the work of the Metallic Kats," Chance argued.
Jake let out another sigh. "All right, fine, we'll go. Marsha, you stay…" He looked over to the middle and noticed she was gone. Then he heard the door slam. "Crud…"
"Come on, she probably just went out for a little fresh air. She won't be in any real danger," Chance urged.
"I'm going, I'm going! Geez!" Jake muttered, shaking his head. "Don's gonna kill me for this…I just know it…"
2 be continued...
