Thank you JediMasterKalta-74 and Tewi for responding! (I don't wanna sound stupid but how would I contact you, Tewi? Please send message.) X3, I don't want this to take up to much space so...

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"Dead silence. The animals shook with fear, their gut instincts and mounting adrenaline the only thing that helped them stay awake. And alive, hopefully, barely visible to the creature. Like the living dead, slowly, red shot eyes looked at each of them with blood lust and hunger. No pity reflected in that cold stare, no emotion within its head but pure instinct. The instinct to hunt. Its head reared up and let out a howling screech, almost like the sad tune of a melody. But they knew better than to take pity on the it. The same thing that had taken away all of the safety they had ever known. The screech hurt the animals ears, making them whimper and cry out. Blood-filled eyes shifted to the pathetic noises in jerking motions. Still in pain, they tried in vain to run away, screaming pleas to the others safe from the eyes of the monster. Each of their little hearts pounded with the fear of knowing that soon, this too, would be their fate. They still begged, one small little hare, hardly a few weeks of age, reached out to it's own parents. It still reached as the monsters mouth started eating it alive, jaw dislocating to reveal a worm-like mouth snaking with its many rows of razor sharp teeth, all curved back to make sure that none of its prey ever escapes. It still screamed as it felt the first row dug into it's flesh, still begged for the mercy of this heartless beast. This mass of death was only pure muscle and weapons. Though no heart, it relished each scream the animal let out. Each struggle only let loose more blood to trickle down its throat like a fine, red, wine. The beast hunched over, ravenous now with the taste of blood in its gut. The rabbit let out one final scream before the creature finally ripped of it's legs. The crunching bones sickened each of the other animals stomach, some with guilt but mostly with fear. They've seen what it could do, what tortures it could unleash. The parents of the rabbit we're most in horror. Though having seen many deaths, some of them their other children's and once they attempted to save one, this one was the worse. Dead glazed eyes looked up with a single look "Why?", it's paw still grasping out to them. Blood surrounded yet another victim of this monstrosity, yet, so many other pools of the same dark red could be seen scattered along the grass, a reminder, that no one was safe anymore."

The sound of crackling fire in the night accompanied the silence. "What. The shell. Was that?" Raph finally spoke up.

"And why animals?" Mikey looked slightly freaked. "Especially a rabbit?"

"Well, would you have preferred turtles? I can think up of a story of one, special turtlethat wondered a little too far away from the group...-"

"Ha hah. Very funny."

"What was the creature, Ame?" Don looked up at her. "Sounded like a wolf."

"What kind of wolf has a worm-like mouth with millions of rows of sharp teeth!"

"Only in your head, Mikey. I swear, it's those comic book junks that you read that make you such a wuss."

"Pardon." Ame grinned at Raph, siding next to Mikey. "I just so happen to read those comic book junks."

"You do!"

"Oh brother. Another Mikey."

"Miss Ame," Master Splinter thought over the story. "By any chance, is this from a folklore?"

"Yes it is." She looked over her shoulder at the forest they had grown so used to seeing. "Looking at this, it just popped in my head. I remember reading something similar to this in a story." 'Though,' she frowned slightly. 'For some reason, that story was much more gruesome than the other ones in the book. It seemed like it was some sort of warning, to stay away from that place.' Her mind suddenly clicked in alarm. 'Could this be..!'

"So. Ame." Raph interrupted her thoughts. "You never told us much about ya'."

"Veeerrrrryyyy boring story Raph." his orange-banded brother sighed heavily. "I almost fell asleep listening to it."

"Actually Mikey," she whispered, walking a little away from the little ring and looked up at the sky. The stars offered some comfort to her. "You did not hear all of it."

Michelangelo could feel his older brother's eyes on him. "You knew something and you didn't tell us?" Raphael hissed.

"But, Mikey's right. It is a long and boring story."

"We ain't goin' anywhere."

"Not like we can Raph." Don gave him a slightly irritated glance. "But seriously Ame. You don't have to tell us."

The girl smiled kindly. "Thanks Don."

"I can't take any more of this." Raph got up.

"Jealous Raph?" Mikey looked up at him grinning. "Cause she seems to like me and Don more than you and Leo."

"And if you don't shut it soon, it'll be just Don." he growled, heading to the makeshift tent he made. The younger brother just shrugged, yawning. "I think I'm tired. Night Ame."

She didn't respond, quietly moving away from the warmth of the fire to the more darker part of the cliff. Minutes later, the fire was put out by Master Splinter putting dirt on it. The lack of light and the blowing wind suddenly turned the night cold and lonely. Ame shivered, but let the cold flow over her. She had dealt with far worse conditions, living in a city alone could be worse than a night in the wilderness. The thought of a city, brought back so many painful memories. Flashes of friends, brothers, sisters, admirers, so many things had happened when she was there. 'When I get back, they will follow me.' Psy powers granted so many things, yet took so much. By foreseeing futures brought the pain of knowing what would happen, the burden of knowing that you could've done something to change the outcome. 'When I die, I will come back to tell them that I quit and erase their memories.' Glancing at the turtle's tents Amethyst couldn't help but think, 'I could live with them, call from their lair when this is over to let them know I am never coming back.' A pleading face suddenly came to mind. She looked down sadly. "But he would be..."

"You should get some sleep." Don walked up to her quietly. "We're going to find a way off this planet."

Ame shook her head. "There is no need for that. I have recovered enough to send us somewhere else. Just gather around the fire in the morning."

He frowned in thought, crossing his arms and looking at where the desert stood deathly still. "When will that be?"

"Roughly eight hours from now."

Don looked at her incredulously. "How can you tell?"

"Because I have been here before." she whispered as she left the discussion, mind filled up with so many memories that chose to come out of hiding. He grabbed her wrist.

"Hold up. I thought you said you were never here before?"

"I do not recall ever saying those words." the strange girl chuckled. "You are ninja, yes? Lesson one: Keep an eye on those suspicious and observe each meaning with intense care."

The turtle slowly let go of her grip. "You didn't answer my question earlier. What was the creature?"

She stopped. "My guess is that you have never really committed yourself to a particular religion. But neither have I really." Ame turned to face him. "Do you believe that everything can be solved with a simple equation or theory?"

He considered for a moment. "Well, after what I've seen, it's kinda hard not to. But, I still think that most of the world's problems are able to be solved by an hypothesis."

"What about emotions?"

"There have been scientists that believe that there is a science to it, something psychological."

"Do you?"

He shook his head. "I can't say for sure..."

"Many believe that emotions can take on a physical manifestation in the real world. Imagine if that were true. That all of a persons hatred can form into this one mass of nothing but hate to bring strife to those who caused it to be so. All of a persons sadness, feeling nothing but pain in a world that has some good. Lust, taking advantage of opportunities. Oh, and let us not forget blood."

"Blood?"

Slowly bringing her sheathed knife out of her sleeve, Ame slashed her wrist. Her hand twitched slightly, but she didn't bother to flinch. "Blood lust. Think of all those killers, murderers, "bad guys". If there were no prisons or special hospitals to keep them from running around. Death would be an all to familiar sight. The blood lust in humans is especially powerful, killing one another for simple things. " She stretched out her slashed wrist to him, blood slowly dripping in a haunting rhythm. "This would only pile to the anxiety, fear, pain, anger, hate, jealousy, and confusion. It would be an onslaught of someone killing someone, a never ending cycle that can not be broken."

"But that's how it is in this world. Well, the other one. We all can't help but feel like that. I mean, it's not humanely-"

"Be careful of the of the words you choose," Ame licked the blood off the blade. "I should not talk. But realize, that the six of us here, are not what they would call normal." After licking both sides, she aimed it behind her without a look back, aiming it perfectly at the base of the blue poisonous plants. Cut off from it's supply of venom and water, the once great predator fell pathetically on the floor, not before it shot out a few darts of its own as it saw something to bring down with it. Her bloodied hand was the one that it struck on the back, the venom fast acting as the veins in her arm quickly turned darker and darker from the loss of slowly losing oxygen in the blood stream.

"Notice how the plant shot out, even though it knew it was useless?"

"That was only because it tried to defend itself from you. It's a normal reaction." He looked worriedly at her arm, now turning darker shades of their normal colors. "You alright?"

Arm spasmodically moving in quick jerks, she shielded it from him and tried to cover it. "I might have bit off more than I could chew, I did not think it was this fast acting."

"I could try and treat it." he offered.

"No thank you." She dug in with her nails, bleeding a little. "I would not want it getting into your body too. Besides," her infected arm tightened as she formed a fist. "This is nothing."

"Will your body be able to get rid of it?"

"Maybe. But going back to my theory, Don." With her good arm, she gestured to the plant. "That was in self-defense. Many believe that God granted humans with the power of mind by their own will. But with that power, came the lack of ability to sense things as normal animals would. They sense danger, and if the humans are lucky, they see that, but they can not sense it. They have some, but not much to help them, and some have more than normal."

"But, how does any of this have to do with the plant?"

She smiled. "Ah. Now with the power of the mind to surpass others and demolish their homes, forests, lakes, He did not give them this, but was made as a result of the over balance in power."

Ame paused dramatically, half bored pulling out the drained needles. "Revenge."

"Well, that's gotten us into a lot of trouble."

The girl shook her head. "Payback and revenge are two different things. Payback is like another form of punishment. Revenge is when someone will never stop until that person is dead."

"So what your trying to say is, that humans are to be feared because of this one emotion. That in this realm of living, emotions could be the most powerful thing because it's the thing that drives animals and people."

"To a degree, yes."

Hesitantly, he brought down his staff and prodded the plant. She smirked at his precaution. "It is dead, if that is what you are trying to figure out."

The turtle put in down, embarrassed, but Ame noticed that he still kept it close to him to be sure. Grabbing a small vial, he used a near by leaf to drip some of the poison in. He securely screwed on the top, and examined the contents.

"Maybe I should hold that," she tore it away from him, "To make sure."

He nodded, then yawned. "I think I should get some rest, but-"

"I will take watch."

Nodding again, already dead beat, he made his way slowly back to his makeshift tent. Not long after, she could hear the flap of another tent, no doubt Leo. Smiling warmly at the tents and the snores coming from a few of them, she shook her head. "They all have a strong bond with one another, very good."

The girl unfurled her wings, jet black despite the night sky and moon. Eyes dimmed to a black red, teeth forming sharp canines where there were none before. Sitting on the edge of the cliff with her hands folded neatly together on her knees, she chuckled, almost painfully. Her voice went masculine, voice filled with cunning and cleverness. "Well, well. We are in quite the predicament, aren't we?"

Eyes turned back to a fearful lavender. "What do you want with them? You only come out when you find something interesting."

"Oh, but I have. That one with the blue headband seems interesting, filled with regret and anger." she licked her lips. "He would make a great pawn. If I can get you to get around to him..."

"He will know." the female Ame hissed. "He perception is unbelievable. Leo will know that there is something wrong and will kick me out to protect his family."

"Dedicated as well?" he chuckled. "Better yet, it will be a challenge manipulating him."

"You will do no such thing."

"Before I go," she brought out the knife, and stabbed it angrily at the infected arm. The blade went all the way through her arm with the end just barely sticking out on the opposite side. "This is for warning them about what was in the forest. And rest assured, he is very hungry."

The girl's complexion as she took in deep breathes, almost gasping for air. Sweat dripped slowly down her face and fell onto her bloody arm. Each little droplet stung and burned on her skin. She gripped the blunt edge tightly and slowly wedged it out. Each little turn cut at her more and more, making her want to cry out but bit her lower lip from doing so. If she did, more little droplets would fall and burn away at her. When Ame finally brought it out, she tossed it to the side, her breathing labored from the pain of the poison spreading quicker from her strain. She dropped her bloodied arm like a dead weight, and used the other to cover her face. Ame brought up her knees to her chest and cried.

"Have you ever seen so much life in one place? An area, so beautiful, bursting with so much with life, that it seems like another heaven?" Smiling, he grabbed her chin and brought it to his face. "Do you want to know why?" She was too afraid to answer, sobbing quietly as she put together happenings from before, determining the fate of this outcome one horror at a time. "It's because of the blood. You see, most of the world is littered with many things with the dark, red, fluid that flows within you. So rich with nutrients, the true place where emotions are born. Your kind believes that the earth is alive instead of it being a dead rock, but really, more of a vampiric sort of rock. Whatever you dump on it, it sucks it in." The boy grabbed her wrist and gashed it with his knife. They watched it fall to the ground, each droplet forming a slowly widening pool of blood. "It won't take long for the earth to soak that up, And when it does, love." He smiled coldly at her. "This earth will blossom in ways never thought possible." Still smiling, he caressed her hair in his hands. "So whenever you see a place so beautiful beyond description, know that I was there." He pressed her lips against hers. The nightmare had begun.