Part 2
"What?" The young teenager pulled the earphones out of her ears as she looked around at her family. Each of them were staring at her as if she had two heads.
"Where the hell have you been?" Raphael snapped at his daughter, frustration getting the better of him.
"Pizza." She held up the box and shook it a little.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Sure," a pause.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing," Raph hugged her tightly.
"We thought that you…we thought that you'd been kidnapped." Leo said quietly. Splinter gave him a reproving look. Informing her of anything was Raphael's responsibility and if Raphael chose not to tell her than that was his prerogative.
"Eat now?" She asked.
"Pizza's probably cold by now," Mikey grumbled.
"Sorry, doin something else," she said. She was a little surprised when no one pushed her on just what exactly she had been doing.
(Line breaker)
"Nice," Elizabeth helped herself to the last of the salad.
"Since when do you like that so much?" Leo was staring at her suspiciously. She paused in her eating for a moment and then shrugged as if it were no big deal. But she did make a mental note of this so as not to make the same mistake again.
"Hungry," was all she said.
(Line Breaker) – Somewhere else
She hung by her nailed wrists, the pain was not unbearable, but she had a feeling that it was only the beginning. She could feel the cold on her naked body, eyes still blindfolded she had no idea where she was or if she was alone. She wanted to go home. In her minds eye she could picture her family and how worried they would be for her. Especially her father; Raphael.
"I know what you're thinking," the voice was silky smooth and spoke from somewhere to her right.
"They won't know that you're gone. You see you're not the only one; there is another who is identical to you in every way. She has taken your place. You are going to be here for a very long time and I look forward to finishing up what I started."
"Mmpf!" She shook her head frantically. Not quite believing his words, but knowing deep down inside that he was telling the truth even as bizarre as that truth sounded.
"Scream and moan all you want. There is no one to hear you. Down here you are all mine." He said. She felt him trail his fingers across her bare stomach.
(Line breaker) – Turtle lair
"You want help with your homework?" Donnie asked. Elizabeth nodded and smiled a little, holding out a notebook towards him. Donnie looked at her through narrowed eyes for a moment longer. This had to be a joke, she had never asked for help before. At least not from him.
"Ok," he took the notebook from her and read over the slightly scribbled notes she had made on the English assignment he had given her. They made no sense to him, he knew from previous assignments that she had her own weird way of doing things, but at the end she would have the answer clearly written out in words that even Mikey would understand.
"Donnie, have you seen…? There you are," her father came into the room.
"You're meant to be in bed,"
"It's only eleven," she complained.
"And ten thirty is when you go to bed, remember?"
"But…" at this she trailed off, racking her memory.
"Dad, I'm not finished my homework yet," she finished.
"Your father is right, Lizzie. I'll take a look at this tomorrow," Donnie said. She sighed loudly, before leaving the room. Raphael looked at him, eyeridge raised at his brother.
"Something wrong, Don?" He asked. Donnie shook his head, not quite certain just what it was that bothered him.
"I'm not sure yet," he muttered.
(Line breaker) – Somewhere else
"No sleeping," an open hand slapped her thigh sharply and she woke with a start from her half slumbering doze. She felt something pinch one of her nipples and then sharp pain as something was clamped there. A similar pain in her other nipple and she was clenching her teeth in an attempt not to moan loudly. A hand caressed her between her spread eagled legs. Fingers shoved roughly in and out of her.
"Mmpf!" Another moan that was meant to be the word please escaped her. She silently prayed that this was not happening, that it was just another one of her nightmares and her father would come into her room any minute and wake her. She felt something else enter her and she knew that this was no nightmare. She tried to block it all out, but she could feel him every time he thrust in and out of her. Tears of humiliation soaked the blindfold.
Time passed and so to did the person raping her, and he was replaced on and on. She lost count, she didn't want to know anymore. Not that she ever did. Someone removed the clamps on her nipples and with their removal blood rushed back, along with tremendous pain. She jerked and a muffled scream escaped her.
"Don't worry there's plenty more where that came from," the same terrifying voice spoke from nearby. She felt something cold press against her anus and she tried desperately to pull away, but there was no give. Then whatever it was that he held against her was pulled away. A moment later it touched her again, or rather slammed upwards into her. A scream of pain and surprise escaped around the gag. She felt his warm breath against her cheek as she gasped, trying to bring herself back under control. A burning pain was all she felt. Then he moved away from behind her and she felt something shove up with equal force and pain between her legs.
"I have to go for a while. Don't run off on me now," he laughed at his own little joke and then he was gone.
(Line breaker) – Turtle lair
"No," Elizabeth said to Splinter, who looked at her in shock. Then both his shaggy brows descended over his eyes.
"Now!" He said more sharply.
"No," she glared at him.
"Since when are you in charge of me?" She was angry, it didn't take a genius to see that.
"Perhaps we should talk instead," the old rat suggested. Elizabeth's hand cut through the air.
"No, no talk. No medicate!" She said. Splinter didn't bother to correct her, instead he nodded.
"If that is what you wish child," he said in his calm way.
"Stop talking," her chest heaved and she glowered at him with more hatred than he had ever seen in her.
"What is so special about her anyway! I mean aren't I special, shouldn't I be allowed to do what I want sometimes? Yet she gets you, people that love her and care about her. And what do I get? Nothing! I'm told to follow his orders and do what he says all the time and I never get to do what I want!" She was in Splinters face now, spittle flying from her mouth as she yelled at him.
"Elizabeth!" Raphael said sharply. He had heard the shouting; he wouldn't have been surprised if people topside had heard her. This was the first time he had heard her speak like this to Splinter. With some effort he calmed himself before he spoke again.
"What do you think you are doin?"
"Nothing, it doesn't matter! I'm going to sleep!" She made to move past him, but he grabbed her arm.
"Not until we talk about this," he said.
"Talk? All you want to do is talk. Has it ever occurred to you that not everything can be fixed by talking? Let me go," she glared at him with the same hatred that she had done with Splinter moments before. Reluctantly he let her arm go and she hurried from the room.
"Sit with me, my son," Splinter said. When Raph made no move to comply, he tapped his cane on the floor in front of him.
"It appears that you have just as much need of meditation this evening as your daughter does."
"Master…Sensei, I apologize she should not have spoken to you like that," Raphael said quietly.
"You have no need to take apologize for her, Raphael. I think that Elizabeth needs to learn that she needs to take responsibility for her own actions. However you will discuss it with her tomorrow when we have all had a chance to calm down. Right now you need to let your anger go, for anger if left run unchecked will destroy you from within." Splinter closed his eyes for a moment and then looked at his son as if waiting for something.
"You are right, Sensei. Sometimes I fail to see that I to can learn from the actions of those around me." Raph said. And then, they meditated together.
(Line breaker) – The following morning
Raphael knocked on her door.
"It's time to get up, Lizzie, we need to talk," he called through the door. He went to the kitchen where he knew Mikey had already prepared breakfast. He sat at the table, still managing to hold onto the calmness that had washed over him after meditating last night. When he was finished eating and Elizabeth had still not joined him, he stood up to go get her.
"I'll get her. Then I'll keep Donnie and Mikey away from here," Leo offered. Raph nodded and settled back in his chair, waiting for his daughter to join him.
"Donnie!" He heard Leo's yell. It wasn't the calm voice that Raph knew was Leo's usual tone. In fact the sound held something else to it and Raph was on his feet in an instant and out the door, Donnie was already in her room. Leo grabbed Raph by the shoulders.
"You don't want to go in there, Raph," his older brothers' voice was gentle.
"What's going on?" Mikey joined them. Raph broke free of Leo's grip and ran into her room and stopped dead. Donnie was crouched over Elizabeth who lay on the floor.
"What…?" Raph couldn't finish. Donnie looked up at him; he didn't have to say anything, the expression on his face told Raph all he needed to know.
"No," Raph whispered he shoved Donnie out of his way and dropped to his knees next to Elizabeth. He felt Donnie touch his shoulder, but ignored his brother. She was dead. His daughter had hung herself sometime during the night and no one. He had not even known. Then Mikey came over, curiosity taking over the youngest of the turtle. As if in some kind of daze Raph watched him.
"Where's the scar?" Mikey looked to Don.
"Mikey…" Don couldn't finish his question, but Mikey seemed to understand.
"She burnt her had pretty badly three days ago when she was helping me in the kitchen," Mike said. He held up the limp, lifeless hand for his brothers inspection.
"Scars like that don't just go away. Where's the scar?" He asked again. Donnie stared at him for a moment. Then his gaze turned to the hand in question, his eyes narrowed.
"Are you sure she burned it?" He asked.
"Don, I'm not imagining things. She burnt her hand badly enough to raise a blister. There's no sign that she burnt herself, none." Mikey looked confused. He stared at Donnie as if his brother could explain what was going on.
"I'll have to do an examination to find out if it's…" Donnie mumbled half to himself.
"Don? What are ya talking about?" Raph asked.
"I don't think…" Don shook his head as if not quite believing it himself.
"I don't know who this is, but it's not Elizabeth," he finished. Raph stared at him as if he was crazy.
(Line breaker) – Somewhere else
It slashed across her back, adding to the searing pain that had already been inflicted over the last few hours, days…she wasn't sure anymore. He rarely talked to her and when he did it was just to please himself. He had been whipping her for just over an hour now. Taking his time. He set aside the plain whip he had been using on her and traced one finger across her reddened back, the skin was still unbroken. That would all change soon enough. He picked up the scourge almost reverently. A vicious weapon with pieces of glass embedded in tails and metal claws at the tips. He was going to enjoy himself. He drew back his arm and let fly. The whip hit her with a satisfying sound and a loud; though muffled scream from his victim. He pulled his arm back again and admired the scratches in her back and the larger deeper holes that welled blood that had been caused by the claws. She struggled a small amount trying to relieve the biting pain in her back; the restraints only allowed her to move a little after all. He put one hand on her shoulder.
"Don't bother. You're not going to go anywhere this time," he assured her.