All right, I know I said that I wouldn't be posting again soon, but I'm in denial about all that's due and have retreated into my fantasy world and my books. I can't help myself. It's either this or a terrible tummy ache. It's sad, I know. Well, without further do, chapter four.
I own nothing but Renee, my storyline, and the car mentioned in the last chapter. Although I think that technically my dad owns the car.
Chapter 4: Renee's Second Secret
There was something different about Renee's last cry, and everyone, mutant and Foot alike, turned to look at her. She was glowing with an energy that was black and thickly bordered in pink. She opened her eyes and focused on the Foot as she stood up.
"I told you to stay away from my friends." She said, "And. I. Meant It."
All of a sudden, the energy surrounding her also surrounded the Foot nearest to the guys. It took those Foot and hurled them away, some to crash into walls, some to crash into the ground, some into other Foot and some simply went out of sight, over the buildings. The rest of the Foot turned to flee for their lives.
The turtles and Splinter watched, amazed, as Renee drove the Foot out of the ally. It was an awesome and terrifying sight to see. She was simply directing the energy with her mind, not even using hand motions. The Foot were quickly disappearing from sight, or being knocked out. They were shouting in terror, and Renee was growling and hissing in anger.
"Mmmuhn!" she grunted as she hurled people and objects. "Hnnnuah!" Trash and other pieces of debris that were in the ally started to be picked up. Soon larger chucks of debris were being hurled around in a giant whirlwind.
By this time the Foot had hightailed it out of there, and only Karai was left. "This is not over turtles. I will be back, and I will get the girl." She quickly left, before she was caught up in the whirlwind Renee had created.
"All right Renee, ya did it!" Raph said.
"You go dudette!" Mikey yelled.
Renee didn't respond.
"Renee?" Donny asked "Renee? You can stop now. It's all right. The Foot are gone. Renee?"
Renee was breathing hard "To, to much. I can't-I can't…. control it. I need to…Uuuuhhhhnnn!" she doubled over, and the whirlwind increased. The turtles and Splinter fought to stay on the ground and avoid objects flying through the air. Renee clutched her head. "I can't- I can't….I can't control it!" She screamed once more, then collapsed, unconscious
As soon as she had become unconscious, the whirlwind ceased and all the objects that were caught in it fell.
"Yeagh! Watch out!" Mikey hollered.
They dodged several falling items, trying not to get hit to bad. Leo grabbed Renee to keep her from getting hit by the falling objects. In a few seconds, everything was on the ground and police sirens could be heard heading their way.
"Quickly my sons, we must leave. Bring Miss Finrir along. We cannot leave her here to be discovered in her present form." Master Splinter commanded.
They all jumped into action to get into the sewers, although they couldn't find the manhole cover anywhere. They just hoped that with all the other debris laying around, a missing manhole cover wouldn't be too suspicious. With Renee being carried by Leo, they carefully made their way toward their home.
Mmm. A rhythmic swaying. Sounds. A beating, close to her ears. Footsteps. But not the beating. Ears out. Tail out, draped across her middle. Why? Swaying. A close source of heat, pressed up to her. Or is she pressed up to it? What is the beating? Supports. Under her back and knees. Knees are folded. Carried. She's being carried. The beating. A heart. The heart of the one who is carrying her. Sounds. Soft footsteps. Probably couldn't hear them without her ears out. Dripping water. Sloshing water. Swirling water. Not to fond of water. At least not in a pool, ocean or bathtub. Smells.
"Uhhhgh!"
A voice. "She's comin' 'round." Rough. Brisk. Near. The voice of who's carrying her. Eyes. Have to open eyes.
Deep breath. "Mmmm." Blinking. Darkness. Nothing to be seen. No. Wait. A little light. Fuzzy. Focusing. Still dark, but sight is coming. Her eyes. The cat eyes. That's why there's sight. Only reason.
Voice. Where's her voice. "Where-" too quiet. Louder. Clear throat. Okay. Try again. "Where are we?" Smells again. "And what stinks?"
Renee blinked her eyes and looked up. One of the turtles was caring her. The one with the red mask that carried her before. Raphael.
He looked down at her. "We're in the Sewers. That should answer both questions."
"The sewers? How long have I been out?" Renee asked him.
"About forty-five minutes." He answered.
Renee blinked again. "It was longer last time. Have you been carrying me the whole time?"
"No. Leo carried you half the way, and I'll carry you for the rest." He told her briskly. She could hear in his voice that he was trying not to get to irritated.
"Okay." She said, settling back against his arms and chest. She moved her foot a little and felt a sharp pain go through it. "Sssssit!" she hissed. "Ow! My ankle! It's throbbing!"
"I was afraid of that." A voice said from ahead.
Renee looked towards it and saw the one in the purple mask. Don? Yeah. Donatello. "What do you mean?" she asked.
He dropped back to be near Raph and Renee. "Well, your ankle was hurt before you did your acrobatic leap over Karai and you were standing most of the time during your, uh, attack on the Foot. Even if you have some sort of limited healing factor, chances are that you've compounded the damage that your ankle already had. It's bound to hurt. In fact, it's probably swelling. I'll examine it when we get to the lair, but I hope you haven't broken or sprained it. The chances are high for those possibilities, though."
Renee huffed. "Great. How am I gonna explain this." She sighed and leaned back against Raph again. "How long till we get to this 'lair'. And what is it anyways?"
This time she remembered the name of the owner of the voice that spoke. Michelangelo. "It's our home dudette. And we can't get there soon enough. Are we there yet?"
"Almost, my son." Master Splinter said. Renee remembered his name also. It was kinda hard to forget a giant rat.
"But how much longer?" Mikey whined.
Master Splinter sighed.
Raph growled. "Mikey, if I wasn't carrying this chick, I'd-"
"About twenty more minutes, Mikey." The one in the blue mask, Leonardo said.
"Twenty Minutes! That's forever!" Mikey exclaimed.
Renee laughed silently to herself, and settled into Raph for the twenty-minute ride she had to her new friends' home.
"All Right!" Mikey's voice rang out, "We finally made it!" he paused for a moment. "TV's Mine!" he shouted, and raced towards a wall of television monitors.
"We better not haf' ta watch any of those food shows." Raph warned as he came in the lair with Renee. "Not when there's a marathon of bloody, action-filled movies on tonight." He smirked. "Ones with lots of gore and violence."
Renee blanched at the thought of lots of gore and violence. She could handle her own with movies like that, but she could easily do without them.
"I wanted to watch a documentary on the history of the Roman Empire." Leo said as he went into the kitchen.
Don looked back as he too walked into another room. "But tonight it's SG1 Monday on Sci-fi. I wanted to watch that." He noticed Raph still holding Renee. "Put her on the couch, Raph. I'll examine her ankle in a minute. I just need to get some supplies."
Renee noticed Master Splinter also go into another room.
"Well, I had the remote first, so I say we watch….Ooo, look! Justice Force is on!" Mikey said.
"Rrrr, No way Mikey am I watching anymore of those cartoons you've see a thousand times. Gimme the remote!" Raph told him as he sat Renee down on the couch
"No way, Raphie! It's mine-Eeeeeek!" Raph took off after Mikey.
"Gimmie The Remote!" Raph roared as Mikey kept just out of his reach, taunting him.
Leo emerged from the kitchen at the worst possible time. He stepped out of the kitchen and right into Mikey and Raph's path. "I brought you some tea, Ren-" he started. But before he could finish his sentence, Mikey crashed into him, with Raph crashing into both of them. Crash! Tea went everywhere, the cups it was in shattered, and the remote went flying high into the air. Renee watched in unbelieving fascination as it soared over her head.
"Guys? What was that?" Donny asked as he came out of a room. Unfortunately where he came out happened to be right in the path of the catapulted remote. He caught sight of it at the last second, though. "Wha-Whoa!" he moved to get out of the way, and stepped on a skateboard. Of course, it moved and he flailed to keep his balance. As he did this though, one hand hit the remote, and it came sailing back towards Renee. Don and the offending skateboard zoomed across the room and crashed into the pile of turtles that were starting to pick themselves up. Band-Aids, gauze and alcohol swabs joined the pile, as did Don and the skateboard. The remote that had started all of this landed neatly next to Renee on the couch. There was stunned silence, then Splinter came out of his room.
"My sons, what has happened?" he asked as he saw the scene. He got four responses at once.
"Raph was being mean and-"
"I don't know I had just made-"
"Mikey wanted to watch those stupid-"
"I heard a crash and stepped out to see-"
Master Splinter shook his head. "My sons, please, one at a time."
All of a sudden they heard laughter and looked to see Renee laughing hysterically.
"Ha-ha-ha, Ha, ha ha, ha! Ha ha ha-ha!" she kept it up until she finally saw them all staring at her. "I'm sorry!" she managed to gasp out between laughs. "It's just that it's so- so …funny!" she doubled over in laughter once more as she looked back at the turtles. They looked at themselves and realized just how funny it must have looked. Soon they were all laughing and picking themselves off the floor.
A small smile formed on Splinter's face. "I believe we should take Miss Finrir's attitude about this incident. Leonardo, fix some more tea. Donatello, please gather what you need and examine our guest's ankle. Raphael, Michelangelo, you will clean up this mess. As for the remote, it will remain in Miss Finrir's care for the time being." After receiving affirmations form his sons that they would carry out his instructions, the old rat moved to join Renee in the living area. He sat in his chair and looked toward her. "I am sorry, Miss Finrir for the…commotion… that my sons caused."
She laughed some more and wiped her eyes. She picked up the remote that had landed next to her. "It's like Picard said to Riker once. 'Sometimes you just have to bow to the absurd, Number One.' and what was that but absurd?" She laughed some more and turned on the TVs. "Hoo-boy! What a day. Oh, look! Star Trek." She tried to explain to him what had happened as she watched the TV, but she was still laughing too much. She finally managed to get it out though, and Master Splinter seemed to find much amusement in the incident.
In a few minutes, Leo had brought the tea, Mikey and Raph had joined Renee on the couch, and Donny had come back with his newly reassembled kit of stuff he needed to examine Renee's ankle.
"Star Trek! Cool!" Mikey exclaimed.
"It's okay, I guess." Raph said. "A little dorky though."
"Hey!" Renee and Don said together.
Leo smiled. "It's alright." He said.
Don glanced at the TV. "Which episode is it?" he asked as he knelt down to examine Renee's ankle.
"The one where Picard, Guinan, Ro Laruen, and Kieko O'Brian get turned into kids and the Feringi try to take over the ship. It's one of my favorites." Renee said. "Ow! That hurts! What did you do?" she said accusingly.
"Took off your shoe." Don replied and held up her dark pink flat.
"Child, drink your tea." Master Splinter said. "It has pain killers in it that will help."
"Yes, sir." She said compliantly. She lifted the cup to her lips, sniffed at it, and lapped it once. When she seemed to find it agreeable, she quickly drained the cup. "More, please?" she asked. Leo obliged and filled her cup while she winced as Don took off her sock and rolled up her pants leg. Instead of draining this cup, she sipped on it.
"Just as I was afraid." Donny announced. " It's swelling pretty bad and I can't tell much with it this swollen."
"What can you tell me?" Renee asked as Leo refilled her cup again. "This stuff is good. It's almost as good as milk, or, even better, cream. Mmmmm, cream."
Don looked at her funny, then exchanged a look with Master Splinter. He looked back at Renee. "Um, yeah. Well, I don't think it's broken, although there could be a small break that I just can't detect at this time, but I'd lay odds that it's at least sprained."
"So basically ya know as much as ya knew before ya examined her ankle." Raph said.
Don, looked sidewise at Raph. "Not completely true. I know that it isn't badly broken, and how much swelling there is." He looked back up at Renee. "Do you have any sort of healing abilities?" he asked her.
She blinked. "Hmmm. Oh. Um, yeah. But it works best if I'm asleep…. or in a healing trance." Renee's ears were starting to droop, and so were her eyelids. Her tail rested beside her and didn't move much, except for the occasional lazy swish.
When Renee didn't say any more, Donny started talking again. "If you could bring your healing abilities into play, it would help. In the mean time, we'll need to put some ice on the ankle to reduce the swelling. After the swelling goes down, we'll see what needs to be done next."
" 'Kay." Renee said sleepily.
"My sons, I think it is time for Miss Finrir to retire for the evening." Master Splinter said. "Michelangelo, if you would please turn down the guest bed for Miss Finrir. Donatello, I believe she would be more comfortable without her other shoe and sock on. Leonardo, if you will please pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. Raphael, you will help me make the ice pack for our guest's ankle."
A series of "Hei, Sensei" was heard and the turtles quickly moved to carry out their father's instructions.
Soon Renee was asleep in the spare bed, an ice pack on her ankle, her healing factor in play, and dreams of milk, tea, cream, creamy tea, creamy milk, creamy cream and many other such combinations playing through her head.
The door was softly closed, and Master Splinter sent everyone to bed. "We will find out more about our guest after she has rested." He said. "For now I suggest that we do the same."
As each turtle went to bed, wonderings about Renee and her abilities swirled through their heads. However, they all realized that their questions would have to wait until the effects of the tea wore off, and Renee was lucid once more instead of mumbling about cream and milk.
So, did you like it? I hope so. What did you think of the part where Renee was returning to consciousness? Please, please, PLEASE review. I mean, I will continue to write this with or without reviews, but I thrive with the reviews. Remember, good or bad, I want to hear it, just be nice about it. Oh yeah, I'm working on my profile, so drop by and read it please. Just remember that as of this, it's not finished. Well, back to projects and studying. Ick. Wish me luck!
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