Chapter 2
I woke up in a room with a blinding light. My whole body ached, but my left arm hurt the worst.
I turned to see a tube in my arm, that was connected to a huge machine. Red liquid was pumping out of my arm, through the tube, into the machine, and through another tube that went back into my arm.
I didn't know how, but somehow I knew the machine was cleaning my blood. I remembered the blue liquid that had been inserted into me from the Kraang.
I looked around. The room was vaguely familiar, like I had been there before, but I couldn't quite place my finger on where I was. There was a shelf on one side with lots of stuff on it, and a computer on the other. There were odd posters in the room, posters that you would expect in a doctor' office.
Or, more like a vet's. I thought, noting the one poster of a turtle that pointed out the separate part of the shell.
"Car-pace? Plaster on?" I tried to read it.
Huh. Weird. I felt like I should know those words, but they had no meaning to me.
I looked around some more. Past my feet, there was a door leading into another room. The door was slightly ajar.
I could hear voices coming from the other side. Familiar voices, and yet, I had no clue who they belonged to.
"Look, Raph, we need to lay low. There's no way the Kraang would just pick up any random girl on the street. They knew who it was. It's not safe." A male teenage voice was saying.
"I still say we go up there and show them what happens when they mess with our little sister." A gruffer voice replied, still about teenaged.
"H-hello?" I called weakly.
Woah. My voice was really quiet.
"Ming?"
I gasped as through the door walked two large turtles, one wearing a blue mask with blue eyes and a sword holder on his shell, and the other with a red mask, vivid green eyes, a crack in his shell, and weird three-pronged fork-like weapons in his belt.
"How're you doing?" The blue-masked turtle asked. He was the one who had spoken first. He talked with a gentleness in his voice.
I know them. I should know them. They know me. I thought.
"I... I don't know... I can't remember... What happened?" I asked. Maybe if I heard what had happened again...
"Well, after you dropped your phone, and started screaming, we immediately got into the Shell Razor and started to track you. We found the van outside the Kraang hideout. You were unconscious on the floor with an empty needle next to you. Lucky thing you called. Donnie studied the needle and found traces of a weird drug... What did he call it again?" The blue masked turtles turned to his friend.
"I don't know, and I don't care. As long as you're okay now." The red-masked turtle replied.
"I... I don't think I am okay." I admitted. "I can't remember anything. I don't know who you are."
