Days passed. I was still in that weird lab. The robot aliens did tests on me, painful and terrifying.
I was laying in my cell when the door opened again.
"Is it time already for you guys to torture me?!" I snarled.
"Come without struggle." The two Kraang, as they called themselves, placed the funny handcuff chains on me.
"Yes, it is." I sighed.
They escorted me down the hall. I clenched my teeth, but made no move to retaliate. What good would it do? They would only overpower me and put me in stronger security. Or kill me. I didn't like either option.
"That which is known as the mutagen is still being that which is known as rejected by the girl who fights with those that are known as the turtles. Kraang, what does Kraang make of this?" One babbled.
The great thing about my captors was how much they spilled in one sentence. I had figured out long ago that the blue drug was "mutagen". It was designed to mutate the entire world, but for some unknown reason, it didn't work on me. My body rejected it. Also, I apparently had powers of some kind that weren't being "displayed", although I was pretty sure that just meant I wasn't using them. As for the turtles...
I had learned that maybe they were my allies. I had fought beside them, or at least, I looked like a girl that had fought beside them. They defended me. I was always with them.
"How again did Kraang find the girl not with those that are known as the turtles?"
"Kraang does not know. Kraang is sure those known as the turtles are that which is known as, dead."
I gasped a little. No. that couldn't be true! I hoped it wasn't. I hoped they were really my friends. I hoped... maybe that... they were looking for me... that they cared about me...
The Kraang turned to me, and goody goody gumdrops, the daily experiments started.
I screamed. They hurt. They always hurt.
Suddenly, something out of the usual happened. The entire wall of the lab exploded, revealing a very familiar large green vehicle as the dust settled. I gave a half-sob. It was them!
The turtles started attacking the Kraang. Donatello ran to me and undid the clasps that held me onto the experimentation table. I flew off the table and hugged him, still half-sobbing. "Thank you, thank you!" I gasped.
"Come on. Let's get out of here." He urged gently. I nodded.
Donnie brought me back to the vehicle. The other turtles noticed. "Fall back!" Leo called.
On the way back to the lair, I sat shivering in the extra seat they had.
"I'm sorry."
Everybody kind of looked at me questioningly.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered, shivering. "I'm sorry that I hurt you. That I didn't trust you. I just..." I shivered again, and finally burst into tears. "I'm scared! I don't know who I am, or anything about myself. I don't know who I can and can't trust, because I don't know who will and won't hurt me."
Mikey smiled and hugged me. "It's okay, M. We'll get your memory back. Donnie'll create an antidote, and then you'll remember everything."
I nodded. "I hope so..."
Donnie nodded. "You can trust us. We promise we won't hurt you."
I nodded. "I'll hold you to that." In the back of my head, I knew I could fight them and win if I had to. I didn't know how I knew this, but I learned to trust it. Parts of me, way deep down, knew how to navigate around in this world. If I trusted my gut, I would make it out okay.
At least, I hoped...
