Disclaimer: I don't own Ninja Turtles, just Samoa

"I'm Leonardo. These are my brothers, Raphael, Donatello, and Mikey." Leo introduced them, pointing to everyone in turn

"And you are?" Mikey asked, hopping down on the seat next to her

She took a shuddering sigh

"P-please. I just want to know what happened to Samoa."

Their faces fell and there was a long pause. Finally Raph spoke.

"I'm really sorry, but Samoa's dead."

"D-d-dead." She stuttered looking completly horrified

"She was playing in the sewers and it was slippery..." Donatello let his voice trail off, realizing that he didn't need to say anymore.

"Dead." she repeated in a voice below a whisper

She tried to stop from shaking as small bits of water appeared on her jeans.

Mikey instinctively reached out his hand to give her shoulder a comforting squeeze. To his amazement she placed her hand on top of it to hold it in place.

"I'm sorry, but would it be alright if I spent the night? I tod't dink- d-don't think I can anyw-go anywhere right now."

They nodded in complete understanding. After the way Samoa's death had affected them they could only imagine what it was like for her sister.

"Of course not." Leo told her

"I'll go get some blankets." Donny offered

She raised her head, but not her eyes, as she thanked them and tried, unsuccessfully, to smile at their generoisity.

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Ninja instinct woke Leo up. He recognized the feeling of danger from years of fighting Shredder. His senses were on full alert. Until everything went cold and it felt like their was a jolt in his brain. Then he was aware of no more.

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Donny caught Mikey sneaking into the kitchen for a late night leftover pizza snack and began demanding he share. Both of them thought they saw something move out of the corner of their eyes, only to have it dissapear the moment they turned to get a better look.

"Dude, did you just have the same hallucination as me?" Mikey asked nervously

"It was no hallucination, Mikey. It seems the foot have found their way into our home." Donny turned serious

Then they heard a scream and ran towards the source. Raph's room.

When they got inside they saw Raph laying on the ground. He reseambled a pale peice of fossilized wood. Their houseguest was leaning over him

"Raph, wake up! Raph? Raph? Raphael, please wake up!" She begged in a panicked voice as she violently shook him as though it would help.

The two turtles stared horrified at the sight of their hot-headed brother. Mikey was about to lean down beside him when something struck Donny as odd and he stopped him.

"What happened to your speech pattern?" He gave her a suspicious look

She looked confused

"What do you mean?"

"That's what I mean. Before when you were destressed your grammar became completely messed up, yet right now you didn't even stutter once." Donny pointed at her accussingly "And also," he continued, "We only knew to come here because we heard you scream. So how did you know to come here."

"What are you saying, Don?" Mikey looked back and forth between the three of them.

"Don't you get it, Mikey? It wasn't the Foot, it was her."

Mikey turned pale. Her expression became empty. Not happy, or annoyed, not even a stiffening of her muscles or a vacant expression. There was simply nothing.

"I honestly haven't cried for real since I was a small girl. Though, I discovered that if I try hard enough I can force out some very convincing tears." She informed them, talking about her earlier sobbing

The turtles clenched their fists.

"What have you done to Raph?" Mikey demanded an answer through bared teeth

It was horrible to see his brother in that condition

"Not just him. Leonardo and Master Splinter, too. And I just fed on their spiritual fluids is all." She told them calmly

Making them feel worse.

"No wonder Samoa was so depressed." Mikey said

A bit of hidden anger flashed beneath the surface of her eyes at his words.

"Their sacrifices, like yours, are nescessary."

They took an involuntary step back.

"Mr. Donatello, Mr. Mikey, I think this is the part where I'm supposed to say, 'I'm sorry.'." She took a few steps towards them

Donny reached behind him and as luck would have it his three fingers grasped something. He flung it forcefully at her. She dodged as easily as if she'd known it was comming, yet they were only using it as a distraction in order to dissapear.

She was both amused and annoyed.