Okay…I'm kinda combining this story with one of my other stories, A Message in Music…because the OC in this story is based of my soul sister minimonster45, and she wanted me to put Jessie in it, so in later chapters you'll see Jessie

Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT, but I do own my OC

Seeing You:

Her long hair hung over the edge on her bed as she sat there and thought. There had to be some way to make it out of there…but how? Glancing at the locked door, she scowled, Hun had lied to her…he said that she wasn't going to sleep with her period…what an ass.

He made her sleep with him…she had lost her innocence…and it hurt like hell. Standing up she walked to the locked door, fingering the lock, trying to figure how to escape like she promised herself that she would.

"Raph…why are we breaking into the Purple Dragon Headquarters again?" Leo sighed.

"Leo, we need to take down the bozos once and for all," he glanced over at Casey Jones.

"Casey, if you haven't realized…they out number us, an attack is just a bad idea," Leo glared at the two hotheads.

"Raph, Casey…Leo does have a point," Don said. Before Mikey could say anything, Raph covered his mouth and sent him a glare.

"Guys, somethin' tellin' me that somethin' is up," Raph stated, "Casey is just out here for back up."

"You didn't tell me that when you called me," Casey growled.

Taking a bobby pin, she carefully began to at least try to unlock the door. She leaned her head close to the lock, hoping and praying nobody would be walking by as she tried to unlock it.

She did a victory dance in her head when she heard the soft click. Standing up, she looked down at herself. A tank top, a jean skirt that reached her mid thigh, and some black flats; she nodded and carefully peaked out the door.

Finally breaching the building through the ventilation, and a little help from April back at the lair; the sound of footsteps echoed the hallways, just as Leo pried the air vent. He glanced over at Raphael, seeing that he was just rearing to go, he sent him a warning look before looking down at whoever was passing.

Okay…I'm totally lost, totally and utterly lost, she thought to herself as she walked down hallways, hiding in the nook and crannies when she saw some of her 'Master's' goons walk by.

There was no way in heck that she would ever in her sixteen year old life call Hun master. She wrinkled her nose at the thought. For an ironic reason she felt like she was being watched…

The ironic reason for it is that it made her feel like she was going to make it out of there. She continued walking until she heard shouting.

Game over.

Hold on…

She was going towards it. With determination she walked to the corner, and peaked over the side.

She noticed some of the freaking goons had been knocked out cold. She couldn't help but sigh in relief…

That is until she felt like there was somebody behind her. She gasped and trembled when she felt someone grab her from behind.

She might have not fully been broken, but for the most part she was. That was what scared her, being raped by Hun caused her to become afraid, and weak.

She hated those feelings with all her being.

She didn't realize she was hyperventilating loudly until she felt a hand being placed over her mouth.

"I suggest you get a better job," a masculine voice whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine. Whoever it was removed their hand…and she felt like crying.

Because…she couldn't quit her job until the last breath leaves her body.

"I can't quit," she whispered.

"Why?"

"Because I'm a slave."

"Well…that was fun," Raph whispered, "too bad those goons made too much noise."

"Raph…" Leo glared at him, only earning a cheeky smile. They tensed at the sound of somebody coming in their general direction.

They hid.

Leo's eyes widened, a young woman walking down the hallway. She stopped walking when she saw the punks that were knocked out by Raph…personally. He was confused by the sigh of relief.

Why would she be relieved?

He snuck up behind her, grabbing her, and covering her mouth with his hand. She was hyperventilating too loudly…she would most likely attract attention.

"I suggest you get a better job," he whispered. He couldn't help but smell her hair, the sent of lavenders reaching his senses; he removed his hand.

"I can't quit," she said it so quietly that somebody had to strain their hearing just to hear her.

"Why?"

"Because I'm a slave."

He had heard of the sex slave market…but he always thought it was in other countries…not here. He always thought the government was looking in on it.

He guessed wrong. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her, she was a beautiful young woman who deserved to have a life, get a family, meet someone who would love and cherish her.

Not this, not being held as a sex slave for a bunch of Purple Dragons.

"When I release you…you promise not to scream?" he asked.

"Will you beat me?" she asked.

"No," he stated, "but you must promise not to scream."

He watched as she debated with her mind, "I promise."

"Umm…Master Hun…"

"What?" Hun glared at the trembling young man.

"We can't find her."

"Then go out and find her," he ordered, "I didn't pay good money for her if I knew she would be this difficult to handle…" He smirked; he enjoyed having her in bed with him.

"Ye-es sir."

She stared blankly at the…no, she wouldn't call him a thing…but…what would she call him. He was a giant turtle in a blue mask. She could tell he wasn't wearing a costume.

She had seen worse from where she came from. Some of the women were beaten so badly that she couldn't even recognize them…so bloody, covered with wounds that would scar them.

They were put to death for those reasons…and she couldn't take that.

But…this guy was a giant turtle…but the thing was…

She found him handsome.

She smiled, for the fist time since she was taken back by her father, and betrayed by her friends…she actually smiled.

And he smiled back.

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