Chapter 3: The enemy has entered the building
A/N: Thank you everyone for reading and reviewing! They make me so happy * cheesy smile* Now I just need to learn how to reply and all that jazz, ANYWAY. On with the story, although this update is short and unexpected. I had no time at all last week with school and sports and trying to be normal.. but I'm not... probably should start embracing that now.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Turtles * cries *
Leo's P.O.V:
Another day in hell. Another day to try to keep living. I stood in the tunnel of my entrance so I could just go in, kick some ass, and leave to go back to the cell. As long as I'm in that cell I have a higher chance of surviving. The gates. I take a deep breath before turning towards the gate and walking out with my head held high, hands slightly going for my right sword. I get a good look at my opponent as we circle each other. He is some alien looking thing that has a third eye, thick lime green skin, holding an ax and razor sharp teeth.
I lunged to the right as he came at me with the ax aimed to be buried deep in my lower plasteron. I managed to swipe my sword along his knuckles while dodging the ax and being wary of his next move.. I always liked to draw first blood. Made them know that they should be afraid. And that I was the top dog.. err.. turtle in the arena. Or maybe that's how I saw it. Doesn't really matter. He took another swing this time aiming for my head. I ducked and rolled before bolting upwards and grabbing his arm and slamming him over my shoulder and down onto the ground effectively killing him as I severed his head from his body with my sword. I always end my battles quickly, refusing to draw out the battle for the crowds entertainment.
The crowd went wild anyways as I strode back down the way that I entered the arena. I froze as I got the feeling that I was being watched too carefully. Like an enemy who has their eyes on you, rather than someone who just won a ton of money because of me. I slowly turned around and left my gaze shift over the crowd just once before I saw a lady in the crowd near the front staring right at me, staring at me, before breaking out into a huge grin. I had a bad feeling about her.. call it a gut feeling. The only time I saw somebody look at me, was to take me to the arena, or the moment when I killed someone. Other than most of the people here are too focused on what's going in their world and not the world around them. I turned around again and started to walk out of the arena. Mustn't lose my head just because someone was staring at me. Although I had a horrible feeling about it.
I looked at my blades as I was being lead back to the cells. They needed to cleaned now. But, I had to wait for the owner to give someone the task to clean them as they are wary that we would kill them if we cleaned our own weapons. I would be too. I probably would slaughter all of them before taking off if given the opportunity. I turned around quickly and the worker lead me back to the cell, before going off and grabbing the next contestant. They were dragged to the arena as they kicked and screamed the whole way begging for mercy and begging for someone to save them. I looked the other way and tried to block out the traumatic voices. I couldn't interfere without being slaughtered. They would have me shot and thrown out like yesterday's trash, before allowing us to help someone else. The only thing I know is that I want to live another day and escape to my far a way vision of a family. That is the only thing at this moment keeping me sane and giving me the strength to go on another day.
A/N: O.O who is that girl? Will Leo ever find his family? Do things have to get bad before they can get better? All can be found out in the next update and I just have to put the finishing touches on it and it will be good to go! Hope you readers have a terrific Thursday! .. that sounded like the end of a Saturday morning cartoon narrator... awkward.