Author's Note: I was going to wait a while to post this chapter but I decided to upload it now. Just like the first chapter I used quotes from the episode so once again I hope no legal issues. Now everything from this point on will be from my creative mind. I hope it's good and you all enjoy it. I did everything I could to make it interesting. Enjoy.
Chapter 2: Fresh Fish
An undetermined amount of time passed as the turtles all started to come to one by one. The first thing that came out of their mouths were painful groans. Their first night of sleeping on the hard surfaces of their so called beds turned out to be a bad one. Slowly they all rose up, feeling the aches in their joints.
"Man…that's one of the worst night's sleep I've ever had," Mikey spoke as he sat down and rotated his arm, hearing a few pops being made in his bones.
"I agree," Donny agreed as both hands were placed on his shell and he tilted back, popping it. "This can't be good for someone spine."
"Any guess on what time it is?" Raph asked as he was the first one to get off the bed, stretching his legs out.
"Well we are in space and there's no windows, so I have to say, I don't know," Leo said, the second one to be up from bed.
"So, what do you all think they do with prisoners here?" Mikey asked as they all gathered in the center of the cell.
Just then there was a loud buzzing ringing, and from the sound of it, it wasn't in just their cells. Out of curiosity they all gathered at the cell door, only for it to open, letting them step out into the hall. And to their surprise many other aliens walked out of their cells. It was then they were told by one of the guards that it was time for them to eat, much to their relief. Truth be told, the four brothers were starving. Being on the run from two factions didn't leave the four much time to scavenge for food.
They managed to avoid a conflict with the proclaimed king of the cell block thanks to Leo, who calmed Raph down and talked him out of it after Mikey accidently bumped into him. Once it was over they followed the other prisoners to the cafeteria.
They wandered down the hall, all closely monitored by the Triceratons, all making sure that the prisoners didn't try to do anything funny. So any chance to try a break out is crushed at the moment.
The cafeteria was a large room, filled with rows of long tables for the many prisoners to sit and eat. Along the walls were huge containers that were filled with food. Carrying bowls the brothers listened as a fellow inmate explained how food worked on the inside and how desserts acted like currency here.
Mikey then got some dessert, commenting on how no one is going to get it. But unfortunately it was revealed that he got the wrong dispenser, so he had just ate some floor wax. So he started to feel sick to his stomach, and he ran to the nearest place and started to hurl.
"Not off to a good start are we?" Don nervously asked the alien that was explaining things to them as they watched their brother barf.
"It will get worse when they realize your friend just hurled in the salad bar," the alien said, which Mikey unfortunately heard, which made him resume emptying his stomach.
Leo then walked up and rubbed his younger brother's shell, trying to help in any way to ease his current sickness. "Breathe Mikey, it'll be over soon."
The orange clad turtle panted some as he continued to hurl more for a bit longer. The smell of the bile could already hit them as this went on. Just then they heard Don's voice, "Guys the guards are coming."
"Oh no," Leo said as he tried to pull Mikey out before they were spotted but unfortunately luck wasn't on their side.
"What are you doing!?" Mikey was caught off guard when he was picked up by his shell, off the floor. There were three Triceraton guards right next to them, and they didn't look happy right now.
One of the guards then looked inside the salad bar and grimaced once he saw all the bile inside. "It seems as if he threw up in the food," the guard said in disgust.
The one holding Mikey growled as he looked at the sea green turtle, "That earned you wax detail."
"It wasn't his fault!" Leo protested, trying to defend his woozy brother. "He accidently ate floor wax and it made him sick."
"Stay out of it unless you want to join him," The guard sneered. But just then he cried out as Mikey barfed over him, which apparently the last bit of content left in him. This action caused Mikey to drop down, hitting the floor. "Why you piece of…" he then raised his massive hand, ready to strike the woozy turtle.
"No you don't!" Raph dropped his bowl and jumped on the guard, and grabbed the massive wrist, stopping the incoming blow.
"Raph stop!" Don called out to his brother, but that didn't stop the red clad turtle from trying to pound the guard for trying to hurt his brother.
A second guard came up and pulled his fist back to strike Raph, but then Leo and Don caught the wrist, stopping the blow.
"Enough!" The last guard called out as he pressed a button on the keycard.
The tattoo on all four turtles glowed as they all received a painful shock. Raph fell off the guard he was on as he and his brothers all collapsed to the ground in pain. It only lasted a few seconds before it ended, leaving the brothers panting heavily as their hearts raced. Limbs shaking as they felt warm now because of the shocks. All the prisoners' eyes were on them as they watched what was going on.
One of the guards then walked towards them, "That stunt of yours just cost the four of you your lunch for today, and it earned you all wax detail. You all understand?"
There was nothing but silence once the statement left the Triceraton's mouth. None of the brothers made a response, not wanting to give them any kind of satisfaction. But this just angered the guards as the keycard button was pressed again, causing the four the cry out in pain as they were shocked once more. This time the guards let the shocks continue for a few seconds longer before stopping it.
They were all on their hands and knees, panting and limbs shaking as they heard the guard again. "You all understand!" it was said again, obviously they wanted an answer or else they would get shocked more.
"Yes," the four of them said, as much as they didn't want to.
"Good," the guard smiled as he put the keycard up. The turtles were then roughly given bowls of wax and brushes and told to get to work.
As much as they didn't want to the four turtles then started to scrub the floors, half of them angry at the situation. Things defiantly didn't get off to a good start, first Mikey barfed in the food, they nearly got in a fight with the guards, they get shocked and now they had clean up duty. Things couldn't possibly get worse for them.
"Sorry guys," Mikey weakly said, eyes cast down on the floor, arms shaky from the shocks as he tried to scrub. He was feeling bad for getting his brothers involved in this.
"It's not your fault Mikey," Leo comfort as he too had some shaky arms but managed to control it a bit.
"But I got us cleaning the floors."
"Something tells me this would have happened anyway," Don responded, backing up Leo's comment. "These guards are corrupted as it gets."
"They wouldn't be so tough if it wasn't for that shock button of theirs," Raph vented, angry but at the Triceratons, not his brother. "We shouldn't let them get away with all this."
"Unfortunately there's nothing we can do Raph," Don sighed sadly, realizing the truth of the situation they are in. "As long as these tattoos are on us they can shock us if we show any kind of resistance or fight."
Raph eyes narrowed at the comment, not wanting to accept defeat, "But we just can't-"
"No talking!" One of the guard's order, hand reaching for the keycard, threatening to shock them once more. All four turtles glared at the guard as they resumed scrubbing the floor in silence. The guard watched over them, making sure they didn't talk to one another.
One of the guards smirked as he purposely knocked over a bowl of food, making it splatter on the clean floor. "You missed a spot," the cheeky Triceraton smirked, loving that he's making their jobs harder.
Boy Raph wanted to beat the snot out of him for that one but unfortunately he had to refrain from it. Now they had to continue scrubbing, all the while enduring the treatment they were receiving.
Hours later all four brothers rose up as they finished cleaning the whole cafeteria. All the other prisoners had long since left, leaving only the four of them, and a couple of guards left in the room to watch them closely. The brother's hands and shells ached from all the scrubbing and having to be hunched over. Fortunately their knee pads helped kept their knees protected, so now their legs weren't aching.
"Finally you're done, you all are too slow at this," one of the guards responded.
That was another comment that got Raph's blood boil but then they saw as the guards took out a keycard. The brothers cringed as they thought they were going to get shocked again but the button was pressed and their cuffs glowed and their wrists were binded once more. "Back to your cell, now!" he pointed to the hall. They all remained silent as they did what they were told, walking into the hall and back to their cell.
The doors open as all four turtles walked into their cell one by one, all silent. Once they all were in the doors closed and their cuffs dimmed, freeing their wrists. Once that happened Raph let out a loud growl and punched the door, ignoring the pain that hit his hand.
"If they think they can push us around like that they are surely mistaken!" the red clad turtle walked over to his bed.
The other three didn't bother saying anything, it was best to let their brother vent off some so he could calm down faster. It was best to let that anger out now, rather than later in a bad situation that could get them in more trouble.
"Ooooooh," Mikey groaned then as both hands rested on his plastron, right where his stomach would be.
"What's wrong Mikey?" Leo asked as he moved to his brother's side.
"Stomach…bothering me…again," he said.
"Don can you check him out?" the blue clad brother asked.
"Yeah," the family doctor responded as he moved to his little brother. "Ok, what do you feel?"
"It feels like my stomach is cramping, but also there's a bit of pain," the sea green turtle responded as he was lead to his bed.
Donny's mind ran like light speed as he tried to determine what was wrong. Without his lab or equipment there wasn't much he could do to help treat his brother. "It sounds like you have a real upset stomach, most likely from the floor wax. All I can suggest is that you lay down and get some rest."
"I'll try," he said as he was laid down.
"Is there anything else you can do?" Leo asked.
"Sorry Leo that's the best I can do. Without any of my meds I can't do much," Don sighed as he explained all this to his brother.
"More the reason why his places bites," Raph said from his sitting position on his bed.
"Nothing more we can do Raph so we have to make the best of things here," Leo told his brother.
""Make the best of things? Now answer this question fearless, how do we occupy our time in here?" the red clad brother asks, then waved his hand around the room. "It's not like there's that much we can do in a cell."
Before Leo could say anything their cuffs glowed and their wrists were binded once more with the alien technology. They all were caught off guard at this as their cell door opened, revealing seven Triceratons. Three of them were guards but the other four were dressed differently, almost like they weren't combat trained. But yet they each held some kind of weird syringe guns. Each were large and looked almost like the blasters they had. But where the barrel would be is a large needle and attached to it was what seemed to be a glass tube. Just from the looks of it the four brothers knew that they were in trouble.
"On the floor, now!" one of the guards warned as he held up a keycard. The four brothers were frozen stiff as they saw this. They all were nervous as what was about to happen, they didn't know what was going to happen. Whatever it was couldn't be good.
A/N: Hope you like, once again I tried to get real creative here. Now I bet you're wondering what's going on in the next chapter? Well that part will have a meaning to it but I don't want to give it away. I'll try to work hard on the next chapter to make it interesting. Till next time.