Author's Note: Managed to get this chapter done on time. Took a bit of time but I had trouble trying to decide which direction I wanted to take this chapter in. Things here start to go a bit slower as I focused on one aspect that the turtles were missing while being locked up. In honestly this chapter wasn't as good as my first two. Still there has to be one of those in each story. Enjoy.
Chapter 3: Killing Time
The atmosphere was silent after the order was given, the turtles hands were cuffed and now were being told to get on the ground. They didn't want to find out what they had planned at all but it wasn't like they were being given a choice.
"I said on the floor now!" the guard said as his finger got closer to the button that would activate the tattoos.
All four of their eyes narrowed as they saw this, as much as they didn't want to they knew they had to do what they were told. It was either that or get shocked, something they didn't want to happen. So one by one each brother walked and then got on their knees on the ground. Raph being the last one to follow instructions, thinking furious thoughts.
Seeing the order complied the three guards came in and then roughly shoved the four turtles forward to the ground, making them lay on their plastrons. They all grunted in a bit of pain as this happened. Heavy hands were pressing their shells, which prevented them from getting up. Although it wasn't like doing so would be a good idea.
Once all four brothers were secured on the ground the four new Triceratons came in, one by one they stood next to one of the brothers. All eyes looked up at the weird devices that they held.
"AH!" Don cried out as the long needle sticking out of the device was imbedded into the olive green turtle's left arm without warning.
Mikey and Leo cried out as the same thing happened to them and Raph grunted as he was the last one. Just then the glass tube that was attached to the device started to fill with a thick, red liquid.
"Blood," Donny thought as he identified the substance. Apparently they were taking their blood, but what for?
"What are you doing!?" Raph shouted out as he struggled, not liking what was happening.
"That's none of your concern!" the guard holding him down slammed his large hand down on his shell, causing a groan of pain to come out of Raph. This stopped the hothead's struggling as their blood was being drawn.
"Leave him alone!" Leo shouted but that earned him a blow on his shell, causing a cry of pain to come out of him.
All they could do is watch as their blood filled up the vials till it looked like a pint had been taken. The needles were then roughly pulled out, causing a small trickle of blood to ooze down their arms. One by one the Triceratons left the cell. Remaining prone the turtles watched as the guards left the cell and saw the cell doors closed, locking them up once more. They didn't even give then anything to clean or patch the wounds that were made.
Once that happened they got back to their feet as their cuffs dimmed, releasing their wrists. Raph then grabbed the small wound on his arm to stop the blood, "What the shell was that about!?"
"I have no idea," Leo responded as he and the others stood up and clutched the spot that was pricked with the needles. "Why would they need to draw blood from us?"
"Who knows," Mikey groaned as he walked over and sat down on his bed, rubbing the spot that was pricked. "Like Leo said yesterday we're in a new place, this could be something that they just do."
"Or only because it's us," Raph growled as he stopped rubbing his arm, a small trickle of blood flowing down. He didn't care anymore about it and let it be. "I think they have it in for us and are just looking for a reason to shock up like they did, but make it worse. Shell if we didn't have these tats and…" he stopped as his hand was placed down near his belt, where his Sais used to be.
That was one thing that made all four turtles feel much more defenseless, knowing they didn't have their weapons with them. Instead they were in the hands of the Triceratons, who knows what they would be doing to them.
Raph missed having his Sais with him, he knew he could always relay on them at a moment's notice. He knew he could fight without them but boy he always felt better when he had them with him. He wasn't the only one that felt the loss.
Leo missed the familiar weight his katanas brought to him as he wore them on his shell. One say that their added weight were missed now since they were gone. His blue steel beauties that helped defend him through countless battles and saved his life on more than one occasion. Now they weren't here to help him out this time.
Donny too missed the weight that his Bo staff provided when he had it secured behind his shell. The genius turtle admits that he may have not been as good as a fighter as his brothers but he knew his staff could get the job done when he needed it. Even though it was a long piece of wood he knew that it could get the job done. Now all he had was his skills to defend himself with.
Mikey seemed to be missing his weapons the most. His Nunchucks were precious to him, almost like they were his babies in a way. Some would say that the orange clad turtle's weapons were the hardest to master but yet he managed to wield them better than his other brothers. They always got him out of tight situations but now they were no longer with him. Oh how he missed them a lot.
They all missed their weapons in a way. Their sensei told them that their weapons were an extension of themselves and now they were gone now. So now if they managed to ever get out of here they will have to rely on the skills they have in order to survive.
In the end Raph growled and walked to the other side of their cell, away from his brothers. He sat on the dirt floor, still grumbling at what happened just now. "Just wait till we get free…they're going to regret treating us like this."
"There's no use in getting angry right now Raph," Don said, trying to cover up the same feelings he had as his brother about his weapon.
"But it's still good thinking about it."
"It's better to think about why they did what they just did now," Leo commented as he looked at Donny, hoping for an answer. "What do you make of it?"
"I'm not sure, I don't know if they are just doing this to us or if they do it to all the prisoners," Donny responded as he stood in the middle of the cell. "Shell I don't even know the routine in regular prisons."
"Guess there's nothing else to gain by talking about it," Leo sighed as he dropped the subject, taking a look at his brothers before resuming. "For now lets just rest for a bit, who knows what else they could have in store for us."
"Well that's easier said than done," Raph responded from his spot on the ground. "We're in a cell for who knows how long, it's not like we can do much in here. And believe me when I say that sleeping will get old fast."
"I agree with Raph-" Mikey started to say as he burped silently, but then a churning happened in his stomach as it felt like it tightened. "Ooooooohh…my stomach."
Donny sighed sadly as he moved over to his brother, "You just have to let it run its course Mikey, there's nothing I really can do right now. Just lay down and sleep, and avoid sleeping on your plastron, it'll make it worse."
"Ok…but I'm not going to like it," Mikey winced as he was then helped down by his genius brother to lay down on his side.
"Hopefully you'll feel better once you wake up," the purple clad turtle said to his brother before standing up. Turning to Leo he then gave a questionable look. "Now what?"
"I'm not sure," the blue clad turtle responded.
"I mean I'm not tired, well physical because of all the scrubbing but not that tired that I would need to sleep."
"Same here," Raph said, inputting his voice. "There's nothing else to do except walking and maybe small exercises."
"Well, there's always meditation," Leo suggested.
"Not that desperate," Raph snorted.
"Suit yourself," Leo responded as he looked at his genius brother. "What about you Donny?"
"I'm not sure Leo," the olive green turtle responded as he looked at the dirt floor. "I'm not really into it as much as you are." In truth Donny wasn't really. He would only meditate in certain situations, only when certain circumstances applied.
"Why not just try and see if it helps?" The leaf green turtle tries to convince.
Don remained silent for a bit, still staring at the ground. "Um…alright…I guess."
"Ok, I'll guide you then," Leo nodded as he sat down on the ground, legs crossed.
Don did the same but then looked over at Raph, "Do you mind keeping an eye on Mikey?"
"Not much I can do," Raph responded, which was another form of saying yes.
"Thanks," Donny said as he faced his older brother. Both of them now in lotus position as their eyes closed and were soon in their meditative trance.
Minutes later the cell was silent as Raph was the only one awake, or at least up in a way. On his shell, he laid on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. Trying to find something that could occupy his time was hard and he already is bored out of his mind.
Feelings of regret surfaced on not joining his other brothers in meditation but still he stuck by his earlier words, he wasn't that desperate. Looking up he saw the two still in lotus position, in their trance. "How can anyone do that for so long?" he asked himself as he sat up.
"Ooooooooohh!" Mikey groaned as he woke from his sleep, hands clutching his plastron. Both of his eyes slowly opened up, but only at a squint. His first sight was his hot head brother. "What's happening?"
"You just woke back up, and judging by your groan you must still have a stomach pain," Raph said, looking at his little brother.
"Yeah," he groaned out as he looked over at Leo and Don, seeing what they're doing. "Why-"
"Nothing else better to do," Raph said as he got up. "Go back to sleep."
"Kind of hard with a stomach ache," Mikey said as he laid down flat on his shell.
Raph didn't say anything else as he looked at his baby brother laying on his bed. Watching as he groaned in pain as the stomach ache kept going. It pained the hothead seeing him going through that. Taking another look at his meditating brothers and seeing them still in their state he made up his mind. With a sigh Raph stood up and walked over to Mikey's bed. Sitting down next to him Raph then patted him on the shoulder.
"Raph, what are you…"
"Just go to sleep, I'm here," the red clad turtle said. "You'll feel better soon."
"Why are you-"
"Don't question it Mikey, just go with it," Raph said.
The sea green turtle saw his usual hothead brother trying his best to comfort him, and be by his side. In honestly he was surprised to see that. Still it meant that Raph cared, and that what mattered. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it…really," The emerald green turtle responded as he looked down at the dirt floor.
"And…Raph?" Mikey spoke up again.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks…for stopping that Triceraton from hitting me earlier."
Raph just shook his head, "I wasn't going to let him hurt you. If anyone is going to pound you it's going to be me."
That caused a chuckle from Mikey, who found the statement funny. "And if anyone is going to annoy you then it's me."
That caused a smile to appear on the red clad turtle's mouth, "True."
"And thanks again…for not blaming me for getting us wax duty."
Raph just shook his head at this, still can't believe his brother is still on that. "Like Donny said chances are it would have happened anyway. Now got to sleep shell-fer-brains."
"I guess I can sleep better knowing I have a protector here," Mikey said as both his eyes closed and soon he fell asleep minutes later. The pain forgotten and seeming to have settled down some.
Raph just sighed heavily as he heard that, waiting till his brother fell asleep till he rested his head against his hand. "A protector?...nah…I'm not a protector." He then looked up at his meditating brothers, then his sleeping brother. The sight of them caused another sigh to leave him. "Either way, I'll do what I can to protect my brothers…no matter what."
Sitting down on the ground Raph then rested his head against the wall as his eyes slowly closed. Soon he was asleep along with his brother. His words true, he would do anything to protect his brothers while in this prison. It was all he could do to keep them safe.
A/N: Hope you like. Now I know some of you may be wondering what was the whole thing with the Triceratons drawling blood from the turtles. Well, it's a different universer so why not have them do that. In reality I have a reason but that's going to be kept secret for a while longer. Still I have some thoughts on how the next chapter is going to go, and I'll say...it might get brutal. Well till next time.