Author's Note: Sorry for the small wait, I have two other stories i'm working on at the same time so i'm devoting my time equally to them. Now in this chapter things get intense. I'm not sure if this happened but I picture something like this happening to the turtles. There is mention of blood in this chapter. Enjoy.
Chapter 4: Guard Brutality
"How does this feel?" Donny asked his younger brother as he pressed a hand against the part of the Plastron where the belly would be.
Mikey exhaled as his stomach was pressed in, no pain or cramps what so ever. "It feels fine, there's no pain."
Another night had passed with the turtles still in prison. So far they managed to get through another day without incident, well except for the fact that Michelangelo felt sick throughout the night. Yet in the end it seemed like the side effects from eating the floor wax ran its course since the orange clad turtle felt better once he woke up.
But just to be sure Donny gave him a check over the best he could, and so far he was glad with what he was seeing. "That's good, I'm guessing you won't be feeling sick anymore."
"That's a relief," Mikey sighed as he sat up from his bed, feeling much better than before. "I don't think I could have taken another day of that."
"It's still good to see you up and feeling fine," Leo nodded as he stood next to Don.
They all looked at Raph, who just grunted. The red clad turtle sat on his bed with his shell against the wall. "Now that knucklehead is feeling fine, now what do we do?"
"I'm not exactly sure, "Leo responded as he tried to think. "We just have to make the best of things right now. I mean I have no idea what day it is or the time."
"Plus the rotation they have us on," Donny responded, getting his own thoughts into the mix.
"What do you mean?" Raph asked.
All eyes were on the purple clad turtle now as he started to explain. "Well from what I can tell this is our second day here. We know they feed us, but we don't exactly know if they have us on a rotation. Plus after making us scrub the floors yesterday."
"Once again I'm sorry for that," Mikey said as he looked at the floor.
This caused the others to sigh in irritation. As much as they kept assuring their brother he still apologized for what he got them into. Leo then cleared things up, "Mikey we told you, it's not your fault."
"Now like I was saying," Don continued on with his explanation. "Because of that, and how long it took us, I'm not sure if we missed anything else they let us do."
"That makes sense," Raph responded as he got up and joined the others. "So I'm guessing we're in for more surprises then."
"Unfortunately I guess," Don nodded.
"I guess we can't do anything else but wait and find out what it is," Mikey shrugged as he looked at the rest of his brothers. "Till then what are we supposed to do?"
"We could do some training," Leo suggested.
"And do tell how are we supposed to do that in such a small space?" Raph asked his older brother.
"We can do small things, like stationary exercises," Leo explained as all eyes are on him. "We just can't do larger exercises, like sparring or any complex katas. It can still work and it'll give us something to do."
Raph opened his mouth but then the door to their cell opened, catching all their attention. "What the?"
"Maybe we're eating now?" Mikey suggested as he got to his feet and they walked over to the door.
"Don't you think we would have heard an alarm for it?" Leo asked as they crossed the doorway, but they stopped once they saw six Triceraton guards on the outside.
"Come, you all get some yard time," one of them said as they parted ways, making a path for them. The brothers then took a look around and found out they were the only ones out of their cell.
"Why only us?" Donny asked first, which got a rough shove from behind.
"None of your business, now go or we'll force you out," another one of the guards said.
They didn't say anything else as they walked forward, the guards following behind them, which made the brothers nervous.
"What are they planning?" Mikey whispered to his brothers, wanting an answer.
"I don't know but I don't like it," Leo responded, keeping his eyes forward. "Either way-Ah!" Leo got hit on the back of his shell, causing him to stumble forward a bit.
"No talking!" the guard shouted as they got to the door of the cell block. Opening it they were then escorted through the prison.
As they walked Leo kept his eyes open for anything of interest. Soon his eyes caught onto a wide piece of grate metal above some pipes that dripped water into them. "Sewer system?" He thought to himself as he was roughly shoved from behind again.
"Keep up!" the guard warned.
Leo gritted his teeth as he walked along with his brothers in silence. All the while they were curious as to why six guards were escorting only them for yard time. They were thinking where everyone else was at, this only made them more nervous.
Soon they got to large doors, which one of the guards came forth and slid their key card into. The doors opened, revealing a large yard before them, which to the brother's surprise was completely empty.
"What in the shell is-" Raph started to say as all four of them were shoved outside into the yard. All four of them moved and turned so they were facing the guards. Both eyes widen as the door was closed, leaving the ten of them in the yard. "What's going on!?" Raph shouted at them.
It was then one of the guards came forward, "Payback for that whelp throwing his bile on me!" he pointed at Mikey.
It was then it clicked into their minds, they were lied to and now something bad was going to happen. Just then their tattoos were activated, cries of pain shouted out of the four as they were shocked. They fell down to their hands and knees as the tattoos were left on longer than they were supposed to. During that time they saw as their cuffs glowed and their wrists were binded together.
After an underdetermined amount of time it ended, leaving the four, on the ground, breathing shallow, and parts of their limbs numb and shaking. Unfortunately they didn't get any chance to recover as four of the guards then kicked them in the plastron, knocking them away, separating the brothers.
Being caught off guard at this Leo cried out in pain as he rolled to a stop on his plastron, hands stretched out before him with both eyes closed. "AH!" he cried out as a heavy foot stomped on his shell, then it happened again and again.
"Your friend is going to pay for what he did," The guard responded as he kicked Leo onto his Shell then heavy stomped on his plastron, causing another cry of pain to come out of the leaf green turtle. "And we decided not to leave you all out of it." He then kicked Leo in the stomach, knocking him back a few feet.
Donatello cried out as he fell to the ground, a huge amount of pain radiating from the left side of his face. His cuffed hands moved to cup the wound but it was short lived as the guard's club then struck him in the arm, followed by a hard kick to the plastron, causing the genius turtle to squeeze his eyes shut as he cried out in pain.
"You four should learn your place," the guard beating on Donny said as he kneeled down and roughly grabbed the olive green turtle by his bandana. Yanking on the ties till the turtle was looking at him. "In here, we rule and you all are nothing," he then struck Don across the face with the club. Still holding onto the ties the triceraton kept assaulting Don with his fist next, all across the face.
Mikey groaned as he was curled up on the ground, pain radiating everywhere as he was kicked in his just recovered stomach. Before he knew it the guard focusing on him grabbed the sea green turtle by his wrist and easily hoisted him up, holding Mikey up in the air, feet dangling a few feet off the ground. The young turtle managed to lift his head, looking into his captor's eyes.
"I'll teach you what happens when you throw up on me," The guard seethed before throwing a hard punch to Mikey's plastron.
"AH!" he shouted, all the air being knocked out of him. Still being held up by his cuffed wrists Mikey was limp as more blows hit him, now on the sides of his shell as more cries of pain filled him.
"I hope you remember what happens the next time this happens," the guard said as he kept pummeling Mikey.
Raph grunted in pain as two guards beat on him with their clubs. Already weaken from the shocks the red clad turtle couldn't do much to mount a defense. Both eyes shut as the pain radiated more as the clubs came down.
"You terrapin scums had this coming!" the first guard said as they then stomped on Raph shell, further injuring the turtle. One club struck him in the head, disorienting him some. Grunting loud Raph found some fight inside of him and rolled out of the way, getting on his hands and knees the emerald green turtle then kicked an incoming guard in the stomach.
Almost at the same time the brothers found some fight in them. Mikey was still dangling in the air by his wrist but he managed to rear back and head butt his guard in the head, causing the guard to let him go and land on his feet.
Leo laid on his shell as he got pummeled but then moved his head to the side, missing an incoming blow before swinging his cuffed hands up and hitting the guard in the side, knocking him off.
Donny then reached back to the guard's hand, which was still holding his bandana ties, and pressed a pressure point on the wrist. The guard cried out in some pain as Don then flipped him over on the ground.
"AAAAHH!" The four brothers cried out as their tattoos glowed, producing the painful shock that stopped them in their tracks. Once again the pain that was induced continued till they all fell on the ground once more.
Once the shocks stopped all four brothers laid panting, breathing heavy as they felt much weaker at the moment. All their eyes then looked around and found a lone Triceraton in the back, keycard in hand and thumb on the shock button. They then realized what had happened. One of the guards was hanging back and was ready to shock them if they show any kind of fight. The turtles now knew that this was a fight they weren't going to win.
They then were kicked and stomped on their shells, more cries of pain leaving them. The leader of the group glaring daggers at them, "You shouldn't have done that, now we're not going to hold back." It was then the beating happened again, but this time it was more brutal.
They all were punched harder in their plastrons and sides, clubbed on their shells and face with full force. Stomped on with heavy boots, on their shells and limbs. The beating disoriented the turtles to the point that they didn't know how long it had been going on for.
Leo spit up some blood as his plastron was stomped on for the up most time, things started to get dark as he felt himself being picked up and roughly thrown a few feet. Hitting the ground hard, It was hard for the blue clad turtle to breathe, part of his body was numb from the shocks, and vision blurry. He then felt a hard boot to his stomach just before losing conciseness.
Don's body laid limp as he was pulled up by his bandana ties, blood already oozing down his mouth from the repeated beating. Pain radiated from all over him, as the purple clad turtle had no energy to move at all. Unfortunately his sense of pain was still active since he felt the club strike him across the face, but was still being held up by his bandana ties. Being lifted up Don was then face planted into the dirt ground, before being dragged over and dropped down near Leo. Right as he hit the ground the genius turtle blacked out.
Mikey groaned as he was once again held up by his cuffed wrists, dangling in the air. His groans soon replaced with silent cries of pain as the young turtle was punched in both the plastron and in the face. Apparently the guard beaten the orange clad turtle to the point where he was bleeding from his arms, sides and face. By the time he got a chance to breathe, Mikey was wheezing badly, head spinning as the lack of air made him slowly slip away.
"This is a warning," the guard said before punching the youngest turtle across the face, letting go as Mikey went flying down to the ground. It felt like he got hit with a thick brick. Hitting the surface hard he rolled across the ground till he was near his down brothers, in moments he passed out.
The guard beating Raph gave him a chance to breathe. The red clad turtle getting up on his hands and knees, taking a look to the side. Both eyes widen as anger filled him as he saw his brothers, beaten to a pulp and knocked out. Anger filled the turtle as he shot up to his feet and charged at the other guards. Yet it was futile as the tattoo was activated, shocking the emerald green turtle, and stopping him in his tracks.
Raph cried out in pain as he fell to his knees, till then he was flat on the ground. The shocks stopped, leaving Raph heaving for air, whatever energy he had was zapped right from him. All five guards then gathered around him, all eyes on him.
"We were told to keep you alive," the leader kneeled down in front of Raph. He used his club to tilt the red clad turtle's weaken head up so he was looking at him. "There was nothing about what condition you had to be in."
Smirking all five guards then started to beat on Raph with their clubs, hitting him all over. His shell, sides, arms, legs and face. The turtle cried out as he was ganged up on and beaten till he was bleeding in multiple places. After what seemed like forever it stopped, Raph laying limp on the ground, barely holding onto conciseness.
"Take them back to their cell," the leader of the ground announced.
"Should we take them to the infirmary?" a second guard asked.
"No," the leader shook his head as he stared down at Raph. "They should lick their own wounds."
Raph then had to watch as the guards walked over to his brothers, grabbing them by their wrists and dragging them back towards the main doors. Both eyes looked at the two that were nearing him. Before he knew it, his whole world was shrouded in darkness.
A/N: Hope you like. This idea just came to me and I changed things up. Hope it wasn't hard for you all to read. I already know what to do in the next chapter and will get on it when I can. Till next time.