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"Hey, is she waking up?" A voice asked in Rayn's distant subconscious.
She felt like she was swimming, struggling to wake up and open her eyes. If anything the day's exhaustion has caught up to her, but she needed to get ahold of Wylan, she needed to see if Kiki was okay—
And that's when she finally opened her eyes.
Four figures stood hovering over her slightly. They were shadows to her blurred vision right now, but she still managed to scream and slap one in the face.
"OWWWW!" the figure cried out, jumping backward.
Rayn started to sit up but felt the world shift around her and grimaced, hugging the side of the couch.
The couch?
As her vision focused, she realized the creatures had green skin and wore identical masks in different colors. But they seemed on edge since she had just slapped the orange-masked one, each holding their own set of weapons.
"What do you guys want from me?" She demanded as she struggled again to sit up.
"Nothing — we want to help you." The purple turtle replied, slowly dropping his weapon. He held out a hand to her.
Rayn studied him, trying to figure out if his friendliness was genuine. But when she finally did accept his hand, she realized that her backpack was gone - again.
"Wait— you took my backpack!" She stammered, falling backward onto the couch again.
"Uh, wait, it's right here." The red turtle pointed with a sai to the other side of the room. The room — From that gesture, Rayn realized she was no longer in New York. And this place, it was huge. Columns lined the circular room with a pool in the middle, and in front of her were a bunch of huge TVs. Her backpack was resting against one.
Sighing, Rayn relaxed slightly and looked back towards the purple turtle. This one seemed like the kindness of them all, she realized silently. Even though she was thoroughly freaked out by these creatures and their humanoid appearance, she really was too tired to puzzle over it anymore. Besides, she'd seen some weird things in her lifetime. Starting with her own reflection earlier that day.
"Who are you guys?" Rayn finally whispered.
"We're turtles, well, brothers too." The purple one explained. "My name is Donatello."
As his brothers all announced their names, they slowly sheathed their weapons as they realized this girl wasn't a threat.
"I'm Rayn." She introduced herself simply.
"Rayn? Weren't you on the news?" Leo commented, looking back at the black screen of the television.
"I was?" she looked at him in surprise.
"You're a missing person, apparently." Raphael leaned against one of the other chairs and observed her keenly.
"Well.. I was kidnapped by some guys wearing dragon tattoos." She explained softly, looking at her hands. "They want.. My robotics project? I don't know. I refused to give it to them, and they turned me into this."
Don and Leo exchanged glances. "How did you end up being a… cat?" Don asked.
Rayn looked at herself in the reflection of the televisions, her ears twitching automatically. How did she become like this?
"I'm not sure.." She trailed off as an idea came to her. Kiki, her cat. That's the last animal she touched before she was..taken. "Wait. My cat, Kiki. Before the fight, I was trying to get her to come back inside. They must've used some kind of chemical on me.. That changed me into the last thing I touched."
"What's so special about this project that has those wackbags chasing ya?" Raph commented, looking at her bag.
"The.. Guy said something about Wylan fishing it from the river." She replied. "I don't know, I got access to some cool tech and used it to create these."
Carefully, she got to her feet and walked to her backpack, unzipping it. She pulled out one of her robots. "The issue is, they're not quite done." She continued. "Currently they only respond to basic commands…"
Rayn set the robot down and pulled out a small headset from the backpack. Putting it on, she muttered something too quiet for the turtles, even with their heightened senses, to hear.
The robot's screen flickered and the small sphere started to hover in the air. With another inaudible prompt from Rayn, it floated towards the the girl and gently hovered over her open palms before settling into them.
"That's so wicked cool!" Mikey broke the silence in awe.
"Yeah, but what do they want with a bunch of robots?" Raph questioned. "They've got Stockman."
"They'd probably using them for some kinda foot operation or something." Don said thoughtfully as he stood up and walked over to Rayn to get a better look at her robot. "We can't let them have these."
"Wait." Rayn nearly dropped her robot as realization washed over her. "They won't have the robots, but the blueprints are still in my computer at Wylan's office." Rayn looked around at the group, fear plain on her face and her tail twitching anxiously.
"Well, if all they do is float and look pretty, why would a bunch of Purple Dragons want them?" Leo looked at the robot in Rayn's hands.
"Because that's not all they're designed to do." She set the robot on the floor again, crouching and reaching for her backpack. "The idea was to make them useful for the police and other government agencies. They can respond to commands and, with the right equipment, blend into the environment to go on missions. Maybe even, eventually, they can be programmed to fly to natural disaster locations and bring resources to people who need them."
Silence filled the room as the turtles looked at each other. If the Purple Dragons, or even the Shredder and his Foot, got a hold of this girl's robots.. They'd probably use them for their own selfish needs, maybe even to find the turtle's lair.
Rayn uneasily placed the robot gently in her backpack and slipped it on her shoulders.
"I have to go and get them." The girl stated shakily.
"Wait." The eldest turtle walked towards her. "It's too dangerous for you to go alone. We'll come with you. Those blueprints can't get into the wrong hands."
Silent, Rayn looked around at the four turtles, who were nodding in agreement.
"Yeah, I don't want to think about what old buckethead would do with them." Raph huffed in anger, twirling one of his sais.
"We need a plan, though." Don stated and looked at Rayn thoughtfully. "Do you know the layout of the building?"
"Well.." She crouched and unzipped her backpack again. "There's a basic schematic programmed into the robot's memories. If I can download it onto my tablet, we can use it as a plan."
"Okay, can you do that on the way?" Leo asked Rayn.
She nodded, tail swishing behind her. "Yeah, it doesn't take long."
"Then we'll need you and Don to work out a plan based on that to get to this Wylan guy's lab."
With that, all four of them headed towards the large elevator-like doors on one wall of this.. Lair. Rayn, puzzled, watched them for a second. Why were they helping her, exactly? She did nothing to help them.
"Come on, the Battle Shell is this way." Don, who saw Rayn lagging behind, came back and reached out a hand to help her up.
The girl nodded and accepted it, allowing him to pull her to her feet as they walked together to the elevator.
