Happy April Fools/Easter!
Enjoy the story~!
If you can't already tell, this story is sort of Don-centric. He and Rayn become friends because of their shared geek-ness, though she also becomes friends with Mikey too.
Eventually, I'll try to write more Leo/Raph scenes too, if anyone would like them.
"This is ridiculous." Rayn complained, sitting on a stool in Don's lab.
The genius had confined her to never leave his sight, now that her strange behavior had happened again.
"We have to figure out what's happening to you." Don replied, looking up again from his computer.
"I know, but I want to help too."
"There isn't much you can do, Rayn." He slid his chair across the floor towards her, coming to a stop at a different station. "We have to see if it happens again, and figure out what's causing it."
Rayn frowned, looking down at her notebook. She had written everything she could remember about her experiences and behavior, from the dreams to the weird vision she had on the rooftop. Included was even a sketch of the doorway she had seen from some charcoal she had scavenged from her things.
Vividly, Rayn recalled the day on the rooftop and fumbled over her thoughts yet again.
Rayn had stared at Donatello for a few minutes in silence as what he said sunk in.
Your eyes.. They turned red.
Finally, Don had broken the silence yet again.
"And then you started glowing blue." He added as if there was no pause.
"It was freaky but kinda cool." Mikey chimed in eagerly, earning a hit on the back of the head by Raph. "OW! How did you do that, anyway?"
"I have no idea." She whispered.
"Come on, let's go home. It's best we have you stay low for a while before another one of those attacks happens." Leo input, his leadership skills kicking in.
The four turtles jumped down in leaping motions from the rooftop, while Rayn carefully went down the fire escape. Raph, who had remained quiet throughout, lifted the lid of the sewer and was the first down. Mikey followed with a whoop, while Leo paused to let her go ahead. She did, and trailed behind the four as they headed back to the lair.
"Rayn?" Don's voice interrupted her thoughts, as she looked up from her notebook. She had zoned out and the genius was in front of her, looking concerned.
"Just thinking." She replied, fiddling with her pencil. The turtle studied her notebook and noticed her charcoal doodle of the doorway.
"Is that the place from your vision?" He asked, reaching over and turning the page towards himself so he could see.
"Yeah."
"You made it really detailed, but I haven't got a clue where that is." Skimming the rest of the page, Don looked back up at her.
As he turned the notebook back towards her, a piece of paper slid out between the pages.
It looked like an innocent doodle, but considering Rayn was also a geek like Don, he knew it probably was something more. "Hey, what's this?"
Rayn, quietly watching him, blushed slightly and picked it up. "It's just.. Something I wanted to work on." She handed it towards him. "You and the guys have your ninjitsu skills. And since there's people out there who probably want to capture me or worse, I figured I need to have some way to defend myself. So.. I had this idea."
The sketch itself was of her, complete with cat ears and tail, wearing a suit that looked like armor and holding a skateboard-type object. The image was rendered in black and white, but she had on what looked like a jump suit. She wore a belt around her waist and knee-high dark boots. Covering her head was a helmet, with a visor going over her eyes. On the helmet, it was designed to have bits come up to sort of resemble cat ears.
Her robot was on the ground next to her in the image, floating near her feet.
"That's really cool. Did you want some help?" Don handed her back the paper.
"Sure, if you want." She stuck it back within the pages of her notebook.
"WAAITT!" A voice from behind them made both of them jump. "RAYNN! Are you becoming a superhero?!"
Rayn turned and saw Mikey, having apparently witnessed the whole thing, behind them. "Mikey, I thought I told you not to sneak up on me." She scowled him, but not unkindly.
"Sorry! But I heard you guys talking and it sounds so cool! Rayn, did I tell you about the Turtle Titan yet?"
"Oh brother." Don shook his head, pushing his sibling out of the way. "Mikey, I thought I told you not to enter my lab while we were trying to figure out what was wrong with Rayn."
"You did," The orange-clad turtle admitted. "But dude, your sensor things are going off in the lab!"
"What?" Don exchanged a glance with Rayn before rushing out of the room.
Mikey scratched his head and looked at Rayn. "Was it something I said?"
"No, Mikey, you should have came in sooner." She said, frowning. She grabbed her notebook and started to head out of the lab, with the youngest turtle following behind her.
Don was at his computer, near their entertainment system, looking at a screen. "Check it out." He told the group, as Raph and Leo had already joined them.
On the screen, heading down one of the sewer tunnels, were Stockman's mousers.
"Wait, I thought we destroyed his lab a long time ago?" Raph commented. "That joint blew up!"
"I guess he must have remade them." The eldest turtle said thoughtfully. "But why?"
"Probably looking for her." Raph jabbed a finger in Rayn's direction. She flushed and looked at her hands clutching the notebook.
"Well, they aren't finding her." Mikey stated, twirling his nunchucks and striking a protective stance. "Right, Rayn? You just gotta stay inside for a while."
"I guess." Rayn replied half-heartedly. She walked towards the couch and sat down, opening her notebook again, leafing through it's pages.
The four turtles talked a little longer as they watched the mousers wander aimlessly through the sewers on the different cameras Don had installed, but then eventually parted ways.
Rayn had just resigned to staying on the couch, legs drawn up to her chest with her hands resting on them. She had her notebook on her legs, staring at its pages and pondering her situation.
Ever since her mutation, her life was never normal. And now she was dragging her rescuers into it, because she was now being hunted for in the sewers.
"Have you ever tried meditation?" A voice said from beside her. Rayn felt herself jump and winced. Ninjas and their sneaking around.
"Um, no." She collected herself and managed to get out, looking up at the turtle. It was Leo, of course. She didn't think any of his brothers cared much for meditation.
"It'll help you sort out your thoughts." The turtle said wisely, reaching out a hand to help her up. She looked at him quizzically. "I was watching you sit and stare at your notebook for the past 10 minutes from the kitchen while my food cooked." He offered an explanation. "Figured you'd need some help before you stared a hole into it."
"Oh." She said simply, accepting his hand and holding the notebook with the other one.
She followed Leo to the center of the lair, where he sat down. She hesitated, then seated herself, carefully crossing her legs into the lotus position like the turtle in front of her. She adjusted her position so she wasn't sitting on her tail, and then looked at Leo to indicate she was ready.
"Okay." The turtle said. "So just take a second to clear your mind, and try to establish a mind-body connection.."
Mikey and Don had left the lair to investigate some of the mousers they had spotted on the screen earlier, and hopefully see where they led. Though he didn't like leaving his brothers behind, the purple-clad turtle figured they would be back shortly. Mikey had bugged him to come along, and eventually Don had given in just to get him to be quiet. But just to make his younger brother useful, Don had him carry his equipment bag. It wasn't really all necessary, but Mikey didn't need to know that.
"Okay, be quiet Mikey." Don shushed his sibling as they rounded a corner. "The mousers should be around here somewhere."
The two hid in the shadows of the sewers, waiting for any indication of movement in the darkness. Then they heard it - the familiar clanking noises of the mouses, as well as the weird cries.
"Okay, just leave one intact so I can take it back to my lab." Don whispered to Mikey, and they both converged on the mousers.
Soon, a pile of mouser bits was left in the trickling sewer water and one remained in the hands of Donatello.
"Gee, I hope that mouser doesn't mind being donated to science." Mikey quipped. "Or, more like, my brother Donatello."
"Come on, goofball." Don told his brother and together they headed back to the lair.
"Wait, if all we were doing was mouser-napping then why did I have to carry this heavy bag?" Mikey complained as Don laughed to himself.
I might go back and revise some of these chapters to add titles and stuff. Any thoughts on that? Thanks for reading!
