When she awoke, all she felt was pain. Pain in her head, that just seemed to grow and intensify. She groaned and shut her eyes again, wincing from the light. It took a few minutes for the fog to lift and for Rayn to remember the plan, but she gradually opened her eyes.
A concerned April was in front of her, one hand towards her but a look of uncertainty clear on her features.
"Rayn? Are you okay?"
Rayn nodded, unsure if she could speak.
It was worse than her attacks before, but Don was right.
They expected and theorized that, if she went to April's, maybe the attacks would come back. Since they all seemed to happen when she was relaxed or above ground. Staying at April's for the night did trigger another one. But since she had entered that.. Door, this time, she stayed within herself and didn't blank out.
That meant she could fight it.
"Go.. Get the guys." Rayn managed to get out, opening her eyes briefly to look at April. The older woman nodded and got up again, heading toward wherever the guys were.
Rayn closed her eyes again. The plan now relied solely on her ability to fight this thing, and hopefully figure out the source.
It felt like hours that she had sat there, focusing hard on whatever was causing her pain. The plan was that she tried to identify the source through meditation, and then they'd go and find it.
But when she finally opened her eyes, she hadn't a clue where it was coming from.
"Did you learn anything?" April asked, seeing Rayn looking around.
"No, I don't think I'm able to trace it." She sighed. "All it did was give me a headache."
Before either could converse further, a triumphant Michaelangelo entered through the apartment door. "Rayn!" the turtle exclaimed. "Did it work?"
She looked at her hands. "No."
"Oh." Mikey came to sit on the couch, frowning slightly. "Don't worry, Leo usually has a plan B! When Don, Leo, and Raph get back, we can see if he has any ideas."
"Where are they, anyway?" Rayn asked. You'd think they'd stay together, but apparently not?
"Uhm." Mikey scratched his head. "I think Donnie found another one of Stockman's mousers in the sewers—"
"Guys!" Raphael chose that moment to enter, followed closely by Leo and Don. "Don found another one of those mouser robots."
"And Raph didn't actually destroy it this time." Leo pointed out, earning a look from the hothead.
"Yep, it's still receiving a signal." Don announced. "Which means, we can hook it up to the Battle Shell and track it."
"See! I told you there was a Plan B!" Mikey told Rayn, who just shrugged.
"I take it you weren't able to track them through meditation, then?" Leo asked her.
She stood up, grabbing her backpack. "No, but thankfully that mouser roamed by."
"Come on, then. Let's move forward with the plan." Leo headed for the door, followed closely by his brothers, April, Casey, and Rayn.
Everyone piled into the Battle Shell, which was way more crammed now with so many people. She sat near the back, gripping onto the side of the van as they sped across the city.
"Okay, the signal's coming from that warehouse." Don pointed towards a shady-looking warehouse on the outskirts of the street. It stood alone and looked abandoned.
Rayn peered around and spotted something else familiar. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised." She muttered, pointing towards Wylan's office building. "Not far from Wylan's place."
"Okay, stick to the plan guys." Leo told them as they pulled to a stop. "Casey and April will stay with the Battle Shell, but everyone else goes inside."
"Why do I have to be stuck here?" Casey complained, while April gave him a look.
"April needs someone to watch her back, just in case."
And with that, the four turtles had disappeared out the back. Rayn was the last, and she hesitated for a second before following the guys out of the vehicle.
