A.N: I don't own TMNT, only the plot and my OCs. Thanks kamiccolo's rose when I saw your review I had to update! Well, I'll update the next one soon too! Enjoy reading!
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I sat on the roof of the abandoned building I used to live in, it seemed only the day before. I guess a year goes by fast when you're being held prisoner in an old prison cell, by a human can-opener.
My hair was tickling my face, it was so long, it made me feel like a young girl again. Instead of a legal adult. I looked down at the small metal thing I was fondling in my hand.
A lighter, cold silver with a dark tattoo.
That's all it took, and now I was an orphan living with my friends with walls around me so high, I couldn't even see the top. I wanted to open up, but it seemed like I was trapped within my own mistakes and faults.
I stared at the small thing as I turned it around in my gloved hands, a small ghost grey and blood red dragon was wrapped around it starting at the bottom and slowly working it's way up to the top.
It was close to my birthday, January the eighteenth. Which was also the anniversary of the fire, and my family's death. I didn't celebrate my birthday, nor did I grieve over my parent's death. I treated it like any other day, for a couple of reasons.
First off, I didn't want anything, I was content with all the things I had.
Second, I don't think getting things on the day my parent's died would be a good way of honoring them.
And third, I just didn't like people making it a great deal that I'd been alive for one more year. Though I doubted sometimes I would.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a small but noticeable explosion from the back alley of a store a few blocks away. "What is it with da back alleys?" I asked out loud to myself and then started running towards the explosion.
When I got there I saw men in black running away from the door of the back of the shop which was obviously blown open.
I ran after them from the rooftops and when they went in another alley I cut them off, they stopped a bit confused but then they realized I was The Shadow. I took out my sais and twisted them expertly around showing them off, they tried to run away but before I could cut them off again.
Raph suddenly cut them off for me, I smirked as he gritted his teeth, annoyed at the men. We took them down with just a few jabs, sweep kicks, and elbow hits. We tied them up with rope that Raph had and watched as they got taken away by the cops.
I looked over at him, he was smiling as they drove away. "Thanks fer da help. Um, see ya later, I guess." I said standing up and turning to leave. "Hey!" Raph called after me. I turned around, and cocked my head to one side questioningly. "Where ya goin'?" He asked, I shrugged unknowingly.
"Guess back ta Sparky's, why?" I asked, he shrugged too. "Was wonderin' if ya wanted ta get somethin' ta eat?" He asked, I was surprised but got over it quickly. "Um, sure. Where ya wanna go?" I asked, he smirked now that I had agreed. "We could go get some pizza." He suggested, I nodded with a small smile at the familiar food. "Sounds good. But won't people see ya?" I asked, he shook his head. "I got my disguise." He replied, I nodded.
I followed him into a backstreet where he led me behind a trash dump to reveal a mean looking silver motorcycle, my eyes widened and I looked at it enviously. I guess we both had something the other envied.
He put on a helmet and handed me one. "Won't people see ya, even with your disguise?" I asked before I put it over my head, he shook his head. "No, we'll be going to fast for people to see me." He replied, I nodded showing him that I heard him.
He got on the bike and I got on behind him, I couldn't stop my mind from thinking how close I was to him but hurriedly pushed that thought away. He started up the motor and I snaked my arms around his waist putting my head securely on his scarred shell, and suddenly we were on the street going almost as fast as a roller coaster. I tightened my grip on him to make sure I didn't fall off, Raph did some sharp turns and a sudden wheelie and I almost knew he was smirking smugly.
Then we stopped, my head was whirling and I was afraid my brain had hit my skull too many times. I shook my head, it helped a little, I got off the bike and took the helmet off my head. I smoothed down my hair and when I looked over at Raph he had his trench coat and fendora on.
"Ya know, I really don't know 'ow people don't realize yer a turtle. Ya look exactly like a giant turtle in a trench coat and hat, which is what you are." I said looking him up and down, were people really this stupid? He chuckled throatily.
"Humans are jus' that dumb." he said as if it plain obvious, I put my hands on my hips and raised my eyebrows in angry surprise. "Oh, really?" I asked sassily, he chuckled again. "Wit' a few exceptions." He said trying to act cool, though I heard a slight haste in his tone.
We went through the doors into the pizza parlor, and waited in line. I watched the men make the dough, then put the sauce, then the toppings, and into the hot oven. We finally got to the front counter and Raph ordered the pizza with everything on it, we sat at a booth to wait for it.
"So, what's yer full name?" Raph asked, clearly trying to make a normal conversation. "Crystal Emma Shade, you?" I asked back, I barely raised my eyebrows. "Raphael Hamato." He replied, I giggled, though it was low, not high like flirty girls. "No middle name?" I asked, he shook his green head.
The pizza was ready and we went back to the motorcycle. "Wanna eat in Central Park?" Raph suggested, I shrugged though I liked the idea. "Sure" I replied, and we got on. [This is sounding more and more like a date.] I thought suddenly, but went along with it.
We sat down on a bench and opened the pizza box, we each took a piece and bit into them. "If ya could go anywhere in da world right now, where would ya go?" I asked looking at the bright streets, he thought about it. "Somewhere dat doesn't exist." He said, I looked over at him. "Wanna tell me 'bout dat place?" I asked, for I too, wanted to go somewhere that doesn't exist.
"It's somewhere dat me and my brothers are excepted, and clean beaches. Maybe love." He said gazing up at the clouds. I chuckled. "Sounds sorta like my place." I said grinning softly at him, he looked interested at me. "What 'bout yer place?" He asked a small smirk on his green face.
"Like ya said, clean beaches, but I like seaweed. I like swimming. Somewhere where my parents are still, alive. Somewhere where people won't judge me, where people won't glance at me. And where someone loves me." I said also looking up in thought, I laughed. "And look at me, being all dramatic like this is some twisted soap opera." I chuckled, Raph laughed along with me.
We finished the pizza and headed for the his bike, he handed me a helmet and put his own on. I put it on and he got on his bike, I got on behind him and put my arms around his waist with a slight reassuring squeeze. And he started up the bike, we rushed through the cars towards Jessie's building.
We got there and I was sure that the world was going to get dizzy from all that spinning, at least, that's what it felt like. I looked at the building and then at Raph. "Thanks for da night, an' da ride. Though it makes me feel like I'm drunk." I said smirking, he nodded. "No problem, anytime. See ya tomorrow?" He asked almost hopefully, I nodded. "Yeah, sure." I said smiling, he nodded and went back towards his bike. I went towards the building and went inside.
I walked on the black and white tiles towards the elevator. The building was strangely dark, like the lights were dimmed or going out. I pressed the button the go up and waited for the elevator, the doors opened up and I stepped inside. They closed behind me, I leaned against the railing and looked up at the ceiling which was a mirror.
I stared at myself until the doors opened, I went out into the dark hallway. So dark, why was it so dark? I went down to Jessie's door, 123. I could see it, but before I could get there however, a hand came from behind me and put a cloth over my mouth and nose.
I could smell chloroform as I instinctively breathed in, I struggled against the person who had grabbed me and got him on his back with me on top of him. He still had the cloth over my face, then another man took his place and he pulled me back towards the elevator, I began to lose consciousness.
The very last thing I saw before I went into that slowly growing black abyss, was the closing doors of the elevator.
And a flash of black cloth.
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There was a light, but I had my eyes closed. I could see all the veins running through my eyelids, though they weren't how I remembered it, they were black. I tried opened them, I was blinded by the light but I could see one thing.
Silver.
[Oh, please don't let it be da human can-opener.] I thought, but when the light was pointed away from me, there he was. The Shred-head himself, oh, he though he was so good.
I gritted my teeth, I was in the same position as last time, strapped to a metal table. I cussed him out again, it was only for my benefit, but I bluntly didn't care about his own. He leaned forward, his face right in front of mine, I held back spitting in his face for a second time.
"Crystal Emma Shade. Age eighteen but almost nineteen. Reported missing four years ago in a house fire, parents: dead. Only current living relative: a distant cousin living in California. Job: tattoo artist. Current residence: living with a friend in an apartment. Use for me: information on the turtles." He clearly recited, I smirked. "How nice, ya rehearsed dat all fer me? Ya shouldn't have." I said sarcastically, he frowned, from what I could see.
"You will tell me about the turtles!" He shouted in my face, I spat on his face. "Yer pretty stubborn, ain't ya?" I asked as he growled, I just smiled sassily. "I know you know. So tell me, or you'll meet a little friend of mine. And he won't be so nice." He said, I think he was trying to be threatening, and he would be if I was a jelly boned pre-schooler.
"So scary, but I'm sorry ta disappoint ya. I'm never, goin' ta tell you, anything." I said, the last part I said darkly. He went behind me and turned that damn switch, I screamed and arched my back in pain.
Then it stopped, I panted and smirked at the Shred-head as he came around to face me. "Jus' like ol' times, huh?" I asked just trying to make him more mad, he growled and punched the wall right next to my head.
I didn't even flinch, I stared into his eyes. "You can shock me, ya can beat me, ya can bring me ta da brink of death. But you can be sure, I will always come back, an' I will always hate you. So don't expect anything other den insults an' witty remarks pointing out all yer faults." I said sourly, why couldn't I get it through this thick man's skull that I hate him and I won't say anything!
He strutted out of the room and soon I was chained up to the very same chains I had been a while ago. I was sitting there when Baxter came in. "Hello, mr. Bastard Stockman." I insulted him acting to be cheerful. He glared at me which I returned with a sassy smirk.
"I want you to understand something, Crystal. The mix that we injected into your bloodstream was only half the process, you heal quickly but you're not immortal like we were hoping for." The man explained, I nodded.
"So, ya wanna make me immortal?" I asked, he straightened his glasses. "Yes, that's the plan. We want to make sure master Shredder has the power to be immortal, but we're testing it on you first." He explained, I snorted quite unladylike.
"Like, yer actually gonna make me immortal." I said, there was no such thing, was there? He grinned showing slightly crooked teeth. "No, you see. There's no such thing as immortality, but we can make someone immune to any unnatural death. You'll probably die around the age of eighty after we give you the injection." He said, my eyes widened and I would be lying if I didn't think that it sounded amazing.
It was quite tempting, but I knew it was the worst thing someone could do, it was cheating Death, and in the end, Death. Always got it's way.
Baxter Stockman suddenly pulled out a syringe, he tried to go for my arm but I jerked away and kicked my legs at him making him trip, he fell backward and the syringe went flying, it went down towards the stunned man. It hit him square in the chest, he screamed and yanked it out, I smirked. "It's jus' a needle" I teased him, he glared at me and then walked out of the room.
I smirked a sighed quietly, I did not want to become immortal.
The next day I found out that they has sealed up the manhole where I escaped last time, so I hoped that the turtles might find me. Or some miracle.
I had my wrists chained behind my back and I was looking down at the floor when bright neon light came through the door as it opened, I squinted up to see two of the guards was coming in.
"C'mon, master Shredder wants to speak to you." The right one said as he went behind me. He unlocked my shackles and lifted me up to stand, they both stood beside me gripping my arms tightly to make sure I didn't get away. They led me out of the dungeon and into hallways, then I saw a door.
I sweep kicked the guy on my right and flipped the left guy over myself, then made a wild dash for the black oak door. I rammed through it with my right shoulder and it opened, I appeared in a kitchen. All the cooks looked at me with a shocked expression, I ran to the closest door possible which happened to be on the whole other side of the room.
It was on swinging hinges so I didn't have to ram into it, though I did, I found myself in a large room that looked like a skating park indoors. Tons of punk looking teens were scattered around, the boys looked tough and rough, and the girls looked slutty and stuck-up.
I hid in the shadows and nobody seemed to pay any attention to me, I still had my hands chained behind my back, my hair was in front of my face though I could still see through it. I moved to a door that looked like the way out, it was up some stairs so I would have to go quickly.
I was right about to start running when alarms blared and a loud voice said through speakers above my head.
"Attention everyone; there is a prisoner loose on the grounds and intruders coming towards the wreck room."
I smiled, it was almost like they planned it, and they were coming straight for me! I ran up the stairs and right when I was at the middle of the stairway the double doors ahead of me flew open. I looked up and grinned when I saw the turtles, Raph in the very front.
He looked at me and smirked. "Where ya been?" I asked climbing up to them. "Savin' ya, what else?" He asked as we ran down the hall where they has come from, I didn't like running with my hands behind my back but I didn't have a choice.
I couldn't fight so the turtles fought off the people who tried to stop us, I felt weak and pathetic not being able to help them though I knew I couldn't even if I had weapons. I saw that Raph had my sais tucked in his belt, they must've come across them while they were looking for me. I wish I could go up there and take them, but I couldn't.
Soon we were out in the streets, though it was light out and the white pavement was full of people we ran through them. Many people stared or at least glanced at us but then we found a safe alley where we could disappear in the sewers.
We ran for a while the sewer sludge splashing at our heels, but we slowed down and started walking.
I twisted my wrists in the shackles. "I, uh. Have some bad news" I started, breaking the silence in the tunnels. "What?" Leo asked, I shook my head almost with shame.
"They're tryin' ta make da Shredder, immortal. Dey were gonna test it on me because I already have half da injections dat make me heal quicker, though I'm not immortal. I don' know if dey already started injections on Shred-head." I explained, they were speechless.
"You had a chance to become immortal?" Mikey asked with big eyes, like I was some kind of crazy person. "Yeah, though not truly immortal. That isn't possible." I said, they exchanged looks.
My eyes widened. "It's, possible?" I asked, they nodded. "Did you hear about those monsters running loose in the city?" Don asked, I nodded. "Figured it was jus' a prank." I said, they shook their heads.
"Nope, da guy who needed 'em fer some curse was immortal. Dat was da curse." Raph said, I blinked. "Oh, well, it does sound like a curse. Dat's why I tripped Stockman before he could inject me." I said, they nodded.
We went into the lair and I plopped down on the couch, I was asleep in a matter of minutes.
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A.N: Immortal? I'd never be immortal, never. Hope ya liked it, I'll post later! Thanks!