*WARNING* GRAPHIC BLOOD* Curious yet? *snicker* Read on my dears!
The ridges shifted, extending the skin even further, rubbing the underside of her epidermis. The bump seemed to pulsate. Suddenly, at the top of the ridges, two sharp, thin bone-like things poked through her skin. She screamed bloody murder into Leo's ear. Blood started to slide down her back and Don hollered for Raph to run and get him some towels and a large basin of water as he himself ran for the first aid kit. Leo was left to murmur soothing but useless nothings into her ear. Her cries of pain only got louder. Don began to curse vividly when he skidded to a stop behind her. The ridges were continuing to tear her skin apart, straining to burst free from her back. Long, boney, black, leathery things pushed their way out, covered in blood and causing even more to cascade down her back. Don desperately tried to wipe some of it away, but she only screamed harder when he touched her.
The hump at her lower back twitched madly, taking advantage of her torn up back and making its own bid for freedom. Long, black, and slimy with gore, something uncoiled and made a slick slithering noise as it burst free.
Finally, finally, everything stopped. Blood still oozed sluggishly, and she still whimpered, but that was all. The lair was still.
"Raph, I need those towels." Don's voice cut through the thick stillness. From the doorway Raph hurried in past Mikey and Master Splinter, who were watching horrified. Everyone's mouths were clamped shut, trying their level best to fight back the urge to vomit. As Don cleaned the blood off her body, she only whimpered, hanging limply on to Leo.
"Holy… Shell…" Don whispered to himself. Leo's eyes bugged out. The ridges turned out to be wings. Black, leathery membrane webbed with veins of all sizes covered thin, strong bone. An almost six foot long black lizard's tail had uncoiled from the hump, and extended from her tailbone, twitching sluggishly. All three unnatural appendages were sickeningly thin and fragile looking, like they were so undersized they should fall off. Her back was certainly raw, but the bleeding had all but stopped, like her body had prepared for this and constructed another layer of fragile skin beneath the layer that was just torn away.
She shivered as Don continued to clean and bandage her up. "Easy, Roxanne. I'll get you bandaged up so you can rest, OK?" He murmured to her. She nodded, head now tucked under Leo's chin and peering over her shoulder at her new appendages and at Don.
He did as he said, and when he was done Leo carried her to the couch. She lay on her side and dropped off to sleep almost immediately. The brothers and their master congregated in the kitchen and sat down tiredly. "What the shell did Bishop pump her full of?" Mike squeaked.
"Mutagen. Bat and lizard DNA. Probably other things I'm not thinking of…" Don trialed off, staring at the blood on his hands. Leo felt sick and was soon back on his feet, pacing. Then he sat down again. Raph had his head down in his hands with his elbows resting on his knees. No one said anything for a long time.
The water sounds that always surrounded the lair seemed to fade.
An occasional train could be heard going by in the nearby subway tunnel.
The ticking of the wall clock got louder.
Nothing moved.
Really short, I know, but this seemed like a good spot to stop. And it's very late according to my internal clock. Reviews are appreciated!