I woke up freezing. I couldn't seem to stop shivering. I couldn't feel my fingers, which was probably a good thing. I looked up at my fingers, which where held up above my head thanks to these stupid cuffs.

My fingers had been splinted and wrapped, or at least that's what I assume had happened. I couldn't be sure with this terrible lighting. My arm was rapped. Which kept in a little warmth, but not much.

My throat hurt from lack of water, not to mention my splitting headache.

The door suddenly opened making me cringe away.

"Take her to my lab." The voice was soft and delicate. I could tell it was a female, not that it mattered to me.

I whimpered when my hands where un-cuffed by someone. I tried to pull away with what little strength I had.

"Shhh, It's OK." She tried to calm me down by stroking my hair. "I'm going to get you fix up, but you have to come with me."

I gave up and let my eyes close. Strong arms picked me up a carried me out of the room. I felt a pleasant warm surround me as we made our way somewhere.

I was set down on something soft and wrapped in a blanket.

This didn't seem that bad...

I soon fell asleep.

Mikey watched as everyone geared up, he was not happy.

"I wanna go dude."

"Mikey, for the last time, you're not fully healed. I'm not letting you go"

Mikey glared at the purple clad turtle. "You're going to have to kill me, if you want me to stay." He stated, being half serious about his threat.

"You're not going." Leo said with a look that could rival the words of Master Splinter. "I'm not having you go out after what happened."

"Leo, listen to yourself man! With what this Masked Assassin can do, you're going to need all the help you can get!"

"The answer is no Mikey." Leo said ending the discussion.

Fine, Mikey thought. I'll show you.

The youngest stormed off to his room. Unknown to his brothers, he was planing and plotting.

I woke up strapped to a bed. I tugged at the restraints. My eyes landed on something that made my face go pale.

I had a I.V. in my arm.

My throat closed up. I couldn't breathe. I tried to cry out, but only choked sounds could be heard.

A woman with caramel hair and a warm smile walked up to my bed side. Her smile faded when she saw my terrified face.

"It's OK Camellia, I won't hurt you."

Camellia? Did she mean me?

"P...please." I could barely get the word out. "N-n...nee...needle..."

She gave me a confused look for a second before her eyes looked over to the I.V. in my wrist.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry." She said hurriedly and quickly took my I.V. out "They said that you had trypanophobia, but I didn't realize how bad it was. Honestly, what were they thinking doing that level of testing on a kid."

I gave her a confused look as I tried to calm my ragged breath.

"Trypanophobia, its an extreme fear of medical procedures involving injections or needles."

"So what do you mean, they did testing." I asked after calming down.

"Oh you know, project Viper. The human enhancements project that Shredder graciously funding?"

I gave her a even more confused look. "You called me Camellia, why?"

"Well, aren't you supposed to address someone by their first name?" She gave me a small shake of her head. "You would think that you didn't remember..."As her voice trailed off, realization dawned on her face. "You don't remember...I only skimmed over the file...they did mention selective memory...wonder if...and maybe she has... no, no no, would have used it..." She looked back at me. "Sorry, how about we start over. You can call me Kya. What's your name, or at least, what you go by?"

"Viper."

"We'll Viper, best we get you fixed up. You have a important meeting tonight." She smiled sweetly.

Leo watched as the minutes ticked by. One hour, twenty-three minutes till the meeting. He didn't notice as the youngest of his family slipped out of the lair.

Mikey made his way to the surface, a determined look set on his, normally smiling, face.

Unbeknownst to him, the Masked Assassin awaited his arrival. She looked forward to killing the second most loved thing in her sisters life. She couldn't, or more along the line wouldn't, kill what her cowardly sister loved most. The Masked Assassin herself. She wasn't suicidal after all. She'd make her older sister pay for what she did. She would finish the job that that coward couldn't.

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