A/N: Don't worry, this story's not complete yet-not even close(111 chapters left) but we just wanted to thank all you guys for reading and reviewing(especially Natsmith-shoutout! You're welcome.) this far..it means a lot and without you guys, we would've actually deleted this story and started completely from scratch. So thanks...anyways the chapter. *takes a breath* Why does the director have to make the script so goddamn long everytime he wants an author's note?
Laila eventually arrived at the lair and went right into her room, ignoring everybody who ever tried to talk to her. Right now, she needed to be alone. Closing the door to her bedroom, she sat down on the corner of the bed and gazed around. There were photos of her with both of her families on the wall. She smiled, but that smile quickly faded as she decided what to do to relieve stress. The only thing she could think of to do was take down the foot clan and kick the breath, or life, out of some soldiers. Laila got off her bed and went into closet, satisfied when she found her old foot clan uniform. It was still daytime, only 10:00, so she knew she would have to wait until the night then go kill some foot soldiers..
"What did Leatherhead mean by the fact I'm fighting a struggling battle though? Is he talking about my sanity? I hope he's not...but he might be." Laila noticed her reflection in the mirror in the corner of her eye. She stepped away from the mirror when she saw what looked like a different version of her with the words It's me and you can't.(See if anyone gets the reference with those four words are from) "Okay, what the hell, am I fuckin' hallucinating now? I hope not. It's okay Laila, maybe some fresh air would do you good." A knock on the door jumped her.
"What?"
"Lunch" Laila blinked and gazed at her alarm clock. The red, green and yellow digits showed 12:30. Had she really been in here thinking for two and a half hours? Laila got out of her room and walked downstairs to hear glass break as soon as she got down.
"Again michelangelo?"
"You actually came out!"
"Yeah. I want food. Now where is it? Or did you break the plate with my food on it?"
"I didn't break it, I'll grab everybody's." Mikey went right back in the kitchen before Laila could throw something at him, he especially didn't want any of her limbs touching him, a fist to be specific.
"So Laila, what's going on with you?"
"Nothing Donnie."
"Now that's bull."
"Guys, leave me alone!" She growled and her eyes turned red for a second, as she kicked Raph down and held one of his own sais to his neck. "I'm not afraid to kill you guys, so don't get any ideas."
"Laila, snap out of it!"