(A/N: I wish my phone had a word count..cause I'm trying to make these at least 500 words but it ain't anyone knows how to get the word count on mobile Google docs, let me know..please?)
"So you're why I've been insane." Laila growled and grabbed her opposite's throat.(A/N- im gonna call her opposite Shadow laila or S!laila for short)
"I said that didn't I?" S!Laila narrowed her eyes at her normal self.
"Why?"
"You want answers? Fine." S!Laila forced her normal self to let go of her throat. "I did it to help you."
"Help me? How the hell is this supposed to help me?!"
"I was trying to help you get away from your past, only to drag you into it more, forgive me."
"Wha-?"
"I'm you in the past...before you left the foot clan." S!laila closed her eyes and opened them again. "Come back here tomorrow night, I'll show you what I mean." S!laila disappeared back into Laila's body, leaving the normal turtle confused, but she decided to come back her tomorrow to find out what her clone meant.
Getting off the roof of Sacks Inc., Laila landed on a roof a few meters away, thanks to some great acrobatic skills. Hearing banging on the alleyway beside her, she ran to the edge of the roof and looked down, making sure to keep herself hidden. In the alleyway, was a animatronic suit.
"It's pretty far from the pizzeria...wait, is that...blood?" She noticed blood leaking out of its eyes and she was almost terrified to go near it so all she did was find a different grate. Laila took a few deep breaths of relaxation as she headed back home.
(Skip this part, unless you wanna read it)
"I seem to leave and come back a lot"
(It's the script.)
"Well who the hells the director?"
(I wish I knew)
"Goddammit."
(Just wanted to add that-back to the story.)
"What the hell is going on in my life? It's only been 18 years and I've gotten more trauma that someone who's been in war their whole lives...wait, that didn't make sense, whatever though." Along the way, Laila ended up in a sewer tunnel quite a ways away from home. Laila immediately recognized it. It was where she first stayed after the foot clan left her before splinter took her in. That was 8 years ago. Laila smiled at the thought before hearing something crack, looking down she realized it was the floor. She fell through but quickly managed to grab something to hold her up. Laila knew she was gonna die out here, no one would be here, especially not in their right minds. Right before she slipped, a human hand grabbed her wrists. When she looked up her eyes were widened.
"Amanda!?"