TMNT imagines..

Leonardo part 3

It's been three weeks since your last messages had been sent to the turtle. The blue masked ninja hadn't been able to think straight, guilt and sadness beating down at his being to the point of pain. He spent most of his days training and only taking breaks to check in with Donny on your whereabouts. Every negative answer he heard encouraged him to keep training and building strength to kill your basted father. If it turned out that you were dead Leo wouldn't stop until Justice for you had been introduced. 

The other three turtles were worried about you as well, you were their friend before the disappearance and the news broke each and every one of their hearts. Each one had different ways to deal with their feelings and opinions on you. After they heard who you truly were they all had to take some time to process the betrayal. After the initial shock and fact that you had disappeared because you tried to turn over a new leaf, the turtles really wanted to find you. Raphael wanted to smack you on the head and tell you how dumb and reckless you had been, Mickey wanted to tell you how proud he was of you, Donny wanted to ask you about your spying tactics and Leo simply wanted you back.

They all wanted you back.

Where you were is a whole different story. The feelings you felt and what you wanted were so contradicting. Ever since the day those bastards took you away you found yourself being put through so many experiments that you couldn't even keep up. How you were still breathing was a mystery to you. The torture and pain they had been putting your body through only added to the hatred you felt for your father. The tests you had been put through fogged your mind of anything but pain and hunger. Hunger nothing like food. It was indescribable, you didn't want food yet you felt a hunger like no other. Every now and again you found yourself lashing out at the guards surrounding you.

On this particular day the hunger you felt was nothing but strong. When the guards came into your cell you lashed at them in a successful attempt to strike and kill. Once enough guards showed up to restrain you and take you to the testing room a strange man walked in. You had seen him around the facility a few time before when you still followed Shredder. Something about him being a scientist for the prisoners, makes sense now..
He paced circles around the table you lie upon, as if he was peering in on his dying prey. You kept eye contact with him as he continued to observe. He finally stopped right next to your head, standing tall above your irritated figure.
"That heat you feel coursing your veins, the hunger that bubbles up inside you, it's all apart of the last step" He explained. You snarled and tugged on the restraints.
"What are you talking about? What the hell are you trying to do?!" You yelled in anger. He chuckled and shook his head.
"Oh your ready.." He mumbled to, mostly, himself. You only looked at him in anger and confusion as he walked to the door and made a call into a walkie talkie. Unfortunately his words were quiet and unheard on your end.

Soon after words had been exchanged he turned to a nearby table and began putting on the usual fit a doctor would wear before surgery. You saw as a few people enter the room and began following his example. Soon enough a man came up to you and tried to put a mask onto your face. You pulled away and writhed against his touch, avoiding any contact with the mask.
"Sit still you brat" The man said as he roughly grabbed your face and slipped on the mask. You tried everything you could to tear away from the strange thing, yet not even five seconds later your vision became blurry and the room began to grow darker.
"Don't worry princess, we'll take good care of you" The first doctor had said as you felt your shirt being cut from the bottom up..

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You awoke in your cell. How long had it been since you blacked out and what happened? You sat up from your mattress and hissed in pain. You pulled up your shirt and peered down to your stomach to see a long incision had been made along your abdomen. Anger bubbled in you as you stood up and banged your fists against the cell door, ignoring the pain and not noticing the changes to your torso.
"What did you do to me!?" You yelled to no one in particular. A nearby guard hit your cell door with his weapon.
"Hands off the bars!" He yelled back, completely ignoring your question. You growled in response and backed away from the door.