The Sacred Blue Rose [LeoxOC TMNT Fanfiction]

Chapter 8

It has been almost six months now since the turtles saved me from the Shredder and since my mother was killed. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her and my father. To think they were murdered for something our ancestor did long before us. I dream about the day that I could face Shredder again and not be afraid, not run away, and maybe, just maybe end this curse once and for all. For now, I'm still training, excelling quickly thanks to Master Splinter's teachings, as well as Leo's help on our own time. I still didn't have Splinter's blessing to go outside, but hopefully that will change soon.

I decided to go into the dojo early this morning with Leo. We started off with some stretches, he helped me with some more advanced ninja moves, and we ended with some meditation while we waited for the others to join. Training went on as usual, I still had to sit off to the side because I was not quite up to the turtles' level yet. All four of the turtles trained, then spared against each other, Leo won again today. Next was my normal training, Splinter would say the name of moves and I would execute them. He knew I did some side training with Leo so he would test me beyond my actual skill level just to see what all he had been teaching me until I didn't know a move.

"I'm impressed Skylar.. It seems that the extra training time Leonardo spends with you has further your progression in your ninja training." Splinter said, walking in front of me. "I only wish some of my sons were as dedicated in improving their skills as you are.." He said with a little glare towards his sons, getting some cheeky grins from Mikey and Donnie.

I let out a little giggle looking over at them while Splinter smiled and shook his head. It wasn't like they were horrible ninjas, but those two more than Raph and Leo were more focused on other things most of the time. Mikey just wanted to get training over with so he could eat and play video games. Donnie never expressed getting training over with, but oftentimes he would get side tracked with thinking about new inventions or solving a problem to a current invention he was working on. I turned my attention back to Splinter and he had a look on his face like he was contemplating something.

"Is there something wrong Sensei?" I asked gently, looking concerned.

"Nothing is wrong.. I was just thinking about possibly letting you join my sons on tonight's patrol.." He said looking down at me, stroking the little beard that hung from his chin.

My eyes widened with a bit of excitement and shock. I hadn't been outside since the day the turtles helped me move my things from my apartment to here. I miss the city lights, the stars, the moon, feeling the wind on my face. I composed myself and bowed my head respectfully.

"I will honor your decision either way," I said respectfully.

I heard him hum for a moment and then he took in a deep breath and exhaled softly. "I believe you are ready to join my sons on their nightly patrols.. But I want you to stay with the group, listen to your leader, and when you come back home.. I want a full report on how you did and what you learned from the experience. Your skills are going to be tested tonight.. Remember your training, listen to your leader and your team.."

I wanted to explode with excitement, and it didn't help that I heard the guys gasp with excitement. "Hai Sensei, I will not disappoint you." I said happily standing up tall. "Thank you Master Splinter" I said bowing again just trying to hold back my excitement.

He bowed back dismissing us from training and he started to head back to his room. I turned around and grinned happily at the guys, jumping up and down excitedly laughing. They all smiled and came over to me, Mikey joined in with the jumping. Splinter turned his head and let out a little chuckle before he entered his room.

"This is awesome dudette! I can totally show you my sick moves in action!" Mikey said happily, striking a few poses.

"What, getting knocked on your butt?" Raph teased with a smirk.