How could I loose it all.....

Chapter 10: Steel walls

Once again I awake with a jolt. I hold my shoulder, vacant of any arm, tightly grimacing with the realization I had surgery on it again.
I'm a lab rat now, tested on and used for experiments that the cowardly scientist won't do on themselves. They abuse the crack in my shell obsessively; trying to see what the inside of a mutant looks like. For the first time in my life I'm grateful to The Shredder. Him saying that I can't die or be at a disability under any circumstances. From what I've experienced in the past 2 and a half years I'm sure it's the only reason I'm still whole.
"Leo!" A loud whisper bounces off my cell walls. The echo light, yet still noticeable.
I turn and smile at the voice, knowing it well. The only kind voice I've heard since I came to stay here.
"Bea!" I murmur back hoping my whisper would go unnoticed. It did.
I look across the hall through my peep hole in the door.
We make eye contact and she smiles. I grin back with a childish wave to boot.
She and I do sign language to keep as quiet as possible. A man like me you'd assume I'd enjoy the quiet, but the truth is it's near maddening. No one speaks here, the guards being foot ninja and all.
It's difficult to do the signing with a single arm but I've managed to figure that issue out rather well. Beatrice also puts her arm behind her back to comfort me about the disability.
We "talk" as much as possible, it feels like my purpose has been restored by protecting her.
She's a human.... Ish.... Pale with fading freckles splashed across her nose. Her near alien green eyes scream test subject. She has long hair, like LONG LONG! It hasn't been cut in over 3 years, yet still it has this glow that shines when a bit of light manages to reach it. I've only ever seen the top bit of her because, though she has a larger window I can see down to the torso and nothing else.
As normal we talk on and on until one of us is sent to the testing chambers.
Today it's her turn to suffer. I slam against the hard steel screaming in my horse voice to them to stay away from her and not to touch her.
I know it does nothing but she reminds me of my brothers... I can't help but want to protect her... She's the light in the darkness of this lions pit.
I sit the rest of the day in the complete silence. Alone. Knowing nothing else to do, I meditate. I don't do it as strongly as I once did because now I can't help but wonder what it will really do for me. Still, it's so apart of me there doesn't seem to be any thing else I know how to do.
I feel the hours wash past me, the waves of unclear thoughts rushing through my head. The foam of the wave soon turning into its own thought for me to ponder over.
Anger...
Peace...
Forgiveness...
Brothers...
Death...
Father....
Life...
Beatrice.....
Lo-...
I snap out of it when I hear the click of a lock boom though the room.
Looking over I see a fresh scar lay uncleaned upon Bea's back.
Before fury strikes me she shoulders a heavy, yet tender smile. I know she's in pain so why does she smile for me? She tells me not to get angry and that it doesn't feel like something I'd do before coming here. I can't deny her, so instead I try to be comforting. I've never been closer than a steel door away from her but I feel so apart of her it pains me. All I'm able to do is "say" kind words and try to sooth her into a peaceful dream.
I've got to get us out of here... Before something horrible happens all over again...