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I COULDN'T SIT STILL, my mind racing as I thought over everything that took place tonight. First, there was Shredder and the woman scientist. Second, there was the Jone's brothers finding out about the turtles. Third, there was my small argument with Raphael. And fourth, there was my secret finally being found out by Mason.
I kept repeating what happened only an hour ago over in my head. The image of Mason's horrified expression engraved in my memory forever. A part of me hated the way he found out, but it was a long time coming, and I was a little glad he knew because that meant I no longer had to hide that side of me.
Maybe this was fate's way of having the final laugh.
And even as I shifted my gaze over to my former best friend, who was sitting on the concrete steps of an apartment complex as he avoided my stare. I was sure this was all a bad dream that I couldn't wake up from.
"Tink, wait!" Mason called as he chased after me, obviously over hearing the argument between Raph and I.
I sped up my pace, cursing under my breath as I felt the familiar coolness behind my eyes as they flashed their different colors. My control was running on a very thin line right now, and I didn't need anyone to witness my struggle. I didn't look at him, trying to duck my head as I tried to walk faster to get away. "Go away, Mason."
"Tink, just hold up a sec!"
My body came to a swift halt when a large hand wrapped around my shoulder and jerked me back. my reaction was quick as a snarl slipped past my lips and I turned to shove him away, which I instantly regretted as soon as the sound of a surprised gasp left the Jones boys lips.
Mason let out a strangled gasp, jumping a few feet back as he took in what he thought was his best friend. My once soft features were now shaped into what looked to be a wolf. My jaw sharper and brows more prominent, teeth protruding as my once ashen eyes flamed in a bright amber color.
I thought I would be happy to share this side with him, but as I took in his horrified expression, I felt sad, disappointed, and even a little afraid. I hated letting my emotions get the better of me, because now it came to this – the monster getting the final laugh.
