White Tigress (TMNT)

Another Night of Terror

The sight that I was seeing right now was both amusing and confusing.

"How did you two get superglued together?"

I stared at Rahzor and Xever. The two somehow managed to superglue their backs together. I don't know how it happened but I just want to know why they were back to back when the glue was put on them. The two were having trouble being sneaky. I found them trying to rip themselves apart.

"We don't want to say." Rahzor said before he lets out a strangled cry when Xever attempted to yank himself off. I had to admit it looked painful. Who knows how much fur and scales they will use.

I walked over to them and look at their glued backs. Their skin was stuck together like they were welded. And I thought my family was weird, I thought with a sigh. "I may be able to un-attach you two. But it'll be painful." I warned, but I couldn't help but smile at the idea. I just loved to torture them. They should be afraid of me because tonight if full moon.

"If you get us unglued. We'll give you fifty bucks." Bradford said.

"Well then, you better brace yourselves!"

My left hand laid on the nape of Bradford's neck and my other hand was on Xever's. I have grown up with abnormal strength. So I should be able to free the two.

"Okay on three!" I said before sinking my nails into their necks. The two cried in pain but bit their bottom lips to keep quiet.

"One. Two. Three!"

At once, I used all my strength and pushed. I could hear a large tear that resembled ripping paper.

The two began to slowly tear apart from each other. I saw pain in their eyes as I pushed harder and harder. "Almost done!" I shouted.

One more push, and they were free. My strength had caused them to fly a couple of feet apart. I couldn't stop the laugh from escaping my lips. My knees buckled and I collapsed on to my butt. I did a whiplash as I laughed.

"What is going on here?" asked BeBop. I turn my head and saw he and Rocksteady had entered the room. "They got glued together. It was very hilarious ripping them apart." I giggled like a maniac.

Xever ran passed the warthog and rhino while screaming in pain. I saw some scales of his were missing. Blood ran down his attached scales. "Ew." I cringed. "He'll be in more pain if I escape tonight." I thought aloud.

At that sentence, both mutants froze. They look at me and at themselves. Quickly, they run away from me. Leaving me standing there with an exasperated look. "And these people are warriors?" I asked no one. I then realized Bradford had left without me realizing it.

Shrugging, I leave the training room and head to the dining hall. Human Foot Soldiers bowed their heads in respect when they saw me. I wasn't used to having such respect by others. I'm not exactly important like the president or something.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple. Of course, my tastebuds wanted more of meat than fruit. Taking a bite of the apple, I walk out of the kitchen and to my bedroom. I walked passed the double doors that lead to Shredder's throne room. I caught the sound of voices. Few I recognized as Shredder and Tiger Claw.

Setting my apple down on the floor, I press my ear against the door.

"How are we suppose to handle her?" Tiger Claw asked. He was sort of muffled so I opened the door just a crack. I peer into the room and saw Tiger Claw and Shredder were talking. They looked deep into the conversation so they didn't notice me.

"Natalie will be chained and we will have guards standing by if she escapes." Shredder answered.

"Master Shredder, it is best we keep her in the dungeon. She is much stronger in that other state of hers." Tiger Claw countered. "Natalie is ruthless. She will break free whether or not she's restrained."

So he thinks I'm untamable, I thought. Narrowing my eyes, I back away and bolt. I ran out of the building and hurry off to the rooftops. It was already sunset and it wasn't long until nightfall. I sit down on the edge of the roof and let my legs dangle.

Maybe I can visit my family, I pondered. I'm not that far from the apartment. Standing up, I started running east. I jump over an obstacles and over the spaces between buildings. My heartbeat was racing at incredible speed. I began to laugh as I ran.

Shredder's lair wasn't far from my apartment so it didn't take long to reach home. I landed on the fire escape on the opposite building across from the apartment my parents lived. The drapes on the window were pulled open so I could see inside. I saw my little sister was watching tv. She was holding a white stuffed bunny I had made for school and gave it to her after I got my grade. (She was so happy.)

I pounce off the fire escape and land on the other platform in front of my family's home. My landing was soft with my padded feet. I remained in the shadows so my sister wouldn't see me. She's the only one in the family to not have the curse. (Lucky her.)

The way Madison looked was sad. She was clearly crying as she watched tv. I wanted to go in there and hug her. But it wouldn't end well.

A sudden wash of adrenaline ran through me. I grip my chest and try to breathe. Looking up at the sky, I realize that the day was ending quick. "Shit!" I screamed.

"Natalie?" I heard my name be spoken. It was then I realized that I had screamed and that Madison heard me. Quickly, I began climbing up the fire escape. Not realizing something had fallen out of my pocket. . .

I fled as far away I could get from there. My heart was racing and I felt lightheaded. It was difficult to run and jump at the same time. Before I knew it, I collapsed. My vision was fuzzy and I could barely see anything. Pain shot through my bones, refusing to let me move.

A loud roar escaped my lips as I tried to get up. The more I moved, the more pain came.

"Natalie!" I heard a familiar voice. Using all my strength, I looked up and saw Donatello.

"No! Get away!" I tried to shout. My throat refused to speak and made my shout sound like croaks.

Donnie got down on his knees and helped me sit up. I ignored the pain running through my veins and held my breath. "What's wrong?" Donnie asked worried. "It's full moon! I need to get out of here! You need to get out of here!" I managed to speak full sentences.

"Donnie, where are you?" called out Michelangelo.

"Son of a bitch! Get out of here!" I roared angrily. I swung my fist and punched Donnie square in the chest. He was sent flying and skidded on his shell. My body felt like pins and needles when I punched him. It was a struggle not to collapse.

My vision became blurred, and I couldn't see anything clearly. "No!" I howled and hit my head a couple of times. And everything went dark.