TMNT Hunger Games (Featuring Your OCs)

Chapter 7: Arrivals & Preparation

Hamato Yoshi sweeps down the elegant train hallway, ready to awaken his tributes. He stops by Destiny's room, the first one on his way. However, when he knocks lightly, there is no response. His whiskers twitching lightly, he leans closer.

"Destiny, my child? Are you awake?" he calls softly.

No response. He gently opens the door, seeing that her bed is empty, although obviously used. His ears swivel a little as he turns and heads towards Leonardo's room. Without any hesitation, he opens the door and peeks in as stealthily as he can.

Destiny remains curled up against Leonardo's chest, her head tucked under his chin. He lays on his side, holding her against him as if protecting her from the terrors of the night. Yoshi's face softens, silently wishing that he didn't have to disturb them from what little peace they have left.

He moves to the bedside, gently placing a hand on Leonardo's shoulder and shaking gently. The turtle stirs, blinking wearily as his body slowly wakes up. Destiny cuddles against him even more.

"Oh, hey Splinter," he mutters, his morning voice still deep and drowsy. "Did we miss something?"

The rat chuckles at the sound of his given nickname. "We have almost arrived at the Capitol. I suggest waking her."

He gestures to Destiny, smiling once more at his son before turning and leaving the room. The automatic door slides shut smoothly, returning the air to silence.

The currently maskless turtle rolls onto his shell and yawns rather loudly, making Destiny's nose wrinkle as her eyelashes flutter. She wakes up, blinking drowsily as the turtle next to her groans.

"Morning," she mutters, shutting her eyes involuntarily as she rests her head on his chest.

He smiles lightly. "Morning." He glances towards the window, where the trees can be seen flashing by at top speed. "Splinter says we're almost there."

Destiny hugs him tighter, as if trying to hide. "I just want to stay on the train longer and never actually have to go."

He wraps an arm around her shoulders as his lips brush her forehead. "Yeah, I know."

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"Raph! RAPH!"

Raphael groans loudly, rolling over and mashing a cushy pillow over his head. Scarlet crawls onto his bed and sits on his shell.

"We're almost at the Capitol," she tells him nonchalantly, fiddling with her long brunette braid.

"Do I look like I give a shell?" he grumbles from beneath the pillow.

She bounces on his shell lightly, just enough that he's shoved into the mattress a little with each movement. He growls and lurches upwards, causing Scarlet to shriek and roll off the bed.

Raph spins around, his face still clouded with sleep. "Okay, I'm up! I'm up!"

Scarlet giggles from the floor, undeterred by his reaction. "Aren't you excited to see the Capitol? It's supposed to be absolutely beautiful."

He looks out the window, frowning. "It's only beautiful for those who aren't going there to die."

Her face falls. "Come on, can't you just try to see things like the glass is half full?"

The red-masked turtle meets his little sister's deep brown eyes, his heart aching.

"I could, except I feel like they took that glass and drank all the water," he mutters.

Trying to lighten the mood, Scarlet hops onto the bed and wraps her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek.

"Look at you, being all deep," she teases. "That's why I love you, big brother."