Torn

Chapter 2 The Unfamiliar

The last few days have been heaven compared to the hell I have been going through. Nils is very friendly and brings me three meals a day. His eyes seemed to always smile. But today was different. His eyes were filled with sorrow.
"Is everything ok Nils?" He looked directly at me, then to turn away and let out a heavy sigh.
"Nils? What is going on?" My voice started to shake along with my body.
"I am truly sorry for what is about to happen Leonardo. It is completely out of my power." He turned back towards me, holding one of the tranquilizers. Panic swarmed my body. I ran towards the door, slamming myself against it to try and bust the lock, but it remained stationary. I furiously jiggled the handle.
But my tunnel vision on escape distracted me from Nils, whom was arms reach. A sudden pain stung my neck as the needle priced it, injecting me with the chemical inside it.
My hands slipped from the handle and I made a slow descent to the ground. My eyes caught onto Nils, whom seemed to try to comfort me, but his words didn't make it to my ears and made only a faint buzzing sound.
"You son of a bitch." I spat him, and tried to kick him.
My eyes were growing heavy, everything was a blur, and my body was shutting down.
I laid completely down and gave one more heaving breath, and then the world grew dark.

I fell into a black abyss.
Forever falling, never to hit the ground.
But every so sudden, a soft sound slowly started falling with me.
It was very quiet at first, but grew with every second.
It was a violin, playing a unknown melody.
It felt so close, but played far, far away
And as soon as it was there, it disappeared.
I yearned to hear it again, but it never returned.

White spots began to appear.
Little at first, but grew to gigantic sizes.
All I could see was white.
And the approaching ground.

My eyes shot open to a blurred world. Everything was so bright. Tried to lift myself up, but a pain flared in my back. My arm naturally reacted to put a hand on my shell.
But my hand just passed through air.
Panic.
Nothing but panic.
I didn't care how much it hurt, I sat up, and the pain was agonizing. I put both of my hands on my back, which I found out to my dismay, was no longer protected by my shell. A large bandage around my torso was the only thing to cover it.
My chest tightened to the point I could barely breathe. My mind was thinking so fast that it felt I wasn't thinking at all. I hugged my knees into my chest, grabbing them so tightly that my fingernails dug into my thick skin. I was trembling like a mad man.
"I see you have noticed our little 'operation'." I raised my head to see the a littler man. His brown hair was slicked back and was greasy as hell, he profoundly wore a light gray suit, a gold topped cane, and well shined shoes, and his face resembled a weasel. But to me he looked like the devil.
"How do you feel?"
"Piss off." I hissed in response, resting my head back on my knees. He walked over to the side of the bed, bending over to regain eye contact. I turned away.
"I merely am trying to be a gentleman."
I turned back to him, looking him dead in the eye, and spat in his face.
He took a deep breath in, and calmly flicked away the saliva.
"What was I to expect? You are no more than a filthy animal, so how would you know any manners?"
Next thing I knew, that gold top of his cane came flying towards my face. I tried to doge it, but it still clipped the side of my head.
"I'll just have to teach you a few."
I held my right cheek, blood slowly trickled down.
"And why would you waste your time to do that?"
A grin began to curl on his lips.
"Because I spent good money purchasing you, so I'll make you my moneys worth." I was in complete shock.
"I don't belong to anyone." I growled between my teeth.
"Well, you do now."
I hated this man almost more than Shredder.
"Your the devil."
"No. I am Caspar Credell."
"I don't care about your fucking name."
"You should care Leonardo. It is very important for you to call me by name."
"How do you know my name?" I was a little thrown off by him speaking my name.
"Dr. Nils told me of course. He also told me about your lovely family and how much you miss them. It is quite a shame. Never being able to see them again...." He kept yammering on about all of the things I told Nils. Why would he tell this devil? He said he would never tell a soul. Why would he betray me? I covered my ears, trying desperately to block him out.
"Am I making you upset, I apologize, I really do, but did you really think your secrets would be safe with Dr. Nils? I find it so surprising that you would be that stupid-" I grabbed his mouth, finally shutting him up.
"I have had about just enough with you." I threw him against the wall. Why hadn't I done this earlier? I have no fucking clue.
I rushed to the door and it was
Open
Not even bothering with the 'open door mystery' I dashed out into and down the hallway. Their almost no guards, but the one I did see didn't even have a gun. Was this hospital/prison run by idiots? I busted through the entrance doors, and about 50 men with AK 47s were waiting for me. 3 bright spot lights shine down on me.
"You didn't think it was that easy?"
Great, the weasel is meticulous still awake.
"You do have quite a strong grip I do say." He adjusted his jaw a little before continuing.
"This was a test, and you miserably failed."
"What test?"
"To see whether or not you would escape. It was no surprise that you did, but it was to see how obedient you are towards me."

"Why should he?! Your just a lazy ass, greedy coward!"
My mouth hung open, for someone took my words out of my mouth and but it in theirs. Everyone was looking around trying to find the source, but no one was to be seen. Then a explosion came out of nowhere, shattering one of lights. Then another, and another.

Everything was pitch black. Guns fired blindly. Thank god for my skin being virtually bulletproof, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt like hell when they hit.
"Come with me." A hand wrapped around my wrist, guiding me around the hospital. They voice was the same from earlier. It lead me to a hole in the chain link fence that surrounded the hospital. We slipped through it and began running into a forest.
It was so cold, and I was only wearing a gown. My bare feet sank into the snow making my feet completely numb. After about five minutes we came to a stop. I put my hand on my knees and breathed heavily. I could remember every running so hard.
"Are you okay?" A hand rested on my shoulder, I looked up, but their was no visible face. I nodded my head.
"Who are you?" I said, a short of breath.
"That's not important right now, but I'll get to that when we're safe."
Far off voices rang out, screaming commands, scanning the area for us.
"We've gotta get out of here." They tugged again and I began running.
"GATCHA!" Someone from behind tackled me. For the second time today, the world shut off, like a light switch. Leaving me to fall.
Fall.
Fall.
To forever fall.