TMNT Lab Experiments

CH.12 Past Beef (part three)

Reeve POV.

I see Griz land on the roof.
She is in her bird form still..
The cameras move there direction to the movement, and go back in position.

She goes to the door that will lead to down stairs of TCRI.

I follow her, jumping and sneaking over cameras.

"Griz." I call her name.

"Reeve? What are you doing here?"

I go torwards Griz quietly.
"Leo sent me. He would have come himself but... I told him I got it."

Griz shrugs.

"A little help is not bad. Let's find the camera room. Then we can see if Kri is here."

I nod and follow her. Normally I would give orders, but this was Griz's plan, so I guess I have to be opened.

We take another turn to see an opened door. Only one guard guarding.

Griz grabbed something from her bag.

A needle with a clear liquid.

She mouthed and pointed to the needle. 'Knockout.'

I nodded in response

I see Griz sneak on the guard and Jab the needle to his neck.

About a half second passed and he lies on the floor knocked out cold.

"Okay we don't have much time."

Griz immediatly says.

We both search through the many screens and see a specific one we needed.

We look on a map that shows where the cameras are at and go for camera E4.

"Kri was... hurt. Tied up. She doesn't look good."

I nod.

"We need to hurry." I say.

I go in front of her and she began to speak.

"I knew Kri wa-"

I turn around in curiosity.

She just had stoped talking in mid-sentence.

Before I can fully turn around I feel a pain on my leg.

"Dang it."

And then... I sleep.

THIS IS TOO SHORT TO BE A CHAPPTER SO I MADE IT A PART OF THIS ONE....

Kri POV

Life is not that great. I thought of restarting in New York multiple times; so that's where I went.

Find a job was top of my list.

I walk near an alley while I walk to my apartment from another interview as a receptionist that gets paid a lot.

My apartment was only possible due to my emergency money in the bank. That jar is empty now.

"Hey girl. Heard you looking for some dough."

I turn to the person talking. Normal New Yorkers would have ignored him, but I was new here. And I was taught someone talks to you, talk back, but yet don't talk to strangers. But that's in smaller towns. And I need money, he was right.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I dont. Who's talkin'?"

"A Purple Dragon." He responds.

I know of them. When people talk about 'em they seem like bad news.

"No. I'm good."
'NO I am not.'

"Ya sure girly. You get paid more then that job you just went for. And that Apatment you got, exchange for a house or a bigger apartment."

I turn around.

"And why is it me you ask for?"

He gives me a look.

"I know you got a special power Kri. You control minds. You can read minds as well as wipe them too. Sounds like you got a future as a member of the Purple Dragon gang. We need to know codes only security know, and witnesses need to forget."

I turn.

"How do you know about my power?"

He shrugs.

"We have sources. People."

I go more near him.

"Deal."

And that was the worse thing I have done in my life. I ruined my reputation, my normal life in NYC that I wanted.