TMNT fanfic

Chapter 15; fights

"How?" I whisper.
"Name 5 things you can see." Sensei gently orders. I open my eyes, looking around.
"Bricks, lights, pipes, boxes....a skateboard chair."
"4 things you can feel." I take a breath.
"The floor..the air...people's gazes..my clothes" the boys shift.
"3 things you can hear."
"Breathing..the boys shuffling and mumbling."
"2 things you can smell."
"Pizza, and sewers."
"1 thing you can taste."
I swallow."my panic." I smile when I hear awkward chuckling, before taking a deep breath."honestly that'd be apple." Sensei comes into sight, and studies me. I stare back until he nods.
"How are you feeling?" Leo piped up. I look over to see all the turtles watching. I shrug and sit up, my legs spread and my hands on the floor between my thighs.
"Like I always do after a moment like that."
"That is?" Mikey blurts out. I stare at him, then focus on the feelings.
"Sore from the hashi session, static white noise in my heart.." I chew on my lip as I shift into the emotions.
"Helpless...cornered...claustrophobic..victimized..a screw up.." my voice dies out the more I list.
"You have claustrophobia?"Donnie wonders aloud. I narrow my eyes at him but don't answer. I get up when silence comes and go to the dojo, grabbing the audio disk with my haven sound, then disappear into my room.
I play it loud and meditate to get away from the effects still clinging to me.
~ ~ ~
The sound stops, and I open my eyes to see Raph staring at me. I scowl and stand up, one hand to the wall as my mind comes to.
"Is there a reason for this?" I gesture to him and the stereo that was playing the sounds.
"Sensei wants you in the dojo to train." I sigh then nod and look down at my spirts bra and short gym shorts.
"Let's go." I head out the room and make way to the dojo, finding splinter standing there. I stand before him and respectively how the way I've been taught.
"Dan, today you will be trained by Raphael." He gestures to the red clad guy, and I nod. He walks off and I look to Raph expectantly.
"First. Pushups." I groan as he gets down wth me.
And together, we do push ups. He's telling me to keep up and I grit my teeth when the muscles strained from Hashi made me slow down. Still, I try to keep quiet and to keep pace with him. I don't even count how many I do, I just keep going until I'm shaking and then keep going. Until, finally, he says stop. I drop to my knees and pull back into child's pose, groaning when the muscles stretch. I sigh as I sit up to see him standing and watching me impatiently. I stand up and he says the one word that makes my heart speed up and drop to my stomach.
"Burpees."
I shift my feet obediently to shoulder width, and when he says start I drop to blank, then jump my feet forward. I hold a squat position for a second, but freeze when he says stop. He smacks my knee caps, and I grit my teeth but lean my weight back until my form is corrected. He studies my position then says start, and I jump up, reaching for the ceiling. When my feet hit the ground, I drop to a squat and then jump back to a plank.
I repeat the motions, focusing on correcting my form when he brings it up. He speaks up and I straighten to standing and swing my arms then my legs. He stands before me and gets into position for fighting, and I get into mine. We count to three and tap our fists to each other before he swings for my head. I duck then kick his chest, only for him to block and push that away. I let momentum guide my turn and I jump to roundhouse kick. He blocks again and catches my exposed side, making me hiss in pain and clumsily land. I notice he drew his sai's and I panic as he comes up to strike. I go down wth a grunt and grip a handle of something before I spin on my knees and lash out.