I must have fallen asleep while waiting for my brothers because I had just woken up from a deep slumber. April was still asleep as well. How long had I been out? I looked at the clock. Five hours. I tiptoed past her to see if my brothers were back yet. I looked in Mikey's room, then Raph's, then Leo's. No bodies tossing and turning under the covers. No snoring so loud to pound out somebody's ear drum. Something was wrong. My mind had a million possibilities of what had happened to them. None of them good. A chilling shiver went down my spine. I was about to grab my staff and was out the door but what about April? I couldn't just leave her here all alone. So I left her a note. It said this:
April,
Something has come up, I won't be gone long. But if you wake up. Don't be afraid. There's some food in the fridge and you can't watch tv or do whatever you want to down here. Just don't leave the lair. It's not safe. Promise me that.
Love,
Donatello
She looked so beautiful as she slept. But I had to leave to rescue my brothers.
I crawled up out of the sewer into an alley way. It seemed quite dark. And quiet, in fact. Too quiet. This was New York after all. I jumped on to the fire escape. And on to the rooftop. I stood there and thought a loud. "Now where would the attacker have taken my brothers? Because she must have captured them." I put my hand on my face and thought. I thought for a long time. When I finally realized who it was I dropped my staff. I had a look of horror on my face. I gulped really hard. I said "no. It can't be." But it had to be. It only makes sense. I only hope my intellect was completely wrong. I ran and jumped across buildings for what seemed like hours. I came to the church. Yes, I was at the home of the shredder once again. I swooped in through the little gap of the broken stained glass on top of the building. As my memories came flooding back to me. How I failed sensei. How he died here. How it was all my fault. No! My emotions could not effect my rescue mission. I would not fail my brothers.
I saw the shredder sitting upon his throne. I glared at him with disgust. I just wanted to charge at him and beat him down into the lowest level of hell. So far, that he could never get out. But if I went down there, I would die. And I would never get my brothers out of here. Then, I saw the attacker. The shredder called this girl, "karai". She seemed to be the shredder's most loyal foot soldier. A trained kunoichi. I had to admit, she was beautiful. But her beauty was also the deceiver. The makeup on her face. The blade on her hip, the armor she wore. She could deceive any man to do whatever she wanted him to do. I did not love her but I could see how a man could fall for her. The shredder began to speak, he said. "Karai, I learned that you have captured the turtles. But not all of them." I thought to myself. So they are here. But where? She said " yes father but-" he swung down his fist with violence onto the arm of his throne. He said "karai! I want to destroy all the turtles! All of them! I want to hear them scream when I de shell them! I want to see there skin tear and bones break. I want their blood to become a giant pool around me on the floor. I want to be the one who is the reason for their demise." Her faced turned sad. "Father, that's a little bit overboard don't you think? Why not just leave them to rot there?" Why would she say that?! But maybe.. Maybe she had good in her. Maybe she was trying to save my brothers. I smiled at the fact that there might be good in her. The shredder said, "for now, daughter." She smiled at him. Then he said. "Bring me the last turtle. His demise will be the most painful. For he is the one he saw the death of the pitiful rat. Hamato yoshi."
I gasped. And ran out the gap of the stained glass. I heard him say, "follow him!" He knew I was listening. Oh my god! What have I done? My brothers would have to wait. Or would they? I knew what I had to do. I also knew it wouldn't be Long before foot soldiers would be after me. That's why I jumped down from the church. Down from the fire escape. Back into the sewers. Only to go under the church. I needed my brothers. Now more than ever. Not only would they be the key to saving my life. I would be the key to saving theirs.
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TMNT The Fallen
أدب الهواةWe all know the classic story of how the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles came to be. But this is a different turn to the Turtles. One death turns all of the Turtles lives upside down and just when you think everything will get back to "normal". Everyth...