Frostfall (Leonardo X Female Reader)

The Noxious Avenger

"Start from the beginning."

"My friends and I were going to escape but we were surrounded... I jumped out and lured the droids away so they could escape... The droids fired at me and I... I saw my life flash before my eyes. I died but... somehow someone saved me."

"You think you died."

"I know I died."

The room was silent and the two people looked at the ground. It was you and the community councilor, Dr. Rosewind. It had been weeks since the invasion ended and the city was in shambles; there was so much to destroy and rebuild, so many people in hospitals and even more with long-lasting trauma. During these weeks, a community center was created for survivors. One woman, Dr. Rosewind, wanted to help them and organised therapy sessions for the community. She was a survivor herself. It was your turn to tell her everything - or well, almost everything. It was nice of her to do this for people like you and best of all, it was free. At least for now until the economy would become stable again.

"You're not being completely honest with me Y/N." She spoke softly. "What really happened?"

You sighed. "...I had powers, cryogenic ones. I was born with them and they only started developing in my early teens. I used to be scared of them but I got control... When I sacrificed myself, my human consciousness died and was taken over by my alter-ego that I call Winter. She's this other consciousness that lived in my brain as a result of my powers, she protected my body. But then... someone stopped her and managed to bring me back to life. That someone was... my father, the man whom I believed was dead for a decade. Part of me hates him for helping the enemy but... I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for him."

"That's heavy." She paused. "These powers of yours... can you demonstrate them?"

"I um..." You sighed again. "I lost them. During the invasion, a group of sick weirdos experimented on me and took them away. Otherwise I would've physically healed by now. 'Cause y'know, I had a fast healing factor."

"How do you feel about that? Losing your powers?"

"I..." Words wouldn't come out at the moment. You didn't really know how to feel. "It's weird. Every time I feel the adrenaline rush, I expect them to come out but... nothing happens. I guess I kinda feel like a part of me is missing." You scoffed. "I remember a time when I just wanted to get rid of them but know I'd do anything to get them back."

Dr. Rosewind hummed and nodded before proceeding to write down notes in her notepad. It was silent again. No words were exchanged. Just the sound of pencil on paper was heard. It was kind of awkward, you never thought therapy would be this awkward.

"Well Y/N, it seems we have run out of time."

"What's your verdict?"

"I'd say... you're strong, Y/N, I'm amazed you're still functioning after all you've been through." She paused. "Are the nightmares still frequent?"

Ah, the nightmares. None of the turtles knew about them, not even Leo who was your boyfriend now. You didn't want to trouble them, they had just saved the city, you didn't want to burden them. Every night, it would be the same dream - you back in that cell being drilled at different spots until you eventually die. Sometimes the dreams were so violent that you'd wake up feeling pain in the same spots Stockman had drilled in. It was horrible. Maybe it was time to tell Leo, he'd find ways to help, he always did. You nodded in response and she nodded back. Then, you left and let the other person in who looked in a much worse state than you.

It was late at night, the perfect time for the turtles to patrol and watch over the city. You admired them; even after a traumatic experience like the invasion, they were still on their feet. Suddenly, you heard a loud scream and felt a gush of wind. Growing curious, you peeked around the corner to see a large, green and gooey mutant with a hole in its stomach. Around him was a tornado of garbage bags. When he stopped screaming, the tornado disappeared and the bags were scattered everywhere. What was even weirder was what happened next - his eyeball fell out on his hand and it talked. You'd seen weird mutants, but this was next level weird. You were only able to hear so much; all you picked up was the eyeball, who was called Joe, telling the mutant that he was a superhero. Nearby, there was a cry for help from a helpless man and the mutant followed. Of course, you were right behind him to watch. In the crime scene, the Purple Dragons were mugging a man and the mutant came up behind the group and beat the shit out of them. It was fun to watch. However, a woman witnessed it and screamed upon seeing the mutated creature. Surprisingly, the man whom the mutant had just saved reassured her and called the mutant a hero. Now this got interesting.