Author's Note
This is another story that I have been working on for a while so I just thought that I would post it finally. The characters I used in this story are based on the 2003 cartoon.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own TMNT in any way. I wish I did but I am sorry to inform my readers that I do not! What a pity. Maybe someday . . . ?
Chapter 1
I groaned as I became more aware of my surroundings. I tried to ignore the dull buzzing in the back of my head and tried instead to focus on calming my breaths. Meditating. I had taken yoga classes for the past 4 years so I had a good idea on how to meditate. However I knew that I needed to get out of this cell. Out of this hellhole that a man named Bishop called his lab. And I needed to get away from what he was slowly doing to me. I still remember the day when I was captured . . .
It had been a great day at school. I passed my math test and my biology test. The teacher had even told me that I managed to get the highest grade on the Shakespeare paper that we had to write. I was a hopeless romantic so I chose Romeo and Juliet for the paper. It took me almost a month to complete the report so I was a little disappointed to learn that I had only received a 95%. I know that score isn't bad but I would have liked a higher grade.
That night at dinner which consisted of just my mother and I, because my father had divorced my mother a few years ago, my mom told me that I was accepted at this summer camp I had signed up for. I was so excited and it started in a few weeks. Of course school ended in a few days and I was excited that I was finally accepted at a renown camp for med students. You see it was my dream to become a nurse.
Well the next weeks flew by and I found myself on a bus, clutching my suitcase full of new clothes, on my way to New York. I was enthralled by the numerous lights that lit up the town at night. It was amazing. I wondered that anyone could not live here and not love the beauty of New York City. I think that was the time when I decided that I would become a nurse in that city. That beautiful city.
Over the next few weeks I worked with the rest of the students who were fortunate enough to be accepted into this program. However, as the weeks went on I noticed that Mr. Bishop, my instructor, watched me constantly. Like he was studying me. Like I was something that would prove useful to him in the future. I grew unsettled by the stares that he gave me, nonetheless I did not mention this to my mother when I talked to her on the phone. I did mention that this city was where I would be living the rest of my life.
As the end of the program drew to a close I found that the time was too short. I wanted to stay here until I had to go to college, in September. However, my mother wanted me home so I suppose I could get ready for college. Mr. Bishop however, approached me as the program ended and requested that I stay for the next few weeks. I accepted, even though I did not like the stares that he was giving me. My mother to say the least was upset but she understood that this was a great opportunity for me.
Mr. Bishop finally drew me to the side and asked me to aide him in his new experiment. I agreed, however if I knew just how I was to aide Bishop in his experiment I would have refused. Actually I would have went home at the end of the program. If only I could predict what it was he wanted.
So when we went to his lab, he strapped me to an exam table. I instantly asked him what he was doing and he replied that I had agreed to help him in his experiment. In short Bishop impregnated me. With some mutant turtles stuff. To put it politely.
Then he made me go through a lot of tests to make sure that my body wouldn't reject the baby. In short he changed some of my DNA so that I would be less human. I was fast, strong and could heal a lot faster than a normal human. I knew that I couldn't go back home now. I was a freak.
Everyday Bishop puts me through some test and last night he hit me several times. He didn't strike around my stomach because he said that this would help him with his research but he still struck me.
Then as I was reminiscing my cell door was thrown open. A green turtle figure was thrown in. He had hazel eyes and a purple bandana on his forehead.
"I will leave both of you freaks here together. And maybe if I am feeling generous and leave you alive long enough Donatello, you may see your brother's children. Leonardo's children that she is carrying." The cell door slammed shut and we were both left alone.
"My brother's will get us," this turtle, Donatello said.
"Yeah right," I said sullenly.
"Is he right?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"Are you pregnant with Leo's children?"
"I am. But I did not know that it was Leo's children that I was carrying. I mean I was artificially impregnated you know."
Loud thumps were heard outside the door. Donatello suddenly chuckled. "The cavalry's here."
The cell door was blown off suddenly and I was staring at a light green turtle with a blue bandana on his eyes.
"Leo!" Don exclaimed. He pulled me to my feet and herded me out the door past this Leo that I was pregnant with his children.
Don and Leo led me to where two other turtles were fighting.
"Let's get out of here!" this Leo commanded. Don picked me up bridal style and carried me out of that ware house and to a manhole. After a few minutes of silence . . .
"Damn! Don why did we take her with us?" the one with a red mask said.
"Because Raph," Don said patiently.
"No I wanna know! Why the hell, did you take the girl?" Raph persisted.
"Because Bishop impregnated her with Leo's children Raph!" Don cried. "How could I just leave her knowing that the children that she will bear will be our nieces or nephews? That these children may be the only children that any of us have and if I let her stay there these innocent children will be tested on."
Leo stopped walking at Don's words. He looked at me with his passionate golden gaze and put a hand on my stomach. I flinched and tried to break away from his captivating stare but it was too hard to do.
"Is it true? My children?" he whispered.
"Yeah," I said looking down. "I'm sorry! If I hadn't went to that med school none of this would have happened and you guys wouldn't be obligated to take care of me or my children." I cried. "I can never go home. Never." I whispered.
TBC . . . .
Author's note. What will happen to our heroine next? How will she begin to tell them of her dreams and what Bishop did to her?