Post by kat on Aug 14, 2009 16:48:01 GMT -6
Chapter 8: Stress
The smile slid from Starcher's face as he stalked down the hall toward the elevator.
He was furious.
He had done the one thing that he promised he wouldn't do.
He under estimated them.
And that was clear as he watched four soldiers carry out their own, under blood soaked sheets.
"It won't happen again," he thought as the elevator door closed. He knew that he would have to step up his plan...break Donatello sooner.
His lips curled up again as he thought about the soldiers dragging Donatello away. The turtle in blue didn't know what to think. I'm sure that he realizes now, what has happened and Donatello is being punished for trying to escape.
Leonardo knows all about what happens if you try to escape this prison.
He stepped into his office and, using his key, opened the bottom desk drawer. He pulled out a half empty bottle and poured some into a glass. His thoughts were interrupted when his office door opened. He was on his feet in a second. No one just entered his office without knocking.
No one, except...
"Karai." Starcher's eyes narrowed as Saki's adoptive daughter slammed the door behind her.
"My father is getting impatient, Professor," Karai glowered as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Everything is on schedule, Mistress Karai. Master Saki will have what he wants soon."
Green eyes flashed. "What he wants, Starcher, is his enemies broken at his feet. Not three soldiers dead by their hands."
"That, Mistress, was an unfortunate mistake. It will not happen again." He kept his shaking hands under the desk.
"See that it doesn't."
Starcher cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice from shaking. "Leonardo will be delivered to Master Saki tomorrow and the other two are on their way."
"And Donatello?"
"The Master has left his death to me."
"If there are any more failures, Professor, the deal will be changed." Karai opened the door. "Is this understood?"
"Yes, Mistress," he mumbled as she walked out the door and slammed it behind her.
He stared at the door long after she had left, a shaking hand brought the drink to his lips. He didn't even taste the liquid as it burned it's way down his throat. It wasn't until he felt something wet drip into his lap, that he realized he had busted the glass in his hand.
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Karai hurried down the corridor to the elevator. But instead of going upstairs to her father's chambers, she pushed the down button.
Several soldiers stepped out of Donatello's cell as she walked down the hall, they quickly bowed. She caught a glimpse of a figure slumped against the wall, and knew that the ninja had carried out Starcher's orders.
Her lips twitched into a smirk. "Donatello will think twice before he tries something that foolish again."
She nodded her head to the soldiers and they quickly shut the door to the cell.
"You are dismissed," she informed the ninja.
"Yes, Mistress." Another bow, and the soldiers turned to leave.
Karai continued down the winding corridor and stopped outside Leonardo's cell. The only sign of Donatello's escape attempt was two wet spots on the ground. The ninja didn't take long to clean up the mess.
Karai lingered outside the door for a moment, listening. It was deathly quiet. She quickly swiped the card slot and opened the door. She didn't enter the room, she stood just outside the door frame and let the shadows conceal her presence.
Leonard was slumped against the wall, his hands still fastened behind him. He slowly lifted his head, his eyes narrow slits. He scanned the darkness.
"I know that you are there, Karai," he rasped out.
She held her tongue and silently observed him. He sounded hoarse, like he had been screaming for hours.
She opened the control panel for the cell and turned the lights on.
"What do you want?" He was now glaring at her.
She slowly stepped into the room, her green eyes meeting his glare with one just as fierce.
"Donatello has been punished for his pathetic escape attempt." She laughed.
"You had better be glad I can't get out of these chains, Karai. I would wipe that smirk off of your face."
Karai noticed the blood dripping from his fingers, pooling under him. He had been trying to break his bonds.
"You are no match for me, even if your was free," Karai retorted.
"Release me, and we'll see."
"You must think that I am a fool. No, you will stay here until Starcher is ready for you." She turned to leave.
"When Starcher is through with you, my father will determine your fate," she called over her shoulder.
The door slid shut and once again the room went dark.
Leonardo waited until he heard her footsteps fade and drew in a shaky breath. Tears that he had been holding back since Don was dragged from his cell, now freely flowed down his face. His whole body ached from trying to pull free from the shackles. Fear for his brother had made him forget about the pain and not care about the blood that dripped from his hands.
He hoped that if Raph and Mikey couldn't get to him, they could at least rescue Donny.
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Donatello groaned as he tried to move. Whatever was in the dart that Starcher had hit him with was slowly wearing off. After trying to free Leonardo, he was dragged back to the cell and thrown in. He slid across the floor and pain exploded behind his eyes as his head crashed into the wall. He couldn't move his body, but he could feel everything that the soldiers did to him. He wasn't able to block the kicks and punches or roll out of the way as they viciously stomped his plastron.
He pulled in a strangled breath. Now, they had him shackled like Leonardo. He swallowed thickly, trying to keep calm. But panic clawed it's way up his spine. He tried to keep his mind conscious and alert. He had to keep thinking of a way to get him and Leo out. What if Mikey and Raph couldn't get to them.
He dragged in another labored breath.
He couldn't stop the darkness that was rapidly devouring his vision. He had to stay awake...he had to...
The smile slid from Starcher's face as he stalked down the hall toward the elevator.
He was furious.
He had done the one thing that he promised he wouldn't do.
He under estimated them.
And that was clear as he watched four soldiers carry out their own, under blood soaked sheets.
"It won't happen again," he thought as the elevator door closed. He knew that he would have to step up his plan...break Donatello sooner.
His lips curled up again as he thought about the soldiers dragging Donatello away. The turtle in blue didn't know what to think. I'm sure that he realizes now, what has happened and Donatello is being punished for trying to escape.
Leonardo knows all about what happens if you try to escape this prison.
He stepped into his office and, using his key, opened the bottom desk drawer. He pulled out a half empty bottle and poured some into a glass. His thoughts were interrupted when his office door opened. He was on his feet in a second. No one just entered his office without knocking.
No one, except...
"Karai." Starcher's eyes narrowed as Saki's adoptive daughter slammed the door behind her.
"My father is getting impatient, Professor," Karai glowered as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Everything is on schedule, Mistress Karai. Master Saki will have what he wants soon."
Green eyes flashed. "What he wants, Starcher, is his enemies broken at his feet. Not three soldiers dead by their hands."
"That, Mistress, was an unfortunate mistake. It will not happen again." He kept his shaking hands under the desk.
"See that it doesn't."
Starcher cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice from shaking. "Leonardo will be delivered to Master Saki tomorrow and the other two are on their way."
"And Donatello?"
"The Master has left his death to me."
"If there are any more failures, Professor, the deal will be changed." Karai opened the door. "Is this understood?"
"Yes, Mistress," he mumbled as she walked out the door and slammed it behind her.
He stared at the door long after she had left, a shaking hand brought the drink to his lips. He didn't even taste the liquid as it burned it's way down his throat. It wasn't until he felt something wet drip into his lap, that he realized he had busted the glass in his hand.
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Karai hurried down the corridor to the elevator. But instead of going upstairs to her father's chambers, she pushed the down button.
Several soldiers stepped out of Donatello's cell as she walked down the hall, they quickly bowed. She caught a glimpse of a figure slumped against the wall, and knew that the ninja had carried out Starcher's orders.
Her lips twitched into a smirk. "Donatello will think twice before he tries something that foolish again."
She nodded her head to the soldiers and they quickly shut the door to the cell.
"You are dismissed," she informed the ninja.
"Yes, Mistress." Another bow, and the soldiers turned to leave.
Karai continued down the winding corridor and stopped outside Leonardo's cell. The only sign of Donatello's escape attempt was two wet spots on the ground. The ninja didn't take long to clean up the mess.
Karai lingered outside the door for a moment, listening. It was deathly quiet. She quickly swiped the card slot and opened the door. She didn't enter the room, she stood just outside the door frame and let the shadows conceal her presence.
Leonard was slumped against the wall, his hands still fastened behind him. He slowly lifted his head, his eyes narrow slits. He scanned the darkness.
"I know that you are there, Karai," he rasped out.
She held her tongue and silently observed him. He sounded hoarse, like he had been screaming for hours.
She opened the control panel for the cell and turned the lights on.
"What do you want?" He was now glaring at her.
She slowly stepped into the room, her green eyes meeting his glare with one just as fierce.
"Donatello has been punished for his pathetic escape attempt." She laughed.
"You had better be glad I can't get out of these chains, Karai. I would wipe that smirk off of your face."
Karai noticed the blood dripping from his fingers, pooling under him. He had been trying to break his bonds.
"You are no match for me, even if your was free," Karai retorted.
"Release me, and we'll see."
"You must think that I am a fool. No, you will stay here until Starcher is ready for you." She turned to leave.
"When Starcher is through with you, my father will determine your fate," she called over her shoulder.
The door slid shut and once again the room went dark.
Leonardo waited until he heard her footsteps fade and drew in a shaky breath. Tears that he had been holding back since Don was dragged from his cell, now freely flowed down his face. His whole body ached from trying to pull free from the shackles. Fear for his brother had made him forget about the pain and not care about the blood that dripped from his hands.
He hoped that if Raph and Mikey couldn't get to him, they could at least rescue Donny.
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Donatello groaned as he tried to move. Whatever was in the dart that Starcher had hit him with was slowly wearing off. After trying to free Leonardo, he was dragged back to the cell and thrown in. He slid across the floor and pain exploded behind his eyes as his head crashed into the wall. He couldn't move his body, but he could feel everything that the soldiers did to him. He wasn't able to block the kicks and punches or roll out of the way as they viciously stomped his plastron.
He pulled in a strangled breath. Now, they had him shackled like Leonardo. He swallowed thickly, trying to keep calm. But panic clawed it's way up his spine. He tried to keep his mind conscious and alert. He had to keep thinking of a way to get him and Leo out. What if Mikey and Raph couldn't get to them.
He dragged in another labored breath.
He couldn't stop the darkness that was rapidly devouring his vision. He had to stay awake...he had to...