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Secret Lives
By : tmntwriter
Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Views: 1591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or the X-Men. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Donatello awoke to a blinding headache, his whole body was achy and sore. He found himself face down on a damp cracked concrete floor, he slowly drew himself up into a kneeling position and surveyed his surroundings. The space was dimly lit and contained two small beat up looking beds fastened to the wall, just behind the beds there was a small rusted sink and a filthy looking toilet.
“Where am I?” He mumbled allowed to the empty room and he got to his feet. His question was silently answered as he turned around and was faced with a wall of thick metal bars.
He approached the bars carefully are peered out. All around him were other cells like his, it appeared to be a prison. What kind of prison holds mutants? He wondered silently to himself. He wondered if he was the only one or if each of these cells inhabitants was somehow a creature like himself. It was impossible to tell at the moment it appeared to be lights out, he must have been out for a whole day or more.
Over the next hour Don took in his predicament. His weapon was gone, as were any scrap of clothes he had including his bandana and pads. The cell was small sturdy and from what he could see in the darkness this place was maximum security. He finally retreated to the lower of the two dingy beds. The blankets smelled musty and had a fine layer of dust on them but given the less than toasty temperature of the room they would do.
He didn’t sleep that night. There was to consider for that, where was he? Why was he here? Where were his brothers? Were they captured? Were they looking for him? Who had taken him? How had they found him? Too many questions one unanswered query cycling into another.
After what felt like days Donatello saw his first signs of life. A small ill tempered looking man in a uniform rolled up to his cell pushed a small tray in and was gone again so fast Don didn’t have a chance to utter a word.
He got to his feet and opened the tray, inside were small portions of less than grade A food and several plastic utensils. After a moments hesitation he slowly began to eat the meal. It was bland and poorly cooked, light years away from Michelangelo’s near perfect meals, he would never complain about the mess he made ever again.
Moments later a second guard appeared and yanked the tray complete with Don’s half eaten meal back out of the cell.
“Utensils” He barked gruffly
“Hey” Donatello said indignantly “ I wasn’t finished”
“Ten minutes to eat boy you know the rules” He said reaching in and snatching away Donatello’s plastic cutlery.
“Rules?! I don’t even know where I am” Don responded “ I want to know where I am and why I’m hear!”
The man looked at him for a moment with an expression of mild interest before laughing out right in his face and starting to walk off.
“Ha your in hell boy” He chuckled over his shoulder as he made his was off down the line “ Get used to it”
Donatello sat in shock for a moment, but his shock was short lived. The lights in the outer area had come on bright and blinding. For the first time he could see across the gap into the cells of other prisoners. He was shocked to find that he was on the second story and that the inhabitants across the way were not other mutant creatures, they were human. A thin worn looking mad starred back at him from across the way, there was nothing extraordinary about him, he looked as normal as anyone he had ever seen. This set off a whole new set of questions in his mind.
Questioned that were delayed when movement in the lower corridor caught his eye. Guards were dragging in another prisoner, a woman she was beaten and bloodied. The held her by the upper arms and left he to drag along the floor. They tossed her into a cell on the end and walked off. Don could faintly hear one say “Another freak for the stock pile”
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