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Secret Lives	By : tmntwriter Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or the X-Men. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Thanks for the reviews! and also to Jenna for the kind review of the final chapter of the ripple effect. I will try not to abuse Donnie too much! For anyone who is interested there are two pictures up on my web page of the o/c for this story who makes her first appearence in this chapter they can be found at http://www.geocities.com/tmnt_writer/Art_Main.html under the secret live section. But enough chit chat on with the story! Pls read and review!!

It was hard to say how much time had passed, a week or more at best guess. There was no daylight to signify the beginning or end of a day and the meals never came at the same time, he supposed that was to keep the prisoners guessing.

From what he could patch together from the few things he saw when the lights came on and a new prisoner was brought it and the bits of conversation he picked up from the guards he was in a mutant containment facility.

Donatello’s experience with other mutants was limited, it felt overwhelming to suddenly learn that there were so many. It was equally surprising that the vast majority of the other prisoners he had seen looked as normal as any human he had ever seen.

Each time the light came on he rushed to the bars of his cell he was desperate to learn as much as he could about this place in the hopes that he could come up with an escape plan. The outlook seemed bleak whoever had designed this place had insured that no one had enough time or access to anything to dig their way out and from what he could tell once you were in your cell they didn’t let you out.

About two days ago, or rather two sleeps it was hard to tell if they were days or nights he noticed by far the most disturbing aspect of this place. The lights had come on and as usual the guard were dragging in another prisoner face down by the arms. It was a woman with short hair styled into a Mohawk, her hair had drawn his attention and that is when he had noticed it.

There on her neck just bellow her hair line was a round metal object, from what he could tell from his vantage point it appeared to be some sort of implant. The object had consumed his thoughts ever since. What was it? What did it do? He had come up with many answers each as likely as the next.

The object was still on his mind as he drifted to sleep that “night”. His sleep was fitful and clouded with unremembered dreams, as he drifted back to the waking word he was vaguely aware of an alarm sounding. Within seconds his mind caught up to his ears and he jolted out of bed, the lights were on and an alarm blared there were screams, some of pain and others pleading for help.

He ran to the bars expecting to see a prisoner riot. He was wrong there in the middle of the light drenched walk way bellow there were mutants attacking the guards but they were most certainly not prisoners.

The fight bellow was colored with feats of strength and amazing displays of powers that looked more like something from one of Mikey’s comic books than reality. He watched silently as a woman in blue broke of from the pack and began running down the line toward the cell that contained the woman with the Mohawk.

At first it seemed a trick on the light but once she stopped moving and dropped it became clear that she had indeed been running along the air several inches above the ground. He craned his neck to watch as whirling curving bits of energy formed around her hands, swirling colors of black and purple and red. She held her hands out towards the bars and they crushed inward like a collapsed soda can. The woman rushed inside and soon emerged with the cells prisoner in tow.

“Let’s go” She called out to the other still battling the prisons guards.

“I’m on it” some one else responded. There was even more commotion as the intruders started to make there way from the prison. Donatello wanted to cry out to them, tell them not to leave him behind but his voice seemed to fail him.

Before he found his voice again a second alarm sounded and the bars of his cell began to slide open. Everywhere prisoners poured out there cells in a panic to escape. Donatello stood in shock for a moment and then he took a deep breath and ran out into the chaos.
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