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Not of this world	By : Wraith Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Past:
She was running again, but she was slowing down. The people chasing her were quickly gaining on her. That was when her foot hit a patch of ice she had not seen and slipped right out from under her, she lurched forward barely managing to get her hands under herself in time.
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Present:
"-she's a spy for the foot or the Purple Dragons. Ya ever think of that, fearless?" Snapped Raphael, one arm curled around his chest in pain.
"Of course I have. Think about it Raph, you really think she'd make up such a story?" Leonardo asked, trying to stay calm. They had been arguing for almost ten minutes. In her cell Anya painfully moved to lean against the wall, she couldn't stop the squeal of pain that escaped her. She looked down at herself, her tshirt barely holding ont her frame, it having been ripped by a whip one of the Purple Dragons had used on her chest. Her breasts marked, bruised, slashed and crusted with dried blood, she grimaced.
"Ow..." she muttered.
"Anya. What did they do to you? Are you okay?" Leonardo called.
"They used a whip, I'm alright," she replied quietly, leaning back against the wall, closing her eyes tightly. And something else that she didn't want to talk about. At least they had let her clothes back on, at least what remained of them. She sat in her cell, arms around herself. This was not how it was meant to go, this was not meant to happen...not to her. There was a loud crash and Anya lurched to her feet, pressing herself against the back of the cell, hiding in the shadows, thinking that the Purple Dragons were coming back for her.
"Goongala!" A voice yelled. In her current state of mind it didn't do much to allay her fears.
"What the hell took you guys so long?!" Raphael snapped as his brother Donatello unlocked the door of their cell.
"Well if that's the thanks I'm getting I'm goin' home, c'mon Donnie," said Michelangelo cheerfully.
"Are you alright, my sons?" Splinter asked, he was standing calmly in the doorway of the cell.
"Just peachy," Raph muttered, his arm still cradled around his chest.
"Raphie, you're hurt!" Michelangelo came forward to help his brother.
"I'm fine and I told you not to call me that!" Raphael snapped.
"Let us go home," Splinter said.
"Not yet," Leonardo said, as Donatello passed him his backup katanas.
"Leonardo?" Splinter said questioningly. Leonardo frowned, but nodded, bowing to his father.
"There is a girl here, another prisoner of the Purple Dragons. She has no home here, Sensei, and I will explain when we are all back home safely," Leonardo explained. Splinter weighed his options, after a moment he nodded once.
"Very well, she may come with us," he said eventually. Leonardo sheathed his swords and quickly moved towards the other cell that Anya was in. Quickly he unlocked and opened the door, walking right over to her. She flinched away from him, a slightly scared look on her face.
"No!" She cried out. Leonardo frowned, reached a hand out toward her that she slapped away. Having heard her scream his family followed him.
"Hey, whatsa matter, dudette? Raphie's the ugly one!" Michelangelo called out, darting into the room and right up to Leonardo and Anya. She jerked back away from him. She glanced at Leonardo, then looked at the floor.
"Sorry...I just..." she trailed off not really knowing what to say. Leonardo nodded, pulling Mikey back away from her.
"If you want you can come with us?" He invited. She nodded, arms still wrapped tightly around herself, hiding her injuries from them. She followed right behind him, until they had left the building and all piled into a green colored armored van. Anya ignored Leo's outstretched hand to help her into the van and instead climbed in herself, moving to sit in the back. Leo took his own seat strapping himself in, noting as he did so the way Anya seemed to curl in on herself, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. Anya turned her head, staring out the small window nearby.
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Anya sat on the table in Donatello's laboratory, in the same position as before. Donatello walked over to her. She jerked back away from him, eyes going wide.
"I'm sorry," he stopped where he was.
"I know my appearance must be strange to you, maybe even-" he stopped as she shook her head at him.
"It's not that, it's..." she trailed off and sighed, looking away from him.
"You always imagine your first time to be special, y'know? Not taken from you like you're just an...object that's there to be used," her voice wasn't much more than a whisper. Donatello's eyes widened in realisation of what she was saying. He nodded understandingly.
"You need to have those injuries tended to, would you rather that our friend April did it?" He asked. She shrugged, look back into his eyes.
"It's okay if you do it," she replied. She moved to sit a little awkwardly and stiffly on the table, dropping her arms to her sides. Upon seeing the damage through her shredded shirt Donatello gasped. She looked up at him, tilting her head slightly.
"Shouldn't you take care of your brothers first?" She asked him. He shook his head once.
"No, they're injuries do not look to bad, they can wait," he replied. He went to a cupboard and came back with some clean sheets, a slight reddish tinge to his cheeks.
"If you can take off your clothes and lie down on the table here, cover yourself with a sheet, it will be easier," he said. Her face turned a little red to, she nodded, standing up to strip off.
"I'll give you a little privacy. I'll be back in a few minutes," Donnie quietly opened the door, stepping outside and closing it behind him. He went looking for the rest of his family and found Leo, Raph and Mikey in Raphael's room. Mikey sat on the bed facing Raph, bandaging his brothers stomach.
"How's he doing?" He asked. Donnie had thought Mikey some first aid, just in case. Mikey nodded, tying off the end of the bandage.
"Doesn't look to deep, and if he rests up for a while should be fine," Mikey glanced up at him, as he moved over to Leo.
"I'm fine," Leo waved his brother off, he frowned a little.
"Are you finished with Anya already?" He asked Donnie.
"No, I'm still checking her over, I just needed to give her a little privacy," Donne looked between his brothers.
"Did either of you know that they raped her?" He asked, keeping his tone even. Raphael muttered something under his breath that Donnie didn't quite catch. Leo shook his head.
"That would explain the way she was acting," he said quietly. Mikey gave him a wide eyed look.
"Why would anyone do that to a woman?" He asked.
"Why do people do cruel things, mikey? I just don't know," Donnie sighed, turning and heading back to his lab. He knocked softly on the door, stepping inside at the quiet 'come in' from Anya. He sighed again, seeing her lying under the sheet on the table, obviously naked, her eyes closed tightly. He closed the door behind, not looking forward to what he was going to have to do.
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