2. The Angel Above Pt. 2

The four turtle brothers watched Erica as she slept through the shock of their appearances. Along the walk back to their home, they had to make Mikey realize that she belonged on the surface world. But Mikey, as stubborn as he was since birth, only wanted her to stay, even through being hit by Raph so many times.

Erica woke up slowly, feeling warm from being covered in a blanket. Her green eyes opened to a new environment.

“Mm. What a weird dream. I guess I fell asleep with the TV on, but that…doesn’t explain why…talking turtles are in front of me…” Erica stammered her speech as she looked at the four turtle brothers.

“Hi” Mikey said as he bent down and got in her face. Erica screamed and so did Mikey, in a very girly way. He backed away, and almost fell backwards on his shell.

“Please don’t do that. I almost jumped out of my shell” he gasped as he tried to get his breath back.

“You…have…three fingers?!”

“Well, yeah! I mean, why else wouldn’t we have fingers?” Mikey asked, only to be hit in the head by Raph.

“Shut up, meathead!”

“Why don’t you make me?!” Mikey argued as he hit Raph and collided with him in a fight rolling on the floor.

“This isn’t going anywhere” Don replied as he watched Erica climbed off the couch and back away from them.

“Okay, Erica. Think. This is all in your dream. There are no mutated…” Erica said to herself, but her back collided with something hard. She gulped in nervousness, and slowly looked up. When she fully looked up, she saw a…crocodile! He wore a white lab coat and glasses over his reptilian eyes. He smiled at her.

“How are you feeling, Erica?” Leatherhead asked as she turned around to get a better look at the mutant. She actually felt safe around him. He stood maybe six and a half feet tall; green scaly skin; a long tail, and sharp teeth.

“I feel much better” Erica replied as she smiled softly at Leatherhead.

“Then perhaps you are ready to answer some of our questions” Master Splinter gestured as he stepped from behind his sons. Erica looked and gasped in shock as she saw a talking, mutated rat with a walking stick and wearing a robe.

“You’re a..a…” Erica replied as she fainted again, but fell into Leatherhead’s strong arms. Her injuries were still painful, but at least Leatherhead would care for her.

“You really have a way with the ladies, sensei” Don replied as he and Leo shook their heads in disbelief.

“Now what?”

“I’ll wake her up” Raph replied as he got hit again in the head by Mikey, and both collided for another round in the dirt.

“Ok, maybe we should try and break it up, Leo”

“I hear you, Don” Leo agreed as he and Don tried to break up the fight between Mikey and Raph.

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Leatherhead picked Erica up, and carried her to a quieter place for her to rest. He carried her to a bedroom that no one had. It was a spare room that he would spend his time. He softly laid Erica on the bed, and looked at her injuries. Her knees were still bloody from the concrete floor; her arms were healing slowly from the falling. Her face…just her face made him feel happy. He held a cold cloth in his hand, and gently placed it across her forehead. She was burning a fever. But it wasn’t a very high fever. He drew a blanket across her, and smiled to himself. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. But he would keep a close eye on her condition. He turned off the light, and looked back at her one last time.

“You are safe from the real monster tonight” Leatherhead whispered to himself as he left the room, and continued his research.

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For the past thirty minutes, Baxter Stockman pounded notes into his keyboard, trying to figure out what was wrong with the mousers.

“NO! All my hard work! They should have brought her back to me. Well, I guess I will have to move to phase three…” Stockman replied as he continued to type away on the keyboard into the early morning.

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Erica felt warmth as she slowly opened her eyes. She saw light pour into the room. She looked up, and saw a large window above her. The light poured softly into the room, and she slowly began to climb off the bed. But as soon as she tried to stand up, she felt dizzy and almost collapsed on the floor. A strong pair of iron gripped arms were wrapped around her waist.

“You shouldn’t be up when you are recovering” a soft voice replied as Erica looked behind her, and saw Leatherhead.

“I couldn’t sleep”

“Are you feeling any better?” Leatherhead asked as he turned Erica around to see her gorgeous eyes.

“A little better, but I’m still exhausted”

“Would you like to meet my friends?”

“I think I already have gotten acquainted with them” Erica replied as she sat down slowly on the bed.

“I know this is all a shock to you. But I can assure, you are safe with me and the turtles. I will not let anything harm you” Leatherhead replied as he cupped his hand around her cheek. She closed her eyes and felt content with his touch.

“Leatherhead?”

“Yes?”

“Will you show me your home?” she asked him as she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

“Of course” he answered as he offered her his hand, and she accepted it gradually.

She was pulled up from the bed, and both Leatherhead and Erica walked to the dojo.