Hi How Are You Doing I Been Meaning To Ask If You Could Do Tmnt 2012 Leo X Female Mutant Reader Who Develope

Hi how are you doing I been meaning to ask if you could do tmnt 2012 Leo x female mutant reader who develope an obsessive crush(not yandere) on him and wants to date him badly and shows her affections through hugs and kisses ?

💙2012 Leonardo x Female Mutant Reader💙🐢

(Side note: I’ve been extremely sick so sorry for the late response. I decided not to describe too many of her mutant features, to allow for personal imagination/creativity. As always let me know if you like it, I’m always open to feedback and questions. I hope you like it 🥹 I’m still pretty critical of my own work. All characters are 18+. He’s so cute in this gif 🥰)

You paced around April’s apartment. Your tail twitching frantically behind you, as information spewed from your mouth. You were discussing…obsessing…over your crush with April.

It was silly you never really felt so nervous around someone. But Leo’s presence brought butterflies into your head, heart, and stomach.

“What am I going to do! I don’t think this is just a crush anymore April…I think…I-I-I think I’m in love with him.”

You stopped. Daring to meet her eyes to see her reaction. She had known the turtles since they were teenagers, and she was the least likely to make fun of you…well besides Leo, but he wasn’t really an option.

“I have an idea! Let’s head to the lair, I’ll subtly tell you the plan step by step. Okay?” She smiled brightly.

“Okay…thanks April.”

“No thanks for trusting me! I know it’s hard for you to trust humans” I nodded glumly.

…

It seemed to take forever to arrive to the lair. You expected her to tell you the first step but didn’t want to annoy her anymore with your neediness. You feet felt to heavy to pick up again and again. But finally you arrived.

You couldn’t tell if your heartbeat was rapid because of the walk or because the thought of seeing Leo made you dizzy all over. Either way, it was so loud you could swear it was echoing off the sewer walls.

And then there he was. Smiling and greeting you at the door like a gentlemen. Your cheeks burned as you snatched him in for a tight hug. It was so sudden it even surprised you. He was used to your hugs though and held you back. You melted in his arms and breathed in the smell off him. Lightly so he wouldn’t hear you. You could stay like this for ever

“Uh…Y/N?” He chuckled as you quickly pulled away. Cheeks burning even more than before.

“Sorry! It’s just nice to see you. I mean you all, nice to see everyone! It seems like it’s been forever.”

“It’s been a week.” Raph snapped. You reluctantly pulled your eyes off Leo to glare at him.

“A week too long!” Leo’s eyes shined almost as bright as his smile.

“Actually, the reason we’re here is we wanna train. I’ve been working with Master Splinter, and since I’m more advanced we should probably take the dojo…but maybe you two…can start with some basics…in your room Leo…?”

Him! His room! Me! Me with him, in his room! How could she do this to me? April was supposed to help, not trap me alone with him!

“Okay…” I looked up at him. He was blushing too. He never got flustered. He was always calm, cool, collected, and composed. But now…now he was blushing. Not noticeably! Only a…certain someone could see. You could see it.

Maybe you were a little too obsessed…You shook your head to clear your worries as Leo guided you to his room.

His room. It smelled like him. It smelled good. It looked good too. Bed made, books neatly stacked, weapons cleaned and placed on display. He took his katanas off the small rack, and layed them carefully on his bed. He grabbed another pair.

He paused and walked over to you. Gently he put it in your mutant palms. Guiding your hands to the right position. Who knew you could hold them wrong?

The air felt thick and heavy. He was talking you could see his lips move and make out some of the things he was saying. But you couldn’t help but notice that he felt nice. How his lips…must feel nice too. His sparkling blue eyes peered back up.

“Got it?” His voice rang. It was clear. Everything was. You knew what you needed to do. You needed to kiss him. So you did.

There weren’t any sparks or firecrackers. Just a wave of relief of the pressure that had built up. Even as his lips pressed against yours, you knew, that he knew, this wasn’t a little crush. You both knew this was love.

In that moment you realized he loved you all along as well. What started off as a friendship it slowly and beautifully opened into something beautiful. And even though you used to wish that it would happen soon, that long awaited time was worth this perfect and still moment in time. It was more special now. He was going to be there from now on.

You were both going to be there to tell each other that everything is okay…when it’s not really okay. Except that it is…with him…and you…together. Together.

Part 4 Random tmnt Bayverse questions and my thoughts: Sex?

💙❤️💜🧡🐢

(Side note: mature audiences only & everyone is 18+, when splinter has the talk with them obviously they are younger but everything after that just picture them as 18+ okay!)

How did they learn what sex was? Do they watch/read/view porn? How often? Do they masturbate? How often? Are you their first? Do they use toys? For you or for them? What are they like in bed? How often do y’all do it? Aftercare?

Leonardo💙:

Master splinter sat all his sons down on day to discuss the birds and the bees. Leo was super embarrassed 😳 and felt awkward the whole time, but he tried to be mature about the situation. He was the oldest he had to set an example for his brothers and show his father he was a good team leader.

Leo never really saw a need for porn. He found out at a young age that he was a giver not a receiver. A creator not a consumer. When he watched Master Splinter meditate to one of his audios, he was in awe of how the speaker had complete control over his listeners. No hesitation. He wanted that control over someone. He wanted to gain someone’s trust and fulfill their deepest desires.

Even though Leo doesn’t deal with porn he mastrubates. Every now and then. He doesn’t do it a lot cause he simply isn’t in the mood to satisfy himself. He focuses on more important things like training, his mind, body, and spirit. That sends him on a higher plane than anything else. That is, before he meets you anyway.

You’re his first which is surprising cause he’s so calm, so cool, so collected. He does everything right the first time. He’s just really in tune with his body. He knows what he wants, and he wants to make you feel like you’re in another dimension.

Leo uses toys only to enhance your pleasure. Which in turn enhances his own. He loves to use vibrators or plugs to push you over the edge. Yes he loves to do most of the work himself but he doesn’t mind using a toy or two. He uses things like ribbons, cold metal, candle wax, small whips, rope, and paddles. And anything else he can get his hands on when the time is right. And if you are up for the challenge😏. He will never do something that you aren’t comfortable with. And if you don’t like one thing, he’ll find something else to please you.

Leo is very dominating. But he doesn’t have a god complex, most of the time that is. He will instead treat you like a god/goddess. He will worship you in any way possible. Giving him control over you will always be your choice. Every time he touches you it’s like a wild fire. All his sparks travel to the same place between your legs 🥵. He is only rough if he knows you can take it. He knows what you’re thinking before you can even fathom thoughts. He can sense when you’re ready.

You make love often, but he tries to do it when his brothers aren’t around. You see, he loves the noises you make, but that noise is only meant for the two of you. For aftercare Leo already has anything you need. He’ll make sure you’re clean and comfortable before lulling you to sleep. Sometimes he hum, sometimes he breaths, and sometimes all you can hear is his beating heart as you snuggle into his plastron.

Raphael❤️:

When Master Splinter was having “the talk” with them Raph realized he had already known about some of the things he was discussing. Most of the stuff being said though had to be nonsense so he tried not to listen to it, but it actually ended being useful in the future.

Raph usually grabbed one of Mikey’s porno magazines or if Donnie was out of his lab, he would sneak onto his computer to watch some porn. He didn’t have any of his own media because truth be told he hated it.

Well he hated that he would never find love, even fake unrealistic porn love. No one would ever love him. He would never receive or give love to a special someone 🥺.

He hated mastrubating. He always cleaned up his messes as quickly as possible. He usually pushed down his natural urges with working out. He would lift weights and exercise for hours. Till his muscles ached and his bones felt as if they might break. He pushed down his feelings so far, and built up his walls so much, it’s a wonder how you found him in there again. He’s just a hopeless romantic. Most people think that he was angry at his brothers and the world, but he was angry at himself. He hated himself.

You’re his first. He can’t believe you would trust him. He’s not exactly sure what to do, but he’s gentle. He’s slow he can read your assurance in your eyes. In the way you sound, the way you feel. You are together as one in this moment. He soaks it all in. You’re his. All his. You’re perfect.

Is a do it himself kind of guy 😤. Gets jealous when you do stuff without him. He found one of your toys. You only use them when he’s on an important mission and can’t be there to satisfy you. Besides they’ll never feel as good as him. He decides to punish you with it, but it only makes him see how good toys are. Still he prefers his hands, tongue, and dick to do the fucking.

There is two sides to Raph. Sometimes he likes to grab you by the hair or throat, and bang your lights out. Usually this means he’s letting out suppressed emotions. He’s mad at you, his brothers, or the whole fucking world. His growls and grunts, as well as the sound of wet smacking can be heard through out the lair 🫣. Luckily it somewhat sounds like he’s just working out. You don’t mind this side of Raph. You let him get his emotions out and even though he degrades you he appreciates you so much. Then there is soft and sweet Raph. Sometimes he just wants to see the look on your face when you cum for him. He wants to nuzzle your nose and slowly kiss the marks he’s left on your body from the rough fuck the night before. He wants to savor the moment. He wants to savor you. You trace his scars while he wraps his arms around your soft body.

You have sex sometimes but there’s more to your relationship than hot sex. You guys workout, watch movies, go places, talk, and so much more with each other. Just the two of you. For aftercare he’ll get anything for you. He will first make sure you’re okay. And even though you are dick drunk he can tell by your warm smile that you are fine. He hugs you and wraps you up in one of his home made blankets. He whispers “thank you’s” in your ear. His rough voice vibrates from his chest into you. Soothing your soul. He keeps you there til morning. Yeah you’re not going anywhere. Your his. All his.

Donatello💜:

When Master Splinter told the turtles about sex and bodily changes, Donnie was embarrassed. He could’ve just looked up and learned this all on his own. Still he took note of certain terms and topics so he would be sure to research them throughly later.

Donnie has a file on his computer for his favorite porn videos. It’s a mix of different genres. He always knows when one of his brothers has been on his computer cause they don’t clear the search history.

He mastrubates to clear his head sometimes. Like when he’s working on particular hard project he needs a break. Coffee isn’t the only thing that boosts his energy 🤫. Is terrified someone will walk in on him. Also is terrified that someone will hear. Has wipes and lotion in a locked drawer by his desk.

You’re his first. He thought he knew what he was doing. He did the research. Nonetheless you help each other adjust. It isn’t awkward the whole time. In fact it’s a beautiful rhythm forming a melody together as one.

Loves toys. He even invents new ones for just the two of you. No one knows what they are except him and you. One of his brothers saw one once and Donnie explained it away like nothing🫡. Some of the toys kind of look scary. But they actually just feel good. Loves using vibrators on you.

Sex with Donnie is sweet and heated. It’s not often you make love. He likes sex and you do too but being in his lab and having quality dork time, is what makes you happy. But then again sometimes when you two get the need he’s usually busy, and he doesn’t want to pause his thinking process. But you’re on his mind a lot. You have to lure him out by what ever means. It almost always works. He loves how you remind him that sometimes breaks are okay.

He is the one that needs the aftercare though. After the fun Donnie turns into a sleepy puddle of turtle goo 🫠, and you take care of him. You bring him his favorite comfort things and let him sleep on you. You’re his favorite pillow. His nose twitches as you gently remove his glasses and mask. And you fall asleep soon after him. The weight of him providing a comfy blanket.

Michelangelo🧡:

Master Splinter was out of his mind! There was no way that some of the things he was telling them were real. They were to gross and funny to be. Mikey couldn’t help but laugh out loud when the discussion of where babies come from was brought up 🤣. Splinter frowned at his son, Leo sighed, Donnie blushed, and Raph quite literally knocked some sense into him.

Mikey found these 2000s or 2010s magazines in a dumpster. He loved looking at all the hotties. Gave them names and everything. Put a few of the more clothed ones on his wall. He hides the rest pretty well and he is sure none of his brothers or Master Splinter will ever find them. Gets rid of them when he meets you though, cause you’re his babe.

He literally jerks it like everyday. He is like horny all the time. Girls are just so hot! It’s not his fault. It’s a miracle this man has never been caught. He mostly does it when he’s in bed. Tries to remain quiet so he doesn’t get his dick ripped off by Raph. Raphs already asleep though snoring away or he’s to petrified and disgusted to move, let alone say anything.

You are literally everything that he dreamed of. He gets excited. Maybe too excited. You don’t try and slow down the pace but you keep it from going any further. You’re amazing! So so hot. You’re surprised he hasn’t gotten in anyone else’s pants. He’s such a charmer, not to mention his good looks 😘.

As long as you’re happy he does not care about toys. You there’s one lying near you he’ll probably use it. Sometimes asks if he can try to. He’s more adventurous than some guys. Doesn’t always like it but hey at least he tried.

He is an eager boy. Sex with him is always fun. You guys try new things all the time. It’s always something new with him. That’s what you like about him. He’s spontaneous. He can say any cheesy pickup line and instantly make you laugh and kiss him. Usually it’s fast and fun but sometimes you get him to slow down enough to savor it.

Y’all don’t really have after care he just gets some snacks, orange crush, maybe a left over pizza, and then you’re ready for a round 2. Or 3. Or even 4. He is the quicky king. He’s still able to make you reach your peak in no time at all. Sometimes you do it right before one of his missions. He comes out to his brothers all sweaty and disheveled. They just assume he’s been training, and are glad that he’s taking things more seriously 🙃.

🩵Those🩵Damn🩵Lil🩵Blue🩵Pajamas🩵 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Despite the blue, this is a Raphael story, not a Leonardo one 😶. Raphael x Reader. Mature audiences only, everyone is 18+)

The turtles had just gotten back from their latest steak out, and Raph and Leo were already fighting about something. You knew you had to find a way to make them stop.

You also knew it wasn’t a good idea to put yourself between them. They were too busy sizing each other up to notice you. You could easily get hit. Not on purpose of course. But even though you knew the risk, as their swearing got increasingly more aggressive, you butted your way in.

Planting a firm hand on each their plastron you tried to push them away from one another. “Raphael! What’s…going on?” You managed to get his attention, while still speaking gently to him.

“Nothing! It doesn’t matter that much anyway…” his eyes intensely glared at Leo as he started to turn away.

He hurriedly walked away from Leo. His pace fast and weighted with rage. You basically had to run to catch up to him. As you both rounded a corner you reached out and snatched one of his muscular arms. Your hands made their way down to pry open and unfold his balled fist.

His fiery eyes met your concerned gaze, as he stole a glance at your hands on his.

“Raph…do you…do you wanna talk about it?”

His jaw clenched as he noticed your cute little tank top and shorts. Normally he liked seeing your ass peak out behind a thin peice of fabric. Normally, if you wore other colors it wouldn’t bother him. Red looked the best on you of course, but he didn’t mind if you wore one of his brother’s colors. Any color looked good on you.

But tonight, seeing you in those little sky blue pajamas, sparked a jealous rage inside of him. Stupid fucking Leo! His scowl got scowlier. Before you could say anything else, he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder.

“Ya had to wear those damn lil blue pajamas!” He hissed into the side of your hip.

You shrieked as his movements gradually grew in aggressiveness. He angrily slammed the door to his room and threw you on the bed. Without a word, but with a growl he tore off your pajamas like they were made of nothing.

“Ya had so much blue on, but know yer all naked…might have make ya turn all red!”

He sat down, pulling you across his lap. He rubbed and squeezed your fat juicy ass.

All of a sudden his hand shot up and right back down again, with a firm hard smack. It stung. Oh. My. God. It fucking stung! You cursed but all that came out were incoherent high pitched noises. You wiggled and writhed, but you were totally helpless underneath his immense strength. Finally, after the initial sting went away it felt numb and…mmmmm.

And just just as sudden as before, he did again. Harder this time. You squeaked, he groaned and let out a low chuckle. He swatted at your ass a few more times for good measure. After all, you were so very naughty.

“Mmmmm…such a beautiful shade on ya. Let me see yer pretty lil face…so cute….” His hand wrapped around your throat, supporting your chin as you stared exhaustedly up at him.

You bit your lip and sighed. He was so hot and he always seemed to be getting even hotter.

Both sets of your cheeks displayed a nice bright pink. He groped your burning ass. He moaned as he shifted under you. It was then that you felt him. Felt just how hard he was getting from spanking you. From punishing you.

He pulled you upright by your hair, and sat you on his lap to face his intense gaze. He kissed you. Hard. He forcefully pulled you into him. His tongue swirling around yours like some sort of intimate dance. His mouth and teeth scraping down to the pulse of your neck. Traveling to your collarbone. Licking and sucking gently, until biting down hard just above your breast.

Leaving a big red swollen mark, just enough to make the skin not bleed, but leave a bruised claim on your body. That was when you knew you were in for it rough the rest of the night.

💔Raphael x 💔Reader 🐢

“I love you.”

His voice was quiet.

The whole world was…

In that moment there was silence.

All she could hear were his words.

“I-I-I…I don’t.”

She refused to meet his gaze.

Too worried to see the sight of pain in his eyes.

But it didn’t matter.

She could already feel it all around them.

It surrounded them like a heavy cloud, threatening to storm at any possible moment.

“I can’t.”

“It’s because I’m a monster, a beast,…a freak of nature…”

The pain welled up in his throat. He tried to not let it show but his voice sounded shattered and cracked.

Like a mirror hitting a floor.

Cracking into a million peices.

Just like his heart.

“No…I’ve met monsters Raphael…and you…you are not one of them. They hide. Not under the bed…or in the closet…but in plain sight. You’re not a monster…you are perfect.”

“Then why.”

“I’ve said those words…those three damn words!…Too much…they don’t mean anything to me anymore…but I will say this…I trust you…I truly do…I care for us…and everything we are…and what we will become.”

It was if her words had been fingers, digging deep into is heart. Now they pulled away, his blood and flesh still under her nails.

She took a piece of him…and no matter how painful it was. How painful it was to be exposed.

To be completely open in her presence.

He knew that however many pieces of his heart she clutched. She would remold his broken soul and his broken heart…

No…they would mend each other…they would create something…

Something beautiful.

She wouldn’t fix him.

And he wouldn’t fix her.

They would take pieces of each others brokenness to build a new.

…

An unbroken mirror has only one perspective, a shattered one has multiple.

But two…two broken and shattered mirrors…if they choose to open up aboutge pieces of their past.

If they choose se to face each other.

They can reflect every piece of each other.

They can stare each other down with an open and intense infinity.

An image so hard to define, so hard to imagine…yet here they were.

Here.

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 2 ❤️🐢

(Side Note: I’m not that great at fight scenes yet😢. POV changes. Thanks again @rinksu-no-joo for the idea and being so awesome!)

063 POV:

A loud blaring alarm shook her immediately awake. Red blazing light blinked and flashed around room, as she quickly hopped out of bed to see what the commotion was all about.

One of the men with masks was calling out their numbers, “323, 458, 063, 917,…” unsure of what to do she made her way over.

“Sir, what the hell is going on?” One of her peers asked over all the noise.

The look he gave 801 made it clear she was speaking out of turn to a superior. “You all are being transported to Japan to meet Master Shredder, but first we need to give you an injection.”

It had been years since 063 had any injections. She wondered if she was strong enough now to take on the pain. But before she could think about it much longer, Doctor Stockman was already calling her number.

She quickly followed him into his lab. He always had so many cool gadgets but she knew better than to touch them. Still it was nice to look at them, especially to distract herself from the immediate and intense pain. His chemical filled beakers, test tubes, and other scientific equipment, usually grounded her when her world started to spin.

Today was different though, as she looked around to see the changes he made throughout the years, she noticed the box of neatly stacked syringes. The fluid in them was different in color and consistency than she was use to. She braced herself for impact, trying her hardest not to use her natural defense mechanisms. If she poisoned Doctor Stockman she would be in a huge heap of trouble.

But as he slowly pushed the needle into her soft flesh, she realized that despite a little prick she felt no pain at all. Actually, it felt fine…numb…and painless.

As she drifted out of consciousness, she could hear him shout: “She’s done…take her…917!” Maybe they were all being punished. Maybe this was the end…She felt nothing as everything, even her own thoughts, went dark.

…

Raphael POV:

“It appears the Foot Clan been building something right under our noses! Now they’re transporting it to their base in Japan.” Donnie typed away as a maps and diagrams popped up on his computer screens.

“Is this the same place that Shredder is hiding out at?”

“Yes Mikey…Look guys, their ship hasn’t left New York waters yet, we have to try and stop them-“

“And see what exactly it is they’re taking.” Leo interrupted, nodding in understanding.

“Mkay so what are we waitin for? Let’s go already.” Raph was already ready. As soon as he heard Donnie say Foot Clan he knew it was bad. And then they were on their way.

…

Every inch of the ship seemed to be guarded by Shredder’s henchmen. Nevertheless they were pretty bad at doing their jobs, each of the turtles quickly and quietly disarmed some of them.

“Cowabunga motha fu-“

“Mikey!” Leo whispered furiously.

But it was too late the others had already noticed their presence on board. “Great going idiot!” snapped Raph, already preparing for battle.

“Sorry dudes, I gotta little carried away.”

As they kicked, punched, and overall fought the Foot Clan, Donnie spewed information about where their precious cargo was located on board. “We’ll have to go down to the third level!”

“Guys! Check it out.” Leo gawked as he finished his opponent with a final thwack to the back of his head and pointed.

There, in the distance were more ships.

“More…?” Raph wondered why they needed so many ships.

“Let’s head down below, and figure out what it is that we’re dealing with. Then we can see if we need to tackle all these other ships” Leo stated, opening a hatch that lead below.

After fighting off more Foot Clan guys than they could count, they finally arrived to a singular box, on an otherwise empty level.

To Raph it didn’t look like anything they could open easily. “Well what now leader?” He looked over to Leo.

It still angered him sometimes that Leo was in charge, but Leo tried to give each of them, but especially Raph more leadership moments from time to time.

“Well whatever it is, it’s probably to difficult to open. But it looks like it’s an important piece of the puzzle for whatever they are building. We need to take it back to the lair. Donnie check for tracking devices, Raph do you mind?” Donnie finished up and pushed it over to him.

Raph grunted as he lifted the heavy metal box. He was surprised that it was pretty light for a metal box with supposedly something inside. But he decided maybe that was what Shredder wanted them to think, and didn’t say anything.

…

063 POV:

She was cold. It was dark. But she could…she could hear voices…? She wasn’t dead! Before she could get too excited she calmed herself and listened.

“Raph careful! We don’t want to destroy what’s inside!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.”

These weren’t voices she recognized. Who could they be? Why did they not know she was in there? Why was she in there? Where was there? She didn’t know. She stayed cautious. She felt cramped and alone, just as she felt as a child. She jolted as she heard the awful sound of metal being cut. Sparks and small pieces of metal pierced her soft skin. It surprised her more than it hurt.

Then she saw light. It was bright and her eyes had to adjust, but she was able to make out him…And he…peered down curiously at her…

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 1 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Raph x OC. This is a request from the lovely @rinksu-no-joo , they had the original concept and idea in mind so I thought I ought to credit them. This is a prologue, so she goes from a kid to 18+ here. Feedback is always welcome!)

She started out in a lab. She wasn’t the only one. There were others. All different types of animals. All labeled by number, hers being 063. She never knew their treatment was unfair. But it was.

They all were brainwashed into thinking of it as a privilege. But really they were all test subjects. She was a science experiment and that’s how she was treated.

They were put in cages, given food and water, and the bare minimum for survival. They were expected to behave, if they didn’t they would be taken by the men with masks.

They were given “treatments”. Pills and injections weekly, sometimes daily. The injections hurt. It felt as if every cell in her body was being morphed and disfigured. Sharp ringing pains pulsed throughout her body. The effects lasting for hours, but sometimes days.

063 was scared of the men with masks. She saw how the taken ones came back. They were was an empty nothingness in their eyes. So, she decided to keep her head down and not cause trouble.

However her neighbor, 299, was not so careful. She was mischievous and often tried to encourage 063 to talk or play games. 063 eventually opened up. The pair became friends.

But slowly 299 became sick. Very sick. Her once cheery laugh, became small tired smiles followed painful wheezing.

Doctor Stockman told the men with masks that she wasn’t responding to her treatments very well. What was actually happening was her natural biology was weakening with the advanced mutagen. The two could not coexist.

Then one day the men with mask came. 299 was too weak to even sit up, so they had to carry her away. They never came back. She never came back. Her cage lie as empty as the whole in 063’s broken heart.

As 063 grew up, the men with masks would praise her. They would make disgusting remarks about her body. Yes, she was beautiful. With big lilac eyes that shined like amethysts, and her beautiful white and black marbled skin, with the body and height of a mutated salamander but the curves of a woman. But that still didn’t make their special attention okay.

With only a few mutant experiments remaining, their treatments were stopped. And she was moved. Their new living area was bigger but not exactly nicer. But to her it was luxurious.

Their training began. The men with masks trained her and the others in capoeira. A style of fighting that seemed to mimic almost dance like movements between opponents.

Everyday they trained. If they didn’t preform well they would be punished. If they weren’t up on time they would be punished. If they didn’t take things to the utmost seriousness, they would be punished.

They were taught who to serve, and who to take from. They were taught how to use their natural animal abilities to fight. That meant she had to relearn her invisibility and poison secretion tactics. You see, in the lab she would get punished for them, but here it was rewarded.

But none of it was worse than the day they had to fight each other. She didn’t want to hurt anyone else. She didn’t understand how hurt was considered good, it didn’t feel good on either side. Nevertheless, she did what she needed to survive.

Finally, the day came. Master Shredder wanted to meet his new weapons. He was told they would be sure to destroy anything in the way of their mission. But would they? Would she?

What if a small part of 063 hadn’t been brainwashed? A small part of her that would and could change?…she just needed to find the right guidance…and that day was coming very soon…