The family grows, I don't know if that is good or not

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The constant sound of water falling somewhere in the room woke up Leonardo who opened his eyes suddenly, although he had to close them not a second later due to an unpleasant ray of light that fell directly on his face, blinding him and increasing the pain in his head. that was hammering his head.

He tried to put a hand to his face to rub his eyes and try to remove the weight he felt in them, but the jingle of a chain and the tug warned him that this was not possible since he was chained to the wall. Moving his head to the side, the young ninja in blue opened his eyes again and looked at his wrist: an aged metal shackle surrounded his arm and from there a thick chain started that ended up attached to the stone wall by a strong hasp. It was more than clear to the teen that he wouldn't be able to free himself easily.

With his head a little clearer he looked around, the annoying ray of light that reached his face came from a small crack in an old metal door in front of him, the walls and floor were made of stone, which explained the cold that numbed his limbs, and the incessant dripping came from a puddle in a dark corner of the cell. A dungeon, no more, no less, a dungeon like the ones in the old cliché movies you sometimes saw, but how did you end up in a dungeon in New York? Did things like that even exist in the city? Well, at least he had to give credit to his captor for the originality of the cell.

He moved his legs to get rid of the numbness while he did the same with his arms to see the extent of the chains, the shackle was loose, although not enough to remove his hand, although that fact caught his attention, you would think that a The captor would be more careful with those things, at least in the space hero chapters, when they captured someone from the crew, the villains made sure to squeeze their wrists firmly. It wasn't much use because they always found a way to free themselves or were rescued. Ahh, how he liked that program.

Wait a minute, how did they capture him? He remembers being very tired, more tired than ever in his life, and his mind felt confused; He hadn't been sleeping much those days either, so that only increased the feeling of having his head pressed by wet towels. His appearance must have been horrible too, so much so that his little brother offered to meditate, which he sincerely appreciated. Since Mikey awakened his curious powers, he and Master Splinter have been meditating with the youngest of the family to help him better handle his new abilities and the complications that came with them. Angelo joined them sometimes, although both oranges had their own private training, of course now the older mystic was more busy controlling his scientist brother. It was much more necessary there.

Well, he was meditating with Mikey and the teacher when his body started to feel strange, divided, like being in two parts at once, but neither at the same time. A part of him was in the dojo with his family and the other in... This same dungeon! Taking a good look at it was the place that his mind showed him seconds before losing consciousness. If she weren't a reasonable turtle he would say that she teleported to that place in some way that, surely, either of the two Donatellos could explain much better than he could. But he did not have abilities like those of his two little brothers, he had not manifested anything in the time they had been together; And if he had worried every day, in the solitude of his room, to look for some indication of mystical ability, just so as not to worry his family with a lack of control like what happened with Mikey and Donnie... and also show off a little if It's that he managed to control it. The plan didn't go well and, if it was a newly acquired mystical power, surely his family was worried about him, he had to get out of there, wherever he was trapped.

He began to despair a little, the idea that his family was worried about him filled him with anguish and he pulled at his arms looking for weaknesses in the chains that kept him prisoner, if there were any he would know how to use them to free himself and return home. He had to return home, he had to get out of there before his family went on a search that would put them in danger, he had to...

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