Scar grunted as Shredder tossed her into the wall head first. She was sure to get a concussion and she knew it. Her arm was probably broken or shattered and she knew it, too. Shredder walked over to her, yanking her up by her hair. "One. Last. Time. WHERE DO THE TURTLES RESIDE?!" Scar merely spit out blood on his face. "Go to Hell." She muttered breathlessly.
Shredder growled, tossing her to the floor. She landed on her bad arm, wincing at the pain. She had to bite back her scream. She needed to. She had to remain strong. "Take her to the cell and let her rot. She's useless, now." Shredder told a Foot solider. Scar took deep breaths, despite the rising pain in her chest. It was growing harder every second.
Suddenly, the world went black.
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Red is for Compassion (Book Two)
Fanfiction"We'll get through it." She was kidnapped months before by a man who was hungry for a debt her parents couldn't pay. He decided to take her instead. She was thrown into a cage and tested on once every week. That's what resulted in her... Unique gene...
