TMNT-Factory-2k12

It was in the way her sheets were rumpled in the morning that gave her away, even though April would deny it each day. It was in the way her eyes had lost their shine over the years, the way her nails left indents in her palm from clenching her fists too often, and in the way she could never relax. It was in the little things that Donatello picked up that gave away her anxiety and fears, but he let April live her life thinking she had fooled him like she had over the years. He never pried or forced her to talk about it, she would one day if that day ever came. And if it ever did, he'd still be there waiting for her as patiently as he had sin

It was hard to see as is in the dark, and the pouring down rain didn’t help either. April ran as fast as she could through the woods, dodging trees left and right along with jumping over bushes and scraping her knees to duck under stray branches that threatened to claw at her face. Instructions were simple: split up and meet at the small shack in the heart of the woods. It wasn’t safe to go home back to the country home just yet, not with who knows what out there. They had taken down new creatures mutated from muck and grime and in the rain they resembled what could have been human with melting flesh. After what they could fight