User blog:Leofan13/A Clash of Two Worlds

So, it has taken me a little while to get organized, but I have finally sorted some things out concerning my story. For one, I have finally decided on a title. Also, my sections will officially be chapters. So now, without further ado, here is chapter two.

Chapter Two: Hard Decisions

Donatello looked at Leonardo. "So Leo, what are we going to do?"

"We need to talk to Master Splinter," Leonardo replied, "but it's not safe to leave her here." He looked at me and then turned back to his brothers. "She will have to come with us back to the lair."

This got Raphael's attention. "Leo, are you nuts?" he said. "We can't bring a human back to the lair. Master Splinter will--"

Leonardo cut him off midsentence. "I will deal with Master Splinter," he said. "Besides, what choice do we have? She needs our help, and--"

This time, Michelangelo interrupted. "I don't know, Leo. He's going to be pretty angry," he added.

Leonardo seemed frustrated with the incessant questioning from his brothers. He sighed and said, "Like I said, I will deal with Master Splinter. Now, let's get going."

As we started back toward the Turtles' lair, I looked from one face to another. Donatello and Michelangelo looked anxious and almost fearful. Raphael seemed angry about the "decision." Leonardo appeared to be calm and focused, but his eyes betrayed him. The look in his eyes seemed to say that he was also worried about his master's reaction, to me, an outsider.

We continued to walk. We turned left, and then right. We walked down a long corridor. I was beginning to wonder, based on the deafening silence, if this was such a good idea after all. My mind began to race. Maybe Raphael was right, I thought to myself, Maybe I should have gone to the police... Then I thought about the swatch of fabric with the Foot's symbol on it. ''What could they have done? Ask me to file a missing person's report and hope for the best? That's assuming they actually believed my story. No, it was supposed to be this way. They are my only hope of seeing my family, preferably alive, again. Still, it feels like I am causing them so much trouble...''

After a few more twists and turns, we were there. Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice when they stopped walking. I accidentally bumped into Leonardo. He turned to look at me. "Sorry," I said sheepishly. "It's alright," he replied. We all turned back to look at the lair's entrance. There's no turning back now, I thought, and looking at them I had the feeling that they were thinking the same thing.

To Be Continued...