Hey everyone. So it´s not my first FF. Some years ago I wrote fanfiction too but in german. But I deleted it because of reasons ^^´ If you knew me, my username was Sirenix49 ^^.

Just one important thing: Thanks for my friend to help me to get some ideas. You´re one of the reasons why I write again. Hehe.

He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. A bad day after another past and ended in an vicious circle. At school ridiculed for alleged behave incorrectly, bullied by his most bad enemies.

But it doesn´t matter. He was strong enough to punish this stupid punks.

Outsite it was raining and thundering was heard clearly. Exactly matching his mood.

Already 13 years passed as he had lost his own parents. It was the middle of a night in november and a delivery truck drove without any pre-warning in the smart of his mother. The only thing he can remember was when he found his father laying under the kitchen table with a broken bottle at home in New Jersey. He felt some Seconds later, everything was black.

Poor little Raph was just 4 years old during this events.

Since then he lives with his Stepmother Avery in Manhattan, visited High School, sometimes wished he had never existed. Many students don´t know respect, bullying at any occassion. In Elementary School he was bullied too, but after some years Raph visited the martial arts and learned to defense. So he was not only hated, also feared by students who don´t have the strenght like him.

Almost every week there was stress, especially today again. The red-haired boy was accused because he allegedly had beaten the little sister of Fong, the leader of the Purple Dragons. Their are a gang of the nastiest guys in school which love to hit weak people. Yes, the girl had a black eye and a bad wound, but it wasn´t Raph. Of course the teacher and the most godawful director didn´t believe him and a refferal should to come home. This day was the damn last, he thought, hope they will all die.

Avery was worried. Raph was not her biological son, but she still love him more than anything else. She always wanted to have a child and raise it, but her husband passed away. Raph had never met him.

Avery knocked on the room door, but ther stepchild not opened. Otherwise he listened to music when he was feeling bad or went to sport to calm himself. But this time he want to do nothing. Raph was too ashamed. He was sorry, Avery had certainly wish a better son. Which at least interested more for school. His grades sunk down, threatened by falling. But Ayery knew all about the true problems and the lost of Raphs biological parents. Who could think normally in this situation?

There was a knock again. „Everything ok? We need to talk."

No words.

Just a sigh came from her. Avery went down the stairs, do not know what she could do.

Slowly Raph raised from bed. His thought only focus on Fong, like his head is crushed in his hands. Outsite he saw Angel, her face showed a concerned and compossionated sight.

„Say the truth. Did you hit the little girl?", she asked.

He tore his eyes on.

„What? Are you nuts, I-"

Raph shouted almost and clenched his hands into balls. But the he pulled back. Why he always argues with the people which he loves? The hothead often discussed with his mother. Just in puberty he hadn´t light phases.

„I-I´m sorry..."

Avery laid her hand on his right shoulder.

„I know, school is not a easy time, I also believe you...I..."

Raph only half listened to her words, he looked more in her ocean blue eyes. They did´t shine any force, act rather weakened and cloudly. As she was about to cry.

„..I only want the best for you."

Raph raised a eyebrown.

„What do you mean?"

„Please, just only improve your grades or you have to repeat this year.", she answers with a strict voice.

Avery was right. Raph doesn´t learn very much. The only subject he liked was physical education. In Maths, Physics and Chemistry his grades went down to a F. All other subjects were between C and D. He got coaching too, but breaks it off, because he hated the smart aleck in the lessons.

„Maybe, I just-"

„Not maybe, just...Just do it finally!"

With that she went to door.

„Or all your activities are not allowed until you learned it!"

Avery went outsite, seems busy with her job. At least she had achivied something in her life; Raph thought.

Raph was not long talking, going upstairs again and slammed the door. Turned on his phone and heard yet to music.

„Sorry Mom, Know that I´m just a fool to you...",he thought.

Well, chapter one.

Please no hate comments.^^ know it´s not perfect.