Authors note- Well I am writing this as a little idea of mine. Tell me what you think and if it is even wroth continuing. I do not own anything TMNT.
It was about four o'clock in the morning when I stepped out of the bar. It had been pouring down rain earlier, but had now gone down to a light sprinkle. The bar tender threw me out right before I started a fight with one of the regulars. I yelled as he pushed me out the door. "Yeah well I didn't like your shitty drinks anyway you old bastard!"
"What are you lookin at!" I yelled at some old street walker as she stared at me. My black hair stuck to my face as I walked home to my apartment. I opened the door and threw my old leather jacket on the stained couch while walking to my bathroom. I opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed some pain killers to try to fight off my morning hang over. I stared into the dingy mirror at my reflection. I barley recognized the girl I once was underneath this pale exterior. My blue eyes lost their brightness and now where cold like ice, bags underneath them added years to my young age of 23. I sat on my lumpy couch and fell asleep in my jeans and tank top wishing the sleep would whisk my problems away.
"You reached Alex McCullock's phone im not in right now or don't want to talk to you so leave a message. Unless your a telemarketer, then I don't want your shit."
"Alex it's your boss , your late again. Im tired of this so either you come in right now or your fired!" I winced at the loud noise of my boss yelling into the phone. My head felt like it was splitting in half and my body ached from sleeping on the crappy couch. I walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer before walking over to the phone. I dialed my boss and waited for him to answer.
"Finally Alex where is your ass and why aren't you hear?"
"Im going to make this short and sweet and tell you Im quitting. You see im very hungover and it's only Tuesday. Also your a asshole and every one knows you slept with skanky Eva and that is why she got the promotion." I hung up the phone and started laughing. I had always wanted to say that to him. My boss thought he was the best thing in the whole entire world and just loved to get under my skin for no reason. I suspected it was because everyone liked me better, but I will never know now. I grabbed a quick shower then got dressed to go to the gym. I grabbed my duffle and walked to the little place just down the street. I knew mostly everyone down there and they knew me so it was like being with family.
"Hey Alex how are you today?"
"Could be better." I said waving at Mack who owned the gym. He was a middle aged muscular man with a bald spot on the top of his head. He was a nice guy and I respected him with all my heart. I walked over to punching bag and began to wrap my hands in tape before putting the hurt on the bag. My head still pounded from the hang over and my anger about my boss burned through my punches. They where fast and hard and I knew exactly knew where to land them. I let all my anger out in one finishing kick sending it flying off the chain. I heard Dill's voice and whistle come from behind me as he took in the sight.
"Damn who pissed you off soldier?"
"Everyone." I replied before taking a long sip of my water. Dill was a little older then me and had a warm personality. He had sandy blonde hair and amber eyes. He was known to sweet talk any of the women he met, then leave them heart broken the next day. I slept with him a couple of times, but nothing ever serious happened so we stayed friends.
"Well I hope you get to feeling better Alex, Hey how about I take you out we get a couple of drinks and you can help me score some easy ladies?"
"You're such a pig."
"Yeah, I know. Come on we can go to Lucas's place to watch baseball or something, I just can't stand back and watch you turn into a old prune." He gave me a sad puppy dog look and I couldn't help but say yes.
"Fine, but you are buying all the alcohol."
"I always do baby."
I put on some dark jeans, a black tank top, my leather jacket and walked to Lucas's apartment. It was only a little ways away so I got there no problem. Lucas was a friend of Dill and me and I had known him since grade school. We watched some baseball and drank some beer, before I knew it it was midnight. Dill offered to take me home, but I declined and walked home. It was dark and I noticed that some guys were breaking into a jewelry store. I pulled out my army knife from my boot and walked toward the robbers.
"Hey what are you ass monkeys doing?"
"Get out of here or I will shoot!"
"I dare you!" I said putting my hands on my hips. I heard the gun click and my instincts clicked in. I moved out of the way the snapped the arm holding the gun of the robber. He dropped the gun and I moved to pick it up pointing at the would be robbers. They dropped there loot and scattered, I laughed and put the gun in the waist band of my pants checking out what they tried to steal. I was picking up some gold rings when I heard a voice tell me to stop.
"Freeze! Drop the jewlery and put your hands on your head, you are under arrest!"
"Hey the guys you want just ran off copper, you see I'm the good guy like you."
"Can it girly and do what I say."
"Fuck it, can't do one nice thing in this town without getting in trouble." I got on my knees and put my hands on my head. The police officer came around behind me and cuffed my hands. He pulled me up and was going to lead me to the squad car, but I lurched my head back and knocked him out cold. He was on the ground and I grabbed the hand cuff keys unlocking my wrists. I ran off down the other alley way stopping to catch my breath, but a voice caught my attention.
"Ya know you just got your self in more trouble right."
"I ain't going to jail so if your a cop you better call back up."
"Oh I aint a cop, sweet heart." A large bluky figure dropped down into the shadows in front of me. His thick Brooklyn accent sent shivers down my spine, but I wasn't going to show him any of my fear. I pulled out the gun and cocked it. He seemed to smile and stepped out of the shadows just enough so I could see the silver metal of the sais on his belt.
"Well my mom taught me never to bring a gun to a knife fight so I will play fair. Also a fair warning, the law states that I have to tell you I am a trained military officer and know deadly hand to hand combat." I tossed the gun to the side and pulled out my knife from my boot. The figure stepped out from the shadows and I saw it was a giant turtle guy?
"Well then I guess I better be on my toes then."
"So you are one of those costume vigilante bullshit or something?"
"Oh its not a costume girly."
"Yeah whatever I don't judge what you do in your spare time, I just ass kick." The turtle man came at me with lightning speed and I managed to duck out of his way. I dodged a few of his punches and kicks throwing in a couple of mine. I immeadiatly noticed his fighting style was ninjitsu or martial arts, so I had to be on the top of my game. For being a costumed weirdo he was pretty good at fighting. I hadn't went into hand to hand combat in such a long time that my body began to tire leaving me open to attacks. I was dazed from punch and he used that moment to pin my wrists to the brick wall with his sais. Since I couldn't fight any longer I used my mouth to try to weasel my way out of this perdicimate.
"I thought you said you were a trained military officer?"
"Im retired, but hey can you help a veteran out and let me go. I will make it worth your wild turtle boy." I cracked a sweet smile and he just laughed.
"Dats a new one girly, most criminals just threaten me. But trust me, you wouldn't be able to handle me sweet heart." He looked up and down my body giving me a once over. I started to get a little animalistic on the inside and purred into where I guess you would say his ear would be.
"No I don't think you would be able to handle me." I head butted him and loosened one of the sais free punching him in the face. He faltered back a little and I tried to pull the other sai free but it wouldn't budge. I sweared and noticed he was coming out of his daze so I grabbed the gun and aimed it right at his face.
"I thought ya said ya play fair and not bring a gun into this."
"Yeah well you see that's why I'm not in the military any more, to much of a loose cannon. Now I'm pretty sure your turtle suit is not bullet proof so remove this pointy fork from the wall and let me go."
"It's called a sai sweet heart." He said giving my a dirty look before removing it from the wall letting me go.
"I know what the hell it is. Any way thanks for doing the right thing, but I got to go sweet heart hope I see you again." I said before sprinting the other away leaving the turtle man in the alley. I walked into my apartment grabbed a beer and sat on my couch recalling everything that happened. "Damn I must be going crazy."
Raph went back to the lair after the run in with the girl. He saw Leo waiting up for him with a angry look on his face.
"You got to stop throwing these childish fits Raph."
"Yeah well you got ta stop bein such a kiss ass, but we can't always have what we want." Was all Raph said before going to his room to sleep the rest of the day away. Leo just threw his hands in the air and went to go meditate for a little while. The past few months had been like hell between him and his younger brother. It was know effecting both him and his family with the way they fought time and time again. Raph would get angry and fight with him then go out and be reckless topside. Leo loved his brother, but he was worried and only wanted to help. Mikey poked his head out from Don's lab and sighed.
"It's only getting worse Donny."
"Don't worry Mikey, it is like all their fights. They will get back to normal in no time." Don said giving his little brother a warm smile. Mikey hoped it would, but he knew deep inside that they where close to breaking point and their family would never recover from it.
I woke up from the couch to the noise of banging on my apartment door. I sleepily opened my eyes and spoke softly mostly to myself.
"Go away." The banging persisted and I got up and walked to my fridge grabbing a beer and a loaded pistol I kept on top of it. The banging just got louder and I was getting irritated. "What are you on fire or something, I'm coming god damn it." I opened the door to find a old friend there smiling.
"What's with you rebel cat? You always answer the door with a loaded gun and a beer in your hand?"
"Only when it's you at my door Dallas." I said letting the man in. Dallas was in my special ops team back in the military and was terminated about the time I was. He looked like when I first saw him back all those years ago with his short dark hair and tan skin. He had a big scar across his face that made him look like some bad ass video game character and a ego to match it. He looked through my fridge grabbing himself a beer before sitting on my couch.
"You're looking good cat, you talk to any others on the team?"
"Everyone is either a drunk, a bum, a psycho, or retired into civilian life Dallas. So no I haven't talk to anyone besides Lucas and Dill, you?"
"Nina is in the state hospital for suicidal thoughts, Ricky is some big time accountant and is to good to talk to people like me and you are a old drunk who ignores my calls."
"I maybe a drunk, but I am not old." I got up and took another beer from the fridge before sitting down again. Out of all the team I think Dallas took termination the hardest. I mean this guy was born and raised to serve in the army and to serve his country. I know what he felt because I dedicated five years of my life to that program and they just dropped me and didn't even give me a reason as to why. Deep down though we all knew why we were terminated, we just didn't want to face those scary facts. Secrets like that needed to stay burried.
"Hey you mind if I stay here until my job is up?"
"As long as you donate to the beer fund you can stay here forever."
"You never changed did you rebel cat?" I took a shower and headed out to go pick up some food for my new guest. When I arrived home I saw Dallas sitting at my kitchen table with a German Sheppard by his side. I petted the dogs head and smiled at Dallas.
"They let you keep Rorshach?"
"They terminate me for classified reasons and not give me my dog? I don't think so." I laughed and went to go pick up the groceries I left by the door, but noticed a rifle bag propped up against my T.V. I grabbed it and slowly unzipped the sipper revealing a military grade high power sniper rifle. I zipped the gun up and walked into the kitchen with my arms crossed.
"Why the hell is a military grade weapon doing in my house?"
"What they didn't let you keep any toys cat?"
"That wasn't my question Dallas."
"It's for my personal use don't worry im not using it for assassination attempts or anything."
"Don't lie to me Dallas, what are you doing for a job these days now."
"Nothing I can't get out of."
"Whatever just don't get me dragged into it." I rolled my eyes and put all the groceries away. He just smiled and went back to reading the news. I can't believe he turned to being a hit man or something to pay the bills. No scratch that I can believe it, a lot of are team did. I had thought about for a little while right after we were terminated, but the thought of prison was not for me. Besides I didn't like to handle any of my guns anymore, not after the accident. A few hours past and the sund dipped out of sight. Dallas grabbed his gun and left leaving me to wander around the house. I got bored so I walked the streets of New York. I walked into central park and noticed a strange bulky figure walking through the park. It walked into the streets then disappeared into the sewer. I walked to the man hole and decided to investigate.
"What the hell, can't be that bad?"
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