The city buzzed with the familiar sounds of footsteps and flowing traffic. Rain beat down heavily against a rainbow of umbrellas on the streets below. It grew dark as the oncoming storm continued to rage forward without any sign of letting up. A dog barked from the window of an apartment building to your left, quickly followed by the shouts of its owner until the barking ceased. Ahead of you a city bus honked and tires screeched as a taxi barreled through a red light causing it to stop abruptly. The bus driver shook his fist out the window angrily cursing.
"Tonight sure is sure lively as ever" You whisper under your breath. You pull your hood tighter to your face trying to shield from the rain, groaning about how you forgot your umbrella at home. You didn't realize the storm was going to set in so quickly despite your fathers nagging. You smile with the knowing you were undeniably getting a mouthful when you got home. Adjusting your backpack on your shoulders you slouched forward and continue your walk home.
Practice had let up early at the local dojo due to weather concerns. Despite growing up American, you always had an appreciation for Japanese culture. Ninjutsu was the only thing that kept your mind distracted from the move.
Every girl grows up with the dream of having the perfect sweet 18, and you were no exception to the social norm, despite being tomboyish at times. You weren't much for dressing up in pink and slathering your face with makeup and glitter. You didn't bother much with your hair as long as it was kept nice you were happy. But for your 18th birthday you were going to make an exception to the norm. You could barely sleep the night before, your brand new pink dress sparkled in your closet. Father told you he had a special surprise for you in the morning and your nerves trembling with anticipation.
You were deeply disappointed. You woke up to the sound of moving trucks outside your bedroom window. The next room over you could hear your sister Jane, only a few years younger, age 13, crying feverishly.
Father promised to make it up to you and payed in full a years worth of Ninjutsu lessons as the best dojo in the city. So naturally it was the first thing you looked for when you arrived in the city, and it was only a few blocks from home. How much trouble could you possibly get into then?
Your father worked in the news and was always seeking new challenges and stories. New York was constantly buzzing with strange articles, talking of mutant creatures and some large network of an army that called them self the foot. You couldn't even began to count the amount of times you told your father not to believe everything he read in the papers. He himself should know news writers lied all the time for publicity. But it was settled. You and your sister were forced to once again pack up the few belongings you owned and get dragged along with him. "No wonder mother left" always surfaced in your mind from time to time, but you pushed it down as fast as it came. You knew that your father only wanted the best for you both even if he was a little crazy.
You sigh as you continue your walk home. Your legs hurt to much after practice to run, much like the woman that races past you. "Hey!, What the hell lady!" You shout at her as her foot sloshes down in a puddle in front of you, soaking your pants. "Great!, just fricken wonderful!" You throw your hands in the air cursing the sky with both middle fingers raised high.
"What a temper on this one." A sneering voice sounds behind you. "Forget that old hag boys, let's see what's in the bag. How about it girly?"
This was a joke right? They most definitely weren't talking to you. Nope. You quickly pull your hands to your straps and pull your backpack closer to you and continue walking at a faster pace. Footsteps follow close behind. You didn't dare look behind you. "This isn't happening, this isn't happening" you quickly mumble under your breath trying to control your heart rate.
"Don't pretend you didn't hear me.." the voice was closer now, at your side in fact. Your head hangs low and you can see a pair of tattered shoes on the ground to your right. Another pair appears to your left. You continue walking, refusing to look up or acknowledge their presence. They'll just go away on their own.
slam* Your body hits something hard in front of you. The smell of stale cigarettes and alcohol fill your nose. A dark shadow looms over you and you cautiously look up. A large man lumbers in front of you. He grins widely exposing rotten teeth and saliva dripping down his chin. His nose was crooked and one of his eyes hung lazy will the other stared at you menacingly. He starts to reach his hand out to grab you..
You close your eyes tightly waiting for his hands to take hold of you. All the while your thinking about your training and what good it did you if you couldn't even find the courage to use it.
You're startled by a sudden gust of all around you. Immediately you open your eyes. The thugs were gone. "What..." You spin around confused. You felt like you were going crazy for a moment. You had only closed your eyes for a second, where could they have gone.
You hear noises coming from the ally that was directly to your right. Large shadows tumbled back and forth, leaping in the air to the roof top above. You couldn't quiet make them out with the rain clouding your vision, but their silhouettes didn't look human. "No that's crazy" you shake your head.
Curiosity gets the better of you and you take a step towards the allyway, peering into the Black void. Biting your bottom lip you cautiously walk into the ally letting the darkness cover you. A groan catches your attention before you make it far and you make out the body of a man laying on the ground. Immediately you recognize him as the man who moments ago was reaching for you. "What the hell..." You're momentarily in shock. You look around but the other two thugs weren't in sight. "Who... or what..." you couldn't even finish your sentence.
You turn to leave but a glimmer of silver by the wall catches your eye. Bending down you pick up a strange looking metal object. Some sort of weapon you conclude to yourself. "Huh" you examine it closer, having to squint. It looked like a large metal fork, only with three prongs, the middle one sticking out further than the rest. It was too dark to study it any closer and decide to take it home.
Taking off your backpack you unzip the first pouch. You are about to slip the weapon into your bag when you hear a loud thud in front of you.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" The voice was deep. Gruff. Dark. Suddenly two pairs of bright green eyes are staring at you from the shadows. Three more thuds sound followed by three more pairs of eyes. Two sets of blue and one set reddish brown.
"B..back off.." You raise the weapon to your chest clumsily. "I... I know Ninjitsu!"
The dark figure grins. It's large white teeth shine brightly in contrast to the darkness. It begins to laugh. Heavy. Rustic.
"Raph, Enough" One of the blue eyes calls harshly to the green. The laughing ceases.
"Aw you take all the fun out of everything" The green eyes grumble before taking a step towards you.
"Awwwww snap Leo, you gunna let him talk to you like that!?" Chimes the other blue eyes. His voice was more upbeat and child like. Whimsical.
"Mikey!, Hush" The Reddish eyes scolds. Shrill and Dorky.
"Knock it off, all of you!" The first blue eyes sounds off sternly. "Raphael, wrap it up. Now"
"Yeah yeah." He shakes his head before addressing you. "You have something that belongs to me" He squints his eyes.
You take a look down at the metal weapon in your hands. This must be what it was talking about.
"Give. It. Back" The voice was harsher this time.
"Alright alright, calm the hell down" you snap. You take a step forward to hand the figure back it's property when a shout comes behind you.
"YOU FOUL CHILD!" A man dressed all in black wearing a heavy trench coat rushes towards you. "You're going to pay for what you did to my men!" He's almost upon you now.
Finally finding your courage you fling the weapon with all your might at the man. It misses. You slowed him down momentarily but he charges even more forcefully this time. You get into fighting stance ready to take on the intruder.
Suddenly from behind emerges the shadowed figures. They step out in front of you shielding you from the man. He halts in his tracks, takes one look at the figures and turns away screaming in terror. You stood dumbfounded and impressed.
The light from the street now spills on the dark shapes and you nearly pass out at the sight. ..
Welcome guys!!!! This will be the start of my first tmnt Fanfic! As a huge Raphael nerd myself he will be the main focus of the tale, along with yourself of course! I've never written in this style before so bare with me here!! Please feel free to leave comments and criticisms, I Love hearing from people!
I'm hoping to keep this short, but we'll see how I like the story progression and go from there.!