Written for Snee, Jee, and Chi! Should be roughly three to four chapters. I was in a pissed off mood when i did this.
Outcast of Rape
The room was darker than it should have been to his eyes use to the night. They burned with fire in an ethereal rage as they clawed at each nook of the room for any moving shadows that seemed darker than the surrounding area was. It was impossible not to feel trapped and scared in this situation, his new and lost situation, before he spotted the door. A red maple door that caused his eyes to grow brighter with his rage that he forced under a lock and key before thrown into the storm and into the watery depths of his well lidded emotions, which now he knew how to control for this… problem.
His breathing quickened, he cursed at that fact, as he pushed open the door hearing the eerily 'eek' of its hinges before, with his eyes wide and fully alert, he spotted the sleeping form on the bed with its shell to his back. He couldn't think for a few seconds as joy and fear swept through him battling to control his over panicked mind.
"Hey," he called out walking forward as he closed the door. "Hey…" he couldn't say the name not with his tongue so heavy and his chest pounding trying to crack his plastron open so it could spill his heart, lungs, and other organs upon the floor. "You awake?" his feet made no sound as he walked over to the still body, his hand reaching out as they touched the base of the neck of the turtle on the bed.
A started sound erupted from the beak cracked and bleeding, "Wha-?" the turtle called out looking up into golden eyes. His own deep chocolate, nearly coal colored in this dark, started at the golden caramel. His breath hitched as he blinked back tears and his throat convulsed as if swallowing.
"Leo, bro?" Fear swept through his body as Leo broke down into tears his arms wrapping around the startled form before he cried out his body shaking. "Leo… god…" He wrapped his arms around Leo's shoulders pulling him further into the hug hoping to comfort his own raging emotions that boiled under the water threatening to destroy the lock.
"Raphie!" his brother's use of the childish nickname that Michelangelo used caused Raph's heart to turn violent as his stomach made a move to heave. "Raphie…" Leo repeated that word over and over as he nearly caused them both to fall to the floor.
"Leo!" Raph felt more of his fear well up as he placed a hand over Leo's mouth. "Shush, bro, now ain't the time nor place ta have a cryin' fit! Keep ya voice ta a minimal!" Leo didn't seem to understand Raph's concern as he cried even louder around Raph's hand making Raph's eyes close in pain from how tight the grip was becoming. "LEO!" his voice was a high pitched hiss of pain that didn't seem to effect Leo at all as he cried harder into sobs that wracked both Leo and Raph's bodies.
He closed his eyes scared of what his brain knew was the only safe solution to get his hysterical brother out of this place that held him for months away from his family. Tears fell down his cheeks as he pulled out his kunai, Leo's kunai he had which Leo had dropped the day they realized he had been abducted, and raised it high above his brothers head with the butt aimed to strike.
He closed his eyes again, never realizing he had opened them in the dark, at the sound of the metal hitting flesh, the feel of blood dripping onto his arms as Leo slumped against him causing him to truly fall to the ground.
Panic flew through his core as he began checking to make sure that Leo wasn't dead, fear of the hit being too strong breaking through his brother's skull piercing the brain and… Tears welled up behind his eyes causing painful pressure which he forced down at the steady rhythm of breathing and he knew without a doubt his brother would be fine except for a headache in the morning or whenever he woke up next.
His panting breath could be heard echoing through the sewer as he shifted the burden on his shoulders. He would never tell his brothers what he had found, where he had found it, or what had happened to this precious package he had lugged from miles and miles back to his family, his clan. His brothers, he knew for a fact, would be out looking one last desperate time for the lost burden he carried now. His father would be lost in meditation searching the plains for his dear and precious student.
A scoff came to his dry lips at this thought. His precious student. His only true son. The one he cared for more than any other.
"In the end, you're worth more than I am… and I still went through hell ta get ya back, aint that somethin', huh, Leo?" he laughed in a sarcastic manner as he pushed in the combination to get into the lair before he waited long enough until he knew he had no choice but to walk in and face fate.
An unsteady breath reached his lungs as he did what his body did not want: one step, two steps… ten steps… up the stairs …. He shifted the dead weight on his shoulder, Leo, he snapped at himself in his own mind, as he opened his door and quickly strutted in before closing and locking it.
The burden… the dead weight… NO! He snapped again, this is ma brother! This is Leonardo Hamato, ma leada… "Damn it, Leo, I hate ya guts and I can't even tell ya that this mess ya in isn't getting' betta." He watched his brother shift on Raph's hammock to get comfortable, pulling the blanket up to his chest and snuggling for lost warmth. "Leo…" he whispered before getting up a list of things he needed and would need later running through his head.
The first thought was the fact that he had not eaten in three days since he left his family in search of Leo, left his family with one thought on his mind: Revenge. He wanted to beat Leo up when he left storming out of the sewers and into the cool crisps of rain and then, with the soft hum of his bike long since trashed, another tally he had then marked to the ever growing under Leo's name, he stormed with his suit on.
It was then that he came to the decision that bashing heads in was a bet he long since needed and it was that thought that had given him the lead to Leo.
Raph shivered as he walked down to the kitchen with the still fresh memory rushed to his head.
"Ya… ya can't be here!" the man screamed hand over his face in a protective manner. His last chance to save himself, but a failed attempt anyways at the fury of the Nightwatcher looking down at him with each step splashing the water making the steps seem more menacing.
"What'cha mean by that, punk?" the man, the Nightwatcher hissed at, had been found trying to rape some girl walking home from the nearby story. He'd seen the whole thing from the woman leaving with a small wave to the teller at the desk to the moment a hand was pressed to her lips and she was pushed roughly to the wall where the man strapped her arms high above her head.
The Nightwatcher didn't hear the words that made the woman weep or freeze, but he watched with seething fury as the woman's skirt raised passed her hips and the man began to pull her underwear slowly down with one hand.
He didn't waste any time as his manriki-gusari quickly began to spin the air making a noise much like a wasp ready to attack and kill.
The noise, the Nightwatcher knew from countless times before, started the man and woman as Nightwatcher laughed dropping down and into their view, "You know what I hate about rapist?" the man stepped back allowing the woman to pull down her dress and rush passed the Nightwatcher with a smile and a 'thank you' to follow in her wake, her food forgotten.
The man didn't have time to respond as he seemed far too stunned. The manriki-gusari quickly slammed into his chest sending him skidding a few feet before the Nightwatcher walked over smiling under his helmet before the man screamed, "Ya…. Ya can't be here!"
This was his first true lead on what he had failed to find with his brothers over the last two months.
Raph jumped as the hand of Splinter touched his shoulder forcing him to spin around and gap, panting, at the disapproving look on Splinters rat features, "My son, you're mind is drifting far too much."
"I-." a hand silenced Raph making him bite his lower beak.
"No words, Raphael, tell me if you have come across any news upon your brother in your long absence in this home." The demand was straight forward showing Raph's masters disdain.
"I found a lead." The eyes of the rat beaded with hope. "I followed it and… I found him…" He had no need to feel praise as he knew he'd never get any from his master who stood at attention waiting for the news of where his 'precious' student was.
"Raphael?" the anger showed in the pronunciation of the word as Raph still didn't say where Leo was. "Where is your brother?"
"My room asleep." Defeat, anger, betrayal, disgust… hurt… pity… hopelessness… all these emotions flooded into Raph as he watched his father rush past him and up to Raphael's room, but he didn't care as he sat down, no longer hungry, and pulled out his phone to call his brothers home, back to the safety of a full family…
His eyes traveled down to feet and he barked out laughing at what he still wore, "Nightwatcher…" his throat closed on him as tears fell from his eyes, but his voice held steady as he made the calls. He couldn't afford to show how much he hurt, how much he was breaking down… how close he was to actually losing it again.
Besides, he lost it before and never was trusted by his family again; never. He wasn't allowed to leave the house without at least two brothers with him. He wasn't allowed to talk to Casey because Splinter thought the human male was a hindrance to Raph's unsteady emotions. It was like a cage every day that he wanted free from… and when he gave up on the Nightwatcher he knew he was thoroughly beaten.
What else could Splinter take from him that he hadn't already done to himself?
"Yeah," he said. "He hasn't taken that last bit of dignity I earned when I found ma brother." He stood up and headed to the couch stripping the suit off and folding it up tightly into a ball. This would be the last time he ever was that free… he'd never be able to go topside again… not when Splinter saw what Raphael had done to his precious, beloved, and never done a fault brother wrapped snuggly in a ball on Raphael's own hammock, in Raph's own blankets, not worn out a bit because he was out cold on Raph's back who struggled every inch of the way to keep and carry his brother home to his family that excluded Raphael himself ever since Leo had returned from the jungle.
He didn't know how long he sat on the couch staring at the blank TV's, but soon he could hear Mikey and Don's nervous and scared whispers as they came into the lair stopping as they spotted Raph lost in some world they could easily snap him out of.
"Raph?" Mikey called from the door making the red banded turtles head snap up to look at him from the couch. "Are you okay?" Raph nodded as he pointed to his room, Don took the hint as he rushed off, a hesitant Mikey behind him watching a bit shifting his gaze from Raph's room to Raph himself.
"Go, fearless is waitin' with Masta Splinta." Raph stated turning to stare again at the TV's with a dead pained expression to be bared on his face.
Mikey nodded as he left after Don up to Raph's room where Splinter, Raph flinched, greeted them with a warm happy welcome.
He wasn't welcomed in their presence at this joyous and reuniting moment. He wasn't a part of this 'family' that had found their missing brother. His eyes closed as his mirthless chuckle was all that greeted him in the dark expanse of a once loving home while he crawled and snuggled onto the couch thinking of how happy he was that at least he did one thing right… Splinter couldn't deny him that small fact.