Ch.1

Jumping out of my apartment window I ran down the fire escape pulling on my helmet. This was a normal night for me; get home from the spa, eat dinner, warm up and suit up. It's been almost a year since I started this and met him: the Night Watcher. Ever since we met we've been enemies, rivals and now I would put it as friends. His friend with the hockey mask is pretty funny. Jumping from roof to roof I found the Watcher leaning against the wall where we meet up every night.

"What's up?"

"Took you long enough, ready?"

"Bring it on," I smiled under the shade of my helmet making him chuckle as we jumped down to his bike and listened for our first adventure of the night.

"So how are your brothers?" I asked as I sat on a concrete wall that over looked the Hudson River. I was amazed that he trusted me with letting me know so much about him, well, you know what I mean. Then again how I found out was because he needed to vent, I guess a way you could put it is that I was the one he would talk to.

"They're fine; the geek is still putting up with the horrible job of his. He's a genius I just don't understand why he puts up with it," he grunted as he passed with his arms folded making me shake my head.

"Well have you talked to him about it?"

"No, he won't listen to me, and the goof ball he's fine. Still doing children's birthdays, never thought children were so vicious," holding my gut I was laughing so hard I almost fell off the wall.

"You were a kid once explain that one".

"Hey I wasn't that bad," we both laughed as he leaned against the wall next to me, "How's your job at that spa place?"

"Its fine just good god, I need to put up a sign saying don't do feet," I shivered as he laughed waiting to hear what was coming. Before I could start the alert went off and we were off. Jumping off his bike I tackled a few thugs knocking them out as the Watcher laughed.

"God girl I feel bad for your boyfriend," he commented as he took down the rest.

"Have you not noticed? no guy can handle this."

"No kidding who would want too?"

"Hey!" we both laughed as we tied them up and counted how many each took down. It was a thing we did to say who was bad, and for once…I won. "Oh yeah I'm bad, your not, Oh yeah," I sang as I shook my hips and clapped my hands making him shake his head laughing at me.

"You have got to be the weirdest chick in the NYC," he laughed as tapped my helmet. As he did something was reflecting in the alley way. Squinting my eyes I saw it was a guy we missed with a gun aimed at the Watcher. Something in my snapped when I heard the click of the safety being taken off, everything went in to slow motion.

"Watcher look out!" I screamed as I knocked him out of the way and heard the bullet erupt from the barrel. Feeling a force make me fall back a bit I caught myself and felt a strange liquid coming from my side. Looking at my glove I saw blood, looking up the Watcher had taken down the guy and was yelling at me. I could tell by the way he was shaking his head and the echo of his voice as if he was far away. Loosing control of my knees I fell to the ground to be caught in the Watcher's arms.

"Come on Kitty Cat hold on," he knocked his helmet with mine it was a weird way of showing compassion I thought even though I let out a weak smile under my helmet. Picking me up, I felt the pain of my side throbbed making me dizzy as I held on to his armor.

"W...Watcher," looking down at me I smiled up at his tinted visor, "Could you tell me your name?" running up the alley he thought for a moment and looked down at me as he felt my grip on his armor getting weaker.

"Raphael and you?" he asked as I chuckled.

"Raphael," I repeated as I let it roll off my tongue, "it suits you well…" feeling all my strength start to leave me he growled.

"No, no, no, hold on Cat," he yelled at me as my world was consumed in darkness. Even though I had known him for a year or so he was the closet friend I had in a long time. My family died when I was younger and I lost my little brother in a fire that the purple dragons started. If I did die, I knew it would be near a good friend.

Running in to the lair everyone was in shock seeing me before five am. I had mastered taking of my suit quickly ever since I started. Running around the lair like a chicken with its head cut off I searched for Don.

"DON!" I yelled as he came running out as Mikey was pulled from his nap on the couch. Looking up at me with sleep still in his eyes he laid back down going back to sleep. Not even noticing the dying girl in my arms… were kids that vicious now a days?

"Raph I know you don't like my job but that isn't up to you and…what happened?" he stopped seeing Cat bleeding in my arms.

"She needs help now, she was shot…trying to save me," I finished looking down at her feeling my anger start to swell in my throat causing a huge lump. Donnie nodded and led me in to his lab where we took off her uniform and helmet. When I took off her helmet I was frozen…she was gorgeous. Listening to Donnie shuffle around and inject her with something I was pushed out of the room so he could perform his surgery.

"Raphael," looking up Splinter stood in front of me giving me a weary look, "Your actions have caused harm to this young lady".

"She was protecting me, he was meant to shoot me but she…she," I punched the wall giving out a yell making Mikey fall off the couch completely awake now, "Why did she have to push me away, she wouldn't be in there if she didn't," I felt my heart start pounding as the lump in my throat start to throb. I could feel Splinter's hand on my shell as he nodded and understood.

"So she has been helping you," he chuckled, "I saw on the news that Watcher had gained a friend. She is a talented young lady, I'm excited for when she wakes up," he smiled walking away. 'Splinter knew I was the Watcher?' then again I guess a master would know his student's style…then I thought about what he said, 'Wait wakes up…Oh no she'll…' I was pulled from my train of thought when Don came out of the lab whipping his hands. Running up to him I shook him putting him in shock which then turned in to mild irritation.

"Is she alright, please tell me she's alright."

"She's fine; the bullet went through her side. It didn't hit any organs, your lucky she's smaller than you. If that had hit you…you would have been dead hot head," he shook his head and walked back to his room as Mikey gave me a weird look.

"We have a new house guest," I muttered as he started to get excited. Walking in the room again she was covered up with a wool blanket. Looking down at her I sighed, "thank god" was the only phrase running through my mind as I thought of one of the many important things I could have lost. She helped me with my temper, I could talk to her, and she would even act silly to get me to laugh. Rubbing her cheek I laid my head down and slept next to her, I couldn't leave her…she never left me.