A/N: I had to take my story off fanfiction.net to rewrite some chapters, hence the loss of my reviews...so could you guys resubmit your reviews again?
Also, I am Australian and we spell some words differently than America does...
This takes place 2012 and the turtles are 41 years old. Because of a new law passed down by the NYC government, mutants are allowed to live amongst humans. Scientists cannot touch the mutants.
FOUR LIVES: RAPHAEL
SUMMARY: Raphael's wife is diagnosed with an incurable brain tumour. After she dies, Raphael uncovers a shocking secret about her that will change his life forever.
Wife: Renee Rainer
Megan Rainer: 17
DISLCAIMER: I don't own them, never will. But I do own their families.
PROLOGUE
" Ashes, dust to dust," the minister intoned as he said the prayer. Raphael stared at his wife's coffin and silently begged the minister to hurry up and get it over with.
Raphael tuned out the minister's voice and began thinking about that day when Renee dropped the bombshell. It was a day he would never forget…
It was a day like no other day, Raphael went to work as usual, Megan to school. The only odd thing about that day, Renee was home early.
Raphael shrugged off his jacket as he glanced at Renee's car on the way in. Renee didn't usually come home until 6 pm and it was nearly five, so what gives?
Renee was a banker at the New York General bank while he was a police officer with the New York State Police. Both jobs paid well and he and his family were quite well off…considering the fact he used to live in the sewers with three other turtles and one rat…
Times have changed. Raphael thought as he let himself in their two-storey home, I grew up, got married and had a kid. Those times hiding away in the sewers are in the past. Mutants can now live in human society! Master Splinter never would have believed it. Raphael sighed, it was a shame his father was not around to enjoy live out in the open, but he died when the turtles were thirty.
Renee was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the day's mail.
" Hi honey," she greeted him and they kissed hello.
" Why are you home early?" Raphael asked abruptly as he ran his hand through her golden curls, " Is something wrong?"
" I didn't mean to alarm you…yes, there could be something wrong." Renee agreed, her expression apprehensive.
Raphael joined her at the table, he studied her face. Her blue eyes looked tired and her face slightly pale.
" Honey, what is it?" Raphael demanded.
" Well…I have no other way of putting this, so I might as well tell you straight."
Raphael nodded and took her slim hand into his green one.
" I went to the doctor today and he thinks with the symptoms I've been having, I might have a possible brain tumour."
Raphael's face paled. A brain tumour!
" How…can he tell for sure?" he asked her.
" I have to go for a cats scan and Biopsy in the next few days."
" Well, with the technology of today I'm sure we can get rid of the tumour," he predicted.
" Maybe so, but remember, the doctor isn't certain I have a tumour, it could be something minor."
" Let's hope so." Raphael said, " Should we tell Megan?"
" I don't think we should worry her just yet." Tears brimmed in her eyes, " If a brain tumour is diagnosed…then I might not be around to see our daughter grow up."
" We're thinking too far ahead," Raphael told her. Renee stood up and he went to give her a hug, " let's just take one day at a time and don't stress too much okay?"
Renee did not answer and her shoulders started to shake as she sobbed into his chest.
Raphael hated to cry, but tears slid down his cheeks.
Why was this happening to them?
Also, I am Australian and we spell some words differently than America does...
This takes place 2012 and the turtles are 41 years old. Because of a new law passed down by the NYC government, mutants are allowed to live amongst humans. Scientists cannot touch the mutants.
FOUR LIVES: RAPHAEL
SUMMARY: Raphael's wife is diagnosed with an incurable brain tumour. After she dies, Raphael uncovers a shocking secret about her that will change his life forever.
Wife: Renee Rainer
Megan Rainer: 17
DISLCAIMER: I don't own them, never will. But I do own their families.
PROLOGUE
" Ashes, dust to dust," the minister intoned as he said the prayer. Raphael stared at his wife's coffin and silently begged the minister to hurry up and get it over with.
Raphael tuned out the minister's voice and began thinking about that day when Renee dropped the bombshell. It was a day he would never forget…
It was a day like no other day, Raphael went to work as usual, Megan to school. The only odd thing about that day, Renee was home early.
Raphael shrugged off his jacket as he glanced at Renee's car on the way in. Renee didn't usually come home until 6 pm and it was nearly five, so what gives?
Renee was a banker at the New York General bank while he was a police officer with the New York State Police. Both jobs paid well and he and his family were quite well off…considering the fact he used to live in the sewers with three other turtles and one rat…
Times have changed. Raphael thought as he let himself in their two-storey home, I grew up, got married and had a kid. Those times hiding away in the sewers are in the past. Mutants can now live in human society! Master Splinter never would have believed it. Raphael sighed, it was a shame his father was not around to enjoy live out in the open, but he died when the turtles were thirty.
Renee was sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the day's mail.
" Hi honey," she greeted him and they kissed hello.
" Why are you home early?" Raphael asked abruptly as he ran his hand through her golden curls, " Is something wrong?"
" I didn't mean to alarm you…yes, there could be something wrong." Renee agreed, her expression apprehensive.
Raphael joined her at the table, he studied her face. Her blue eyes looked tired and her face slightly pale.
" Honey, what is it?" Raphael demanded.
" Well…I have no other way of putting this, so I might as well tell you straight."
Raphael nodded and took her slim hand into his green one.
" I went to the doctor today and he thinks with the symptoms I've been having, I might have a possible brain tumour."
Raphael's face paled. A brain tumour!
" How…can he tell for sure?" he asked her.
" I have to go for a cats scan and Biopsy in the next few days."
" Well, with the technology of today I'm sure we can get rid of the tumour," he predicted.
" Maybe so, but remember, the doctor isn't certain I have a tumour, it could be something minor."
" Let's hope so." Raphael said, " Should we tell Megan?"
" I don't think we should worry her just yet." Tears brimmed in her eyes, " If a brain tumour is diagnosed…then I might not be around to see our daughter grow up."
" We're thinking too far ahead," Raphael told her. Renee stood up and he went to give her a hug, " let's just take one day at a time and don't stress too much okay?"
Renee did not answer and her shoulders started to shake as she sobbed into his chest.
Raphael hated to cry, but tears slid down his cheeks.
Why was this happening to them?