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Channel 6 News with on the scene with Debra Walters:
Bentley I'm here at central park where a group of teens were attacked, by what the citizens have dubbed the Red light slasher after reports of similar attacks have-*
Channel 12 crime watch!: if the purple Dragons and the foot clan weren't enough for the city a new threat has* Tox news: All I can see is those horrid red eyes! and the t-the v-voices! THE VOICES! WON'T STOP!*
*Community theme song*
a short girl no older then 16 frowned as she sat at the diner counter frowning listening to the fry-cook grumble and surf through the channels waiting for her coffee "quit it Charlie Y'know that old box only has like 12 channels on it! damn thing's ancient! order 17?"
the girl lifted her hand and the waitress put it down in front the girl then walked away leaving the black haired teen feel around for her cup confused and knocking the cup over causing the waitress to yelp when it landed on her foot "Are you fricken blind!?" she screeched there was a gasp as everyone in the diner froze as the short girl slowly looked up showing the waitress her clouded blue eyes.
"Yes, I am actually." all the color drained from the blond servers face as Charlie rushed over "Sorry about that Charon she's new, I'll get you a new one three cream two sugars, right?" he gave the waitress a stern look as she went to wipe the counter and floor.
"It's alright she didn't know...did Cathy quit?"
"No she retired went back to Nevada to look after her mom."
"her Father passed last year, didn't he? her mom must have been lonely"
"Yeah I think that's why Cathy went home, speaking of which are you gonna be alright walking out there alone?"
Charlie gave the teen a concerned look as he handed Charon her coffee she gave him a small smile "Oh, don't worry I can take care of myself." she said walking out of the diner that didn't make the old man feel any better about letting wader out alone what with the gangs, foot clan and now that slasher going around.
"Are ya sure? last week that O'Neil girl was attacked not even a block-" Charlie rubbed the back of his head as the black haired teen was already gone with a one last glance he went back to work.
Charon sighed for the umpteenth time that night taking a sip her coffee trying to keep her mind alert as she navigated around the city looking for a place to sleep and not get attacked, she shuddered as a cold gust of wind blew as the black haired teen zipped up the pink worn out hoodie and the old brown jacket over it all the way up and pulled the hood over her baseball cap.
but, paused when she thought she heard something fall on to the side walk, she put her coffee down and felt around before picking up...a turtle shell? no, it felt odd like plastic the were some buttons and a screen so a modified cell phone? maybe someone dropped it? but, Charon didn't hear or feel anyone walking around, feeling a nervous curiosity overcame Charon as she stuffed the phone in her pocket and decided to track the owner down.
The next night Charon carefully climbed down a fire escape as she had spent the night in a rooftop greenhouse and wandering the same street she found the phone hopping she might find the owner but as she crossed one particular alley she froze hearing two voices arguing one amused and one frustrated.
"Seriously? Leo, yer da last person I'd ever thought would lose their phone! Mikey I wouldn't question it! but, you? Heh!"
"Would you just shut up Raph and help me look? we're up there so it landed somewhere here..."
"From that height? It's probably in bit n' pieces...It's kind of Ironic I'm mean yer telling us to be careful, and there you go losing yer phone."
"Quiet,... did you hear that?."
the sound of screaming and gun fire in the distance "let's go." voices drifted away Charon's brow furrowed as she wandered in to the alley she heard the voices fade away and frowned how did they disappear so fast? she stepped forward and listened around nothing, cautiously she took another step before her foot hit air she flinched back and realized the manhole cover was open did they go down there? she wondered as her feet felt around for the ladder down before climbing into the sewers her sensitive ears picking up the sounds of the people above and something else.
Charon frowned it sounded like a.. TV? she kept walking keeping on high alert in case something snuck up on her then the smell of pizza invaded her nose as she cautiously made her way into a large room "H-hello?" she called out into the room "who are you?" an old man demanded from behind her causing her to jump back in shock and look behind her "speak child!"
Charon swallowed as she turned around to face who ever was talking before bowing her head "I'm sorry I found this weird phone and wanted to return it and I didn't know lived here-" the old man was silent as he listened to her before a an odd hand lifted her chin up "You're blind." he pointed out his voice laced with curiosity as he examined her face "um yes, sir." the old man hummed before pulling away.
"My name is Splinter, how did you find this place?"
"I followed the sounds from the TV and the scent from the pizza."
"What is your name?"
"I have a lot of names, now I go by Charon, just Charon."
Splinter stared at her curiously before patting her on the shoulder and leading her the couch it felt weird like old cardboard and smelled old pizza and her hand just landed on an old piece of something...Splinter came back noticing her discomfort "It would seems one of my sons left some of their cereal out when they snuck out." Sons? he has kids downs here? maybe they were the ones she heard arguing in the alley,
"Would one of them happen to be named Leo?" the rat paused and stared the girl baffled "Yes, how did you know?" Charon reached into her jacket and showed him the Turtle shell phone the old man stroked his beard, it was one of his sons phones "I heard him and another guy, uh Raph? arguing over Leo losing it." Splinter smirked this was all the proof he needed to confirm his suspicions about his sons sneaking out on to the surface "I see would you like to meet them?" the blind girl's brows shot up as Splinter thought up a suitable punishment for his sons.
"do me a favor dear."
"uh yes?"
"be quiet for a moment it seems my sons have returned."
"So that's what that noise is."
Charon sat quietly in the shadows as the whispers of four teenage boys echoed off the lair walls; it almost funny if it weren't for the clanking of weapons and the size of the boys they must be about two feet taller than her, the short girl jumped as the nerdy voice spoke up "Guys we got a bogey, two bogeys?" the other three mumbled what he meant by that.
before Splinter yelled "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" the turtles turned around a terrified that they'd been caught not noticing the girl standing behind their father "You, disobeyed a direct order why have you been going above ground?!" the boys were silent as Splinter growled "to the hashi!" it wasn't until the boys groaned in dismay as they got up from the butt kicking Splinter gave them that's when they noticed their guest.
"Dad, who is this?"