Chapter 1.

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Shimmering gold bursts illuminated the night sky as thunder crashed ,causing the Earth itself to feel fear in the depths of its very core. You would have to be a thrill seeker or a complete imbecile to venture out into the slanted downpour that was currently making it's way down from the thick, mucky rain clouds. But there she was ,cautiously trudging up the fire escape to investigate the other worldly grunts and occasionally winces that drew her attention the the now flooded roof in the first place. The mahogany haired teen came to an abrupt halt ,seemingly trying to steady herself on the slippery ,metal stairs. The sudden crash of thunder was obviously enough to put her back into motion ,sending her skidding up onto the roof ,her red wellingtons crashing onto the hard concrete as her chest heaved heavily.

Her eyes narrowed as she mentally cursed herself for leaving her glasses in the apartment. "H-hello?"

The teen edged her way forward ,a hunched over figure becoming more apparent as occasional ,deep voiced ,swears filled the air.

"Excuse me, sir? Are-er are you alright? Should I call an ambulance?!".

The possibly that the heavy rain and lack of glasses would make anyone miss-see something was incredibly high, so when the small teen believed she had seen a shell it was most likely pushed to the back of her confused mind.

"Sir?".
"I don't need your help, kid!". The voice emanating from the figure struggling for breath came out sharp and aggressive.

"Please, just let me hel-".
"Seriously, girl. I'm just resting".

The girl was slowly edging her way forward, that was until the sound of hellish thunder sent her down to her knees. "Seriously! Just let me help you. Whoever-".

The now drenched girls voice hitched up into a slight squeak ,her pale ,freckled face was now mere inches away from a rather dark forest green one.

"W-whatever you are! Hurry up, resting periods over, bucko! Time to get up".

The teen shakily stood up, urging the green skinned figure to do so to. The injured...man spluttered out a grumpy "no can do ,sweetheart". The small ,almost chubby ,girl leaned down, her boots squelching as she done so.

"I'm just going to, uh, oh! Wrap your arm around my shoulder an I'll help you walk!".

The once wavy haired teens voice rang with victory as the green man hesitantly placed his arm around her shoulder. Her hand pressed against the hard bone on his back making her slip out a quick gasp ,but due to quick thinking, she covered it up with a slight cough. They stumbled around a little as the girl ,clearly being out weighed by the injured party, tried to find her footing. The red ,squeaky boots slipping off her feet were seriously not helping her out on this task. Grunting she aggressively wiggled her left foot about, sending a wellington boot soaring over the side of the building.

"Damn, that went further than I though".

The man gave a a slight chuckle, or was it a prolonged grunt? The girl honestly didn't know. Soon after the other boot was gone ,making it easier to stumble across the concrete sea and down onto the rusting fire escape.

"Heh, just a few more steps and we'll be home free, or bound? I think it would be boun-".
"Less yappin', more walking".

A small ,awkward laugh slipped from her crimson lips "sorry, I talk when I'm nervous. I'm not saying that I'm nervou-".

The glare coming from narrowed, emerald eyes made her shut up and practically throw them both down the stairs to her open window. "Wait here please".

She dived through the window, landing sloppily on the floor as she dashed throughout the apartment, skidding to a stop out side a brightly decorated room door. "Evan? Evan you better be in there or so help m-".
"Shut up ,freckles, you ain't the boss of me".

The short teen rolled her eyes. "Stay in your room and I'll do the dishes for a week".
"Deal!".

That was all she needed to hear, her younger brother never went back on his deals. After gathering up as many blankets and towels she could carry and throwing them onto the couch, she ran back over to the window and all but dragged the turtle into the warm home.

"You idiot! Why didn't you tell me you're bleeding so much?!". She ran her fingers through her matted hair as she let out a groan. "H-how are you with pain?". The green figure, clearly some sort of turtle, went to say something but the girl was already gone. A large smash came from the kitchen ,alerting the wounded turtle of her whereabouts.

"I'm fine! Nothing to worry about!".

Several minutes later she came back through ,cardboard box in hand. "Ok, so I don't know how to do stitches but I'm pretty confident that I could". She held a sharp needle in between her thumb and forefinger. "Actually ,no. I'll just shove some bandages on it. Uh, do you want some soup? You look sorta cold".

Her eyes widened in realisation as she lunged over to the couch, grabbing some towels and bundling them up around the turtles shoulder. "I knew i had brought them for something".
"You're not freaking out".

His voice was sure ,it was a statement rather than a question.

"Oh trust me, I've already wet myself on the inside...Wait, pretend you didn't hear that!".

She frowned ,ducking her head in embarrassment as the turtle let out a slight scoff like laugh. She looked back up, her dark green eyes sparking in delight. "Ok then, mr. Red masked turtle guy! Let's get you bandaged up". He shook his head in disgust, obviously not wanting to tell her his name but clearly not want her to call him that. "Fine, sheesh I'll just call you Red?".

She yawned, picking up a packet of disinfectant wipes before pulling one out and leaning down to face the large gash on his ,muscular, thigh. "This might sting a little". After a few wipes and a chain of loud curses the wound was clean and ready to be wrapped.

"Just a few more minutes and you'll be on your merry way, Red. What actually happened to you?".
"..it was just some Purple Dragons with a few cheap shots, nothing to be worried about, sweetheart".

The ,now partly dry ,girl blew some hair hair out of her face, scoffing at the name but nodded as she slowly ,but firmly finished wrapping a bandage around his thigh. "Well, uh, that's about all I can do for it really? Do you want something to drink or foo-".
"Thanks for you know, the help. It was nice meeting ye and all but I've really got to go".

The smaller of the two rubbed the back of her neck, following him over to the window. "Anytime ,turtle boy. Oh! My names Pearl Copperfield in case you were wondering, my friends call me Copper".

Lightning crashed as the turtle smirked, letting out a raspy "Raphael" before disappearing out into the night storm.

Sorry it's short! Let me know what you though ,reviews are greatly appreciated. Feel free to PM me any questions or ideas you have!

-heartburn