Okay, there is a bit of a connection to this story, and with some of my past, some of my little sister's past, and some of Crystal Persian's past. This story is dedicated to Crystal Persian, and my little sister, I kinda forgot her fanfic penname. It's hard to imagine for some of you, but pre-scholars are just as guilty for bullying just as any other form of school. If you don't believe me, you don't have to, but I am talking from personal experience.
Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT, they belong to mirage, but I do own all the OCs that are in this fanfic…
Warning: Raph might be outta character
Rag Dolls:
Raphael sighed, shaking his head. Another argument with Leonardo, what else is new?
But it wasn't very important at the moment. Raph tipped his fedora from where he sat in front of the playground. It was the first time he ever considered watching little kids play. They were just innocent, and he wished people could stay that way.
His eyes scanned to a nearby tree, a group of little boys and girls were surrounding it, laughing about something.
They must be havin' fun.
Raph smirked slightly at the thought, before he watched a little boy push something into a tree. He sat there, blinking until a small child that appeared about four years of age pushing out of the group.
The tears were visible in her eyes, blood spewing out of her lip. The hurt on her features caused him to sit up, eyes widening behind red fabric.
This was something completely new to him. He thought kids were more understanding then adults were. So, why were they just picking on this little girl?
She appeared normal, yes, she was a whole lot cuter then majority of the kids on the playground in his opinion, but why did these kids her age just go and do something so horrible to her.
He heard a loud sob escape her as she began running towards the bench that sat next to him. He glanced over, seeing a woman hold her arms out, before taking the child into her arms. The woman sent a look towards the children that screamed 'why did you do this to her, she has done nothing to you.'
She was just a small child, getting bullied.
A small child being bullied by kids her own age; It was sickening to watch, and he hated that she was so hurt, so abused by kids that he thought were innocent.
Humans no matter what age would do stuff to inflict harm on one another. From situations like these is probably where the world got all the sickos ranging from sexual predators to serial killers. Or those kids who commit suicide, that choose to stop living just because the way others treat them.
Raph adjusted his trench coat, eyes focused on the small child. It obvious that all she wanted was to belong, but she never received that little wish. A parent's love is never enough, and he would never admit, having Leo as a best friend when they were kids helped him a lot.
He watched for a few more seconds before one small thought came to mind.
The people I beat the crud outta these days, start out with events like this.
It was enough to drive him crazy, those Purple Dragons, those Foot Soldiers they started out with one small action in there childhood, something like what happened to this kid. It just proved that at one time, those guys were rag dolls…
He glanced at the little girl, who was held tightly in her mother's arms, as she brought a tissue to her busted lip, stray tears running down her face. She was staring at him.
Raph decided to do something that was unlike him.
He tipped his hat, before sending her a small nod. It made her face brighten up, if only slightly.
It was all that mattered to him now, just seeing her brighten up. Just to prevent another rag doll walk into the darkness like so many others.
Plus, she was down right cute.
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How was it? I hope you guys liked it! Again, this story is dedicated to my little sister and Crystal Persian.