"No!" The man gasped, leaning around the highly tall structure, his shirt was heavily loaded with blood.
"We should move, NOW!" The fierce whisper of the creature beside him jolted the wounded man to higher level of alertness.
After a couple of pained breaths, the young man nodded solemnly, his hand pressed very tightly to the pectoral muscles of his chest, "The alley…" He panted, "there we may rest".
Grim silence gripped the air until the second figure finally decided to give gracious words, "Okay".
Scampering quickly as shooting darts, they ran past the gaping wall, each looked in their path, careful not to kick a can or any other form of debris which might produce unwanted, fatal noise.
To the incapacitated man, it seemed as if dull time would purposefully extend itself just so it could torture him and it also seemed to him as if time was a grand master, looming over him, waiting him out to die.
Once in the shelter of their intended destination, the muscular built man, moaned softly, biting his lip beneath the cover of his mask, he kneeled gradually, trying to compose himself.
The other being with him starred at him with wide, surprised eyes, wondering why he was not calling out for much needed assistance.
"Are you alright?" He questioned, trying to sound serious while sympathetic, they were enemies after all.
Taking a moment to regain steady breath, the Ninja's his green eyes carefully shifted over to the questioning figure, "Yes, I am fine", he assured stubbornly his voice calm and even, "do not worry".
However, he could see past his masculine defiance, to the hurting, bleeding, screaming wound whose shrill screams echoed off the alley walls…
"No, you are not fine", his foe shook his head, a growl lingering in the back of his throat, "you need help, at THIS instant!" The sharp reprimanding brought crisp life to the dull, impending atmosphere.
At this moment, his current ally did not reply as quickly as before, his eyelids began to flutter, as doves taking flight, and his pupils began to dilate, only to snap back once the man struggled to keep conscious, "Please, do not escalte this".
Leonardo only grew sourer, "Ultimate Ninja…for HOW long will your obstinate,stoic pride block everything…everything, including your own life?" The chelonian hissed passionately, taking a step toward Ve.
"There is no pride within me, turtle!" The Ultimate Ninja snapped, feeling his life slipping away in his agony, "just…be silent!"
"How can I be silent, when you are dying beneath my eyes?"
Removing his mask, the Ultimate Ninja took a much desirable breath, "Why does this concern you? When has it ever concerned you?" Ve retorted hotly, getting onto his feet, while slouching privatively against the brick wall.
"I help those who are in need…"
Laughing mellifluously, the Ultimate Ninja smirked, his green eyes seemed to wince with pain, and yet with amusement, "Honor?" The red-haired man inquired, with a certain edge of mockery hidden within his tone.
"Yes…I do abide by honor", Leonardo affirmed, staring at Ve who was now fingering his ponytail in agitation, "sit down, rest, and take it easy while I get aid".
"Leonardo…" Ve croaked, cold somberness crackling off his tone, as he stilled himself, yet still gripping his katana tightly, "there is no need for that, we are already lifeless in our graves".
Then Leonardo's heart lurched, as he saw the shadow leering on the edge of the building, "You, are correct, but we shall fight to the death".
Those words seemed to bring out the last remaining energy of the Ultimate Ninja, his brawny arms flexed with sheer strength, despite his horrid circumstance, "To the death".