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Snow fun: I hope April will be ok too. I'm not sure how this story will end. I just write whatever comes to mind.
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Andraia452: The banter between the Purple Dragon member and April was a lot of fun to write.
~Raphael's POV~
Everything was going fairly well in Raphael's opinion. He and Casey were side by side beating up some Purple Dragon scum. He loved to see the shocked expressions of new gang members when they caught sight of him and his trusty sais. But watching their faces twist in fear when he began to fight them made him even happier. He would have been done with his attacker if it weren't for that stupid gang member throwing those bottles.
'How many bottles can one person throw? And more importantly,' he thought, 'how does he even have so many stupid bottles?!'
Raph had just knocked out his opponent when a scream pierced the air. He turned quickly and saw April clutching her wrist. He then noticed the blood ooze out from the sliced wristband. Anger coursed through his entire body. He looked towards her attacker in rage and saw the goon lift his crowbar, preparing to swing, his mouth twisted in a sinister grin. The goon's mouth moved as if he was saying something, but Raph was too far away to hear it. Before Raphael could even take a step forward, a katana blade had already knocked the weapon out of the man's hand. Raph turned back to his and Casey opponents, his face full of fury, ready to serve the worst beat down the Purple Dragons had ever experienced.
'You're gonna pay for what you just did!' He thought and lunged toward a nearby Purple Dragon.
~Leonardo's POV~
If Leo hadn't glanced over at April things could have been much worse. He may not have been able to stop the bottle, but at least he could stop the crowbar. He couldn't even believe what the man had said to her.
"Looks like you needed some help after all."
'You'll be needed help after I'm done with you,' Leo had angrily thought as he knocked the man out cold.
Quickly, he turned to check on April, unsure the extent of her injuries. She was on her knees tightly griping her injured arm. Her reaction made him even more concerned. April was strong and didn't let small injuries get to her. She always jumped up ready to go after an injury. Like a few weeks ago when she got punched in the stomach from one of the foot bots. She had quickly sprung up with a powerful uppercut, when the foot bot had expected her to stay on the ground after such a strong punch.
He heard retreating footsteps and knew the fight was over. It didn't surprise him since they had been winning before April was injured, and her wound had simply sped up the process.
'But how bad was April's injury?' he thought. He doubted it was a small scratch because of her reaction. 'Would she need stitches?' The thought made his stomach tighten into a naught. He couldn't stand to see April hurt.
