Oh lord, I have another chapter to plague you with! :O
Lillet's eyes narrowed slightly as she sensed Wolfgang suddenly fall unconscious. She KNEW that she shouldn't have just let him go! Before she could continue in this vein of thought, she was brought out of her thoughts by a friendly green face. "Hey dudette, Leo says he'll see you now." Lillet smiled slightly. Brad and Ludwig were still back home, seeing as she had figured she should go herself and test the waters to see how well the turtles would react to their existence. Michelangelo was friendly so far, Raphael was downright hostile, and Donatello regarded her with open curiosity. Leo she hadn't seen yet, he had been speaking with Master Splinter. She blinked and nodded to him.
"Thank you, Michelangelo-san," she said, bowing slightly. She couldn't see him smile, but she could definitely detect that he was doing so.
"No prob. And don't bow to me, Leo's the one who does that stuff." She gave him another small smile, before turning and giving Raphael a short bow as well before he could state what he was going to do. She had already read it in his aura.
"As much as I appreciate the thought, Raphael-san, I can get to Master Splinter-sama's room myself."
"But if you're blind, how would you get there without falling over something?" asked Donatello.
"Donatello-san, I am not blind in the normal senses of the word. And besides, there's nothing for me to trip over." Smiling slightly, she went towards Splinter's room while the three turtles stared at her back. She couldn't help but grin. Don was bursting with questions, Raph was trying to figure out how to respond to the way she had spoken to him, and Mikey was finding it very hilarious that she referred to Raph as Raphael-san. She knocked politely.
"Come in."
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Wolfgang groaned as he woke slowly. He tried to move, but doing so was painful. He heard a low curse. "Make sure he can't move! It wouldn't do him any good."
"Your wish is my command," said another voice sarcastically. The first speaker made a noncommittal noise and left.
"Soooo... you awake?" asked the remaining person, poking his shoulder, and accidentally rubbing away some of the powder that had been put on his arm to hide the tattoo. "Hey! Donato! There's somethin' on his arm!"
"This had better not be a joke," said the first voice, Donato's, as he came back. Wolfgang was silently starting to get a little worried. Why couldn't he open his eyes?
"I kid you not," said the second voice.
"Hmm..." Wolfgang felt his arm being rubbed, and flinched as Donato accidentally rubbed a bruise. Donato paused for a moment, then continued more carefully. "Apparently he is a member of the Purple Dragons."
"But didn't we see them-?"
"Yes." Donato sighed. "He's probably doing it to provide for someone."
"But dude! Purple Dragons spell trouble for everyone! They're bad news!" Donato sounded irritated when he spoke next.
"Michael, while we know this, he may not." Wolfgang started forcing himself to open his eyes as the two started arguing. When he finally got his eyelids to work, he tried speaking.
"Will ya shut up? 'Givin' me a headache..." he mumbled. The two froze. They were two mutant... turtles he supposed. One was tall and purple, and the other was tall and yellow with a freakishly long tongue. So of course Wolfgang thought the tongue was cool and wished his own was like it.
"You're awake," said the yellow one, identifying himself as Michael.
"Obviously."
"Don't try to move," said Donato. "It'll hinder the healing process." Wolfgang reluctantly agreed and forced himself to relax.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Michael, he's Donato."
"We have two other brothers, they're flying the Terrorpin."
"The what?" asked Wolfgang.
"Terrorpin, play on the word terrapin," said Donato.
"Ugh..." Wolfgang closed his eyes.
"Ya gonna faint?" asked Michael, snickering.
"No," snapped Wolfgang. "I'm just feeling light-headed."
"That's probably due to all the blood loss," said Donato.
"Shut up brainiac," muttered Wolfgang.
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Lillet bowed to Master Splinter. "Thank you Splinter-sama, I greatly appreciate it."
"It is no problem, Lillet-san, we are more than happy to help anyone who is fleeing the Purple Dragons." Lillet smiled and bowed again. "Donatello will give you one of our shell cells so that you may call us whenever you require assistance." Lillet bowed once again and then stood.
"I wish you good health and a long life, Splinter-sama." Leo stood as well and came over to open the door for her. "Thank you, Leonardo-san." Leo followed her to the door, and his brothers followed. She bowed to them. "I wish you all good health and long lives," she said after Don handed her a shell cell. "I will call later so you can ask what you wanted to, Donatello-san." Don's aura became bright yellow with splashes of orange, and Lillet couldn't help but smile at his happiness. "I hope I will be able to answer your questions well." She bowed again and went into the elevator, waving at them before the door closed. As it rose to the surface, she quietly memorized their aura patterns so that it would be faster to locate them in the future. After this was done, she started searching for Wolfgang.
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"I thought I said to take it easy!" yelped Donato as he ducked. Wolfgang smirked.
"I'm not experiencing any pain, why should I? And from what I've seen, you guys could fight far better than you do. Ya have a LOT of unused muscle, put it to work!" Donato couldn't help it, he shrieked as Wolfgang's fist almost collided with his head.
"WILL YOU GIVE ME A BREAK!"
"Breaks in battles are for ninnies!" Wolfgang cheerfully informed Donato. "You can't just call for a break and expect your opponents to decide it's an excellent time to make tea!" Michael snickered. "Ya think it's funny? Why don't ya come join Donato then! Come on! Maybe you'll be tougher when ya tag team." Wolfgang assumed a ready stance, and Michael reluctantly walked to the center of the room. Donato and Michael assumed their stances, and Wolfgang's instantly relaxed. "Those are stupid stances," he informed them. "You're either bent too far forward or too far back. Someone could either jump on top of you and slam you into the ground, or knock you backwards, like so." Wolfgang was suddenly balanced on his tail as both feet shot out and he knocked the two over.
"What's going on in here?" asked another voice, and a blue turtle looked in. His eyes narrowed when he took in the scene.
"It's okay Fearless Leader," said Michael. "Wolfgang's trying ta give us fighting lessons."
"Oh?" asked Leofric, raising an eyebrow. "Why exactly?"
"Well I wanted to check and see if he had healed completely and had him do some exercises, but then he wanted to spar, so I told him to take it easy and-"
"Long story short," Michael interrupted, "Donato and me are getting our butts kicked as we're getting taught." Leofric looked unimpressed.
"You two don't train enough."
"I do so!" said Michael indignantly.
"Yeah, on that stupid 'SuperQuest' game," snorted Donato.
"That's IMPORTANT," said Michael. "Someday, someday you'll learn..."
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Wolfgang leapt across the rooftops, glad to be out of the Terrorpin. Yes, the Dark Turtles had healed him, but they had started getting on his nerves with their fighting and the fact that they he could easily beat them in a fight. This did not please him, seeing as he was more than sure that the turtles could beat him. The clones should at least put up a decent fight! Over his grumbling, he almost didn't hear the voices in the alley below him. "Stop touching me!" one voice said. Instantly, his eyes narrowed and he dive-bombed the one who'd been touching the girl.
"What the hell do ya think you're doing?"
"Shouldn't you be listening to the lady? She doesn't want you to touch her." The leader glowered.
"Get back in your place, mutt. Ya work for us." Wolfgang leaned really close and the leader's bravado wavered.
"Then tell me, if I work for you, why am I saying 'I quit'?"
"You can't quit," said the leader, regaining some confidence. "The only way you get out of the Purple Dragons is if you get killed by a rival gang, or the Boss-" Wolfgang punched the guy in the gut, interrupting him. The others whipped their guns up, but the barrels exploded for no apparent reason, giving Wolfgang enough time to grab a pipe and go at them. At all times during the short, painful brawl, he kept himself between the Purple Dragons and the girl. Wolfgang turned, and his expression became a bit sad as he saw she was crying. Hearing a groan, his expression hardened again as he turned back around and picked up the lackey by the front of his shirt.
"Don't hit me no more!" the guy shrieked, raising his arms.
"I won't if you'll promise to be a good little boy and deliver a message for me," said Wolfgang, smirking. The smirk didn't reach his eyes however, they remained filled with cold anger.
"Anythin'!"
"You tell Hun that today he went too far, and he is once again on my hit list. You can also tell him that if I find any Purple Dragons trying to do what you were trying to do today..."
"Wh-what?" asked the man. Wolfgang grinned, baring his fangs.
"They'll arrive back at your HQ in bloody pieces," he growled. He dropped the man, who shot off, seriously freaked. Turning, Wolfgang hesitantly approached the crying girl. Her glasses were on the ground near her, and he bent down to pick them up, then crouched beside her and held them out. "Hey, ya dropped your glasses," he said softly. "Are you alright?" She looked up at him for a moment, then threw her arms around his neck and started crying into his neck. Wolfgang stiffened and arched his back to try and get rid of contact with the damp bag touching his back. There was a koi in it, which seemed to be looking at him rather intently, but he thought all fish looked like they were staring at you intently. "Uh... it's alright you know," he said, sounding slightly awkward as he hesitantly put his arms around her and rubbed calming circles on her back. After awhile, he spoke again. "Come on, where's your place? I'll take you back there." She pulled back and shook her head.
"I don't know how to get back to where I'm staying, the crowd pushed me into this neighborhood when the police arrived at the fair."
"Well sh- damn," muttered Wolfgang. "I'll have to bring you back with me then." He stood and offered his hand to her. When she accepted it, he pulled her up.
"I'm Ashley."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Wolfgang." He had no idea why she blinked, then looked from her koi to him. Strange girl. "I'll carry ya so we can get back faster." Without waiting to hear whether or not she agreed to this, he swept her up and swung her over his shoulder, then told her to hold on as he climbed back up to the rooftops and started running again.
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Lillet frowned when Wolfgang walked in with Ashley. "Wolfgang, why did you bring Ashley here?" Ashley blinked, startled by the fact that Lillet had known her name, but Wolfgang wasn't.
"You know why, stop asking me to explain." Lillet crossed her arms and bared Wolfgang's way.
"Wolfgang, you got severely injured today, spent time in the presence of four clones who might or might not have done something to you I can't detect, and then you bring back a girl just because she can't remember where she's staying with her family! She might be a spy of some sort!"
"What do you want me to do?" snapped Wolfgang. "Not all of us can be as perfect as you Lillet! Unlike you, we can't tell if someone means us good or ill, through direct or indirect means! Those of us who are ungifted have to take chances, and my instincts told me she was trustworthy."
"Oh so now you listen to your instincts do you?" growled Lillet. "What else are they telling you, O Wise leader? They tellin' ya ta pick up a mate too?"
"THAT'S IT!" yelled Wolfgang, lunging for Lillet.
"Wolfgang no!" yelled Ludwig, rushing over and getting between them. "Lillet's just worried about our well-being! You know she goes overboard sometimes!" Wolfgang growled, but slowly backed off.
"Whatever."
"So," said Ludwig, relaxing and acting as if it hadn't happened. "How was your day?"
"Rotten. I quit, but I'll get a better job, don't worry." Wolfgang had mostly relaxed now, but a frown would inch its way onto his face as his eyes narrowed whenever he looked at Lillet.
"I see. Would you introduce me to our guest?" Wolfgang fully straightened and grinned at Ludwig.
"Ludwig, this is Ashley. Ashley, this is my little brother Ludwig."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Ashley," said Ludwig, smiling brightly at her and holding out his hand. Ashley shook it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too."
Yeah, weird place to cut the chapter off, but hey, the last part was exhausted, and I didn't want to do one more scene jump in this chap. ¬_¬ So yeah! Chapter three! Another chapter of my sometimes questionable story telling. Wolfgang is the one character out of the ones currently in here who has received lots of attention and possibly a ton of character development, due to using him in an RP with Ashley's creator. Now I've gotta work on figuring out how to enter Lillet and Brad's pasts in here without it being jarring. And I have to work on more character development for Ludwig. *headdesk* Ah well, off to write the next chapter while listening to Hayley Westenra and RPing with characters who won't appear in this story for a LONG time... ^_^ R&R please, if you even made it to the end of this chapter. O.o
