I DO NOT OWN TMNT, ONLY MY OCs!

It was like everything happened in slow motion. The shot, the loud noise, the bullet striking him, striking Jeremiah. A cry emerged from Athena, as, with all her might, she pushed away from the man that had held her. She pushed through the rest of the men through her shoulder, a new energy flowing through her. None of them stopped her, surprisingly. She fell to her knees beside the fallen, broken body of her friend, her eyes filled with shock.

"Jer!" She screamed, "Jer! It'll be alright, i'll stop the bleeding, you'll be fine!" her voice quickly said as she put both of her hands over the wound. They had hit him in the chest, probably hitting one of his lungs in the process. He heaved, his breath heavy. She applied pressure, trying to get the blood to stop. Sobs escaped her as she attempted to make it stop, she was not succeeding. Moving one of her hands off the wound, she grabbed one of his hands, squeezing it.

"Eh.." He began, his voice quiet. "You...you've done good...kid."

Her eyes widened as his stomach heaved one more time, and then stopped completely. Tears falling down her face, she shook him.

"JER!" She screamed, "JER, NO! DON'T GO!"

Her body shook as the sobs rocked her. She lifted his body into her lap, her clothes and hands becoming stained with his blood, tears dripping off her face. Placing her hand over his face, she gently pushed his eyelids closed. He saved her life, why, why had he. Why didn't he just stay in the tent. She began swaying, trying to contain her sadness. A hand suddenly landed on her shoulder, she turned her head slightly. The hand was feminine, or at least looked it. Turning her head back down to her lost friend, she closed her eyes, waiting for the stranger to lose interest and leave.

"Is your friend alright?" She asked, worry filled her voice.

"DOES HE LOOK ALRIGHT TO YOU?!" Athena snapped back, her face turned into a snarl. The lady had red hair, and was wearing a purple top that didn't reach all the way over her middle torso. Athena turned back towards the body, rocking more. "He's dead." She whispered, her voice low. "He's gone."

The lady put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in. Why was this lady being so kind to her?

"I'm sorry." She whispered as Athena gripped the body harder. She didn't want to let him go, he was all she ever knew. Blood had spilled out onto her hands, pants, and shirt. Taking her hand, she wiped away some of the residue that had run out of her nose, some blood spreading onto her face.

"I know you just lost a friend," The other females voice rang through the now empty alleyway "But we cannot stay here, the cops will find the body and they will take care of it. He will be buried, and not rot in a dumpster" The womans arm had moved from Athena's shoulders to under her armpit, helping lift her off the ground. A small cry escaped her as she allowed her friend to fall off her lap. She didn't want to let go of the past, she wanted to live in it forever.

"What is your name?" The red haired woman asked.

"I-i'm Athena." The green eyed girl responded, her knees shaking as she came to a stand. She was slightly shorter than the other woman, and a bit bigger muscle wise.

"Ok Athena, I'm April," She told her "do you have any belongs that you want to take?"

Confused, she looked over at the woman named April. "...take?" Athena questioned, her eyes growing wide.

"Yes," She said back, a small grin growing on her face. "I have seen you around before, you are the one biting off more than you can chew, playing vigilante."

The wide eyed Athena looked to the ground, could people really see her that easily?

"Now, come on." She began to lift them off the ground, the smaller girls legs shaking. Stumbling, she grabbed grabbed Aprils arm, causing the other other girl to lose her balance slightly. "When was the last time you had a shower, or washed your clothes?" Said April, her eyes looking at her greasy hair and dirty clothes. Athena took the time to look over herself too. A distinct smell came from herself, and it wasn't a pretty one. She couldn't remember the last time she had a shower, let alone wash her clothes.

"I do not know," She said, her voice low "it has been awhile since i've even been in a house." She admitted, looking embarrassed at the ground, her hair falling over her face.

"Well, you will be clean soon. Pick up your stuff and then we'll go."

Walking by Jeremiah's body, she made her way to her temporary home. Opening the flap, she grabbed her backpack, slinging it onto her back. Getting back up, she quickly trotted back to April's side, her eyes still puffy. She nodded, and they turned out of the alley, making their way onto the main street. It was, for the most part, empty. The sound of our steps were some of the only noises made, other than a car passing by.

"Here." April said, turning down a small, dark alleyway. She had been here before, it was usually quiet. The grey stone building to the right was her usual sitting place, where she would sit and think. It made sense now, how April would've seen her. The door to the apartment opened, and she quickly made her way inside, closing the door behind her. The apartment was big, for her.

"Drop your backpack on the table here and go have a shower, i'll find you some new clothes."

Athena blinked, no one had shown her such kindness. Doing as she was told, she set her backpack on the table and entered the small living room, a full pizza was opened on the coffee table. The smell of the pizza was intoxicating as it made her ways into her nostrils. Moving towards it, a few other objects came into view. A Bo Staff was leading up against the couch, and some Nunchucks were resting on the table beside the pizza. Picking up the Bo Staff, she examined it. It seemed like her kind of weapon, but it was missing the blade. She didn't take April to be the weapon collecting type, or one for violence. Shrugging, she set the staff back where she found it, heading into the hallway and into what she assumed was the bathroom. Flicking on the light, she shut the door behind her and began to unwrap her hand hands and feet.

Starting up the shower, she too off the rest of her clothes and entered the shower. The water was warm, it gave her the comfort she needed. Believing her best friend, her father figure, was dead. Everything she had ever known for years was gone, where would she go? She didn't want to jump into April's life, not only that, living with Athena wasn't always the best. Sighing, she wet her hair and exited the shower, turning it off on her way out. Damn it, she had forgot a towel. Whispers came from the other side of the door, sounded like guys.

Narrowing her eyes, she slipped on her old clothes and quietly opened the door. Her blonde wet hair almost hit the bottom of her back as she made her way down the hallway to the living room. Peeking around the corner, four figures came into view. They had some weird things on their backs, they almost looked like shells. Narrowing her eyes more, she tried to focus. April was standing in the room with the four, and each had a colour. There was one with a blue bandanna, and what looked to be Katanas. Another with a red bandanna, with what looked like big forks. One of them was shoving pizza into his mouth, he had the Nunchucks on the table and an orange bandanna. A slight laugh escaped her as he shoved a full slice into his mouth, her hands quickly moving up to her mouth. Damn her and her loudness. She moved back away from the wall, and into someone else.

Authors Note: Sorry I haven't been posting that much, been really busy. Here is another chapter, I hope you enjoy it!