I, unfortunately don't own TMNT. Pitty.

Raph reached the lip of the alleyway where the scream had originated and looked down to see a small group of Purple Dragons surrounding a human girl no older than him and his brothers. He watched as she flung herself at Hun, flinching when her hair was yanked, but laughed under his breath when she cut him with her blade.

Raph couldn't help but be impressed at her spunk and skill, but she was in real trouble. He fought his instincts to remain where he was and assess the situation before jumping in as Splinter had taught him, but when Hun drew his gun on the girl, he couldn't keep from acting. His body moved of it's own accord, jumping down from the roof and aiming a kick at the large man right below him.

The gun's fire zinged around the alley, pinging off the lid of a trash can before disappearing into the suddenly silent night. No one spoke a word as Jane's mysterious savior straightened and faced the group. The two men holding her loosened their grip and she yanked herself from their grasp. She stumbled forward and the mystery man reached out to grasp her arm and prevent her from falling, but he had left the shadows to do so.

She gasped along with her attackers, the being before them was most certainly not human, there was no such thing as a costume that life-like.

His face (for she assumed it was a he) was covered in a red mask that made her think of old Zorro cartoons she used to watch with her little brother before the accident, but she could still tell that he was around her age.

They stared at each other, his vivid green eyes pleading for acceptance of his appearance. As if she would run away from the guy that had just saved her life! She didn't even have to think before nodding. He grinned and reached for her other arm, helping her to straighten up, before returning to the situation at hand.

"Hey Hun, whatcha doin' out with a bunch of greenies?" His voice was gruff but light, as if he was mocking the blond giant with the utmost machoness. "These cowards look like their gonna piss themselves." He dismissively gestured at the six young men wide eyed, and huddled in around of their leader.

Hun shoved the gaping Dragons aside approaching the two, Jane's green warrior moved in front of her, as if to shield her from the mass of a man.

"Well well well, a turtle at last. We were beginning to think you lot had given up trying to compete with us." Hun laughed and the "turtle" growled deep in his throat, unholstering two sais from their place at his sides, blades flashing in the moon's light as he spun them aggressively.

"Well I found you now meathead." He snarked. Hun glared, and pulled out a thick pipe from where it was looped through his belt. Beating it rhythmically against his palm, and glaring at the two.

They traded glances, knowing in an instant that the other had the exact same idea. The turtle (she really needed to learn his name) nodded at Jane and, grinning, she nodded back. She leaped against the wall behind her, using it to launch herself into the fray of skittish boys with tattoos. She couldn't help but giggle at the way they all scrambled out of the way.

Landing amongst them, she pulled more two knives from their place at her hips, and crouched into a fighting stance. The guy she had fought when she first entered the alley, seems to shake himself from his daze. He straightened, shoving the others around him, getting them to focus. They do so, but with less fervor than he. They pull out a variety of weapons. Several pipes, chains and switch blades are pointed in her direction. She glanced at their stances and noted their holds on their weapons. She grinned. This is gonna be a piece of cake.

The first one didn't even see her coming, her shoe making a nice imprint on his face before he fell limp to the ground. The third and fourth were the same, a little effort and they're both down.

"Looks like you guys could stand to spend some time in The Tenth Ring… even the losers there could teach you a thing or two." Her laugh was cut short when she realized that she was actually enjoying pummeling these guys into the ground. A quote from her first Ninjutsu teacher ran through her mind - "Ninjutsu is for the defence of yourself and others. It is not to be used in hate, anger, or revenge. A true master does not enjoy the pain of his opponent, he only seeks knowledge and the protection of himself and others in each fight."

Jane paused, recollecting herself with a deep breath and prepared to face her next opponent. He fell like the rest, but she pays his fallen form no mind as she turned to the one that had started this crazy night.

He took one look at her, and seemed to know that despite all the beatings she had taken from Hun, she was ready to go all night if needed. Looking around at his fallen comrades, he came to a decision. Dropping his chain, he pulled out a gun and aimed it at her chest, ready for her quick attack this time around.

"Cheater." Jane mumbled, dropping her knives and backing up toward the fight that was raging between her knight in shining green and the large Purple Dragon.

"Forget the girl! Shoot him!" Jane whipped her head around to see that her new friend had pinned Hun down and was holding his sais to his opponent's throat.

The gunman changed his target without thought, and shot.

"No!" In the space of a few moments, Jane came to a decision. This strange person had saved her life, had fought by her side. She wouldn't stand by and watch him die without doing something. Her body seemed to know what she was thinking before she did. Her mind was still processing the pros and cons of her actions as she leaped in front of the gun's line of fire.

"No!" A gruff cry echoed her own, accompanied by a searing, white-hot pain that tore through her side. Her vision blurred and everything began to fade. She was unconscious before she even hit the ground.

This is probably one of my favorite/most intense chapters, it's the point of the story when things really begin to pick up, and I really like how it turned out. Review please!