The impact of hitting the ground from the 25+ foot fall was broken with a rolling motion as Raphael wrapped himself into a ball, rolling her along with them as the my hit the ground. She grunted on impact, groaning as she pulled herself up, the brothers fighting around her to clear a path for her and Donnie to make a run for it. She looked around in panic, watching Leo as he tossed a guy into the brick of her home, hearing cracks on impact. Suddenly Donnie was in front of her, waving her forward. Willing her jello legs to work, fear clutching at her, she swallowed thickly and pushed forward, the toes of her sneakers digging into the frosted turf.
If there's anything she'd give Donnie credit for, it was that he could haul ass. His lighter bulk seemed to let him move easier. She fought to keep up with him, her focus so hard on that that she'd almost missed the figure running at her on the right. Their impact was hard, and both she and her attacker hit the ground, rolling apart for only a moment. Suddenly, she was pinned between a female with pink extensions, clawing at her arms to get a good shot at her face.
Skylar screeched in fury at the sudden attack, and swung up and outward, blindly, and made sudden contact with hard flesh. The woman over her hissed and grabbed at her temple, where she'd landed the hit, rolling off of Skylar in pain. Scrambling to her feet, she regathered her wits and kicked out at her attacker again, making contact with her shin. The woman screamed in agony, writhing in front of Skylar, as she gripped her leg, realizing it was broken.
Skylar was panting, fighting off the panic attack that swelled in her chest. Doing a once over, she made note of the abrasions on her cheek and lower back, grimacing as the realization of them also made them hurt. Hearing a yell, she turned to observe her home. It was smoking, flames burning within. A man in a metal suit emerged, large bags in his hand. He passed them off to an associate in a suit, and whipped back around, towards the fight with Leo. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught her attacker crawling away, towards a jeep.
A yell of pain drew her attention to Raphael, who had a throwing star embedded in his shoulder, and was assisting a limping Mikey away from the fight. Leo pushed a few remaining Foot soldiers back and was then violently tossed by the man in the armor, hitting the ground with impact that she could almost imagine. As if by instinct, she picked up a nearby hand gun and fired at the man in the suit, which stunned him long enough for Leo to pull himself up.
Skylar, as if directed by some invisible force, ran towards Leo. Leo noticed this and screamed at her to turn back, but the command fell on deaf ears. The blood pumped so hard in her ears that the sound of her feet pounding the frozen ground was unheard. She reached for him. Leo snatched her up, her back to her chest, whipping her around as one of Shredder's blades zipped by dangerously close, becoming pinned in the ground. Making sure she was secure, he scooped her up into his arms, sprinting to catch up to his brothers.
Leaping back into the van, he held her close as Raphael closed the door and Donnie drove them to safety. She groaned in pain, and stared up at Leo, who allowed her out of his arms. He gave his brother a few glances. Donnie was unharmed. Raphael was bleeding from his shoulder, the throwing star having met skin more than shell. Mikey had been shot in the calf, but Donnie had already removed the bullet, bandaged it, and administered pain medication.
Raphael stared at Leo, his eyes wide. "Bro, you're covered in blood. Are you hurt?" Leo blinked, checking himself out, and shook his head. "No, this is fresh…" Panic suddenly filled him as he looked up at Skykar. She lifted her arm to reveal a wet, dark opening in her pullover. "Oh shit…" She muttered, lifting the hem to reveal blood stained clothing. Peeling the soaked shirt from the wound, she revealed the gaping slice along her ribs. Leo gasped as he reached for her, just as she passed out. Donnie, having observed the moment, frowned. "So much for unscathed."