Mischief Maker

Rachel reached the alleyway that she was supposed to be in from the vague directions that Alex had managed to give her. From a distance, it looked as if they were just standing around in a circle, as one got closer, the person would be able to see that they had something cornered. She bit her lip as she reached into her fanny pack and took out a vile and a needle along with a blow-gun. She slowed her steps to a soft, barely heard tread. Her eyes watched as the guards shifted. They knew she was here, she made enough noise, a warning that she was around.

All Jason and his fellow members had to do was keep it cornered, and still. It was that task that seemed to be hard. The creature seemed to try to test every person, running to the same one at least once in a circle. The guards shifted, but didn't do much more than that besides blocking it. They were in a closed huddle. Rachel bent down on her knees and placed the wire away. She dipped the needle in the vile and placed that away too. She inserted it to the blow gun and stood up again, prepared. She waited a moment before whistling high. It startled all of them, but the creature took her bait and ran off. She grinned as she headed off towards it.

Rachel never had seen a creature so cute before! Faeries and elves she's seen, but a red creature that wasn't anything like she seen before was a real treat. Seeing how fast it was only made her pick up faster. She had to catch up to it, and when she did it would be hers for the taking! She couldn't wait.

Jason watched her leave with a shake of his head, "She never could do things the simple way could she?" He muttered as he lit up a joint. "Eh, we got the thing out of the way. Let Ian's pet handle it." He gestured them to follow and they agreed. He looked up at the rooftops and smirked. "You best follow her if you want to catch her. When she's focused she won't stop running until she can't breathe." He called up to them. He couldn't see who they were, but he knew that someone was watching them. "Consider that a personal favor I suppose. Assassins would have already killed her by now." He laughed as he walked off. He wondered if the people on the roof even understood what he was saying.

"Wow, aren't they kind?" Casey asked sarcastically. "I wonder why she's doing this." He muttered as he looked over at Raph. "Going to go after her?"

"Hell yeah," Raphael answered his best friend, "I've seen that little monster before!" He grabbed Casey's arm and swung him over his shell, and then took off with powered strokes, trying to catch up with Rachel, "Casey, remember? When I was the Nightwatcher?" he asked.

"I remember." Casey said with a chuckle. "You still looked the same, just clad in gold. I'm going to guess you ran across it during one of your adventures?"

"Boy did I eva'" Raph whistled a bit, "That sucker and I tore up a whole restaurant going at it because I was trying to get the blasted critter off of me! The little devil…" he muttered.

"She's going to have a hard time with that thing then." Casey mused, trying hard not to laugh at the imagery Raph set.

"Shut up," Raphael groaned and rolled his eyes, and then went a bit faster, going along the edge of a building for a bit to sight Rachel.

Rachel managed to keep herself focused on the creature. It was running just as fast if not more than an freaking bullet train and it seemed to never want to stop and rest. A few times she had tripped, but wasted no time in getting up and taking after it again. She knew she was getting closer to it and pushed herself to the last stride, she had to close in on it. She didn't want to use the poison unless it was last resort. Especially since she didn't know what kind of creature it was and what it's heart could handle and couldn't. Even a simple numbing needle would hurt it. And she wasn't good with needle therapy. "Damn it!" She cried out, mostly out of frustration. "Don't you ever rest?! Jesus Christ you're just as bad as Nicky! Ugh! Get back here!"

The red critter knew how to delay her. Zigzagging, hopping over dumpsters, spinning around and going down a completely different alleyway and going down a different direction. It was wearing Rae's nerves and already she couldn't tell what direction was which anymore. For all she knew she was going south. She continued onwards, knowing that she just had to move a bit further. Just a few more inches and she'd have him. She hated tackling, especially alleyways were littered with who knows what, but it didn't look like she had a choice. She made herself go her fastest and leapt into the air and tackled it. She skittered against the ground, feeling cuts and scrapes and things dig into her painfully. She also heard something break, or fracture or something, but she didn't care at the moment.

Rachel kept a firm hand on the creature's back and gathered him up, holding him firmly. "Got you Loki-kun." She said singingly. "I know I'm not allowed to give names, but you are a mischief maker…and it does rhyme." She shrugged as she struggled to get up. Her legs were shaking from all the running, now she felt the after affects of her running. "Great…" She groaned as she managed to balance herself up against the wall as she breathed in thickly.

Rae didn't even realize she had lost air until she stopped. Blood dripped down her arms and she whimpered when the creature moved around. She wasn't weak though, she kept her arms in a firm lock. "Now to somehow get you back to fireside…where the hell am I?" She looked around. "THIS IS JUST WONDERFUL!" She screamed. "Sorry!" Rachel winced when Loki bit her. He did not like the yelling.

"Ha! So you did catch him!" Raphael jumped down in front of her and let Casey off his shell.

Rachel let out shriek, "When did you-how did you--ugh!" Her tongue tied and her mind worked overload. Taking a few deep breaths she decided to ask a basic question, "Did you follow me here?"

Raph smirked, "I did," he didn't bother denying it, it was obvious anyway, "I was about to freakin' dive him myself for you, if you hadn't been successful in that tackle," he nodded at the creature in her arms.

"Sorry to disappoint that I'm not a damsel in distress." Rachel said with a soft snap to her voice. "How far have you followed me?" She asked again, wondering where exactly she accidently brushed paths with him. She should have been more careful. "Never mind that," She stomped her foot. "Now that your here, you're going to help me."

Casey snickered, "You just said that you weren't a damsel." He pointed out.

Raphael swung his hand back and smacked Casey in the stomach, "Shut up, Casey," he said and then answered Rachel, "A little while before you did that exposure thing with your neck." He shrugged, "I don't keep track of streets and whatnot." With a sigh he looked at the red critter who seemed perfectly content in Rachel's arms, "What do you need us to do? Or do you just want me and not Casey?"

"Well leave me in the dust why don't you?" Casey rolled his eyes. "I get it."

"She doesn't know you, moron," Raph rolled his eyes in turn.

It was when Casey had to stare in surprise. "What?"

"Well I don't really know, you know you. Like all your dirty secrets and what not." Rachel admitted. "I just...oh how can I explain it?" She pouted with her lips.

"You know him because you saved him but not because you've spoken to him?" Raph offered.

"Umm…something along those lines," Rachel said with a slight nod.

Raphael sighed, "In any case, you didn't answer my question."

"Err……" Rachel paused trying to think up an answer. "Okay, number one, I need my cell phone out of my fanny pack, but I have something in my arms. Care to try to hold on to him for at least a minute and not let go?" She begged. "After that I'll be good to go…I think…Number two, either both of you stay and one leaves. I can care less with that arrangement." She shrugged. "I don't really mind."

"Casey?" Raph glanced back at his friend, "Please? I give you full access to the hideout tomorrow if you go."

"Alright alright," Casey said with a laugh. "I'm leaving. Have fun you two," He winked at Raphael before running off.

Rachel just stared after him blankly. "I don't think he's going to run into any trouble." She said as she shook herself out of her daydream, "Anyway…you had a reason for doing that didn't you?"

Raphael shrugged, "What if I do?" he looked at her, "You have your secrets, so let me handle mine." He walked around to her side, "Where's your cell at? I'd rather not handle that critter…he'll rip my face off probably. I've dealt with him before…thankfully I had a helmet then."

"Agh, you're going to kill me." She grumbled. "It's in my front right pocket." She looked away with a hot blush, "Now will you change your mind?"

"No. This is safer than that," Raph shuddered as he and the red creature shared a look. He put one hand on her shoulder, "Shift to the left so I can get it easier," he requested.

She shifted, feeling awkward. Her blush was nearly as red as her hair, which clashed horribly. "I hate this so much. It's so embarrassing." She muttered under her breath.

Raph raised an eyebrow and shrugged before prying open her pocket with one hand and attempting to dig out the device with his other, "Do you even buy your own clothes? If it wasn't for the fact your tackle shifted it upwards, I wouldn't be able to reach it in this stupid tiny pocket of yours…I would think you'd wear more cargo pants to fit more tricks."

He bit his lip and then wiggled his "index" finger a bit more and finally the cell popped up and he caught it, "There…I'm getting April to take you to a mall to buy you clothes that fit instead of freakin' cling to your skin. If you had clothes that fit, you wouldn't have been as embarrassed, now would you? Seriously…women and fashion…" he just rambled on.

"Give me that." She said trying to grab the cell. "I need to call someone! You're not calling April-chan. Not yet! And I do buy my own clothes just not in the last past year or so, so they might be a little tight. I don't need you to be a mother right now!"

Raphael scowled and folded his arms but crossed the alley to give her privacy to talk to whoever she needed to talk to, "Damn…" he cursed and rubbed his face when his back was still turned before he leaned against the wall and looked back at her.