Hello all! Chapter 7 is here! :) I only own my OC's and the plotline. This chapter is...eh...a bit slower than the rest, but don't judge the story based on one chapter...please? Anyway, here it is!

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"What the hell are you doing here?" Hannah whispered, standing up on her bed to open her window.

"Uh...couldn't sleep," the turtle replied. He stood outside her window, looking up at her from the street. "Um, can...can I talk to you?"

Hannah sighed and layed her arms on the windowsill and rested her chin on her hands. "What about?"

His golden eyes seemed to burn under his red mask. "Can I come inside?"

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"I don't like keeping this secret from my family." He had gotten through her window and was now sitting on the edge of her bed. Hannah had gone back to polishing her shield.

"I mean," he went on. "I can keep secrets from them. I...I have before. But..."

Hannah sighed again from her spot on the floor. "I know what you mean. I don't like keeping this secret any more than you do."

He blinked and stared at her. "Really?"

"Well...yeah," she shrugged. "I don't think it's fair. Not letting girls fight, tch."

"If it means anything," he told her. "I think they'd have a few things to say if they knew Achilles was really a girl."

Hannah stopped polishing her shield and looked up at him, confused. "Who's 'they'?"

"You know...them. The...head-guys," he said slowly.

Hannah raised an eyebrow at him and set a fist on her hip. "You don't know, do you?"

"Not a clue."

Hannah laughed, and Raphael couldn't help but laugh with her. He noticed how her smile seemed infectious, how it scrunched up her nose.

"Great," she said, giggling. "We're basically screwed."

"Unfortunately. So...what are we gonna do?"

She stood and set her shield back in its place, then went to gather the rest of her armor. Raphael watched her as she methodically put it back together, laying it out on the floor. She brushed the dust from an arm bracer and bit her lip. She then looked up at Raphael, her green eyes blazing.

"We'll fake it."

She seemed so strong in that moment. She kept her eyes on his, still laying on the floor messing with her armor.

"We'll pretend to fight, then end in a tie," she told him.

"Is that possible? Can we do that?"

Hannah shrugged. "Why not?"

He grinned at her. "Let's do it."

"Yes!" Hannah held out a fist to him, and he bumped his against it.

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Hannah blinked in the bright sunlight of the day. For the millionth time, she wished her helmet had come with built-in sunglasses. Or a visor. Or something. She couldn't understand how the ancient Greeks could even see to fight with the Mediterranean sun streaming down onto their faces. Gritting her teeth, she stepped out onto the battlefield as the announcer called her name. Immediately catcalls and jeers were thrown at her. She shut them out as best as she could, but one call got through her ears.

"Hey, Achilles! You fight like a girl!"

She smiled to herself. If they only knew.

She stared across the field at her opponent, the red-banded turtle. He stood twirling one of his sais nervously. She pulled out Anaklusmos and twirled it, waiting for the signal to begin.

"Fighters!" the announcer called. "Agree to the terms and shake on them!"

She walked up to Raphael, her armor clanking slightly. She held out a hand, shielded with a guard, to him. He took it.

"You ready?" he asked her.

"Just make it believable, Red."

"'Red'?"

Hannah winked at him. "Let's do this thing."

A/N: So...yeah...not my best :/ reviews are still welcome! :)