chapter 10

one hour later, Black horse bar

The doors opened, three waitress's stepped out as they giggled and teased then suddenly one glanced to her left and pointed. "Look, someone needs our help." Chloe and Nelle looked to eachother hesitantly, while watching thier co-worker go out of her way to help another.

"Wendy, be careful." Nelle encouraged. "I'll get the boss and he can call for help." Chloe hurried away. Wendy knelt down and assisted the three purple dragons, not realising whom they were. Dafoe lighlty grunted, raising his head and glanced to Wendy with somewhat blurred vision whilst gaining consciousness.

"Are you alright, sir?" Wendy asked, dafoe glanced to her whilst his sense of hearing lowered then heightened as he were experiencing apparitions. Just as when both Chloe and Lance exited the bar, immediately he grasped wendy's arm then lightly dragged her away. "Hey, let me go."

"Do you have any idea, who they are?" Lance whispered, recognising the brand on dafoe's arm. Chloe and Nelle quickly noticed, both kept thier distance until Nelle nearly tripped over the deceased which laid in the shadows, a few metres from the entrance. Covering her mouth, lightly gasped and grasped Chloe's arm. "Oh god, he is dead!"

Lance turned and glanced to Chloe, releasing wendy's arm then approached where she stood and luckily he carried a flashlight, switching it on and pointing it in the direction where the body laid. "Call the polie, Nelle."

Nelle took her phone out and called the police with ambulance. Wendy persisted to aid Dafoe as she were captivated by him. This had given Dafoe the opportunity, and ploy to manipulate the sweet innocent waitress. Lightly whispered to wendy with a sly smile. "Help me."

"Wendy." chloe called, and wendy glance back to her as she gave her a glance of protection from the gang member that only sought escape. "No, dont do it chloe." Quickly swaying wendy away from dafoe and informed her concerningly. "You dont know what he is capable of or who he is."

"You dont know that." Wendy hissed back, lowly under her breathe as she snatched her hand away. The police with ambulance finally arrived and immediately, the officers begun asking questions of who, what, when and how which neither could answer except only what they knew. Mohawk's body was taken away with the sheet covering, Dafoe deeply shared a glance with Wendy as he and his friends were taken away in the back of the patty wagon.

Meanwhile, the splash of water which had swish and pish posh as feet met the liquid substance whilst running through the sewer tunnel. Leonardo stepped aside as he carefully cradled the onconscious woman within his embrace whilst his brother, opened the door and walked inside. Leonardo followed afterwards but unhesitantly hurried to the infirmary which had attracted sudden onlooks from Rachel, Wolfjade and Mikey. Rachel glanced to Raphael as he walked in the lair and approached her side, kissing his cheek as he draped his strong arm around her waist. "Bringing strays home now?" Rachel smiled, teasing. Raphael chuckled and replied. "You are the only stray, I'll bring home."

Rachel lightly smacked his chest, and chuckled. "You are a tease raphie."

"Talking about strays. Who is the mysterious gal?" Mikey wondered. "You boys really do have strange ways of finding us." Wolfjade smiled. Rachel stated agreeably. "Cant help to think that I agree with jade."

"Anyway, the main thing is." Raphael paused and nuzzled in his wife's neck, resuming. "Life wouldnt be as blissful and fulfilling as it is now." Donatello finally emerged from his room and noticed something was heating up. "I must've walked out the wrong time." The loving couples, happily cuddled and chuckled. The purple clad terrapin sighed then retreated back to his room. While in the infirmary Leonardo placed Elena comfortably on the bed. Lightly brushed back the hair strands from her face, then grabbed the chair nearby and sat down.

The heroic blue clad terrapin had decided to remain by elena's side until she awakes, he senses that not only fate had brought her to him but something else is at play. Vowing a solemn promise to the damsel he had rescued. "I will keep you safe, no matter what."

Elsewhere, purple dragon lair. Hun gritted his teeth furiously, crushing the glass in his hand. The alcoholic beverage spilt unto the floor and covered his hand with the mixture of blood, the cuts stung. Brock walked in the room and tried not to quiver as he aproached the table. "Dafoe, elvis and Koda, um arrested."

"What of mohawk?"

"Dead."

Hun turned, glanced brock and said. "Dead? What do you mean dead? Who killed him?"

"Dunno master hun."

The gigiantic behemoth turned on his heel, clasping both hands behind his back as he stared out the window then said. "Find them, bring back thier heads."

Ernie replied, punching a closed fist on his chest before leaving the room. "Yes master hun."