Chapter 10 Ash?

it has been two more days, of constant tracking. each night Pitch got less and less sleep, up all night worried to death about her 12 year old brother. it was a strange sight to see: a suspected loner at sight, tight and snappy, strong and her beautifully mutated faced permanently knitted with confusion and worry and deep thoughts. but yet, terrified about her little brother. as they learned, Pitch WAS a human along-side her brother. they were taken to the TCRI by their dad because he wanted to show them what an office was like, and how horribly boring it was. somehow they were seperated, and strapped down and mutated with caracal DNA. as for their dad, they hoped for the best of his human health. they have been trying to get in touch with their dad for weeks, trying to bust him out on their own, only using knowlage, comman sense, and a lot of pure hunter skill.

Mikey has taken a strange liking to her, he managed to get her out of her silent like trance of worry and anger, get her to socilize, talk, even joke around for short periods of time. seemed like she was terribly greatful for somone to talk to. she still called Leo Leonard. still looked at Donnie in discust, and didn't really like to talk to Raph. it seemed Raph was still suspicious over her, and she could sense that, so they left eachother alone. no one objected.

"this is it." Leo stopped in front of a large skyscraper, maybe 100 floors, maybe more.

"what are we waiting for? LETS GO- ACK!" Leo snatched her by the scruff of her neck.

"you can't just jump into somthing like this with no plan!"

"sure I can, I do it all the time. Claws and I ALWAYS jump into things head first, without using our heads first. Instinct is WAY more important than PLANS."

"and look where it got your brother," Leo pointed out stubbornly, realizing what he said a little late. she already slapped him across the face, claws out. leaving three small scratches on his right cheek, Leo tenderly touched the inflamed spot, "okay...okay... I deserved that..."

"darn right you did." She narrowed her blazing emerald eyes. "FINE. what do we do, oh great leader-"

"PITCH! oh dear huntin' trails! what did they do to you?" a voice spoke from behind. they spun around, to see a teenage boy, maybe 16. dusty grey hair, with soft hazel eyes. he was wearing a brown tee-shirt and ripped jeans. with a blue hoodie tied around his waist.

"ASHFIRE SCREECHER! HIW DID YOU FIND ME?!" Pitch growled. this was Ash, apparently.

"I hacked into your phone by text messaging and tracked you down...what exactly are you?"

"I'm a Caracal, now just stay-" then he swept her into a large embrace "uh...here?"

"I SWEAR Pitchnight Badger NEVER go off on your own like that you insane hunter!"

"uh.. sure... your um... choking me Ashy" she said uncertainty. "uh, Leonard, Raphael, Donatello, Mikey... this is my best Friend, Ashfire."

"the hunters back home just call me Ash." he said smoothly. he a shot-gun on his back, and two huge layers of bullets slung over both of his shoulders. making an X over his chest.

"LEONARDO." Leo growled at her, "for the last time it's Leonardo! not Leonard!"

"Leonard, got it. now can we speed this up a little?" Pitch said not paying attention to the nerve she just struck. "tell us, whats the plan?