After having a strange dream, Tyroth and his friends head out on patrol in three groups. Raph and Tyroth catch a purse-snatcher who turns out to be Tyroth's sister, Jennifer. How will this end?

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Chapter 11

Little Sister In Need Of Help

"She's his sister!?" Mikey exclaimed.

"I didn't even know he had one." said Mona.

"Well, we didn't tell you about our families for their protection, so it's not surprising. She is his only sibling, younger than him if your curious. I'm actually second oldest among my siblings, two sisters and two brothers." said Sephie

"Large family you're from." said Donnie. "But back to the current event, what should we do Leo?"

"Hmm. I think we should give them some time alone. This will be a large shock for her, and we don't want to make things worse."

"I can imagine." said Mona "His family thinks that he has been dead for over a year and now he stands in front of his sister, alive but as a mutant. I'm not sure what I would do if I was in his shoes right now. A part of me would just want to tell them who I am and go home with them, while another wants to hide so they don't have to see me as I am." Tears started to form in her eyes. "I miss them."

"I know you do, love." Raph said, embracing her to comfort his mate. "We all know."

"I know how you feel, Mona." Sephie said sympathetically. "But I can't imagine how Jennifer feels. Tyroth was the cool big brother that always knew what to do, she saw him as a hero. She must have been so devastated. My siblings at least had each other, but she was all alone, aside from their parents."

Meanwhile, down in the alley.

"W-who are you? What are you?"

"There is no need to panic, though under the circumstances I don't blame you."

"What do you want with me?"

"I want you to stop stealing. Do you honestly think that your parents would be happy with what you are doing? You're better than this."

"What I do is my business. And why do you speak as if you know me? I've never seen you before, whatever you are."

"Maybe I do know you more than you think, Jen-Jen." Jennifer's eye widened, Tyroth mentally cursed himself for letting that sentence slip.

"How do you know that nickname? Not even my parents know it. The only one who knew was..."

"...your brother who gave it to you when you both were kids." Tyroth continued.

"B-but he's dead. He died over a year ago. How can you... oh no. Did you have anything to do with his death?! You killed him didn't you!?" she shouted, tears running down her cheeks.

"You are closer to the truth than I'd like to admit. In a way, I did end his life, but he is not dead." he said with a sad voice.

"I don't understand..."

Tyroth took a deep breath before continuing.

"Jen-Jen... your brother... it's me."

"Raymond? Ray-Ray? It can't be, can it? Is it really you?"

"I'm afraid so."

"I-I can't believe this, you're alive. Do you have any idea of how we suffered when we thought you were dead? And here you are, running around in some costume, playing superhero." she said angrily.

"First, I actually came very close to dying that day, and second, this is no costume."

"What?"

"I'll give you the quick version. I was dying and the only way to survive at that time was to become... this. My wounds were healed and in the process, I became a mutant."

"But why didn't you go to a hospital instead of becoming a... mutant?"

"Because it wasn't some random murder-attempt, it was an assassination. You remember my old boss at the video-game store, he worked for a crimelord, Overlord, who saw me as a threat after my 'heroic' intervention against my crooked boss. If I had managed to get to a hospital, he would just send another assassin after me, or worse, my family. I knew that you would grieve at my death, but it was better than risking that you would be killed. It was not an easy choice, and I thought about it very long, looking for another option. There was none."

"Why didn't you contact us at least. Overlord died a month ago, when one of his factories exploded."

"One year had passed, I hoped that you had been able to move on. Showing up like this would have opened old wounds, and I wouldn't be able to stay. I don't even think that mom and dad would accept me now."

"They miss you, I miss you, Ray-Ray. We will accept you because we love you, why wouldn't you be able to stay?"

"Because I would have to stay inside the house and hide whenever we would have visitors. And I've made some enemies over the last year, playing superhero as you said. With this new body and the strength it has, I couldn't just stand by while others suffered at the hands of people like Overlord."

"Now I'm sure that you are my brother. You always wanted to help others and stood up against bullies and the like. Wait, if you survived, does that mean that..."

"She is alive as well, and in a similar situation like me."

"Oh... What about that turtle then?"

"That was Raphael, a local and a friend, as well as a professional hothead. We met roughly two blocks from here."

"Why are you in New York by the way, didn't you go to Chicago?"

"Tell you what, I promise to tell you the whole story, but not now and not here, if you tell me why you are here."

Jennifer looked down as if she was ashamed.

"Things were never the same after you 'died', I dropped out of college because I couldn't study properly. Spent most of the time at home helping mom and dad, then I moved here two months ago, trying to move on. But things went from bad to worse, I couldn't get a job and the landlord raised the rent on my apartment. I got desperate."

"So you started stealing."

"Tonight was the first time, I feel awful about it. Didn't want to do it but I didn't know what to do." Jennifer said just before she started to cry. Tyroth put his arms around her and pulled her up to his chest in a caring hug. "I'm sorry, Ray-Ray, I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, Jen-Jen. I'm here now." Tyroth said, shedding a few tears of his own. "I'm going to help you."

"But, how?"

"I have a few friends in Chicago, human friends, that can help you. All you need to do is get there and I'll take care of the rest."

"But what am I going to do about tonight? I stole a purse."

"It will be discreetly returned to the woman. I'm not going to let you get arrested, but I can't cover for you like this in the future."

"Don't worry. I won't steal again, I promise. Thank you, Ray-Ray." Jennifer said before the two let go of each other.

"You're welcome. Just so you know, I've changed my name so that it couldn't be traced to you or mom and dad. I call myself Tyroth now."

"Tyroth? Where did you get that from?"

"Don't know. It just popped up in my head."

"Well, whatever you call yourself, you'll always be my big brother Ray-Ray."

"I'd love to stay and talk some more with you, but I have to go now. I'll take care of the purse, so don't worry. We can talk more when we meet again in Chicago, just keep a low profile for the time being. Okay?"

"Okay. Be careful... Tyroth." Jennifer said as she gave him another hug. Tyroth quickly made his way up to the roof, jumping between the walls and using his wings to gain some extra hight. Jennifer decided to stay in the alley a while longer, just to be on the safe side.

"Are you alright, love?" Sephie asked as soon as Tyroth got onto the roof.

"Surprisingly, yes. It went better than I thought it would. I assume that you have told them who she is."

"She has," said Leo "and you don't have worry, we didn't eavesdrop on you. You have a right to some privacy."

"Thanks, Leo. Could you make sure that this purse gets back to its owner? I'd like to take some time and clear my head."

"You shouldn't be out here alone." said Leo.

"He won't be alone." Raph cut in "I'll watch his back, bro. You did place us in the same group, you know."

"Hmm. Okay then. We'll drop of this purse and head back to the lair. You two stay safe until then. And call us if anything happens."

The five mutants left, leaving Raph and Tyroth on the roof. Tyroth walked over to the edge and gazed at the city beneath him. Raph thought that it would be best if he just stayed quiet for a while, so he wouldn't disturb his friend. After roughly ten minutes he noticed that Tyroth stiffened and began to sniff the air, with a troubled look on his face.

"What's wrong, big guy?" Raph asked as he walked over to Tyroth.

"Can't you smell it?"

"Smell what?" Raph took a few sniffs of the air, but couldn't smell anything.

"It smells like... death."

Raph was about to ask what he meant, when a dark red energy beam cut straight through Tyroth's chest, causing him to fall of the fifteen-story building. The shocked turtle could only watch in horror as his friend helplessly fell and hit the sidewalk, leaving cracks. Tyroth's body didn't move as far as Raph could see, but he had to turn around to see who or what that shot Tyroth.

On the other side of the roof stood a man in slim, silver colored armor with a red visor and the number two engraved on the right side of his chest. His right arm was extended against Raph and in the palm of his hand sat a red, glowing lens. The glow intensified.

"Bloody shell!"

Very mean cliffhanger. And things were just starting to look up for Tyroth after meeting his sister. How will Raphael defend himself against a guy who took down Tyroth with one hit? Check the next chapter for answers.