Chapter 13
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"Oh hell no." I muttered, before leaping down from the rooftop. I reared my fist as the thug who was attempting to rip off some poor girl's jacket whirled around. His mouth opened to shout, but I clocked him before he could make a peep, watching him go flying, crashing into the other alley wall with a groan. The girl, black makeup streaming down her face from crying, hiccuped a "Thank you!" before racing away, phone already to ear as she frantically talked with a 911 operator. I waited until she was out of the alley, before calling up to the roof, "Come help me take care of this garbage!"
A sea green blur jumped down as I stalked towards the guy. "How's the hand?" Mikey asked, swinging his nunchuck nonchalantly. "I'll live," I growled, grabbing the punk and slamming him against the wall. "But I'm not promising he will." Blood ran down from his, now broken, nose, and he glared at me, although I could see the fear in his eyes. "Did you seriously just try to violate that girl? Are you that sick?" I snarled, and when he didn't answer right away, I punched him sharply in the gut. "S-stay outta it, jackass!" He growled. "See how short her skirt was? She was begging for it!"
"Oh!" Michelangelo and I turned to each other, our fury reflecting in each other's eyes. "Hear that, Mike?" I demanded, and he snorted. "Oh, I heard it. From the way he's talking, sounds like he's asking for something else." We both nodded, then turned to they guy, who paled at the sight of Mikey. "Something like THIS." In perfect sync, both out fists connected with the thugs face, just as we heard sirens heading our way. Dropping the unconscious punk, I have him a good kick to the groin for good measure, before me and Mike raced back up and over the rooftops…
...And I instantly started to curse as I began to feel the pain from my knuckles. Mike winced, "That bad?" I nodded, hissing out as he reached for it. "C'mon, 'dow, let me see the damage." I let him take my hand, and pull off my glove. Mike grimaced, "Oh yeah, that's gotta hurt." "Oh, you think?!" I snapped sarcastically, glancing at the already darkening knuckles. "Intense bruising, but not broken, thank gods." I glanced back towards the alley, where I could easily spot the red and blue flashing lights of a police car. "It was so worth it." I muttered, and I smirked as Mike chuckled. "Dude, you see his face! Pretty sure his jaw will need to be wired!" I chuckled, nodding, then pulled my fist back, shouldering off my pack to grab a bandage roll. As I wrapped up my fist, Mikey ran ahead to scout out for other losers to beat up.
It's been a couple weeks since me and the turtle came to an agreement. Since then, we've meet practically every night, beating up any lowlifes who attempted to commit something. If I was honest, I would have to say having Mike around was helpful, even fun sometimes… but since he would never let me forget it, I still treat him as the obnoxious, blabbering fool he was when I first met him… although, now that I've spent a lot of time with him, I will admit he does had some serious moments… SOME. I shoved my glove back on just as he came running back, "Soooo, guess what I found?" He asked, smiling.
I gave him a look, "Dude, you need to stop looking for cats, just leave them be!" He grumbled, pouting, "Ah, c'mon, they look so cute!" Another deadpan look, and he grumbled. "Party-pooper. Alright, I saw some groups of guys headed into an empty apartment. Could be a meeting of some sort." That was interesting. I jogged over to where he had gone a moment before, looking towards the building he was talking about. "That one?" I asked, and he nodded. "But… there's lights going off inside. Maybe it's just some teen party?" Orange perked up, looking excited. "Oh, I hope it's a Halloween party! I'm totally ready for one!" I snorted, elbowing him in the side, "It's a bit early for that… like, a whole season and a half early for Halloween." Mike shrugged, leaning against the railing, "Never know, Doe." I gave him a look, one that screamed, 'Kindly shut up.'
"What?" He insisted. "You won't tell your savior real name, so I have to make do!" I raised my brow, "Savior? I wouldn't call shoving me off a roof 'saving'." He shrugged, "Like I said… I make do." I rolled my eyes, glancing over towards the party. "I'm going to check it out, just to be sure. You never know." I said, taking off my pack and sorting through it. "If you see smoke, come kick someone ass, Okay?" Michelangelo saluted, "Yes ma'am!" I chuckled, slinging my backpack, gently smacking the back of his head as I passed. "I taught you well," I smirked, before leaping down the fire escape. Going down a few flights, I leaped off a lower level, snagging my hand against a pipe. I started scaling up the pipe, before flipping up onto the levels fire escape. I kept myself pressed against the wall, listening to the party inside. It was indeed a party, as I could tell by the loud, trendy music.
I pulled out my kunai, angling it so I could get a look inside. 'Yep. Obnoxious teens, flashy lights, and a makeout session in the background…' I grimaced at the last part, then blinked when the light suddenly cut out from my kunai reflection. I blinked, then turned my head... a second too late, as the window slid open and a teen slid out, landing on his feet on the fire escape… literally a foot away from me. I froze as he blinked, then slowly turned to look at me. I stared back, jaw dropped behind my mask. 'Why… why am I not running away?!' I quickly started to back up, a stuttered "Ummm.." sounding. And that quickly turned into a yelp as I stumbled over the railing, falling over. I could be easily caught myself… but the civilian beat me to it.
He wrapped a hand tightly around my arm, and put his leg between mine, solidifying his balance as he held me slightly diagonal. I saw a smirk on his face from the party lights, and he raised a brow. "You ok?" He asked, then pulled me up to my feet when I didn't respond. I took a step back."Uh… yeah…" I glanced at the rooftop, wondering if Mike was laughing his butt off at my predicament, or was actually planning on helping me out. Probably the former. "You… should go back to your party, right?" I saw him smile, leaning against the wall. "Why? You seem much more interesting." He chuckled, nodding to my outfit, "After all, it's not every day you see a woman walking around in a black suit… unless you're into that, obviously." I paled at the first part of his comment, "I-I'm a dude!" I insisted, in my normal voice. I coughed, then lowered my octave, "I'm a dude, dude."
He blinked his eyes, one blue and the other brown, then laughed, as I sent inaudible death threats to Mikey. 'Damn you, Turtle!' I slipped my hand into my smoke bomb pocket, just as the stranger turned back to me, "So… There a reason for your outfit?" He asked, curiosity in his voice. "Maybe. None of your business." I said, eyes narrowed slightly. "True," He said, lifting his hand in surrender. "So… You hang out here often?" I was starting to tense. "Um… Yeah, No. I'm not doing this, not tonight." I slammed the smoke bomb down, and leapt off as he coughed on the sudden cover I had provided myself.
I scrambled back up the roof, tackling the turtle down and covering his mouth. "Sh!" I insisted, then went quiet. The teen called out, "Mystery girl?" A paused, then a sigh and as the window opened, before shutting. I glanced over, making sure that he was gone, before I kicked Mikey. "What the hell?!" I snarled as he cracked up. "T-that was HILARIOUS!" He said, wiping the corner of his eye. "You were being such a flustered… well, you were acting like a flustered girl!" He said. I glared, before kicking him again, in a more personal place.
I huffed as he curled up into a ball, crossing my arms across my chest. "Mike! Did you seriously just sit here and watch? What, did you make popcorn too?" He looked up at me with one narrowed eye, "N-No… I f-forgot the b-butter…" I rolled my eyes. "You're a jerk." I glanced at the party, "Seriously! Who knows about that guy?! H-he could be a cop… or something!" I insisted. The turtle spoke up, then smirked, "Aw. Shadow is in denial." I snapped my head around, eyes narrowed. He shrinked back, but still kept that smirk on his face. "Can I be your bridesmaid?" I pulled my hand back to smack him, but he yelped , covering his face, "Ok, Ok! Not the face!" I smirked.
"Thank you. Now get up. We're leaving." I started walking off, hearing him following me after a second. "First off, that was not me getting flustered over a boy. Trust me, I get much worse." He blinked, then grinned, "Oh, So you've been in a relationship before?!" He asked excitedly. "Not relevant." I deadpanned, expression hiding everything. "That could be easily been a cop or something. What guy gets so friendly with a ninja that quickly?" I insisted, glancing back at the building. I refused to consider the fact that he had attempted to flirt with me, that guy has something up his sleeve. "Maybe he has a thing for ninjas?" Mikey asked, and I retorted with, "Then you go ask him out. I ain't."
"Hmm.. well, if you think he's a problem…" Mike bounced around so he was in front of me, grinning. "Then we should call my bros and we can have a huge team up!" I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms, "Mikey, I've told you time and time again… I don't want to meet your brothers!" I snapped, ignoring his pout as I pushed past him. "Now I'm going home," I insisted. He followed me, "Ah c'mon, Doe! I'm just messing with you! Besides, my brother's would love you!" I shook my head, "No, they'll probably beat me up... You're the only one who knows that we've been meeting… right?" I tossed him a sharp look, relieved as he gave a nod. "Good… I'm going home now. Meet you tomorrow?" I asked, and before he could ask, "I think we should by the park. We haven't been there in a while."
Mikey nodded, "True. Later!" I waited until he was out of my sight, then I headed in the opposite direction. Leaping over a alleyway, I landed on another roof, glancing around. Someone was following me, I knew that. ' Could just be Michelangelo…' I considered. 'But maybe not…' I kept walking for a few more minutes, before I turned abruptly, expecting to see the sea green turtle trying to stalk me… Instead, I saw no one. The rooftops were clear, no one around following me… I frowned deeply, looking around uneasily, before jogging off, unable to shake the feeling I had been followed…
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I smirked, watching her run off. 'Should've paid more attention, darling.' I thought, as my camouflage went off from my uniform, making my black outfit visible, a bright red Foot insignia on my shoulder. I leaned against the roof access shed. "Some ninja you are." I scoffed, then chuckled darkly. "Oh well. Maybe tomorrow you'll show some promise." I turned, walking away. I had a report to make to Lady Shredder.
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