Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT. They're just staring in my own story. They aren't getting paid and nether am I. I do own however Jeanetta Patterson and Monica Patterson.

And a Thank You goes to Mikell for beta reading.

A/N: What nobody like? Come on…tell me do you like or what?

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Jean was happy and upset at the same time. She was going to go topside but the catch was that Raphael was going to take her. She pulled a thin sweater over her head and she hurried down stairs and met Raphael at the stairs. He didn't even look at her but that was fine by her.

Splinter was standing in the doorway of his room. "The two of you may leave at any time. Keep close and don't go too far."

"Yes Sensei," Raph said nodded before heading to one of the exits without saying a word to Jean.

Jean rolled her eyes but followed him. She followed him through the twists and turns of the sewers. Jean counted the twists and turns and she saw that this exit was one of the easy ones. She followed him to a ladder. Raphael motioned for her to wait and began to climb. Jean heard the slight scraping sound of a manhole sliding open. There was a pause and then Raphael whistled down at her. Jean flipped the hood up over her head and climbed up. She poked her head out of the hole and looked around. It was late at night and she inhaled the smell of the city.

"Come on." Raphael snarled.

She snarled back and followed him to a short while before coming to a stop spying a fire escape not too far away down a nearby alley. It was quiet down this one. Empty. Raphael made his way toward the fire escape, Jean following him.

They clambered cautiously up the ladder. They made it to the roof. And Jean looked out over the sleepy city. New York was indeed the city that never slept, but they were far downtown and the building that they were on seemed empty. Raphael moved away and crouched down away from her. Jean dismissed him and moved to the edge, looking out over the city. It was quiet, tranquil almost, even though it was slightly warm. Jean moved around on the roof, her natural and new-found cat's curiosity having her to nose into everything. She finally grew bored of that and settled down in a cat's crouch staring out over the city. Raphael was content for the moment. She sent a somewhat wary glance towards the aforementioned turtle. She though on the fights that they had. Both the arguments were each other's fault. Raphael or her never backed down from any argument.

Maybe she could try to make amends with him. She stepped out of the shadows and sat next to him on the left side. Raphael noticed, but ignored her. She stared out in the direction that he was staring at. "Raphael, I'm not going to apologize, but I do want to say, this fighting that we do… it is getting stupid. You get on my nerves and I apparently get on yours. You think…maybe we can try to be friends?" Jean noticed the slightly surprised look on his face and smiled but it faded when he glared at her.

"Well, sorry kitten, but I'm not interested in being friends."

Jean's ears drooped a little inside her hood as well a her tail dropping. "You… you don't…?"

"No way- I don't need any girlish attachments."

"Oh, really? So you just what to mope and punch your little moody heart out and moan and groan because the humans that you save take one look at you and scream? And here I am trying to settle some of this hate between us and then have the nerve to put me down like I'm some sort of verbal punching bag?! Who do you think you are?!" Jean hissed at him.

Raphael's eyes grew large. Shock and surprise were written all over his face. His mouth tried to form words, but nothing was able to come out. However, Jean hadn't finished her retaliation yet.

"Who do you think you are?! Here I am changed into this….ugly freak form, lost everything I knew. Lost my mother, no matter how much she hit me and yelled, at least I knew why she hated me. Why do you hate me!? I have never done a thing to you!"

Raphael then looked a little concerned. "Jean…" Raphael said quietly.

"If I bother you that much, maybe I should leave." Jean said, her voice breaking. She pulled up her fallen hood and jumped gracefully down from her perch beside him and began to run across the rooftop.

Raphael watched her and cursed as she neared the edge and gathered her muscles to jump to the next building. She had been trained in jumping but never that distance. He moved with his own grace and ran after to intercept her. He reached out but she seemed to know and she put extra speed in her sprint. Raphael watched in amazement as she cleared the building and hit the next roof with ease and took off running again.

"Damn!" he breathed and was after her in a flash.

He followed her allowing her to run. She had more freedom out in the open and was able to use all that Master Splinter had been teaching her. As he followed, keeping her in sight he thought on how he had been treating her. He had been rather mean to her. He began to feel ashamed- really ashamed for how he had been acting to her. I'm such a low life… he thought.

He abandoned those thoughts and continued to watch and follow her. She was doing surprisingly well. She vaulted over the roofs to the next with ease but it was time to cut this chase short. He moved in but a motion caught his eye. It wasn't much, just a shadow near a chimney but they had long since learned that even shadows could turn out to be dangerous. Right then some shurikens flew out from the shadows. Raphael whipped his sais out and knocked them away.

Jean landed on the roof. She knew that Raphael was following her but she didn't care. She needed to run. She took a deep breath and as she began to run again she heard four metallic clangs. She slid to a stop and turned around. She gaped soundlessly at the ten figures that were surrounding Raphael. She began to head back and jumped back on the roof. She climbed easily on top of a air pipe. She walked silently over the top of them.

When she was over the head of one she dropped down and landed right on his head. He dropped and from there she jumped and landed beside Raphael. He glared at her but didn't say a word. Unconsciously, they moved closer together, each warily scanning the surrounding rooftops.

Jean didn't know who they were and why they were attacking. At first it she thought that they were after her but they seemed just as surprised as her. At first she worried because she didn't have a weapon and she wasn't as strong as the turtles, but she remembered her claws. A fist flew at her and she lashed back out with her right hand and dug four two inch razor sharp claws into the human's face. He fell back howling holding his cheek. Another flashed a sword at her and she jumped straight up and when she came back down she came at an angle. She hit the blade on it's flat side just as he had turned it to swipe at her.

The force sent him reeling and into two others.

Kill two birds with one stone. She thought with satisfaction. Her ears cocked back as she picked up a sound. She ducked just as a metal ball with a chain attached shoot over her head. She spun around still in a crouch and dropped to all fours and took off after him. She pounced and the force sent the man backwards. His head hit the concrete with a sickening crunch. The smell of blood filled her nose and her ears flattened against her head as her tail whipped back and forth in anger. She opened her mouth to sink her fangs into the man's neck.

A hand came down on her shoulder and she jumped. She turned her head and looked up.

Raphael was looking down at her. She couldn't read the expression in his amber eyes.

She looked back down at the man she was still sitting on. A pool of blood had spread out from under his head. There was another smell. It was a lot like raw pork. Jean stood up and when she did the movement shifted the man's head. When his head rolled she saw that the back of his head was flat and the different smell was the brain that oozed out and was collected in the man's hood.

She stood up and looked up at Raphael. His jaw was set as he stared at her. She opened to her mouth but he shook his head.

"Don't think about it. It's easier to just accept."

She nodded and followed when Raphael beckon. She followed him down the fire escape and onto the streets. They went to the nearest manhole and in seconds was walking through the city's sewers. She followed Raphael and as she did she thought back to the attack. I just killed. She waited, but no big shock hit her. I don't feel bad about it. Don't really think there's anything so wrong about it. It was for survival. They attacked us first.

While they were walking in the sewers, her ears pitched forward when she heard Raph sigh. She placed a hand on his left shoulder. He ignored her. "I accept it. I don't really care. Does that make it wrong?"

Raph was surprised at first, but he turned to look at her. "No." his answer was short and gruff but this time he slowed until Jean was walking beside him. As they entered the lair, they heard voices.

"Where do you think they went?"

"I have no idea. Master Splinter had said only two hours. It has been over that."

When they entered Jean saw Leo and Don in the main room. They turned upon hearing their footsteps. Donnie's eyes widened when he saw the blood stains on Jean's grey sweater. Donny rushed over, closely followed by Leo. Jean allowed the purple-banded turtle to fuss for a few seconds. Leo, on the other hand remained calm and reserved.

"We're fine. It's not my blood Donnie." Jean reassured him.

Donnie backed off.

"What happened?"

"Whadda ya think?" Raphael all but snarled. He shot a burning glance in his older brother's direction. Raph reluctantly recounted the events of the night. Donatello listened intently, which helped to sooth his temper further.

"What is this Foot, anyway?" Jean asked.

"Are you kidding?" Mikey said. He had come in while Raphael had been talking. "You haven't heard about the biggest crime circle in New York."

Jean shook her head. "I lived the sheltered life, remember?"

"Well, the Foot work in secrecy," Leo said. "They are behind a lot of the crimes that happen here. And it is our duty to stop them."

"Hmmph," Raph mumbled. Leo gave him a warning look.

"There is more to our story then you know," a voice spoke out. Jean turned to see Splinter coming out of his room. Jean listened attentively as he told them how the head of the foot, a villainous man by the name of Orko Saki slayed his master, Hamato Yoshi. Yoshi had been guarding a secret. One that he had taken to his grave.

"They sound like a mafia or something," Jean concluded.

"They are more dangerous than any crime organization. They are cunning, swift and highly trained in the martial arts," Splinter finished.

"Hence why we got to train as hard as we do," Leo explained. "We got to keep an eye out for the Foot. Our first run in had almost destroyed us."

"Well, I guess the ones we ran into were just out of training or something." Jean smirked.

Leo turned to look intently at her. "What do you mean?"

"I was able to take I think three down." she didn't mentioned that she had killed the last one.

"You fought?" Leo asked. He turned his hazel eyes to Raphael. "She fought?"

"It wasn't like I could stop her. She had just jumped in. There was not time to have her sit it out Leo. Besides she held her own without any weapons. Master Splinter had done good by teaching her. She may be ready to face us in the training sessions."