Raphael
We took turns running along the edge of the roofline, tracking the girls, while the other two of us scanned ahead and another watched the other side of the buildings. We had to keep backtracking because they took forever at the pace they walked along.
It was freezing out, the ground still held at least a foot of snow and the air stung my lungs. I almost didn't mind not running at full hilt, I hated to both sweat and gasp cold air, it was just plain uncomfortable.
"Uh oh," Mikey squeaked as he glanced over the edge of the roof, "that's not good."
Donnie ran closest to Mikey and screeched to a halt, "Oh that was close."
Leo's head snapped in their direction, "What've we got Dragons or Foot?"
"Worse." Mikey swallowed.
"Well what is it?" I snapped coming alongside him and taking a peek.
"Exodus attacking Zoe," Mikey frowned.
"Whoa." My feet stopped of their own accord as I watched Exodus land a kick to the side of Zoe's head and somehow the determined red-head stayed on her feet. I grinned with pride. That's my girl. Well, maybe my girl.
The four of us stood in a row, watching the girls attack, and counter attack. Karai was yelling at them. Leo stood next to me and pulled out his T-Phone. "Karai, Exodus and Zoe are fighting. Did you tell them to stop? Why are they fighting? Fine, we're on our way."
"That is so hot." Mikey gasped, his mouth hanging open.
"Yeah, it is." I said, watching as Zoe countered and blocked Exodus, clearly trying not to hurt her friend. But I could see the frustration building. Zoe wore a determined, pinched expression on her face, and her moves were slowly becoming more aggressive.
Mikey was right, these two beautiful girls executing near perfect attacks, one in a fury that was unusual for her and the other trying to hold onto a cool that was quickly slipping away, was unbelievably hot. The only thing that could make it better was if they weren't wearing jackets, that and if there wasn't that darn spray of snow they kept kicking up blocking my view.
"Should we break it up?" Donatello turned his head thoughtfully, watching the two girls swipe, kick and block.
Finally after taking a second hit to the head, Zoe's hand shifted in preparation for a pressure point attack. It was a slight change, one you wouldn't notice if you didn't know her. But after sparring with Zoe for the past month, I knew full well, when she switched to pressure points she wasn't playing. There'd be no more holding back.
"Uh, Leo, did you see that?" Donnie flinched.
"Sure, did, let's move guys, that fights about to get real."
