~ Okay I remembered something. Not right now but later the rating will be moving up, I'm not exactly sure where to yet. Aside from that here's the part you've been waiting for.
Raphael, watched Michelangelo and Nancy head out of the sewer. The past four days had everyone scared. They didn't want Nancy to follow Shannon's foot steps. Raphael remembers the night that Shannon had Donatello take her to the movie rental. She was near death when he found her.
After Donatello came running in the lair, everyone went on a search. A few hours went by with no luck for anyone. They separated hoping to cover more ground separately. Raphael was passing by an alley when he heard soft whimpering. He investigated and thought he saw Shannon.
"Shannon," He called out.
"Raph is that you?" Shannon called.
"Yeah," Raphael said. He started to walk towards her. "What happened?"
"Don't come any closer," Shannon almost sounded hysterical. In a calmer voice she said. "I don't want anyone to see me."
"We need to get you under cover, it's cold and wet out here." When Shannon didn't move, Raphael continued. "Shannon, please I can't let you . . ." As Shannon stepped out Raphael's voice halted. He didn't know if he could speak. Her pants were ripped and slashed like someone took a knife and cut them at lots of weird angles.
"What happened?" Raphael finally found his voice.
"I don't want to talk about it right now," Shannon whispered. Her eyes were red from crying. "Could you please take me to the lair?"
Raphael quickly took Shannon there and left her in the care of Splinter. He went back up and met his brothers back at where they split up. Everyone arranged to meet there before they split up. They came home to find both of Shannon's legs in bandages. When she tried to walk it was so stiff. Every step was pain for her.
Raphael shook the memory away. He didn't want to remember what happened, what she had said. Raphael turned off the light and went to bed.