CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

" Glaze, I really want you to meet my dad," Megan pleaded, " you've been living alone for so many years I think it's about time you met some people. And Dad won't tell anyone about you, I promise."

Glaze hesitated. He's already broken one rule, so why not break another? His Master still wasn't home yet so he didn't have to know. As long as Glaze was really careful…

" All right then, I'll meet your family." Glaze sighed.

Megan grinned, " Great! Let's go," she grabbed his arm and they both ran back towards the farmhouse.

" Stay here," Megan whispered to him, " I'll go get him," she disappeared into the house and Glaze was starting to have second thoughts…

" Dad?" Megan entered the kitchen to find her father eating some potato chips out of a bowl and drinking a beer.

" yes sweetie?"

" Where's Mom?"

" Taking a nap." Raph shoved the bowl over to her, " Chips?"

" No thanks…Dad, I want you to come outside for a minute. There's something I have to show you."

Raph raised an eye ridge, " You sound mysterious," he commented.

" C'mon," Megan urged and he got up to follow her out to the back porch, " Dad, meet Glaze," she said and Raph's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open. Standing on the porch was a mutant turtle!

" What…I mean, where did it come from?" Raph demanded her after finding his voice.

" I found him," Megan paused, " or he found me. Glaze, this is my father, Raphael."

" How do you do?" Glaze held out his hand but Raph made no move to shake it. Feeling uncomfortable with the whole situation, Glaze wanted to flee.

Raph's eyes narrowed suspiciously, " What do you mean he found you?" then it dawned on him, " He wasn't the one who attacked you?" without waiting for an answer, Raph threw down his beer can and shoved Glaze in the chest, " Get off my property…how dare you attack my daughter?"

" Dad!" Megan protested but Raph ignored her, fury starting to build. He shoved at the turtle again, sending him reeling off the porch, but he easily kept his balance. He didn't look at all frightened by Raph and this made him even more angrier.

" Didn't you hear what I just said? Get lost!" Raph barked at him.

" Don't listen to him Glaze, he thinks you were the one who attacked me," Megan told Glaze.

Glaze turned his gaze to Raph, his dark eyes piercing, " I am not afraid of him," he told her. He wished he had is katana…but he left it behind in the cabin.

" Dad, he didn't attack me," Megan protested.

" There's no need to protect this low-life Megs/ There is nothing else in the woods that could have attacked you, I know, I looked." Raph grabbed his ancient sai from his belt and aimed the forks at him, " go inside, you don't have to see this," then he flew at the other turtle, sai aimed for his chest.

Glaze reached up and grabbed Raphael's arm in a deadly grip. The grip was so painful, it forced Raph to drop the sai.

" You fuck!" Raph hissed, " you nearly broke my arm!"

" Do we have to resort to violence? I did not attack your daughter. We're friends."

" Like hell we are!" Raph snarled and flipped the turtle onto his shell and pinned him down with his foot, " Get off my property and I never want to see you again!"

Glaze held his hands in surrender. Megan looked terrified and he didn't want to hurt her father…she might get mad at him, " All right, I'll leave." He said and Raph took his foot away.

Glaze stood up and glanced at Megan, " I'm sorry Megan, but we can't be friends again," he told her.

Megan looked tearful as she glared at her father, " now what you done! Can't you understand that he didn't attack me? He doesn't have a dangerous bone in his body!" she disappeared inside the house in tears.

Raph turned back to Glaze, but the turtle was gone.

* * *

Stephen was waiting for him in the cabin. He was pacing around, looking angry.

" Glad you could stop by," Stephen said sarcastically running a hand through his wavy blonde hair.

Glaze was in no mood to deal with Stephen, " I was in the woods. I came by to get my katana." He reached for the sword that lay on the table but Stephen grabbed his hand in a tight vice.

" I saw you!" Stephen told him, " I saw you talking with my granddaughter! You dim-witted fool, you broke one of our rules."

" I know…and I'm sorry. I've also regretted it," Glaze snapped back. Stephen's eyes went wide at the outburst.

" Don't talk to me that way," Stephen shot back, " if it hadn't been for me, you'd still be a street turtle!"

Glaze hung his head, feigning shame, " Sorry Master." But he wasn't sorry. He was still pissed off about his meeting with Raphael.

" God. Now, because you broke a rule, I have to move my plans forward," Stephen's eyes glinted evilly, " my plan to save my daughter will happen tonight."

" How are you gonna save her? I've met her husband, he's a mean one." Once the words were out of his mouth, Glaze could have kicked himself.

" You met my enemy?"

" It wasn't my idea," Glaze defended himself, " Megan took me to meet him and it had not gone well. Raphael thinks I'm the one who had attacked Megan."

" But you did attack her."

" On your orders," Glaze reminded his Master, " How you gonna save your daughter?" Glaze asked again.

" Easy…by killing Raphael." Stephen smiled suddenly, " And I'm going to give you a job too."

" What's that?" Glaze asked uneasily.

" To kill Megan."