CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
" Megan, come out," Raph pleaded his headstrong daughter through the bedroom door, " We have to talk,"
" No!" Megan shouted, " you've really done it this time."
" Look, I know I went off the rails, but Glaze attacked you! You think I'd be happy to meet the one who could have killed you?"
The door opened suddenly, catching Raph off guard, " Actually yes." Megan answered, her blue eyes dark with anger, " I thought you'd be thrilled to meet another mutant turtle! That's why I bought him home."
" I don't want you seeing him again," Raph told her bluntly, " he might try and hurt you again. I cannot afford to lose you, not now."
Megan sighed, " I know Dad, but you can't protect me forever…I have to live my own life eventually. You can't tell me who I can or can't be friends with, who I can or can't date….that kind of thing."
Raph stared at her. His Megan dating?? Like that will ever happen!
" I am your father," Raph argued, " I have my own rules for you, I have grounds. You are only 17 years old."
" In one year I'll be an adult," Megan snapped, " So it's high time you start treating me like one!" then she slammed the door in his face.
Raph reeled, shocked. He and Megan had his share of fights-she had inherited his temper and they've had some doozies over the years. But she had NEVER slammed the door in his face before.
There's a first time for everything, he reminded himself but he still felt-hurt. He turned away and slowly walked to the master bedroom.
Renee was awake, sitting up in bed and reading a book. She looked refreshed from her catnap.
" Hello love," she greeted him, then frowned, " Why the long face?"
" Megan and I had a fight," he replied, sitting down on his side of the bed.
" I heard you two arguing," Renee said, " I didn't intervene because I knew you two would sort it out."
" This time it didn't happen," Raph sighed, " She slammed the door in my face."
Renee looked shocked, " She has never done that before!"
" That's what I thought." Raph said, " How'd I get such a headstrong daughter…with my temper?"
Renee smiled, " Just luck I guess." She closed her book and set it aside, " You know, for some bizarre reason…I'm feeling a little affectionate," she leaned over and kissed him gently on the beak.
Raph smiled back, he knew where this was going….
* * *
That night, Megan went to bed early. She left the window open and fell asleep quickly.
A few hours later, she was woken by a loud thump. Before she could sit up though, a hand clamped down onto her mouth. She tried to scream but it sounded muffled.
" If you stopped struggling, it'll make things easier." A voice whispered and she squinted into the darkness. She could see a shape that resembled a mutant turtle. It was Glaze.
He moved his hand, " What are you doing here?" she hissed.
" I'm sorry Megan, but I have to do this. I hope you can forgive me later…" he trailed off.
" Do what?" she demanded and he pressed a cloth against her nose. She breathed in a sickly sweet smell before everything went black.
Renee sat up in bed and shook her husband awake, " There's somebody downstairs," she told him, " I heard the front door open."
Raph got out of bed. It was Glaze-it had to be. " Stay here, I'll sort it out," he commanded as he grabbed his sais.
There was no one in the living room and it was too dark to see properly. He fumbled for the light when he felt a dull thud on the back of his head. Raph slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Stephen Rainer smiled with satisfaction at the turtle. He was out cold, perfect! He jogged upstairs to the Master bedroom and opened the door slowly. His daughter was sitting up in bed, looking terrified.
" Father?" she gasped when she saw him, " it was you? Where's Raph?"
" He's taking a nap," Stephen chuckled and advanced towards the bed…
" Megan, come out," Raph pleaded his headstrong daughter through the bedroom door, " We have to talk,"
" No!" Megan shouted, " you've really done it this time."
" Look, I know I went off the rails, but Glaze attacked you! You think I'd be happy to meet the one who could have killed you?"
The door opened suddenly, catching Raph off guard, " Actually yes." Megan answered, her blue eyes dark with anger, " I thought you'd be thrilled to meet another mutant turtle! That's why I bought him home."
" I don't want you seeing him again," Raph told her bluntly, " he might try and hurt you again. I cannot afford to lose you, not now."
Megan sighed, " I know Dad, but you can't protect me forever…I have to live my own life eventually. You can't tell me who I can or can't be friends with, who I can or can't date….that kind of thing."
Raph stared at her. His Megan dating?? Like that will ever happen!
" I am your father," Raph argued, " I have my own rules for you, I have grounds. You are only 17 years old."
" In one year I'll be an adult," Megan snapped, " So it's high time you start treating me like one!" then she slammed the door in his face.
Raph reeled, shocked. He and Megan had his share of fights-she had inherited his temper and they've had some doozies over the years. But she had NEVER slammed the door in his face before.
There's a first time for everything, he reminded himself but he still felt-hurt. He turned away and slowly walked to the master bedroom.
Renee was awake, sitting up in bed and reading a book. She looked refreshed from her catnap.
" Hello love," she greeted him, then frowned, " Why the long face?"
" Megan and I had a fight," he replied, sitting down on his side of the bed.
" I heard you two arguing," Renee said, " I didn't intervene because I knew you two would sort it out."
" This time it didn't happen," Raph sighed, " She slammed the door in my face."
Renee looked shocked, " She has never done that before!"
" That's what I thought." Raph said, " How'd I get such a headstrong daughter…with my temper?"
Renee smiled, " Just luck I guess." She closed her book and set it aside, " You know, for some bizarre reason…I'm feeling a little affectionate," she leaned over and kissed him gently on the beak.
Raph smiled back, he knew where this was going….
* * *
That night, Megan went to bed early. She left the window open and fell asleep quickly.
A few hours later, she was woken by a loud thump. Before she could sit up though, a hand clamped down onto her mouth. She tried to scream but it sounded muffled.
" If you stopped struggling, it'll make things easier." A voice whispered and she squinted into the darkness. She could see a shape that resembled a mutant turtle. It was Glaze.
He moved his hand, " What are you doing here?" she hissed.
" I'm sorry Megan, but I have to do this. I hope you can forgive me later…" he trailed off.
" Do what?" she demanded and he pressed a cloth against her nose. She breathed in a sickly sweet smell before everything went black.
Renee sat up in bed and shook her husband awake, " There's somebody downstairs," she told him, " I heard the front door open."
Raph got out of bed. It was Glaze-it had to be. " Stay here, I'll sort it out," he commanded as he grabbed his sais.
There was no one in the living room and it was too dark to see properly. He fumbled for the light when he felt a dull thud on the back of his head. Raph slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Stephen Rainer smiled with satisfaction at the turtle. He was out cold, perfect! He jogged upstairs to the Master bedroom and opened the door slowly. His daughter was sitting up in bed, looking terrified.
" Father?" she gasped when she saw him, " it was you? Where's Raph?"
" He's taking a nap," Stephen chuckled and advanced towards the bed…