Morning, Day Two: Why Should I Care Anymore?
Note: Hookay this takes place in the same time frame as when Jake and Neil entered the lair, told mainly from Leo's perspective. As for the ending I'm gauging that there are only about threemaybe four tops chapters leftenjoy!
Leonardo put down his book and listened; He was sure he had heard something, but then again it could just be Mikey on his typewriter again. Shaking his head to dispel the sudden feeling of anxiety he picked up his book of ancient ninja swords when someone rattled his doorknob. He waited for a moment, but he felt that he shouldn't call out, he could hear someone walking slowly around outside, and knew instantly that it was not his brothers or Rowan, there were two footsteps, and both were heavy.
Opening his door slowly, at first glance of the room he didn't see anything. But of course, looks are always deceiving. Going back in he grabbed one of his katanas, and listened again. He could hear shuffling over by the kitchen and slowly made his way over there. He was almost there when the door to the kitchen was thrown open and he watched as two men held both Donatello and Rowan at gun point.
""Get away from her you fucking freak!"
Leo watched as Don threw a glass of milk at what was now obviously Jake. Guessing that the other one was probably just a lackie. The glass shattered a few feet from Leo, and he knew that it would be only a matter of seconds before his brothers would be up, prepared for battle.
"Not one sound mutienot one fucking sound or you get to watch me slit this delicate, white throat."
When he heard Rowan whimper, it took all of his strength not to jump into action. But he knew that two men with guns was a little risky. And he needed to wait for the right moment to strike. He moved out of sight as Jake began to pull Rowan away toward the exit. He knew he could track them in a moment. But he was more worried about Donatello and the man with the gun.
He knew Don could see him, and as the man raised the gun, Leo moved in, and pressed the sword against the side of his throat.
"Not one move."
The gun started to shake in his hands, and Don began to move closer to take the gun, when he fired. The sound of a silencer echoed in Leo's ears as he watched Don wince in pain. Without thinking, Leo used the hilt of his sword and hit the man on the head. Effectively knocking him unconscious. Leaving him, he ran over to where Don was kneeling, head bowed.
"Donnie! Are you alright?! Are you hit?"
Looking up Don pulled his hand away and gave a small smile, "Just a scratch, nothing to worry about."
"I wouldn't say that."
Both turtles looked over toward Michelangelo, who was staring down worriedly at the two, it was odd to see him without his mask. The youngest had probably just enough time to dig out his weapons before coming to their aid.
"Where's Raphael?"
He bent down to help Leo pick up Don, being careful to avoid the wound in his arm.
"Raph saw Jake leaving with Rowan and went after them. He told me he wasn't comin' back without them."
"Good, right now we need to clean and dress this cut before it becomes infected."
Despite his protests of being fine, Leonardo insisted on Don staying still while he administered to the cut.
"Leo we have to go after Rowan. He could hurt her, or kiwhat if he gets to Charlie?!"
Sighing, he finished taping the gauze to his brothers' upper left arm. Mike had left to go and wake their father.
"Don, I'm just as worried for Ro' as you are, but don't worry, Raph will get her back. But I really can't have you out running around and risk you tearing this any wider."
Standing, Don shook his head, "Raph is a hothead who'll get her killed! We have to help her, now!" Pushing aside his brother, Don began to leave. But was stopped at the door by Splinter.
"Patience my son, you need to stay here and heal, let your brothers go and bring Rowan back."
"But Master Splinter, I'm fine, and we need to find Jake, he knows where we live now. He needs to be put away for good, or else he'll endanger us!"
Resting a hand on his good shoulder, Mike grinned.
"Don't worry bro, we'll find him, and teach him that you don't go one on one with a Ninja and win!"
Donatello smiled thinly, and went for his room.
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Raphael fumed, he couldn't understand how a scumbag like that could get past all of them without triggering an alarm. He knew cops were well trained, but there was no way that he was that good. He heard their footsteps up ahead of him stop; and assumed that this was where they got off.
"Alright, now when we get up here, you are going to behave and tell me where my son is, or else he's going to lose his only mother." Jake's rough voice floated back to him. And he was suddenly very glad that April and Casey had decided to take Charlie for the night to give Rowan a break.
"He is not your son! Not anymore." Came the wavering reply.
"You listen to me and you listen well, there are two scenarios that can come into play here. One, we can go pick up Charlie, and you can come back and get your punishment and then we can be a happy family again. Or, you can not tell me where Charlie is, and I'll find him anyway, and kill you." A low chuckle caused Raph to ball his hands into fists. "Now my little Rowan, what's it going to be?" Raphael had been inching closer, and was able to see them outlined by the streetlight from above coming in through a grill. He was able to see Rowans answer as she spit in his face.
Wanting to move in and get her away from him, he knew that he wouldn't be able to because of the way Jake was holding her. The gun at her temple, one false move and Rowan would be dead.
He shoved her toward the ladder, climbing on, and cocooning her body under his as they climbed to the top. Raphael hated to admit that he was smarter than he looked, but he was still curious to see how far the two would get with Rowan dressed in heart shorts and a sweater; she had to be freezing.
Going over he waited until the cover was placed back on before lifting it slowly to watch for their direction. Using one sai to lift the cover, he used the other to smash out the street lamp, throwing the alley into darkness. Throwing the man cover off, he rounded on Jake, able to see him better in the dark than the human could see him.
"I got two scenarios for ya bub. One," He spun Jake around and leaned in close. "You can surrender peaceful like, and I drop you off in the nearest cell. Or," He grabbed the gun and wretched it out of his hand, throwing it away into a nearby snowbank." I can do it my way."
Bringing his leg up, his foot connected to Jake's' jaw in a roundhouse kick. Sending the officer reeling back. Feeling his jaw, Jake brought his fist up and grinned savagely when he felt the satisfying crunch when it connected. Barely stopping to feel the pain, Raphael rounded on him, pushing his head into the brick siding of the building. When Jake came at him again, he could see that the blood was blinding his right side. Making attacking all the easier.
Rowan watched the fighting, curling up in a little ball inside the large sweater, trying to warm up her already numb body. Jake retaliated the blow to the wall with a kick of his own to Raphael's gut. She could hear that Raphael was in pain, and forcing her stiff fingers to work, Rowan reached around in the dirt for the gun. Knowing that it had fallen near her.
The snow bank she was in was full of dirt and debris from the pavement, and she cried out as her bare knee scrapped against some broken glass. Creating a long gash, and refusing to budge when she tried to pull it out. The blood made an odd design on the snow bank, and Rowan paused to watch as it seeped from her onto the gray snow. Moving from out of the wet sweater, she suddenly found herself very warm, and a lethargic feeling passed over her.
She looked at the two fighting, she knew that she knew them, but in her mind, she couldn't for the life of her, know where she knew them from. She spotted the gun in her hands. Ineed to use thisShe raised it, closing one eye for better aim. Why are they fighting again? Jakeis that their names? Hehe did something badwhat was it? She cocked the gun, neither male took notice; both were locked in a struggle. Who was it?! Why should I care? I'm warmand so tiredI should just go to sleep. With a great sigh, she aimed, and fired.
TBC
More cliffhangers! Bwahahahawhen you said you wanted another chapteryou didn't specify not another cliffhanger!I just could not resist!
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Reviews:
Rene: That's true, I didn't want to 'overstay my welcome' so to speak with a long story that would eventually become pointless. AS for other ficsI'm not sure where the starting point will happenbut it'll probably be more clear as the story finishesas for Doncome ondo you guys really think I'd kill off my fav Turtle? ^_~.
Ashley: I'm glad you like the story!
Lexy8: Yeasilly meI seem to have an unnerving knack for cliff hangers. Although I personally hate to read a story with them, I love to give them ^_^
Pretender Fanatic: Hmmgood timeif you do love Jake, I keep tellin' people he's up for adoption.And I had to put this next chapter up because I couldn't have a reader die from depravation now could I?
Michael: Hope this was quick enough for you guystruth isI'm in just as much suspense writing it! I never know what'll happen one chapter to the nextmy muse's like to torture me that way..
