Chapter Five: Performance of Sword
I wasn't able to protect my brother...
But I'll try to protect the ones I have!
It's about us!
If they hurt them,
they hurt me too!
That's the thing that they can't touch!
We stand together or together,
we'll fall...
Rage shook her head and walked over to the turtle with the yellow bandana. "So what's the bandana for, Donnie?" She asked as she waiting for Michaelangelo to return her things to her. "Some kind of blindfold?" She asked in a joking tone; already figuring it out.
"Well, I just thought of it when you said you didn't like to practice in front of everyone." Donatello said in an unsure tone, as he looked down at the bandana in his hand.
Before Rage could reply, Michaelangelo came running back into the dojo with the things Rage was asking for in his hands. Rage smiled happily at the youngest brother, and took her belongings gratfeully.
Rage quickly searched through her bag, and cheered in triumph when she pulled out her c.d. Player. She popped out the c.d. And quickly put it in the boom box; pressing the 'pause' buttom before she put her jacket around her shoulders. The sleeves of her jacket came well past her hands; reminding the turtles of an old Japanese kimono. She zipped up her jacket all the way, as she stood ready before her audience.
"I hope you're enjoying this." She said in a playful tone before she pressed play on the boom box. "Save your laughs until I'm finished okay?" She said as she quickly tied the bandana over her eyes, and got into a fighting position ; waiting for the song to start...
'There's a power in the feeling./A power in the sound./It's rising up from the underground./ Nobody's perfect down here on earth!/And we can rock this world,/For all we're worth!/And I feel it comin',/From the East to the West!/And one-by-one,/We give it our personal best./And we're doin' fine!/I'm givin it a "9"!/I give it a "9.95"!'
Rage began to thrust her arms forward; getting into the song quickly. The foursome could tell by the way she adapted to the beat of the song that it was her favorite. They all took their seats on the side, and watched the girl kick and leap into the air.
'Put your body in overdrive!/ 9.95/ With emotion that you feel inside!/ 9.95/You've got to keep the faith alive! 9.95/ Keep it jumpin', keep it pumpin'. You're better when you start at somethin'! Keep it jumpin', keep it pumpin'. You're better when you start at somethin'!'
The brothers were all blown away at the girl's preformance. The jacket gave her the illusion that was was some kind of ghost; dancing around an old forgotten cemetary. It was just like the night she collided with the Purple Dragons! She moved perfectly to the singer's rhythm, as she got completely lost in the song.
Leonardo knew that Rage was a gifted fighter, but he was really impressed when she preformed a perfect sword hand block with her left arm, and followed it up with a side step and kick. She executed a single handed cartwheel and punched the air as if she were giving her invisible opponent a rising dragon punch.
Raphael smirked and folded his arms over his chest, as he watched the fughter go. "Remind me not to make her mad." He whispered to no one in particular, earning a silent agreement from his brothers.
'It's the hour of the party./ The hour of the beat./ And we're tellin' nothin' but the truth in the street!/ Don't you look for perfection!/ You might go blind!/ 'Cause what you see is what you find!/ It's a don't tell thing, we're showin' around!/ And we're gonna turn this city upside down!/ Just follow the sign!/ Why do the "9"?/ Do the "9.95"!'
Rage jumped to the ground and bounced back into the air with harsh kick into the air. She landed to the ground, and executed a perfect spinning kick. She followed it up with a powerful roundhouse kick that reached up above her head level. She brought her foot up, and landed a sword kick to the matt.
Michaelangelo began to put his hand on his knee to the beat, and looked over at Leonardo. "She's almost as good as you are, Leo." He said in an impressed tone as he looked back at the girl in front of him. "I wonder who would win..."
Leonardo chuckled at his younger brother's remark. "I don't think I ever want to go up against Rage!" He replied in a nervous tone as he shook his hands in front of him. "I will admit though," he added in a thoughtful tone; looking back at the girl training, "she does have some raw talent."
"I bet she could wipe the floor wit anyone!" Raphael said in an excited tone, not being able to take his eyes off the fighter showing off in front of them. He began getting into the song like Michaelangelo.
"She wasn't lying when she said she moves to the rhythm to the song. But I think she moves to the vocalist." Donatello said in a logical tone as he too became intranced by the girl's preformance.
"It's like the song says, "I give her a 9.95"!" Leonardo said in a pleased tone as he looked up at the brothers surrounding him; earning a silent agreement from each of them.
'Put your body in overdrive!/ 9.95/ With emotion you feel inside!/ 9.95/ Got to keep the faith alive.../Keep it jumpin', keep it pumpin'! Aw, you're better when you start at somethin'!/'
Rage seemed to come more alive than when she first started out. It looked like she was finally getting into the song as she jumped and flipped into the air. She brought her right knee to the ground and her fist to touch the matt below her. She looked like she was showing more attitude in her movement; keeping the turtles in a trance.
"I can't believe she's this good!" Michaelangelo declared in disbelief as he rubbing his eyes; not being able to take his eyes off the girl. "I knew Rage was good, but I never thought she was this good!"
Donatello broke his trance, and looked over at his younger brother. "Well, by all human standards, she can't be this good. But she did tell us that she was genetically altered by S.T.A.R.S.," Donatello reasoned with the orange-banded turtle beside him.
"I think she looks like a ghost dancing with the devil." Leonardo said in a grim tone as he watched the girl preform a few twists and turns; looking like she was dodging attacks. "The jacket adds to the effect."
Raphael squinted at the girl's figure and his eyes widened in realization. " 'ey, I think I see it." He said as he looked more closely at the fighter. "Again, I say, I really wouldn't wanna make 'er mad." He added when he saw the power behind each thrust of her punches and kicks. They were so quick, and would most likely hit their marks perfectly.
The turtles couldn't see her arms because of her long sleeves. The sleeves themselves flowed with each passing movement she made. She truly looked like a ghost! It was so perfect and stunning to the brothers. They had seen many kinds of fighting styles in their adventures, but never had any of them have seen such a talented fighter like Rage.
'It's where you stand./ (It's where you stand)/It's how you move./ (It's how you move)/ It's who you are./ (It's who you are)/ It's what you prove./ (It's what you prove)/ It's why you keep the faith alive!/ You're 9.95!/ It's hot, it's wild, it ain't no jive!/ It's 9.95!/It's cool, it's bad, it's chillin'!/ It's 9.95! It's hip, ready to move an'/ It's 9.95!/ Put your body in overdrive!/ 9.95!/ With emotion that you feel inside!/ 9.95/ You've got to keep the faith alive!/
Rage finished with a traditional jump and high kick, following a half cartwheel to the left. She ended her preformance with a mock-bow; earning a standing apalause from her audience. She bowed playfully at them as she took her blindfold off.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're far too kind!" Rage said happily as she laughed at the group before her. She walked over to them and flopped herself down in exhaustion.
"Wow, Rage!" Donatello said excitedly, "I don't know what to say!"
Rage smiled brightly at the brainiac in front of her. "Thanks, Donnie!" She said excitedly. She placed her hand over her stomach. "I think I busted a gut!" She said in a happy tone, as she laughed even harder.
"You're really good, Rage!" Leonardo said in an impressed tone, as he watched the girl slowly recover from her laughing fit. "I've never seen anything quite like that!"
"Yeah, you weren't lyin' when you said you could fight through music!" Michaelangelo said in an excited tone as he tried to copy some of the moves she pulled; smacking himself in the forehead in the process, and making everyone laugh.
Rage pretended to blow some smoke off her nails and rub them on her shirt. "They didn't call me "The Devil's Ghost" for nothing." She said in a proud tone as she smirked over at the brothers before her.
Raphael chuckled, and folded his arms over his chest. "I can't imagine why." He said in a scarastic tone, as he smirked playfully over at the girl sitting beside him.
Rage smirked over at the red-banded turtle. "If you think that's cool, just think of how the guy at the other end of my attacks feel." She said in a challenging tone.
"Your forms are near-perfect, Rage," Leonardo said in a brotherly tone as he smiled over at the girl across from him, "How long have you been practicing karate?"
Rage laughed nervously at the oldest turtle in front of her. "I started out studying karate since I could walk, and I've been hooked ever since." She told him honestly. "For me, fighting becomes second nature. And once I start something, I never stop."
"It sounds like you really like karate, Rage." Donatello said in an observing tone as he looked from his brothers then to the girl. "I can tell by the way you practice that you put a lot of time and effort into it."
Raphael snorted in response. "Oh, great. Just what we all need! Another Leonardo runnin' 'round!" He said in a frusterated tone, as he threw his arms intot he air.
Rage looked from Leonardo, then to Raphael in confusion. "Um- what you goin' on about over there?" She asked in a blunt tone, as she stared at Raphael beside her.
"Nevermind, Rage." Leonardo said in a defeated tone as he shook his head at the girl.
Rage looked back over at the hotheaded turtle beside her. "I'm sorry you feel like you have to compare me to your brother, Raph, but there's more to the story than that." She said in a thoughtful tone as she supported her weight on her arms, and leaned back in her seat. "Fighting styles run in my family. Shino, Tyson and I liked karate, and Neji was pretty much a kung fu master at the age of ten. But it goes back way deeper than you realize."
Leonardo tilted his head to the side, and looked at Rage with confusion. "How so?" He asked in a curious tone.
"My entire family was into the martial arts. That's how my parents met and had me and my brothers. My father's brothers were into taijutsu, Mom was a master at this fighting style called, "Caporia, their parents were into it, and if you trace my human family back far enough, you'll see that it was my ancestor, Mitsuki Katsumoto, was the first one in my family to use martial arts, and it's lifestyle." Rage explained in an excited tone, then she got serious and leaned forward. "And because of all the things S.T.A.R.S. Ever did to me, my strength, stamina, speed, and all six senses have been increased drastically. But with all that, there is only a few drawbacks to the "gifts" they gave me."
"And those are?" Donatello asked as he raised a brow at the girl before him, getting into her story with each passing second.
Rage sighed and arched her back forward in defeat. "The healing trick I pulled earlier takes up a whole lot of energy. I can use it at will, but after a while, my body wears itself out." She told him in a lazy tone, looking up at him with tired eyes, "Whenever something gets broken, my body shuts down in an attempt to regenerate. And because of my senses being heightened the way they were, I can hear everything, smell everything, and see everything." She said in disbelief, "That drives me crazy sometimes and I tend to go berserk."
"But what do you mean?" Michaelangelo asked in a confused tone, scratching his head. "You said you had six senses. I only know of five. Taste, touch, smell, hearing, and sight."
"She means her sixth sense, right?" Leonardo asked as he looked over at the girl.
Rage nodded. "That's another drawback on my part." She told them; lifting a finger up as a matter of fact. "I can see spirits just like I see you." She told them as she pointed to her eyes to prove her point.
Everyone was taken aback by what Rage had just revealed to them. They knew she was different than most humans, but they never realized just how different she was.
"Really? Do you think that's why Klunk runs out of my lab all the time?" Donatello asked as he looked over to Michaelangelo.
"That's a possibility." Leonardo said in a thoughtful tone, "It would explain why it gets cold in certain parts of the sewers or the lair."
"So you think you can see Neji?" Raphael asked in a puzzled tone, looking over at the girl beside him; forgetting his frusteration.
Rage sighed and hung her head. "I haven't seen him since he died. My guess is he probably already knew I'd be able to survive on my own, so he's probably already moved on by now..." She replied in a quiet tone.
"You don't have to be alone anymore, Rage." Leonardo said in a reasurring tone, as he offered the girl a brotherly smile. "We'll be your friends from now on."
Michaelangelo cheered happily as he raised a fist into the air. "Yeah, Rage! Stick with us, and you'll go far!" He said, jumping up and running around the group excitedly.
"You're all very sweet!" Rage said happily as a few tears fell from her eyes. "I'm so happy. I finally have friends now."
"And you won't have to be alone anymore, either!" Donatello said as a matter of fact, leaning forward and smiling at the girl in front of him.
Leonardo snapped his fingers and looked around at everyone around him. "Why don't we take you home? I'm sure you have someone waiting for you." He suggested, getting up to his feet.
"Yeah, that's a great idea, Leo!" Michaelangelo said as he stopped running around the group long enough to look at the girl. "You game, Rage?"
"Well, I do need to get my kitten some food..." Rage said in a thoughtful tone as she lifted a finger up to her lower lip.
"Then it's settled. We'll take you home." Leonardo said in a final tone as he ran off to tell Splinter where they'll be going.
Rage looked over at the turtle sitting beside her. "Um, where is he off to?"
Raphael waved the girl's question off, and rose to his feet. "He's just goin' ta tell Masta Splinta where we're goin' so we don' get in trouble."
"He worries." Donatello said in a reasoning tone as he helped the girl to her feet. "He's our father afterall. It's second nature to him."
"I can understand that..." Rage said in a agreement; dusting the dirt off her jacket.
Once everything was in order, the gang headed out towards the surface. Leonardo looked over his shoulder and at Rage.
"So, Rage, where do you live?" He asked as they walked around the sewers.
"Eleventh and Bleeker." Rage answered obediently as they turned a corner. She bumped into Raphael as they all stopped in surprise.
"Uh- You wouldn't happen to live above an antique store called, "Second Time Around", would you, Rage?" Donatello asked in a suspicious tone, looked at the girl.
Rage nodded in agreement. "I was looking for a place to stay, and found an ad in the newspaper about renting an apartment from a woman named April O' Neil." She answered; eyeing the turtles before her.
"Sweet! You've already met April!" Michealangelo said in an excited tone as he jumped up and down in front of the girl; earning himself a good wack upside the back of his head.
"Will ya stop scaring da poor girl, Mikey?" Raphael yelled angrily at the youngest brother.
Rage, in return, smacked Raphael in the same spot as he had hit Michaelangelo. "Don't hit him for being shocked." She said in a warning tone. "It's not every day you meet someone who knows your friends afterall."
"She has a point, Raph," Leonardo sided with Rage, "We're all just as shocked as Mikey is."
Rage nodded and walked in front of the boys; smelling the air. "We're pretty close, guys." She said as she looked around for a ladder to climb up on.
Donatello blinked at the girl in confusion. "How'd you know we were close to April's apartment?" He asked, watching the girl look around the ceiling of the sewers.
Rage threw Donatello a playful smirk and lightly tapped on her nose. "The nose knows, Donnie." She answered as she found a ladder. "I can smell the old perfume and dusty clothes coming from the shop."
Donatello smacked his forehead in embarrassment. "I should've known." He said in a defeated sigh.
Michaelangelo chuckled at the turtle as he passed him by. "There's a first," he said in a cheeky tone, "Donnie finally forgot something! Even I remembered that!"
Donatello growled at his younger brother, and playfully punched his arm. "You were just as shocked as I was!"
" 'ey, you two gonna keep standin' there all night?" Raphael whispered from on the surface.
Donatello and Michaelangelo looked at each other with surprise on their faces, and hurried up the ladder. They quickly joined the rest of the group and towards Rage, whom looking elsewhere.
"What's wrong, Rage?" Raphael asked in a teasing tone, once he saw slight fear in her eyes. "You ain't afraid of da dark, are ya?"
"I can't go in through the front door... The bad man is standing in the way." She told him in a hollow tone as she pointed to the front door; leading into the shop.
The four turtles looked across the street, but found nothing. They looked at each other and exchanged crazy glances to one another from behind her back.
"There's nothing there, Rage." Leonardo said in a confused tone, as he squinted his eyes at the door. "Are you sure he's standing in front of the store?"
Rage looked over to the leader with a dead look on her face. "He's dead, you wouldn't be able to see him." She said with a quiet tone, looking back in front of the store. "That's the other drawback I mentioned," she told them, "they are drawn to me..."
"So what? You need ta call a priest or somethin'?" Raphael challenged playfully as he folded his arms over his chest.
Rage glared over at the turtle challenging her; never backing down. "How did you think I got the scar on my eye?" She countered in a warning tone, pointing to the scar that curved around her eye.
"You got that from a ghost?" Donatello asked in a shocked tone, feeling sympathetic for the girl.
"And I thought you got it from S.T.A.R.S.!" Michaelangelo said in the same shocked tone as he stared wide-eyed at the girl in front of him and his brothers.
"Not all my scars were from them..." She said in a hurting tone as she looked forward to the store across the street. "S.T.A.R.S. Had once called me, "Rage of the Dead", because when they ran tests on me, they stuck me in a cemetary that I barely got out alive from, but that's all in the past. Let's be on our way, shall we?" She asked; changing the topic of discussion.
"But what about the ghost in front of the store?" Leonardo asked, voicing his point to the girl.
"We'll take the back door, maybe it's safer there." Donatello suggested as he rubbing his head, thinking of ways to get Rage into the apartment without getting hurt.
"I could go for that." Michaelangelo said as he raised a hand in vote. "The back door sounds pretty good to me."
And with that, the group lead Rage to the back of the store (Making sure they weren't spotted), and waited for Rage to catch up to them. She looked like she was dodging some unseen people that looked like they stood in her way.
Leonardo was about to knock on the door, when April came out, carrying some trash with her. She looked over at the turtles, and over at Rage, and dropped her trash.
"Um, hi, guys." She said in an unsure tone; looking over at Rage with a panicy smile. "This isn't what it looks like, Rage, I can explain everything!" She began her ranting.
Leonardo put his three-fingered hand up to silence his red-headed friend. "It's okay, April." He said in a reasurring tone, looking around to make sure no one saw them. A habit of his.
"It's okay, April, Rage knows all about us." Donatello reasurred her in a promising tone.
April looked over at the group and let out a breath she was holding, and ushered them all inside. Once she closed the door after everyone had entered the room, she turned to Rage with another sigh. "Let me guess, you came to her rescue." She said in a dry tone as she rubbed her temples.
Raphael looked over at Rage, and back to April. "Somethin' like that." He said with a chuckle.
Rage looked over at the foursome with a confused look, but Leonardo waved her off. She was going to ask about what her landlady had meant, but chose not to. "Um, how was Shadow?" She asked April in a worried tone, as the older woman pushed the males up the stairs.
April quickly guided the group into the hall, and stopped to look at the girl. "She's been meowing at the door since you left yesterday. I was going to call the police when you didn't come back."
Rage blushed and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. "Yeah, uh-sorry about that, I guess you can say, I... lost track of time?" She offered weakly, smiling nervously at the woman before her.
"We'll tell ya 'bout it later, April. But right now, I'm starvin'!" Raphael whined as he rubbed his stomach.
"I've got a few frozen pizzas in the freezer, if you're that hungry." Rage offered in a polite tone, leading the turtles to her apartment.
"Count me in!" Michealangelo cheered as he took the lead of the group.
April slowed her pace towards Donatello and began bombarding him with questions. "So, how'd you four end up meeting Rage, Donnie?" She wanted to know.
Donatello gulped and laughed nervously at the woman walking next to him. "Well, it started out as a normal training run like every other one, but we stumbled across her playing her guitar. We kinda followed her to the old cemetary outside of town." He explained in a quiet tone, "She went up against the Purple Dragons, and we haven't seen her until the other night. Raphael found her surrounded by the same Purple Dragons, and was seriously hurt."
April gasped in shock at the purple-banded turtle beside her, and looked over at the girl walking between the two oldest brothers. "But, she looks fine to me, Donnie." She said in a reasoning tone as they turned a corner; watching the rest of the group head up to the door down the hall from April's apartment.
Once Rage opened the door, the brothers all looked around the apartment. It was much smaller than their human friend's apartment. It had a small kitchen, and an even smaller living room. There was a fair-sized television set with a couch that could tightly fit three people, and a widened chair not too far from it. The coffee table was positioned in front of the couch, and had a type of centerpiece in the middle of it.
The kitchen looked very much like the one the turtles have back at their home. A closer look into the kitchen, they could see a good-sized refrigerator with a small gas stove not too far from it. The table could fit everyone in it, but looked like it was made for one one or two people.
Rage looked over at her guests with a polite smile. "Home sweet home!" She said happily as she kicked her shoes off, and placed them near her door. She turned towards the turtles with a serious look on her face. "Will it be too much to ask if you keep your weapons by the door?" She asked as she pointed to the turtles in front of her.
Everyone exchanged glances and submitted to the girl's request; placing their weapons near the door like they were told. Once everyone was settled in, Rage guided her guests to the kitchen where she began looking through her freezer.
"Okay, I got three-cheese pizza, combonation, and surpreme." She said in a thoughtful tone as she began pulling out the boxes.
Just as everyone was settled into the kitchen, a black calico kitten (Everyone assumed was "Shadow") had launched herself onto Raphael's face. Rage cried in shock, and pulled the tiny kitten off his older brother's face.
"Aww, look, Raphie," Michealangelo said, "I think he likes you!" He told the angry turtle; petting the tiny kitten's chin; causing it to purr in repsonse.
Rage glared at the kitten in the smaller turtle's arms. "Traitor." She said with a mock glare. She turned back to Raphael with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Shadow attacked you, Raph. I guess she thought you were going to get me."
Raphael nodded and relaxed into his seat, glaring darkly at the kitten in his little brother's arms.
"Dat cat is psycho!" He said in an angry tone.
The small kitten jumped out of Michaelangelo's arms, and onto the table. She walked over to the red-banded turtle, and began pawing at his arm, as if telling him she either wanted him to pay attention to her, or that she was sorry.
Raphael looked down at the kitten and his eyes softened at the pathetic sight before him. He stroked the kitten's back; causing her to reach up and meow in his face.
"Heh, guess I can't stay too mad at ya." He told the kitten in a gentle tone, as he picked the kitten up and began to pay attention to her. "You're a friendly lil' guy, ain't cha?" He asked as the animal began rubbing her face against his; purring contently at the show of affection.
Leonardo chuckled at the scene before him. "Wow, Raph, you sure have a way with cats." He said in a polite chuckle; folding his arms over his chest.
Rage had popped a surpreme pizza in the oven, and turned around to grab some canned cat food from the cobniet from above the stove. "That's Shadow for you." She said in a defeated tone. "If you think she's crazy now, just wait till you see what she does when I open a can of cat food." She commented in a playful tone, as she looked back at the group in her kitchen.
April laughed and looked over at the turtles sitting around her. "I thought she was possessed when I met her," she admitted in a seriously tone, "but after a few moments, she follows me everywhere I go whenever I'm over here!"
Donatello laughed at the story his friend told him. "It sounds like this kitten has some serious personality issues!" He said, between laughs.
"Remind you of anyone we know?" Leonardo asked in a sly tones as he smirked over at Raphael from across the table.
"Shadow! Feeding time!" Rage called out as she turned around with a bowl of cat food in her hands.
The tiny kitten's ears perked at the sound, and meowed; struggling against Raphael's grip. Once the cat was on the ground, the little kitten began to prance around on the ground next to Rage's feet. It finally reared up on its hind legs and pounced on Rage's feet. Rage hissed and jumped backwards.
"Alright, already! Here's your meal, you brat!" Rage finally said as she placed the dish down on the ground. She leaned on the counter near the stove, and wiped a fake bead of sweat from her brow. "And I thought I was supposed to own the cat!" The cat looked up from its food and meowed at the girl in front of her. "Yeah, I know. You're still young." She said as she pulled out a seat between Raphael and Michaelangelo.
After they all began to get to know Rage, the buzzer to the oven went off, Rage jumped up and pulled the pizza out of the oven, and began cutting it up. She placed some oven matts in the center of the table; following the pizza.
"Now, let's eat!" Rage said happily as she pulled a slice of pizza, and began eating. Everyone soon joined in, and began eating the food prepared for them.
"So, what does your training routine look like, Rage?" Michealangelo asked with a mouth full of pizza. "I mean- it's gotta be pretty strick from the way you fight, right?"
"Mikey, don't talk with your mouth full." Donatello scolded as he nudged his younger brother in the side.
Rage giggled at the two, and swallowed her food. "On a good day, I normally wake up around 6 in the morning, and do my stretches-" She began, but was cut off by April.
"Where she practices her karate inside the store." She finished for the girl. "I swear, you guys should see the way she cleans up the store! She makes a training exorcise out of everything!"
Donatello chocked on his food, and pounded his chest harshly. "You work for April?" He asked in disbelief; swallowing down his food, while Michealangelo patted his older brother on the back.
Rage blinked over at the chocking turtle, and got up; walking over to the fridge. "Is there something wrong with working for Miss O' Neil?" She asked as she pulled out a bottle of water for the coughing turtle sitting beside Michaelangelo. "She lets me stay here pretty much for free, and helps take care of my kitten while I'm out, so it's only fair that I repay her in kind."
"And she does a real good job of it, if I do say so myself." April said in proud tone leaning back into her seat and smiled at the girl.
Rage blushed and rubbed the back of her head. She looked over at Leonardo and bluntly stated, "I've been working for Miss O' Neil for a good three weeks now."
Leonardo blinked at Rage in surprise. "But I didn't say anything." He said in an embarrassed tone.
Rage giggled at the turtle in question's reaction. "I thought that was what you were thinking."
"Are you a psychic, too Rage?" Raphael asked as he jumped back in his seat.
Rage shook her head. "I'm a master at guessing someone's next move by looking at them." She replied with a lazy wink. "That, and Leonardo looked like he was wanting very badly to ask me something. I just put two and two together and guessed that he wanted to know how long I've worked for Miss O' Neil."
Raphael slapped his forehead, and groaned at the girl next to him. "Why didn't I see dat comin'?" He asked in a defeated tone. He looked up and saw Michaelangelo raised his finger into the air. "Don't even open yer mouth, Mikey." He warned with a threatening growl.
Rage smiled and clapped her hands. "That's very good, Raphael!" She said in a pleased tone. "You guessed by the way Mikey lifted his finger that he was about to say something!"
After a few laughs and stories, everyone decided to turn in for the night. The turtles headed for the window. (After they had retrieved their armory). Rage followed them to the window, and watched them open the door. She wanted to ask if she'll ever see them again, but a feeling in the pit of her stomach told her that she would, so she let the matter go for now.
Raphael was the last to leave before he turned back to Rage with a smirk playing on his face. He reached down into his belt, and pulled out the necklace that she had placed in his care. "Uh- 'ere, Rage. I wanted ta give this back to ya earlier, but with everything that happened-."
Rage smiled shyly at the turtle before and took the necklace from him. "Thanks, Raph. It means a lot to me." She said gratefully at the ninja before her.
And just like that, Raphael smiled back at her and jumped out the window, smiling all the way home...