A/N: I don't own Ninja Turtles! Also, I have to use WordPad on here. Ugh. Sucky suckage. This is the end of this story, cos the second part is seperate. :o

"Sit back, New York City

You're not cute but you're oh so pretty" -- Five For Fighting

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Hazel wriggled in her dark prison, staring at the woman who stood before her with a frown.

"W-Who are you?" she stammered, still struggling.

"There is no use in doing that," the cool voice replied, "My name is not important... I am the leader of the Foot clan."

"W-Why'd you take me? A-And how?!" Hazel cried, the ropes digging into her arms, "I-I don't want anything to d-do with this!" The woman frowned, but Hazel could not see.

"Do not try to deny your family's ties, Miss Hazel," responded the woman, "For we know exactly who you are and your family's debts..."

"M-My parents would never--" Hazel stopped herself. Some things did seem odd at times... Her father coming home very late at night, the fact that they even moved to New York despite a comfortable life back home... The money she'd found on the table, the presents, the trips... The bullies going away at long last...

"Dear god," she mumbled, tears in her eyes. "I-I was so blind..." The woman ignored her.

"This was only a warning," she explained. "The real consequences will be much more severe..." Hazel felt hands ridding her of the bindings on her arms, and pulling her up to her feet, pulling her outside into the street... It was night.

"How long was I out for?" she muttered, looking around for some sort of indication of where she was...

Before she could move too far, she felt something grabbing her arm. She yelped in surprise, then let out a long sigh of relief as she saw a battered old fedora and trenchcoat.

"Raph," she whimpered, throwing her arms around him.

"Where the hell have you been?!" He whispered hurriedly. "I've been lookin' for you since yesterday... It's dangerous, kid! C'mon..."

As they returned to where they'd been sitting before Hazel's kidnapping, she burst into tears.

"Hey, hey... Easy, kid. Tell me what happened. God, I was lookin' so long I almost gave up..."

"M-My dad, Raph... He... H-He works for the..." She continued to sob.

"C'mon Hazel, you can tell me."

"The Foot," she whispered, ashamed. Raph said nothing, shocked.

"You ain't kiddin', are you kiddo..."

"I-I swear I didn't know! P-Please don't get mad..."

"Shh... It isn't your fault. It's that no-good dad of yours..." He paused. "You didn't tell 'em anything, right?"

"Of course not!" Raph grinned.

"That's my girl." Hazel leaned against him both out of affection and fear, giving him a weak smile.

"Hey, don't you have school tomorrow?" Raph frowned. "Or are you being a bad kid?"

"Teacher's convention," Hazel nuzzled against him. "C-Can I... Can I stay with you tonight? I-I'm scared..."

"Don't matter to me, kid." Raph ruffled Hazel's hair and stood. She followed behind him closely, watching carefully for any Foot ninjas. There were none.

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"It's good to be back here," Hazel sighed, noticing that everyone had gone to bed. She slid onto the couch with a yawn, and Raph plopped down beside her.

"I-I might've been dead if I hadn't met you, y-you know..." She smiled a little.

"It's what I do." He grinned; Hazel curled her arms around him, resting her head on his bare shoulder.

"I should let you sleep. You're tired." He started to get up, but Hazel tugged on his arm needily.

"Please don't leave," she murmured. "I-I'm scared they'll come back."

"They don't know you're here." He put his hand on his shoulder. "Really."

"Please," Hazel insisted, her voice cracking. Raph smirked at her.

"Fine, you win." Raph ruffled her hair again. Hazel grabbed her head defensively.
"Stoppit!" she whined with a grin, her hair a ball of static. She let out her pigtails one by one, and smoothed them out with her hair.

"Not bad, kid."

"Stop calling me that!" She gave him a light punch on the arm.

"Easy, easy! Would you rather..." He drooped his eyelids and grinned mockingly, "Gosh, Hazel, your hair sure is purdy..." Hazel burst into giggles, and nearly leaped into Raph's lap when she heard footsteps.

"I understand you two are having fun and all..." Leo groaned, rubbing his head, "But can you keep it down?" Hazel turned tomato-red, still clutching the growling Raphael.

"S-Sorry Leo," she mumbled. He smiled to her as he left. Raph snickered.

"He's just jealous 'cos he doesn't have you sittin' in his lap." He laughed.

"I-I didn't mean to! I... Just got all nervous! And--"

"I don't mind, kiddo."

"Mm..." Hazel yawned and leaned against him, closing her eyes.

"Hey, kid..." But there was no answer from her, just a slight whimper. He heaved a heavy sigh and leaned back a little.

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Hazel explained everything the next morning.

"The Foot?!" Leo cried exasperatedly. "That's insane!"

"Tell me about it," sighed Hazel. "It's just like in comic books, you know? It's never the rich, snotty kids who have the bad things happen to them!" She began to pull on her hair.

"Calm down," Leo sighed, "We'll make sure nothing happens."

"I'm just so worried..." She made a sudden realization. "Oh, crap! I've got to feed Apple! I'll be back later, okay?" She ran off, feeling sorry for her poor lonely kitten.

As she turned the key to her front door, she heard a faint sound, muffled, almost. She peered around the corner, frowning.

"M-Mom?" She inquired, confused. "I thought you were in Japan for another few days..." Her mother blew her nose into a tissue, eyes bloodshot. Hazel could tell she'd been crying for a very long time.

"M-Mom, what's wrong?" Hazel sat down beside her on the living room couch.

"Y-Your father," she stammered, "H-He's left."

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Candy Stars: Suspense!? D: Yes! You shall have to wait! This wraps up this story but the second part will be soon:D Yay! 3 Please review, and thanks to anyone who has reviewed, or read, or favourited... :)