My Best Friend
Author Ishi Tatsu
Chapter 3
"Leo look out," I called stopping to pull my brother hard. He was so bent on getting out he almost plowed over the tour group. Not that I can blame him, something was itching just under my shell and we gained someone on our tail almost right through door. A shadowed figure that only the corner of my eye could glimpse from time to time.
When we found April and Casey they were relaxed, maybe our ninja training has other unforeseen applications. Because any other reason was escaping my ability to grasp. My thoughts kept on focusing on what was behind us, around us… I don't know any more. Everything felt…
When I saw my chance I whispered, "I don't like this place Leo, can we hurry up?" Wherever Raph and Mikey were I hope they didn't come in behind us. I didn't want them to subjected to this, whatever it was. Outside was bad enough.
Casey tried to reassure me but Leo's half-hearted response was all the conformation I needed. Letting my eyes rest on an old scar in my brother's shell as they talked about out missing brothers I hoped that they were right. That nothing could get us, that what was crawling up and down my back was only the feeling of a psyched up turtle.
To get my mind off of things I tried to listen to what the tour guide was saying. He didn't tell much of anything more then what I would get from a basic Google search. The history was vague beyond a few things such as Mark Twain said to haunt the stair case, and some man killed his daughter and like the good little psycho had cut her up. But that was all roomers and it busied me from keeping count on how many steps it took to find the door leading out.
Just as I spotted the door that lead to the freedom of the outdoors, the itching under my shell suddenly felt like sharp fingernails. I couldn't help it, I cried out, Leonardo turned. He suddenly pulled me out of the way of an emerald and red torpedo.
"Raph?" I gasped only catching a glimpse of him tossing people he didn't trample.
As sudden as the pain came it was gone and so was most of the presence. All I could think was it was focusing on someone else. Finally giving up on the poor sensitive turtles that wanted it to disappear in a bath of holy water, soaked up with salt, then washed down a river to make sure it stayed far, far away.
"We have to stop him," Leo said jumping forward. I nearly yanked him back, but matched him instead. The need to latch onto my elder brother needed to be over come in favor of stopping the rampage we call Raphael.
Our less than patent brother slammed his shoulder into the door causing it to neatly come off of the hinges. We lost sight if him for a brief moment but we found him in front of the house holding Mikey off the ground by his shoulders.
Leo grabbed Raph's arm while I stood to the side. "Put him down," he said using his level leader voice.
A face masked in red snarled more viciously then I have ever seen. I flinched even though it was not directed towards myself.
Trying to ignore the chill that ran up my spine I interjected, "I'm sure he deserves what ever your going to do to him but were drawing a crowd."
"Back off," Raphael growled setting our youngest brother on his feet and nearly dragging him away by his wrist.
To Be Continued…