Chapter twenty
...Rooftops...
Running and leaping across the rooftops, leaving a trait of blood drippings behind—her stomach was half full but not enough to regain her strength and physically heal herself. She needed find somewhere to bunker down and find medical supplies to cover her wound until it heals.
Normally she is a skilled in vanishing but lately she has become—sloppy.
Flashbacks of memories ran through her mind like a movie projector, more she would see when asleep. Shaking her head to fully concentrate on her shoulder before loosing conscious and collapse again, ignoring the signals of her body is need of proper medical aid but she went to the hospital they'd discover something strange about her.
Then it struck her—Kevin and Jeana! They were so kind to help someone they only just met but the question is—would they welcome her in their home until she is healed for the night? But then thought quickly again, and knew if she they did—they may be danger cos of her.
Won't know if she won't go find out. Where to find the address? The phone book!
Leaping down to the alleyway below, hid around the corner—avoiding any suspicion then ran out to the nearest phone booth and snatched the phone book then returned back to the alley—unknowing she was spotted.
Halting the vehicle and saw the suspect, running to the alley with—what appears to be a book. "Did you see what I saw, bros?" Mikey asked, leaning over Don's and Leo's shoulders. "Sure did, Mikey. Go in quietly—we wouldn't want to spook her before we get a chance to ask questions." Leo ordered.
Don drove the vehicle closer, turned the engine off then all stealth their way in the alley, avoiding been seen. Hearing the pages ruffled through and smelt blood—and heard heavy breathlessly panting. "What is she looking for?" Raph whispery asked.
Leo placed a finger against his beak, signalling silence then hand gestured to move in.
Brenna finally found the page she was searching for. Kevin Jenkins—it presented, in print. Tearing the page out from the book, then folded it and pushed it in her pocket—closed the book, picked the book up in her hand then stood up when she smelt company, hiding behind her.
Slowly walked to the corner of the alley and disappeared. The terrapins followed and when they got to the corner—they gasped silently, their eyes widen and stood straightening tall. Mikey scratched his head, confused as he was first to broadcast the gesture. "Oh well, no one here—gets this means to go home then."
"Mikey shush." Raph lowly scowled, pulling him back by his shell. The orange clad terrapin pouted and followed his brothers. As they walked further within the dead-end alley, Brenna stepped out silently—reached out slowly to grasp the first terrapin within her grasp.
"Hey guys over—heeeerrrreee." Mikey shouted as he grabbed from behind then thrown across the alley into the wall, rubbing his head and lowly groaned then screamed as he was stood over by the half transformed wolf.
Leo was first to attack, followed behind Don and Raph—to rescue their trapped brother. The blue clad terrapin was hit with a hard blow and sprawled across the pavement on his shell. Pushing himself, supporting the weight of his body upon his arms when he saw both Don and Raph were also down.
Turning around and face the orange clad terrapin, trembling with fear and screamed again—as he was going to be shish kebab, covered his face with both arms and felt the heavy breathing by his feet. Raph had stabbed the beast from behind, through her already injured shoulder but then quickly thought—that would not had been what had placed the wolf on conscious.
Leo and Don had knocked the beast with a steel pipe and bo-staff.
"Thanks bros." Mikey said, standing up. Don sheathed his bo-staff, knelt down and cupped his chin, fascinated by the anomaly of the beast while Raph pulled his sai out from the shoulder. Leo threw the pipe away and sheathed his swords—quickly ordered. "Now the beast is down, let's take it down below and get some answers."
"Wait Leo, you want to take this thing back to the lair? How 'bout we just kill it here and now!" Raph lowly roared. "Can't just kill the creature; Raphael—No matter human or beast. That is who we are!" Leo lowly scowled back. "Whatever we're gonna do—we'd better do it fast before we're discovered by the cops, dudes." Mikey stated, in a slight panic.
"Donnie, have any restraints in your bag?" Leo asked
"Do you need to ask?" Don sarcastically replied, sarcastically grinned and quickly restrained the beasty prisoner then lifted her up and run fast to the battle shell. "Damn! This fuzz ball is heavy for a wolf." Raph whined, commenting.
"What's raphie—loosing muscle?" Mikey joked. Raph grunted, gritted his teeth and nearly dropped the wolf but then Leo demandingly ordered. "Quit the bickering and settle it later elsewhere."
Rushing to their get away vehicle before the police arrived to the scene. Leo and Don were first to jump in, laid the wolf in the floor as Mikey and Raph followed when Don bolted to the driver's seat as Leo ordered while Raph closed the door. "Step on it, Donnie."
Don slammed his foot down on the accelerator and sped away to the next corner.
Three patrol cars slammed to a halt and ran down the alleyway, shouting out. "Freeze!" one officer ordered, point his gun. "Ah, um—Locky, there aint no body here." Officer Beattle said.
Huffed, putting his gun back in the strapping holder on his belt and turned around when he stepped on a bloody piece of what it appears to be clothing. Kneeling, picking the bloody item up and properly observed it. "What is that?" Officer White asked. "Evidence." Officer Johnson answered.
"What evidence? I don't see it." Officer Beattle stated, scratching his head. "That because you are not looking properly, Rick." Officer Johnson replied, standing up and showed the clothing covered with blood.
"We need forensics and backup—right away." Officer White requested through the receiver, running back to the patrol car. "Affirmative—back up and forensics on their way." Fellow officer replied.
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...to be continued in chapter twenty-one...
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