Chapter twenty-five

"Wait a minute, where's April?" Leo wondered, warily. "I'm over here." April answered, looking over the back of the couch. "You alright?" Leo asked, quickly concerned. "Yeah, I'm ok—what was that thing?"April confused asked. "A were-wolf." Don answered. "A what?" April confusedly blinked.

"A were-wolf. And we believe it might got Raph." Don replied, uncertain. "Raph? Are you sure?" April confusedly wondered. "Not sure, must find it and find out before that thing does unwanted damage." Leo answered, softly.

"What about the girl?" Mikey wondered. "I almost forgot." Don answered, rushing to the back room then quickly returned. "Well? Is she still tied up or missing?" Leo asked. "She is still sedated and chained as we have left her. Someone has to remain here with our guest while the rest of us, goes topside and searches for that thing and Raphael." Don replied, suggesting who should remain and go.

"I'll stay." Mikey immediately volunteered. All glared the orange clad terrapin with wary glances. The blue clad terrapin walked to his baby brother and gently grasped his shoulder, softly reassuringly inquired. "Are you sure? Will you be alright lil brother?"

"I'll be fine, quit fathering me will ya Leo!" Mikey quickly sniped, annoyingly. "Just worried 'bout ya, Mikey." Leo assured, petting his shoulder. "I know." Mikey replied. The old rat half smiled, admired his courage and modesty for volunteering to remain behind. "Here mikey, take this." Don instructed, handing a handgun. "What is this for? You don't expect me to shoot her, do you?" Mikey worriedly inquired. "Of course not, it is a tranq gun. For emergency if she may either suddenly unexpectedly attacks or worse. Use it." Don instructionally told the orange clad terrapin. Mikey sighed and silently nodded as he watched his family leave the lair while he remained behind and stood watch over their guest.

...Topside...

The were-terrapin had ran through the sewer tunnels and broke out of the manholes in a nearby, unremitted alleyway. Panting heavily, as large amounts of thick warm salvia drooled from his hybrid razor teeth—disappeared into the darkness and began to hunt for his first meaty meal.

...few minutes later—one block away...

A young couple was walking down the quiet street after enjoying a romantic dinner date in Quay restaurant. As they enjoyed admiring the starlit sky, flying above them as they cooed and lovingly draped eachother. Then faced eachother, locked in eye to eye contact and without further words exchanged—shared their first kiss, unknowing they were hunted in the shadows around the corner—just a few metres away.

"You're so beautiful." Richard Dux commented. "Thankyou." Alicia Mendez answered with gratitude.

The sandy blonde haired man, draped one arm around his dates shoulders and resumed walking—as they slowly passed the alleyway opening, not warily vigilante of their surroundings when they were both grasped from behind and dragged into the darkness—into their death.

Richard shouted, ordering to be released before he was faced with the hybrid beast. Alicia screamed in fear as she also tried to break free, only to be thrown into the nearby brick wall as she dazzlingly watched her date—held three feet from the pavement and choked until his head was, bitten clean off from his body.

Blood spluttered everywhere as the head was bitten away, the young red/raven streaked-haired woman tried to escape, despite she was slightly dazzled when she did—a mouthful of razor-sharpened teeth, drove through her flesh. Feeling her warm blood, seep her clothing and cover her chest—looking down and saw the blood running then felt herself been viciously pulled back into the darkness and savagely devoured.

...Meanwhile—the rooftops...

Two terrapins and an old rat, leaped across the rooftops as they finally surfaced from the sewers and began searching for the beast. "Where are we going to find something that big in the city?" Don wondered, finally landing behind his brother and sensei as they both crouched on the edge of the rooftop, looking below them—hoping to find a sign. "Just follow the scent, my sons." Splinter suggestingly instructed, leading the way. Leo forwardly saluted after his sensei, without question asked.

"Oh?" Don answered, following his brother and father.

...back in the lair...

Mikey walked in the back room, sat down and watched over the chained guest—holding tightly on the handle of the handgun as he tried to fight his sleep then finally fell defeated to his tiredness and fell asleep, dropping the gun on the floor beside him. The young raven haired girl, slowly woke from her sedated sleep and stilly glared in the corner of her eye and noticed to be—alone with one terrapin, smiled and slowly schemed her way out then realised that she was unable to.

'Damnit.' She cursed. Then continued, attempting to break free from her chains then heard the gun trigger, clicked followed by the terrapin voice. "Going somewhere?"

Looking up to the orange clad terrapin, holding the tranq gun towards her head—lowly growled as she was beginning to transform and swiped one clawed hand underneath Mikey's feet. Mikey lost his grasp upon the gun's handle as it slightly flew out from his reach when he was been pulled towards the beast's clutches and going to become dinner.

The beast hungrily glared her prey as she pulled the terrapin towards her, raising her lips up—revealing her sharp teeth and hungrily drooled. Slightly rose her head and roared, while holding the terrapin down underneath her clawed hand. Mikey fought valiantly to break free and when he did—throwing one hard kick into the large wolf's head, making her lean back and release her grasped upon him so he could escape and try to retrieve the tranq gun.

The wolf shook her head, roared once again and tried to devour her prey as he fastly crawled for the gun as he was chased. The terrapin finally grasped the gun and spun around then pointed the gun and pulled the trigger, shooting the tranq dart into the beast's neck. The half transformed she-werewolf groggily roared then fell to the floor, unconscious—once again.

Breathing heavily and pantingly as he laid his head back while laying on the cold stone floor. A couple seconds later, mikey rose to his feet and slowly walked to the side of the beast then softly poked it—checking it to be unconscious, which it was. Exhaled with a relieving sigh, wiping the excess sweat from his forehead and reloaded the tranq gun—in case of another attack relapse. Pulled the dart out from the wolf's neck and watched her transformed back into her human form, again.

'Wow.' He thought, amazed.

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...to be continued in chapter twenty-six...

Short chappie, I know—bare with me please everyone this is where I reveal the secrets of the fiction and dont want to reveal too much in one chapter so it will be in each chapter as we go along. This fiction has become longer than expected. Hope you all are still hanging on as this going to be one ride to remember. I assuringly promise you.

Uh-oh, raph has murdered two innocent people. Will he come back from that, let alone believe what he has done? Can his brothers save what is left to savage of his soul? What answers will they get from their guest, imprisoned in the lair? Will she talk or continue to be uncooperative?

Also the time has come for a certain mysterious man to finally reveal himself, who is he? What is his purpose? Why has he decided to come to New York City? Who has he come for and why?

Read and review, until next time—tootles