I woke up at 6 o'clock this morning with ideas and I had to write them down!
I felt bad for having such a short Chapter 3 so I made this one extra long! Reviews are always appreciated even if its criticism! Like I said, they keep me going and are a good inspiration when I write!
: Chapter 4:
-6 hours before Austria's rescue-
"Race Yah!" Michelangelo leaped off the shell of his brother Raphael and landed on the next building in front of them. "Last one to the brook bridge is a rotten turtle egg!" He yelled in a playful voice. Raph sighed and grinned. "Well then ya better start runnin slow poke!" Raph took off past his brother and before Mikey's unfocused brain could process it, he was already halfway there. "Hey! No fair you cheater!" Mikey yelled as he sprinted after the red clad turtle.
They performed astonishing flips and exploits off the sides of the small buildings in Eastern New York City. It felt amazing to get out of the confinement of their lair once and awhile. Out here in the open with the protective sleeve of the shadows, they could just be themselves and not have a care in the world, as long as there wasn't any bad guy butt to kick.
"Hey Mikey check this out!" Raph jumped off the side of a building and grabbed onto a flag pole. He spun around it then shot himself 15 feet into the air and landed professionally on the next building below.
"Please! You insult the ninja race my friend!" Mikey got a running start and jumped off the same building. He had leaped high enough to reach the very top of the pole. He used his hands to push off the gold ball at the top, and landed on the next building far ahead from Raph's.
"You know how to make turtle egg salad right Raph? HEHEH see yah Bro!" He waved then kept running.
"Sometimes I wonder why I even put up with him" Raph shook his head. When he began to run again, a blood curdling scream engulfed his ears. It was high pitched enough to be one of Mikeys altercations. He couldn't see his brother over the top of the building and suddenly his heart dropped into his stomach.
"Mikey!" He yelled. Raph climbed the building's fire escape as fast as he could. "Mikey!" He called for his brother but there was no reply. When he reached the top…
"Mikey! What the hell?! Was that you!?" Raph ran to his brother's side.
"Please, I don't scream that much like a girl. Look!" Mike pointed to the Brooklyn Bridge where they could just make out a figure running quickly across it.
"The bridge aint that old! You don't need to run across!" Raph stated
Suddenly there was an ear-piercing BANG! That echo across the East river.
"AHH! When you hear the sound of thunder don't you get to scared! Just grab your Thunder buddy and sing these magic… umph!" Raph slapped Mikey on the head to try and knock some sense into him. "That was a gunshot you knucklehead!"
"Oh…..ok then…hey look a pizza parlor!" Mike pointed to the small shop on the corner of the street.
"Mikey focus! Someone might be in trouble and we gotta help!"
"Maybe it was just fire works!" Mike was satisfied with his brilliant idea. He hated fighting street thugs who had guns and was ready to make 1,000 excuses why they shouldn't help.
"Oh yeah I didn't think of that. There are always fireworks in the middle of DECEMBER!" Raph wailed. Mike lowered his head and smiled angelically. "Look!" He pointed down to the street where the figure they saw running across the bridge had run into the pizza shop.
"Hey now we have a good reason to get a slice!" Raph raised the back of his hand to slap his brother but he jumped away just in time.
"We aint, "getting a slice" Mikey. That girl might be firing shots at people!" Raph exclaimed
"Oh no…...she's ganna kill the pizza dude!" Mike screamed and pretended to faint. Raph picked up his younger brother and pointed to the store.
"We gotta go help so get yah self together and let's move!" Raph jumped off the side of the building. Mike bit his nails and whined. "I love pizza….but do I love it that much?...uhhh..…OF COURSE I DO!" he ran off the building and followed Raphael across the street. They positioned themselves on the side of the store and out of site of the windows.
"Mike…sneak up and try and peek in." Raph pointed to the windows in front of them.
"Ugh…why do I always have to do the dangerous stuff?"
"Just do it!" Raph silently yelled
He gulped and took a deep breath. Slowly, with his shell against the wall, he crept up to the first set of windows. He leaned over just enough so he could get a look into the store.
"Well… What do yah see?" Raph whispered
"I see….I see, a sign that says 50% off when you buy two large pies! *gasp* only till Tuesday!? What kind of junk is that?!"
"I swear if you don't tell me what she's doin in there im ganna kick your ass back to last week!"
"Eww! She just puked all over the nice clean floor!" Mikey squealed.
"That's it move ova!" Raph crept up and moved the small turtle out of the way. He slowly peeked in to see for himself.
"She wasn't the one that fired the gun, but it looks like she was the target. There's blood everywhere!" There was sympathy in his voice. His heart ached as he watched the young girl's body go limp. "Why isn't that guy doin anything to help her!?" They watched as the person who appeared to be the owner, started to yell at another worker.
"What are they saying?" Mikey asked
"I don't know Michelangelo. My ability to hear through walls is a bit on the rusty side" Raph snapped.
"Well ok then Mr. Grumpy shell!"
The store owner and his assistant left the girl on the floor for a minute, and then came back with a mop and bucket. He pointed to the blood and bile on the floor then the assistant began to clean it up.
"Are you kiddin me?! That's it were goin in there!" Raph began to advance towards the entrance but Mike grabbed his arm and stopped him.
"Look" he Pointed
The owner picked up the girl in his arms. Her head hung down awkwardly and she looked like a ragdoll in his hands. He used his foot to open the door to his shop and he walked out.
"Hide!" Raph and Mikey leaped into the nearest alley way and took cover. The man walked down the street they had been sitting on and paused when he reached the alley. He looked around anxiously as to make sure no one was looking then laid the unconscious girl against the wall out of sight. He stared at her for a moment, and then walked away with blood stained onto his clothes. As soon as he left, the two turtles came out of hiding and approached the body.
"Is it dead?" Mikey poked the girl with one of his Nun-Chucks.
"Knock it off!" Raph pushed him away then knelt down next to the human. He moved her long brown hair out of her face and held his fingers close to her neck.
"She's still alive. Man that's a nasty wound" Raph looked at her blood stained shorts. On her upper left thigh was where the blood was originating from that ran down her legs. There was a dark red hole and he could confirm the sound he heard earlier was gunfire, and that this girl was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"What are we ganna do?" Mikey was trembling like the softie he was. "Let's bring her back to the lair! Then Donnie can do something"
"I aint carryin her all the way to the lair. If you haven't figured it out by now, the lair is at the other side of the City! Don could get HERE faster than we could get her THERE." Raph took off his bandana and tied it tightly above her wound. "What are yah waitin for?! Call him!"
"Right Right!" Mike took out his shell cell and called Donatello. "What if he doesn't come? He's been in a mood ever since…you know" Mikey started to bite his nails again.
"He'll come…and stop bittin yah nails yah big whimp!"
Donatello dropped down into the alley way with his duffle bag at his side. His purple bandana strings trailed over the front of his plastron and touched his olive green skin.
'AHH! It's raining turtles from the sky!" Mikey screamed
"Woah! How long have you been waiting up there Donnie?!" Raph uttered
"I always come out to the city at night. I saw some guy drop this girl here and was just about to help her but you guys beat me to it. I heard a gunshot though, do you know what happened?" He said in a hushed voice.
"Don't know, think it was a gunshot. She's out cold but still breathin" Raph made way for Don to come through and take a look at the injured girl. He shook his head and sighed.
Don started to pull some things from his bag. He looked at Raph, then at Mikey. "Some space please?"
"Oh right sorry" Raph grabbed Mikey's arm and pulled him back.
"Wow she's pretty isn't she?" Mike tilted his head and smiled. No one said anything but they agreed silently. Her skin was a beautiful light brown and hints of gold complimented her flowing brown hair.
"I wonder what color her eyes are…" Mikey said softly.
"You're a creep you know that?" Raph elbowed his brother playfully.
Don turned on a small hand held light and opened one of the girl's eye lids. "Her pupils are dilating so that's good. Oh and there Hazel Mikey" Don poured a clear liquid onto a cotton swab and started to lightly dab the wound to clear the blood. It started to ooze which meant it was cleaning itself.
"You know what…" Mikey gaged "You guys have fun I think I'm ganna…BLA….go home..." He held his hand over his mouth and climbed the fire escape to the top of the building line.
"I'll take the softie home. Call us and let us know what happens with her alright?" Raph asked
"Sure"
"If I ever find the guy that did this ill turn him inside out" he pounded his fists together then followed Mikey to the roof tops.
Once Don had cleared the blood from her wound he got a feel for how difficult this was going to be. There was an entry wound, but no exist wound and the bullet was nowhere to be seen. He cussed himself out for not bringing enough supplies. A scalpel and a pair of tweezers will have to do.
After several hours of working, he grew weary. The lesion kept opening and bleeding every time he tried to dig in and find the bullet. By now she had lost too much blood and he refused to continue working on her. He applied some vinegar then wrapped her leg with white gauze.
By now the sun began to rise in the east and a soft mist flowed gently over the top of the city. He would have to hide or risk being seen by the human population. But he wasn't just going to leave her here to die. He looked at his surroundings to try and find some kind of disguise. He could hide in the garbage bin…but he could do better than that. A smart mind like his has to come up with something to conceal himself with. He looked up into the alley and saw a clothesline stringing from one building to the other and on it were garments of all kinds. He smiled and used the fire escape to reach it. There was no way his was putting on a woman's' robe so he kept looking until he saw a long tan trench coat of some sort.
He used his bow staff to unhook it from the main line and retrieve it. It was a bit small on him…actually… it was a lot small on him. That's what you get for being a Mutant Turtle and this coat was an extra-large too. He also spotted a black hat clipped awkwardly on the line.
"Who in the world washes a hat and leaves it out to dry?" he said to himself as he reached again with his staff to retrieve it. At least this one fit him nicely but you can't be too picky when no clothing company in the world makes clothes "Turtle Size."
Suddenly, he heard a moan coming from below him. It was the girl, she was waking up! He gazed at her carefully, not wanting to reveal himself just yet.
"Where the hell am I!?" she said in a mumbled voice. She tried to get up but winced and fell back against the wall. It took every bone in his body to keep him from going down and helping her but he had to stay hidden for as long as he could. He knew he would have to say something once she began to remove the gauze from her leg.
"Wait" Don said softly. She looked up and around herself but was blinded by the sun and looked away. "Let me help you" he said again as he jumped down from the building and landed in front of her.
"Who are you?" Her soft hazel eyes gazed deeply into his own. He looked away to keep her from seeing his face. "I patched you up. I didn't see what happened to you but I saw the pizza guy drop you here in the alley"
"You mean he just let me here to die!?" Don's heart skipped a beat. The Humans disgusted him sometimes. How they would leave a helpless person, on the verge of death, lying in the streets. Not only that but it was terribly cold outside too. He nodded at her to confirm what the man had done.
"You said you put this bandage on me?" She asked politely. He nodded again. "How did you manage that without taking my shorts off?" Don's faced flushed red in embarrassment.
"I didn't look I promise. I just wanted to help you" He calmly said. The girl smiled at him.
"You'll need further medical care. I didn't have all the supplies I needed to fix you up properly. I couldn't get the bullet out either" He proclaimed
"You tried to get the bullet out? And I didn't wake up?"
"No, you were out cold. I was shocked myself, you did lose a lot of blood and your still losing it so you better come with me" He stood up slowly
"I don't enjoy going places with strangers" she uttered. Don couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
"With all due respect miss, if you stay out here alone much longer you'll find out what a stranger really is. New York City isn't exactly my definition of "Good Hospitality"" He averred
"What do you mean?" He helped her up off the ground and used his body weight to keep her standing. She winced softly and he knew her thigh was probably getting worse by the minute. She threw her arm around his neck for support.
"Well, the big apple has a wide variety of street thugs to choose from" He teased "Probably every person here has a criminal record"
"Like you?" she questioned. He chuckled and shook his head "No not me. Sorry to disappoint you"
"Well then that's not everyone is it?" She smiled
"What's your name friend?" She asked. He paused for a moment and returned a smile
"Donatello" he said "What's yours?"
"Austria" She smiled again
"That's a lovely name. Very unique"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Don's eyes widened. "No I didn't mean it like that…I was..."
She giggled at him "I know I'm just messing with yah"
He sighed in relief. "Way to almost insult the pretty girl the first day you met her Donatello" He thought to himself. "We better get you to a hospital…" He suggested
"No!" she suddenly tried to pull away from him but he wouldn't let her go. "Please you can't do that! You don't understand!" She kept trying to escape and he had no idea why.
"Ok Ok calm down I won't take you there. But listen, your leg isn't stable and you need help. I'm not letting you go until that happens so you're stuck with me I'm afraid"
She stopped fighting him and nodded. "If you could do this much couldn't you do the rest Donatello?"
"You can just call me Don, and yes I could but the things I need are back at my Lai….home….at the other end of the city"
"Then let's go there" She insisted
"No! I mean….I can't take you there" He frowned
"Well why not? Please you can't take me to the hospital I'm begging you!" She grabbed the front of his cloak and pulled on it desperately.
"Ok here's the deal…I'll take you to my place and help fix your leg if you tell me why you won't let me take you to the hospital. Deal?" he held out his free hand for her to shake
"Umm….." She stared at his three fingered, green hand in surprise "Is that normal?"
"Umm…..yes and no I suppose. If you don't want to go the ER I guess you should get used to it" You could tell Don was trying to hurry the conversation up before she passed out again from blood loss.
"Sure thing Don…." She used her free hand to shake his and they had a deal. "I'll tell you all about it on the way to you lai home."