"You know them?!" "Do you?!" I don't know which was more shocking; April's awareness of his- or rather their- existence or that these were the same brutes from the previous night. And they looked just as upset to see the turtles as before. "Get out!" The one wearing a blue mask commanded in a very authoritative tone. He looked like Red, only a bit taller and leaner; he didn't have Red's muscles. But he still gave off this decisively dangerous air. "Oh yeah? Make us!" Hoogie fired back.
I winced, pressing my back up against the wall while they started attacking one another. There were three turtles in total; Red, the one in the blue mask, and one in an orange mask. They all had differing weapons and obviously knew how to use them. My first thoughts were of getting to Mr. Murakami before anything happened to him. April seemed to have the same idea as I heard her cry: "Murakami-san!" Summing up the courage to check to my side, I felt a wave of relief at the sight of her getting him out of the way. I have to get to them! That was my only thought as I started to shuffle down the side of the wall.
I must have moved to much because I suddenly felt this super tight grip on my arm. I didn't have time to look before I found myself yanked by this powerful force in front of me. Finally getting a glimpse, I saw Hoogie holding onto me; within seconds, his hand moved and his arm snaked around me. To my utter horror, I noticed the kitchen cleaver in his other hand; it didn't take a genius to realize this was a hostage situation. One of the turtles must have accidently pushed him in my direction and he saw an opportunity. And an opportunity he had.
"Baby!" April shrieked in sheer terror. "Hold it right there or I'll slice her!" I heard him order, instantly feeling the slick blade caress my neck right under my chin. Words cannot describe how scared I was in that moment. I was petrified that I couldn't move; I couldn't even think. The turtles all immediately stared at us with concerned expressions. To Blue's surprise though it seemed, Red was the first to set his weapons away. His hands rose in front of him a little to show vulnerability. "D-don't hurt her!" "Raph?" Blue sounded surprised, momentarily blinking at his brother. Red didn't answer; his eyes were locked onto us.
"R-red…." I finally managed to groan. "Red!" My hand outreached for him. "Shut up!" It instantly retracted at the violent shake Hoogie gave me. Red gasped and Blue took a step forward. "Stop!" The latter pleaded. "Stay back!" My eyes winced as Hoogie started to dig the knife's corner into me, breaking the skin. Their eyes grew in dread when a drop of blood rolled down my neck. "Y-you're hurting me…." I squeaked out barely. "That's the point, sugar," Hoogie smirked down at me. I felt like vomiting again at the feeling of his nose burying in my hair to soak in my "scent". "God, you smell so good…."
I didn't hear what he told the turtles next; my mind went into full survival mode. I had to escape; that's all I knew. I had to get out of this alive, somehow. At that moment, I noticed a pair of chopsticks on the table beside us. He must have not been paying close attention to me because I was able to reach out for them, with some effort of course. It took place in five seconds or so- it was fast. As soon as I got the chopsticks in my hand, I brought it back towards where I thought his eye might be. I must have hit the target because he suddenly yelped in pain, letting me go.
I didn't even look; the moment I was free, I ran- I ran faster than I ever had in my life. "Kill her!" I heard him yell from behind. "KILL HER!" "Now we're talkin'!" Lanky pulled out his switchblade, immediately chasing me out the door. Red followed immediately behind, leaving his brothers to deal with Hoogie and Big. Lanky could run faster than either of us anticipated though. He was so close on my heels that to escape him, I ran into the empty subway station down a couple of blocks.
It was barren, though all the lights were on. Only pausing momentarily to take off my shoes and throw them in the trash, I tiptoed down the stairs and into one of the platforms. I had to cover my mouth so to keep me from screaming when I heard Lanky approaching. He ran his blade against the white-washed wall as he walked- a slow, malicious walk. It was like he was actually enjoying this, treating it like some sick game; our own version of cat and mouse. "Come out, come out, wherever you are," he said in the sickest tone. It was clear that he wasn't like Hoogie; he wasn't in deflowering my body, he wanted to slice it up. The very thought almost made me cry; almost. But I knew I couldn't afford to have obscure vision right now.
"Don't worry, I ain't gonna hurt ya," Lanky chuckled under his breath. "Much." Oh god! I could hear him getting closer. So close in fact that I started to silently move through the platform, trembling the whole way. Oh god, please! Please, don't cry! Don't scream! I kept telling myself over and over again. I could practically feel him about to turn the corner onto my platform when a different sound echoed through the station. "What?! Turtle….?!" This was followed by a session of punching sounds- hard punches. I took this as my que to make a run for it down the other side.
Not worried about making noise anymore, I ran full-speed down the platform. Turning the corner, I bumped into something very hard; it sent me stumbling back a few steps. Opening my teary eyes, I saw none other than Blue standing there; he looked very nervous and frazzled. We stared at each other bewildered for a long minute until he eventually made a jester my way; his lifted his right hand up a little. I don't know why but in that moment, everything- the fear, the alarm, the pain- all came flooding back to me. I don't think he or I were ready for what happened next.
Tears starting to blur my vision, I ran at him with open arms. In seconds, I was clinging to him for what felt like dear life. It was only then that I allowed myself to cry- truly cry. Blue was so stunned that he didn't seem to know how to react at first. Judging by how red his face turned, I was willing to bet that this was the closest he'd ever been to a girl before. It didn't help either that my breasts were pressing right up against the front of his shell. But I didn't care; in that moment, I needed comfort- I needed to be comforted. I needed to be held by someone stronger than me; anyone, so long as they were strong. Strong enough to keep me safe.
My eyes did open in surprise when his arms wrapped tightly back around me. It took a minute- a very long minute- but Blue finally embraced me. He seemed awkward at first but quickly let the moment take over; he just held me like he was trying to make me feel better….. make me feel better. "It's ok; it's ok. You're safe now," he spoke in a soothing tone. I don't know why but this made me cling tighter to him. "It's ok," his eyes lowered a tad. "I won't let anything happen to you; you're safe." "R-really?" I pulled back so to look him in the eye for the first time. He looked at my crying face for a second before giving me the most reassuring smile.
Hand in hand, Blue led me out of the station. Red was on the end platform; I tried not to notice the blood spattered on him. His eyes widened when he saw us approaching from inside. "You! You're alright!" He came over to us before we even reached him. Blue quickly let go of my hand yet still stayed close to me. "Are you ok?" I knew he was addressing me by the way he eyes were locked solid onto mine. "Y-yes," I responded shakily. He didn't look to believe me and both his and Blue's eyes grew in horror at the sight of blood on my neck. I was so scared that I had completely forgotten about that cut. My hand rose to cover it. "I-it's nothing…"
"Where's Switchblade?" Blue then asked Red. "Taken care of," was the only answer he gave. Blue examined his brother's face for a second and then decided not press it further. I wasn't sure if he worried Red might have beaten Lanky too hard or not hard enough… "And the other two?" It was Red's turn to interrogate Blue, crossing his arms as per usual. "Don't worry. We won't be seeing them for a long time," Blue said with a mild hint of confidence. I kept looking between the two, not saying a word; my hand was balled up on my chest. They both suddenly turned back to me, seeming calmer now that the danger had actually disappeared. With a sigh, Blue started to move forward again. "Come on, let's get you home."