Planning
As I continue thinking about my father's threat (and he MEANS it), I get more scared and more scared. "Raph," I say, looking to him, "I'm scared. Shredder doesn't just threaten and that's it: he carries out his threats. I don't want to die until it's naturally." I feel a shruiken enter my arm, making me wince and nearly fall off the roof, only being saved when Raph holds me up and puts me on my feet carefully, a shot entering his arm. "Raph," I say, taking the shot out of his arm and putting my hand on his shell gently. I look toward our attacker: a mutant dog named Dogpound. "Well," the dog says, smirking, "I guess I ruined your happy reunion." As the dog leaves, I turn my gaze back to Raph. "Please stay with me," I say as I help Raph to the lair, the others are out on patrol. Putting my hand on him, I heal him and his strength returns, letting him sit up. "You're alright," I say, hugging him, feeling him hug me back. "I wouldn't leave you," Raph says, kissing the top of my head. "What are we going to do," I ask, pulling away from the hug. "I have an idea," Raph says, looking to me and holding me in his lap, "you can go, but I'll be in the shadows with the other three." I knew he wouldn't let me get hurt at all, but I'm still scared.
"I'm still scared," I say, looking down, "and it's not like me to be scared like this." Raph wraps his arms around me, calming me down. "I know it's not," he replies, kissing my cheek, "but it's nothing to be ashamed of." I shake my head in disbelief, resting my head against him. "I disagree," I say, looking in his emerald green eyes, "I've shown nothing but anger and temper, not much else." Raph understands and his presence calms me down, giving me courage and I stand, taking a deep breath. "I'm ready," I say, seeing Raph stand and wrap his arm around my waist, calling the others and telling them to meet us on the roof of Shredder's lair ASAP for the plan.