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remmushound · 3 years

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Not a request, but a random bonding idea I came up with for my one-shots, so enjoy!! @assanmaharielsreblogs

Michelangelo was making dinner like he always did. While the brothers frequently indulged themselves in pizza and other fast food, that was usually a lunch thing for them. Breakfast and dinner always fell to Michelangelo, just how he liked it. On the odd occasional Michelangelo was hurt or sick or exhausted from a long night out on a mission— too exhausted to get up early or too tired to make dinner— Splinter or Leonardo always substituted (though Leonardo’s substitution was almost always takeout he tried to pass as his own cooking, even when Donatello’s cash count said otherwise. Leonardo always left a generous tip.) Splinter’s cooking wasn’t bad, but it was always some obscure, vaguely familiar dish from his heritage, such as unagi or tempura, that they almost never had all the right ingredients for. Splinter’s supplementation for the missing supplies never really turned out right, though he insisted it tasted just like the real thing. Still, if finances allowed, Donatello always made sure to splurge on supplies at the end of the month so that their father could make the dishes properly and bring some joy to his life. Something to hold onto from his human days.

One time, he remembered, Leonardo had a complaint about the dish Splinter had presented (hiyashi chūka, if Michelangelo was remembering right) and Splinter just about blew a gasket.

“You will eat what I served you..” the old, angry rat had said to his then twelve year old son, “...or you will eat nothing at all!”

Michelangelo carried a similar mentality into his cooking, though he’d always switch to Doctor Feelings before dinner to get everyone’s recommendations, and if they still complained even after the alterations were made, then Doctor Delicate would come out to play.

“Not all of us have your iron stomach, dad.” Twelve year old Leonardo had argued back to his father, to which Donatello had added:

“Only one of us did, actually.”

Then all eyes had turned to thirteen year old Raphael, who was onto his third bowl and was absolutely demolishing it with a savage, starving ferocity.

“RAPH STILL HUNGRY!” The teen had spat before throwing one of their good bowls at the wall, which earned him a time out (and also more soup to keep him content).

But that was then, and this was now. Michelangelo was cooking a new recipe— a four cheese ravioli with marinara sauce and pepperonis. He remembered the New Brothers asking about something called Pizza Gyoza and he wanted to try it out for himself. It didn’t take him long to realize he was being watched. Still with a smile on his face, he turned to meet the spy.

“Hey!”

Mikey gave a yelp and tried to shrink back out of view around the corner. Michelangelo frowned and tilted his head as he left the ingredients to go investigate.

“Hey.” He repeated again, holding a patient hand out to his counterpart, “didja wanna help?”

Mikey seemed surprised by the offer. “I’m not a good cook.”

Michelangelo shrugged. “And I don’t know how to play the tuba— doesn’t stop me from practicing every Sunday night! Just ask Donnie.”

Mikey laughed, and it made Michelangelo smile to see the other him not so scared anymore. Through the laughter, Mikey sputtered out words that Michelangelo couldn’t quite make out, but it seemed to bring the speaker joy so he didn’t mind.

“So?” Michelangelo prompted after the giggle fest had run its course.

Mikey gave a few last giggles before he was still and sad once more. “Are you sure...? You don’t think I’ll ruin it?”

Michangelo took the older turtle around the shell and began to guide him to the counter.

“There’s no wrong way to mess up a recipe you’re making up! Besides, even if it’s bad, raph’ll eat it like it’s five star lobster! I don’t even think he can taste anymore.”

“Really?” Mikey gave a look that showed he didn’t quite believe, “my Raph’s really particular about what he’ll eat....”

Michelangelo snapped. “Ah, a picky eater! I got one of those! That’s why I gotta make Donnie’s portion separate on most nights. Splinter tried to use the ‘can’t leave the table until you eat it’ technique and Donnie say there for almost two days refusing to touch it before splinter gave in.”

Mikey whistled. “I don’t think I could go two hours without food...” he clutched at his stomach, “let alone two days...”

Michelangelo gave a patient smile and patted Mikey’s shell to urge him closer to the counter. Mikey looked out over the perfectly laid out supplies, and then back nervously at the other.

“W... what are you making?”

“What do you think?” Michelangelo motioned to the ingredients. “Take a guess!”

Mikey narrowed his eyes as he took a second look. Several jars of Marinara, four different cheeses laid out... pepperonis and meat-cutting scissors... flour, salt, eggs, olive oil...

“Are... you making pizza gyoza?” Mikey could feel his stump of a tail beginning to wag excitedly at the thought of the soft, cheesy goodness of the treats his friend murikami often made for them.

Michelangelo tisked his tongue and bopped his other on the nose. “Close~ I’m making my own version! The best chef can improvise with what he has in his kitchen! The gyoza you described would be put in a dumpling, but this one will be improvised to fit in a ravioli! I could have done the traditional gyoza, but I like putting my own spin on things! It’s gonna be a four cheese ravioli with pepperonis mixed in and topped with marinara sauce! I call it Mikey’s Masterpiece!”

Mikey could feel his mouth running at the thought and swiped his tongue across his lips. “Sounds tasty...”

Michelangelo nodded, almost about to open his mouth to offer more praise before he saw that the poor mutant was still looking nervous and unsure.

“Here,” Michelangelo slid over several cups of flour and a measured amount of salt. “Mound them on the the counter and Make a well.”

Mikey poured the ingredients in the table and stared at them for a few seconds before Michelangelo recognized his mistake.

“Oh! Mm. We’re gonna make... a lake! See, the flour and salt will be our sand and the wet ingredients...?”

“Will... be our water?” Mikey offered tentatively.

“Exactly! So make the sand, but leave space in the middle so we can put in our water!”

“Oh!” Mikey giggled as he began to make a surprisingly well-crafted well, “this is fun!”

Michelangelo let the turtle have his fun before bringing over his egg mixture and offering it.

“Your ‘Water’ my liege~”

Mikey took the bowl and, after an encouraging nod from his other, carefully poured the mixture into the center.

Michelangelo cleared his throat. “OH NO! The tides coming in!”

Mikey gasped.

“And it’s taking a bunch of sand back with it!” He knew lakes didn’t really have a tide, but it worked for the euphemism. He took his hand and swiped some of the flour into the liquidy center. “Do you know how tides work, Mike?”

Mikey shook his head, his eyes in awe as he imagined the water cutting across the Sandy shores and taking them away into the cold depths.

“Well, tides come in a little at a time, so they can only take a little sand at a time.” Michelangelo explained, “and then!” He began to mix the liquid around with his hand, “the waves all get crazy in the middle and have a party! Now the tides gonna take even more sand! You try!”

Mikey knocked some of the sand into the mixture and, when he wasn’t scolded for doing something wrong, he began to carefully mix it. Michelangelo guided him through the rest of the steps until the ingredients were all mixed into a soft, doughy ball.

“What now?” Mikey giggled— his face and hands were now coated in flour to add to his genuine enjoyment of the activity.

“Now: feel how it’s all gooey-ooey?”

“Ya!” Mikey poked the dough.

“That’s like mud!”

“Mud?”

“After it rained all day and the earth got soft! But it’s January! What happens when night comes?”

Mikey scratched his head. “It gets all cold...”

“Aaaand...?”

“And the mud freezes!”

“Exactly!” Michelangelo folded the dough safely in plastic wrap and put it in the fridge. “So now it’s night!”

“So we go to sleep?”

“No silly! We’re ninja! We stalk the nights!”

“We own the night!”

“Exactly! So let’s own the night and keep busy while the dough freezes!” Michelangelo hummed as he looked over the cheeses. He took a handful and showed it to Mikey. “See these?”

“Cheese?” Mikey took a piece and ate it happily.

“No! It’s not cheese its... mystic crystals! Do you have those in your world?”

“No.” Mikey gaped, “Well, there was this one time that April got an evil Crystal from an alien planet. Does that count?”

“No. These are mystic crystals! They take on the properties of whatever they’re added to!”

“It just looks like cheddar to me...”

“That’s exactly what it wants you to think.” Michelangelo winked. “Now, we’re gonna make a magic potion with our mystic crystals!”

“What does the potion do?”

“It’s a... warmth potion! For when you’re cold! So we gotta add a lot of heat for it to form proper!”

Michangelo put a skillet on the stove and added olive oil, half a fan of marinara, and garlic. He offered a cup of heavy cream to Mikey, who promptly took a sip before pouring the rest of it into the concoction— it was going to get boiled anyway, so it shouldn’t matter. After a few minutes of standing over the heat, Michelangelo offered his friend the cheese.

“Now is the time to add the crystals— slowly!” He quickly added as Mikey went to pour the whole thing, “we don’t want the crystals to be on top of each other! They need to melt for the potion to work!”

Mikey nodded and obeyed, and while he did, Michelangelo started to warm up the rest of the marinara on a separate pan and preheat the oven. He checked in quickly on the brewing potion and removed it from the heat once it was ready, taking a wooden spoon to scoop up a small bit and taste before offering the rest to Mikey. The box turtle practically melted as the heat overtook his body in a pleasant mix of sauce and cheese.

“Mmmmm...” he moaned softly, “that’s really good!”

Michelangelo grinned, and began to sprinkle some pepperonis in and begin to mix it around. “Oh good other of mine~! I think it’s daaaaawn!”

Mikey gasped and hurried over to the fridge and pull out the flattened dough, giving it a poke. “It wooooorked...”

“Now! Roll it on the table, quick!” He tossed Mikey a rolling pin, “before the dough worms come out!”

Mikey’s jaw fell open. “The whaaaaat?”

“THE DOUGH WORMS! They live in cold dough and steal all the flavor! Now hurry and smoosh them before they can escape with the taste!”

“OH NO!” Mikey slammed the dough on the table and began to roll it out.

“No thicker than a nickel— the worms are really small and can survive otherwise!”

“I WONT LET ANY OF THEM ESCAPE!”

Mikey did an excellent job of flattening out the dough into a large, thin sheet. After reassuring him he had gotten all the ‘dough worms’, Michelangelo carefully cut the sheet in half and began to lay his cheese mixture.

“See these?” He held up the spoonful of the mystic potion, “when mystic potion is added to dough and boiled, it’s affects increase tenfold!”

“Ooooo!”

“So put them in piles like so...” Michelangelo began to lay out spoonfuls an inch apart, “so we can make a bunch and share it!”

“Good idea! We all need to stay warm and toasty!” Mikey grabbed another spoon and began to help.

With the playful assistance of Mikey, they had finished making the ravioli within two hours and Michelangelo let Mikey serve to to the hungry brothers.

“Mmm...” Leonardo moaned almost sensually at the explosive taste in his mouth. “This is really good.”

Leo had been hesitant at first when he found out it had been Michelangelo preparing the dinner, but a quick sight test showed nothing awry. A smell test yielded only a warm fragrance, and lastly a taste test...

Leo’s eyes shot open and he was sure they had fallen from his sockets in his surprise. One small nibble had turned into swallowing the chopstick-ful whole and almost purring in delight as the warm, perfect mix of sauce and cheese and dough rolled down his throat. Once their brother had taken the dive, Raph and Donnie exchanged shocked glances and began to scarf down their shares as if they hadn’t eaten in days.

Mikey didn’t open his mouth, except to eat his extra tasty dinner of course. Just seeing his brothers happily scarfing down something that he’d made was more than enough.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tmnt au #donatello #donnie #leo #leonardo #Mikey #Michelangelo #raph #raphael #one shots

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nadacwriter · 4 years

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M & M

Fandom: Infinity Train.

Summary: The train has lots of departments. Not all of them wonderful.

Wordcount: 1433

'ALERT. ALERT. M/M BLACKSHIRT SERVICE NEEDED. CAR 42-'

“-5867-C, I GET IT. I'm on my WAY.”

Raph had heard the alarm maybe 18 times so far. They didn't know why it was them specifically. They were always the doctor that got sent to the Mall Car, sure, but only for blueshirt business. And if blackshirts were ever needed, they wasn't usually called unless some kid was involved, and even then it was only if a kid had gotten sick because of the death. In fact, they oculdn't think of a single time they'd ever actually NEEDED to use the blackshirt. Maybe this was just training or something. Admin had a weird way of doing that. So did One-One and the Steward, if those two yellowshirts were to be believed.

Just as Raph was wondering how those two yellowshirts were getting on after their illness, though…

'ALERT. ALERT. M/M BLACKSHIRT SERVICE UPDATE; DOWNGRADED TO CLEANING SERVICE. ONLY ONE OPERATIVE NECESSARY.'

“Guess that's me...” Raph groaned and threw on the suit as the operative code came up on the screen.

'RAPHAEL CHAMBERS

M/M PEDIATRIC MEDIC/PSYCHOLOGIST.

0.'

“I hate when I'm right.” They rolled their eyes once more, throwing on the still mostly fresh suit. They slid into the legs and pulled the top over their tanktop, buttoning the suit and buckling the neck. These suits were unique, in that they had gloves at the end of the sleeves, for safety purposes. Headset on, mask as well, and hat. Raph gave themselves one last cursory look in the mirror, and walked out of their cabin.

Out of the cabin hall and up into the hospital. Nighttime on the hospital car, it seemed, as they walked through the mostly empty halls, humming to themselves. Others found the hospital creepier at night, but Raph found it calming; maybe it's because they spent most of their time working nightshift at their last place.

“Raph!” A tinny, robotic voice called out. A small cube on wheels drove up to Raph and wheeled in tandem, “Rumor is you took the blackshirt assignment!”

Raph looked down at the small cuboid robot, and nodded, “Yes, Bhor. It's the mall car. Kinda my spot.”

“Rumor has it a Grayshirts on her way with an Apex kid!”

“Oh, suuure,” Raph said, “because Grayshirts care so much about the train.” The sarcasm dripped from their words like poison.

“Rumor is that you're going to clean up a body!” “...Bhor, that's not a rumor.” They said. “That's what the assignment is.”

“I might need more help with rumors.” “Don't worry, bud,” They opened the door and patted Bhor on the head, “You'll get there.”

It wasn't a long ride in a capsule to get to the roof of the mall car. It was a big train, sure, but the Hospital car was constantly moving. A little detour wouldn't actually be that big of an issue. On one hand, this is good. It made sure Raph was there before anything else could happen to the remains. On the other hand, this meant Raph had no time to prepare.

“Raph!” the headset came crackling to life, “It's Bhor again! What's it look like out there?”

“Hey, Bhor...looks like I'll need a vacuum instead of a shovel.” They said, setting the pod down on the roof of the Mall car and climbing out of it. They climbed down the wall of the car and looked over to the bridge.

Raph climbed onto the ladder and called down, “Train Medical and Mortuary, Raph.” Typical greeting for what looked like an abnormally messy death scene.

“Looks bad from the camera.”

“Yep. Ghom must've gotten him, whoever it was-”

“Simon.”

Raph looked over. About five kids, and Raph knew all of them; they'd helped them when they got sick, and they'd made sure that if they'd needed any medicine that they got it. And all of them looked afraid. All but one.

Grace Monroe. Leader of the Apex. She didn't usually look like that. She was usually chipper, confident, a bit smug. Raph knew she was a cult leader. That she was an inherently dangerous individual who wasn't easy to trust. He knew she wasn't always the best and giving the kids their medicine, either…

But at least she knew what she was doing before. Now she looked a little worse for wear.

Granted, so did what apparently used to be Simon.

“...You say a Ghom got him?” Asked Raph, looking back at the pile of dust in the middle of the bridge.

“Well it's not like I could do that!” Grace said, her number ticking up by one, her arms crossing and eyes looking back to the door.

“Not like I would've done it, either.”

Raph shook their head, “I'm not accusing you of anything, Grace. I just need to be sure for the report. You have any idea what he wanted with his remains?”

“Just get rid of them.” Grace snapped, her fists clenching.

Raph jumped back a bit. They had always known Simon and Grace to be close as kin. And she didn't even want his ashes? What had happened that got them here? Raph figured it was best to leave that be; Job for someone else. Not them.

“I'm sorry for your loss, Grace. You know who to call if any of the kids-”

“Just get RID of them.” “...Wilco.”

Raph walked out to the center of the bridge, and grabbed the vacuum from their pack.

“She seemed upset, Raph. I can try and pull up a record for ya!” “I don't know, Bhor...” They began to vacuum up the dust, “If she was that mad at him, I don't want to know-”

“Looks like he tried to kill her!” “Bhor. Let someone finish before you-” “Ohhh! Says here his number was the highest the train's ever seen!” “BHOR.” “Sorry.”

The dust was cleared, and sat in a small glass urn hooked to the vacuum. Raph turned to leave, and saw one last kid still standing in the door.

“Lucy?” They asked, walking over.

“...I liked Simon.” She said, forlorn and sitting with their legs criss cross.

Raph sat next to her, sighing softly, “Well, we all have to go through it...everyone loses someone they love. It's a fact of life.”

“But I don't WANT to be sad...Simon was a bad person, and he tried to kill Grace, and he tried to convince me she was bad, and...stuff.”

Raph nodded solemnly, “It can be hard. Realizing that someone you liked was a bad person. It's difficult to let go of those good memories.”

“But do I have to stop thinking about when he helped me? W-When he read to me when I couldn't sleep, or when he gave me gifts for my birthday, or when he made sure you knew exactly how sick I was, or...all that?”

“Lucy...” Raph sighed, looking over to her, “People change. All people. And usually? They change for the better. They get better, they...they grow.” Raph reached into their pack, handing Lucy a candy bar, “But sometimes they let you down. And Simon...he let you down.”

Lucy sighed and took the candybar, stuffing it into her pocket, “So...I'm not a bad person if I'm confused about all this?” Raph shook their head, “Nope. Simon was not a great guy. But he did nice things, and those nice things helped you. It's more complicated then 'guy good, guy bad'.”

Lucy looked up, “I'm sad Simon changed...but I'm glad he's gone.”

Raph nodded. “That, unfortunately, is true of a lot of people...hey, don't look now, but your number's going down.”

Lucy looked at her hand, and then back at Raph.

“That's not...really as bad as I thought, huh?”

Raph shook his head, “It's a good thing.” They hugged Lucy and patter her back, standing up and walking to the ladder.

“Go inside. Don't know if there are any other Ghoms out.”

As Lucy ran back inside and shut the door behind her, Raph got into the pod and sighed.

“You always do a good job with the kids!” Bhor said over the headset.

“It WAS my job before the train, y'know.” “What should we do with Simon's dust?” Asked Bhor, “We can't just dump the corpse at the find spot like we usually do, and something tells me Samantha A2A35 doesn't want him either!”

Raph sighed, “I dunno...guess we're just keeping him in the columbarium.”

As the Pod made its way back to the Hospital car, Raph looked up the profile and labeled the jar.

Simon Laurant.

Passenger

1.04 X 10^7843929

Consumed by Ghom.

#Infinity Train #Death mention #Infinity Train spoilers #Fanfiction

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mitkitty · 4 years

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Gift of a Frenemy

((Happy birthday, Tessa! ^v^ *huuuuugs* hope you enjoy this oneshot))

((Aaaaaaah its all so cute, thank you so much!!!

Birthdays had always been a… mixed bag for Wil.

When she was able to spend it with her mothers, it was nice. They gave her their full attention, letting her pick whatever activity they did that day and whatever dish they had for supper (plus the homemade birthday cakes were nice too).

The birthdays where she had to spend it alone, however… weren’t so great. Students and teachers at school never remembered, and due to her lack of popularity, she wasn’t exactly the ‘birthday party’ type.

Until now, that is. To some, having a birthday party in the sewers was far from ideal. But to her - seeing her friends, her moms and her boyfriend all in one place, giving her the birthday party she never really had - it was absolutely perfect.

She lost track of how long it lasted, though a part of her wouldn’t have minded if it lasted forever. She laughed and joked around with her friends, played party games, ate good food, watched movies (NOT Lou Jitsu ones, thank goodness), danced and pretty much just partied to her hearts content.

“-Hey, we’re not too late, are we?” Wil turned her attention towards one of the Lair entrances, and grinned.

“N-Nope,” she told the gargoyles, hopping down from the second level to greet them, “C-Come on in!”

“Aww, thanks Wil!” Muninn said, smiling back.

“Yeah,” Huginn nodded, “Happy birthday, kid.” He would have waved or offered her a hug, though the heavy gift bag in his and Muninn’s hands prevented him from doing so.

Not wanting them to strain their little wings any longer, Wil took the bag. “Aww, th-thanks you guys! You’re so sweet.” They flew over to her shoulders, nuzzling her cheeks a bit and making her giggle.

“Weeeell?” Muninn said after a few moments, “Come on, open it!”

“Heh, o-okay okay!” Setting it down, Wil opened up the gift bag - and while she wasn’t completely surprised by its contents, she was still touched by the meaning behind them. After all, she gave them snacks all the time, so it was only fitting they gave her snack in return. “Wowwww!”

She took each item out, wanting to fully appreciate the gift that she was sure they worked hard to get her. There was caramel popcorn, a jar of Nutella, a couple cupcakes, and even sugar cookies that had been frosted (albeit a bit messily) to look like her. “These are great!”

However, when she took out the final item - a small bag of blue, white and yellow M&Ms from the store in Times Square - she couldn’t help but smile. “Um, I-I’m sorry but- guys, y-you know I can’t eat chocolate.”

“Oh no, did we forget?” Muninn said in ‘shock’, his tone a bit forced, “Gosh, we’re sorry! Guess you’ll have to just exchange them for some non-chocolate candies.”

“Yeahhh,” Huginn nodded, smirking ever so slightly, “Though, I’d maybe wait until after you get Boss’ gift. You know, just in case.”

Wil gave them both a curious look, though didn’t get a chance to ask any follow-up questions. With one last hug to her shoulders, they wished her a happy birthday before flying up to the second level to see what other festivities the party had.

“H-Huh…” Still wondering what Huginn meant by that, Wil gathered up all the treats and placed the bag next to her other presents before joining back into the birthday fun.

The moon was high above the NYC skyline as the Bulwarks returned home. Venny and Eva kissed their daughter goodnight before heading to bed. As for Wil herself, while the party had worn her out in the best possible way, her nocturnal feline instincts ensured that she would still be up for at least a couple hours more.

She fidgeted a bit with the (fake but still pretty) ruby covered bracelet Raph had given her as she thought about what to do next. “Maybe I’ll do some reading,” Wil mumbled to herself, thinking of the chemistry books and shoujo manga books Donnie and Leo had gotten her. Doing that would be both enjoyable and would make her sleepy. But before she could even begin to try and get comfy, there was a knock at their door.

Quietly, Wil padded down the stairs and opened the door. The tall figure in front of her took a moment to recognize, but once she saw the face underneath the hood, she wasn’t worried at all. “Y-You know,” she said, crossing her arms, “you c-could have just came to the pa-party.”

“Like I said,” Draxum grumbled, “I’m not much of a party person.” Besides, while Venny didn’t mind him and Wil and Mikey had wanted to include him, they all knew that there was still plenty of friction between him and Splinter. It would have been wrong to fill her special day with drama that she had nothing to do with. “Still, I figured it would be consider rude to let the occasion pass without a token of acknowledgement, so-” he reached into his pocket, and pulled out a vial, “Happy birthday.”

Wil’s eyes widened a bit as she took a closer look at the glass vial. Whatever was in it wasn’t green or glowing, thankfully. Instead, it was a cool, light shade of brown - almost like chocolate milk. “Wh-What is it?”

“Well… I was told you had allergies that prevented you from eating chocolate,” Draxum explained, “And judging by how many bakeries and candy shops there are in this city, I’d imagine that must be pretty frustrating. So, I thought I could help with that.”

Wil blinked, a bit shocked. “Wait, so… s-so, is this like an Antihistamine or-”

“One dose, and your dietary biology will be forever changed,” Draxum told her, “and you’ll be able to eat as much chocolate as you wish without any harmful side effects. Well, other than a stomachache and cavities, maybe.”

She stared at him, a bit shocked. She honestly didn’t know what to say. Seeing this, Draxum quickly added, “You don’t have to drink it. I won’t force you to. It’s yours to do whatever you wish with, including throw away. I just-… I thought that, after everything you’ve done for me, the least I could do is provide you with a mutation that you might actually want.”

Wil’s eyes softened a bit at that. “You big d-dummy…” Taking the vial, she hugged him. Surprised though not as annoyed with the action as he normally might have been, he patted her back. Hugs weren’t… that bad, on rare occasions.

“I n-never said I hated being a c-cat, you know,” she told him once the hug ended, “Like I t-told you before…” It had been scary at first - completely terrifying, really. But she was stronger and faster now, not to mention the fact that if she had never mutated, she might have never met her best friends. Sure, being a cat in a world of humans would still always have its difficulties, it was still her life. It wasn’t always easy, but she accepted it. She was happy, whiskers and all.

“If you’re wanting to m-make up for this wh-whole situation-” she gestured to herself- “then, well, y-you’re already doing it by trying to be a better person! That means more than a-any potion or mutation.”

“…” Draxum glanced away a bit. “I suppose so…”

Wil looked down at the vial. She was sure that Draxum had thoroughly tested it, but even so- “I’ll h-have to sleep on it a little b-before I decide to use this or not. Still-” she smiled genuinely at him, letting her appreciation be known loud and clear, “T-Thank you for the gift, Draxum.”

Draxum nodded. “Happy birthday, Wilhelmina.” With that taken care of, he began to turn away, figuring that he had already taken up enough of her time-

“Hey, s-speaking of birthdays, we still have some leftover cake, i-if you want some.” That made Draxum pause. “I know how much y-you love Mom’s cooking~” she added, giving him a small smirk.

Draxum scoffed, though didn’t move. “…I guess one slice couldn’t hurt. The walk over made me a bit peckish anyway.” Wil chuckled, and happily opened the door to let him in.

Yep… It really was a pretty perfect birthday.

#rottmnt #rottmnt ocs #this is after a lot of RP stuff oops heh #but its so cute i gotta share #submission

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garnetshell · 6 years

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I missed you •3•! I don't really have any requests, but some LDL would be cute, you make such a beautiful ship out of them

You don’t want me to-

Well, okay!!

HERE YOU GO!!

Just a little writing dealing with the Monsters AU!

Warning sex ahead;

Oh mama, did I need to write this.

How longhad he been here in this realm? This odd place that seemed like amirror to the world he had been born. When he first came he wassurprised that the sun came up, that it wasn’t in perpetual darkness.That was when he had met Michelangelo, or Mikey. He was a playfulsort given his nature. Mostly harmless unless he must fight then hewas a formidable foe. Mikey took him to Raphael whom was strong andsilent, his sense of scent so strong he knew something was off aboutLeonardo right away. He wasn’t “normal”. He wasn’t a monster likethe rest of them. When he tried to communicate then it solidified inthe half werewolf’s mind that Leo was indeed, foreign. The two tookhim to see the Necromancer. Imagine his surprise that the person hewas sent to kill by his betrothed, Karai, was a Midwife byprofession. A necromancer was simply and linguist that knew how tospeak “through the realms” or “with the dead”. It was theonly reason why Donatello knew what Leonardo really was, a human sentto the Monster world.

Stillfocused on his mission, Leonardo lied in wait. He was taken in bythat Incubus midwife, living in his oddly shaped home. It had beenmonths and he was still trying to remember which room held what.Donatello had rooms reserved specifically for several types of herbs,a room for processing them, more storage rooms than he could countthat were filled with odd glowing bottles, jars, and pots that talkedwhen opened. There were cabinets and closets filled with tools tohelp the “women” during birth. He had a building in the back thathad many different baby items for new borns, and there was a wholeother building dedicated to what would be needed for any new born.

At first hehad thought that Donatello was deceptive. Tried to turn him againsthuman kind but when Donatello never mentioned even the word “human”Leonardo started to question. He questioned more when he saw how thehalf turtle creature soothed and aided his patients. He witnessed thesoftest expressions on his face as he would gently clean a baby,cooing as it cried for its mother. No one that could look at suchinnocence like that could be as dark as Karai tried to make himbelieve… right?

Not tomention, Donatello… he… Leonardo looked down at the blade in hishands, the very one he was supposed to plunge into the Necromancer’sheart to free his master from his curse.

He felt hisheart sink.

He had tosteel himself. Keep on target. He was sent here for a reason. OrokuSaki, his master, his future father-in-law was under that terriblecurse, slowly withering away while being plagued by visions ofterrible creatures eating him. He had an obligation.

“Leo!Mikey and Raph sent word that they are going to be at the taverntonight!!” Donatello’s voice rose up from the stairs that were nearhis room. His room… one that Donatello had cleaned out, gone andbought him a bed and a dresser… took him to the market to get whathe wanted so he would be comfortable… What kind of “monster”would do that?

He closedhis eyes and tried to focus. He wasn’t Leonardo. Leonardo was hiscode name, his real name was Yuuta. He was Hamato Yuuta. He had toremember that, cling onto that. He knew he would be deceived here,tricked into thinking this was an innocent world.

“Leo?”There was a soft knock on his door.

Donatelloquietly opened the door slowly, peeking in just enough to seeLeonardo sitting at the foot of his bed cradling a dagger in hispalms.

“Leo?”

“Hm?”He didn’t look up, only stared at the blade, its shining surfacereflecting back the green color of his turtle skin.

“You notfeeling up for the tavern? I could send word to Mikey and Raph thatwe’ll have dinner here.”

“Oh…Oh! No, no it’s okay. We can go, if you want.”

Donatellostepped in, the wings on his back, folded up to look like a shellpulsed as he shifted them.

“Do youneed relief?” His hand came down onto Leonardo’s shoulder.

Leoswallowed as he looked up at those soft lilac purple eyes. He knewwhat the incubus was offering, he had done so several times. Any timethat he thought Leo, no Yuuta, needed comfort.

He shookhis head as he had grown accustomed to doing.

“Are yousure?” Donnie’s clawed hand slipped up to his neck leaving aburning trail of desire.

Yuuta tookin a deep breath, he felt a tremble race through his body. He triedto rationalize that his reaction to Donatello was purely because hewas a beast of seduction. It was a natural reaction. But if that wastrue, then how could he refuse him so many times. Why was it that hehad a growing need to be around him? His touch felt so good, at timesit was calming, others it made his face flush and heart race.

“Donnie,I-”

The incubusstepped closer, a knee coming up beside Yuuta’s thigh. Heinstinctively moved the dagger he held away, he let it tumbleharmlessly to the floor as his hands opted to hold something else,something warm and lean. He cupped Donnie’s hips, fingers under thepouches that strapped to his belt and around his thighs like gunholsters. He looked up at the monster that gazed down at him. An oddsound crawled up his chest, vibrating in his throat. He didn’t knowwhat it was but Donnie gave one in return his sounding almostmusical. An enchanting melody that made the blood rush to his groin.

“I can’tdo this.” He whispered as Donatello’s hands caressed his head. “Itwouldn’t be for relief.”

“Whatwould it be for?” Donnie wiggled his long tail slipping it down toslip over Yuuta’s knee.

He lookedup at the creature touching him. He pleaded with his eyes for him tounderstand how wrong this was, how he was a human in the guise of amonster. Donatello didn’t deserve him, a wretched creature that wasgoing to marry a woman he hated out of obligation. There was no roomin him for what this was. He had tradition to worry about, a masterto obey…

Donatelloleaned down, his lips barely touching Yuuta’s as he whispered. “Ilove you too, Yuuta.”

He ask howDonnie knew, all he was aware of was the incubus and his taste. Histongue had been the one to betray him, he had kissed the monstertrying to desperately drink him. He moved his hands, pushing againstthe strapped on packs to grab fistfuls of flesh. A moan that he ateonly fueled him. He pulled the incubus fully onto his lap, hisalready hard cock slipping free from its confines.

“Mm-”Donnie pulled their mouths apart, panting. He leaned back, unbucklinghis utility belt. “G-girl or boy?”

“What?”

“Do youwant me as a woman or man?”

“Whatdifference does that make with a creature like you?” He asked as hekissed along shoulder.

“I- ohgods, that feels good.” Donnie tilted his head, offering his neckas the semi-human kissed. He bit his lip as he felt a hard wet cockrub against his belly. He allowed his body to take over, do what itwanted. His body adjusted, doing what it was born to do. He liftedhimself up onto his knees, feeling shakey being on the edge of thebed. He reached between them, grabbing the thick green cock and linedhimself up. He rested down, sheathing it deep inside. His head fellback, wings relaxing down as Yuuta held onto him, sucking on his neckwhile bucking up into the now succubus.

“Y-yuuta.”

He stilled.The name felt dirty. Wrong. He pulled Donnie up, slipping out of hiswonderful body. He slipped his arms under legs and rolled them so themonster was underneath. He ran his hands down to the clasps of theleg straps and undid them. He pulled Donnie’s packs and utility beltfree, dumping it off to the side.

“Leo.”

“Leo?”Donnie repeated as the semi-human spread his pretty green legs. Blueeyes looking down at his vaginal lips.

“Call meLeonardo.” He lowered himself down, slipping his tongue between thelabia.

Donnie bithis bottom lip as he was french kissed. Heat running through his bodyas he felt every lick. That clever tongue poking into his vagina asLeo brushed the pink little bud of a clitoris. He arched his backagainst the mattress, his long tail wiggling as his toes curled.

“L-leo,p-please.”

Leonardogave one last long lick before he drew himself up, paralell toDonatello. He grasped his cock and took the head to brush against hislover’s clitoris.

“I wantyou, Donnie. Every sexual form. I want to take you as a man, as awoman, and anything in between. Will you let me?”

Donniequickly nodded, trying to rock his hips up to get more of thatdelicious torture that Leonardo was giving to him.

“I wantto claim you so thoroughly that you won’t desire anyone else.” Hesuddenly thrusted his cock into Donatello’s body. The monster let outa howl of approval as he kicked out a leg.

Leo tookhold of Donnie’s legs, bending them up and over his shoulders. Hecrawled up closer and up onto the balls of his feet. He placed hishands on their side of Donnie’s head forcing the incubus, into aball, ass up with Leonardo fully mounted on top. He moved his hips ina pistoning motion digging in as deeply as he could. His cock rubbingagainst the velvety walls that hugged so tightly around him. Hejerked to a stop when he felt the tip of Donatello’s tail up againsthis anus.

The purpleeyed monster whimpered, his claws gently raking down his arms.

“Don’tstop, please don’t stop.”

Leo lickedhis lips as he felt the tip of that tail press against him once more.

“Push itin, just a little.”

Donnie didas he was told, pushing the tip of his tail into his lover’s ass. Heslowly pumped it, not going in deeper as Leo got used to the smallintrusion.

“Leo-please.I need to feel your seed in me,” Donnie begged.

“Fuck,”Leo groaned under his breath. He rolled his hips finding he enjoyedthe feeling of the tail in him while he fucked down into this lovelycreature.

Donniehowled as Leo started to feverishly pound into him. He was helplessin his position. He could feel Leonardo’s dick driving into him,rubbing him almost raw as he found that spot inside that made Donniedig his claws in and scream from ecstasy. The coiling heat of matingtwisted tighter and tighter inside of him. He clamped down aroundLeo’s cock, cumming harder than he had with any previous sexualencounters. His lover stilled, pressing down onto him. He let out ahelpless shout as he couldn’t push Leo’s cock out of his body, hisjuices welling up and pushing out around the penis that piraticallyplugged him up. He could feel the wetness slip down around his ass aswell as down his stomach as Leo continued to dive into him. The lewdslapping sounds only made him purr with pleasure as his overlysensitive body swam in a sea of desire. He could feel himselfstarting to coil once more. Oh gods, blessed gods, he was going tocum again. That’s never happened before.

Leonardoson stilled, pushing his hips in as tightly as he could as his facescrunched up. He held his breath as he shot his load deep withinDonatello’s velvety purse. He pumped his hips a few times afterward,milking every drop out. He cursed as he felt Donatello cum for asecond time, squeezing around him, this time forcing his cock out.

He pantedheavily as he started to lean back. He wrapped his arms aroundDonnie’s legs so that the monster wouldn’t just flop to the side. Hesat back on his feet, Donnie’s legs still resting over his shoulders.He looked at the messy cream that colored Donatello’s gender.

“Th-thatwas- AH!” Donnie gasped trying to twist away as Leonardo’s mouthfound its way between his legs, licking at his sensitive sex.

“Sorry.”Leo gave it a soft kiss before releasing his hold on strong legs. “Iwanted another taste.”

Donnie tookin a deep breath as Leonardo finally laid down beside him. “Fuckme.” He purred while he stretched out his legs.

“I planto, as much as I can.”

“You sureyou’re not part Incubus yourself?”

“I justknow what I want.” Leo leaned over Donnie.

Lilac eyespeered back up to him. “What do you want?”

“To bewith you.” A leaf green hand caressed an olive cheek.

Donatelloleaned over, sealing his lips over Leo’s. If that was what Leo wantedthen Donnie was going to help him achieve it. If what he wanted wouldmake them both happen, then all the better.

#my writing #monsters au #leotello #tcest #turtlecest #leo/donnie #leo/don #leonardo #leo #donatello #donnie

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constantfluxx · 7 years

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And another prompt for the spook cruise, if I may: izzy and raphael (as friends or a couple, both options are fine) cooking Halloween cookies

👻The Spook Cruise👻

Port of Call: RIZZY!Itinerary: Halloween Cookies! 🎃🍪Captain: @thefandomicaopens ✨

[-submit a prompt-]

Isabelle burst through his door so suddenly, he damn dropped his blood-filled wine glass upon the book he’d been reading. “Raphael, quick!” she cried, even before he’d finished recovering from the near-fall. “I need your help! It’s an emergency!!!”

“Jesus, Isabelle, calm down!” he scolded, sweeping from his couch to the counter she’d descended upon with an otherworldly grace. “I wasn’t expecting you for another hour. Did something happen? Was there a demon attack? Did a Mundane get hurt?”

She paused her scurrying just long enough to look up and frown at him. “What? No, don’t be ridiculous!” Her hand reached into the plastic bag she’d brought in and pulled out a glass tupperware. A swift yank of its rubber lid released a small puff of smoke into the air between them, which she quickly waved away with her free hand amid a fit of coughing.

“What the hell?!” Raphael scowled, helping her clear the smoke. It was times like this he felt truly grateful he’d been liberated of breathing. Peering through the clearing fog, his keen eyes picked out a pile of what looked to be round coals, like those black massage stones people were so fond of. Upon a second glance, he realized they weren’t stones at all. He groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Cookies? How long did you leave them in for?!”

“They’re supposed to be black,” Isabelle protested. She whipped out her phone and pulled up the browser, showing Raphael the Pinterest recipe she’d been following. “See? They’re little spiders! It’s adorable, right?”

Raphael shook his head and muttered to himself, taking the phone from her to get a closer look at the recipe. “Okay, but why?”

“I promised Magnus,” she admitted. That alone had realization dawning on him, but nonetheless she continued, “You know his party tonight? I promised him I’d bring a Halloweeny desert. He and Alec have been so busy decorating the loft and herding together the guest list and arranging lodging for out-of-town guests and I just thought—”

He quieted her with a small wave. “I understand, I understand,” he sighed.

Oh boy, did he understand.

“…Simon? You know you can’t actually digest those, right?”

“Huh?” he replied around a mouth full of cookies. “Oh, I know! I’m practicing!”

Raphael grimaced, watching chewed crumbles spill from Simon’s mouth. “For what?”

“Magnus’s party!” Simon grabbed a napkin and spat the rest of his mouthful out, wiped his mouth clean, then turned back to Raphael with a grin. “He said there’d be a cookie-eating contest! Winner gets one wish, anything they want. I figured - hey, we don’t need to eat, right? Which means we also don’t get full, right? All we gotta do is get over how everything tastes like shit, and we’ve got this in the bag, Raph my man!”

“You’re disgusting. And don’t call me that.”

At the time, Raphael had written it off as some practical joke Magnus was playing on Simon. Now, he understood the true intent of the “contest.” Finally handing Isabelle’s phone back to her, he reluctantly glanced back at her catastrophe. “Alright, well, first off, we need to get rid of this.”

“Excuse me?” Isabelle indignantly pouted. “Do you know how long I worked on those?!”

“I suspect that’s part of the problem,” Raphael noted, narrowing his eyes as a tiny shard of white caught his eye - a piece of egg shell, no doubt. He shuddered, then snatched up Isabelle’s tupperware without another warning and dumped the “cookies” in his waste bin. “Come on, I’ll help you. You’re lucky Rosa isn’t diabetic.”

Isabelle grinned, perching upon one of Raphael’s bar stools and watching him retrieve the ingredients from his cabinets. “Thank Rosa!”

They worked through the recipe the way they usually did, with Raphael measuring and preparing all the ingredients and Isabelle handling the mixing and… well, in this case, just the mixing. Though Raphael would dare not say it outright, the two of them had discovered fairly early on that their efforts yielded more appealing fare if Isabelle stuck to just the manual labor elements of the cooking, nothing that would influence the amount or quality of the ingredients themselves. Luckily, cookies were a relatively simple thing to accomplish - soon enough, they were dividing the dough out upon the baking tray while the oven preheated. (For which Raphael had double-checked the temperature behind Isabelle’s back, of course.)

Raphael snickered, watching Isabelle anxiously eye the oven. “It’ll be about fifteen minutes. Why don’t you go ahead and get ready?”

“Fifteen?” she asked with a quirked brow. “Hah! I’ll be done in ten.” With a flip of her hair and a turn of her heel, she strutted swiftly away towards the bedroom, deft hands already working at the clasp of her tight, red dress.

He shook his head and chuckled, wandering lazily back over to his abandoned glass of blood. “I’m pretty sure that’s what got you in this mess, mi querida,” he mused to himself, swirling his drink a bit before bringing it to his lips. With his spare hand, he pulled out his cell phone and glanced at his texts. For a moment, he debated letting Magnus know he wouldn’t have to worry about the cookies anymore... but, with a devilish smirk, ultimately decided against it, pocketing the phone and returning to his drink. After all, Magnus had brought Simon’s eagerness upon himself - if the young vampire ended up making a scene hoarding what turned out to actually be highly desirable treats, that was on the Warlock, not Raphael.

Sure enough, the cookies were done long before Isabelle. Raphael didn’t mind, of course - in fact, it was probably better this way. It gave him the perfect excuse to pull them out, apply the chocolate icing, and add the licorice legs before Isabelle found an opportunity to add one of her infamous “personal touches.” In part thanks to his natural speed, and in part thanks to Isabelle’s meticulous arranging of her hair, Raphael was already placing the final spider-cookie upon one of his sterling-silver serving trays by the time she re-emerged, her presence announced by her shocked gasp.

“You finished without me?!”

Raphael glanced up and gave her a toothy smile. “Figured it’d save time,” he offered in excuse. Placing down the cookie, he walked around the counter to approach her, looking her over with an appreciative smile. “¡Ay, que linda!” he replied, a tiny gleam highlighting his dark eyes.

She wore a form-fitting black dress, one so long her black pumps were hidden beneath tendrils of fabric that trailed along the floor. Her sleeves opened wide at the wrists, like dark and frayed cobwebs, and the neckline dove in a severe V far past the base of her Nephilim rune. She’d straightened her hair, leaving it looking like a waterfall of black ink, and silvery shadow highlighted the rounds of her eyelids. Only a single splash of color punctuated the ensemble - the brilliant, rich red of her lips, which offered him a catty smile. “Alright, your turn to get ready, my sweet Gomez!”

“I’ll be right back,” he acquiesced with a nod. It’d been her idea to go as the iconic Addams couple, and he had aggreed to it, but as he turned the corner he threw out a finger and yelled back over his shoulder, “But I am not wearing that damn mustache!”

She offered only laughter in reply, then occupied herself with admiring his craftsmanship with the cookies. He truly did have quite the talent... She sighed at the thought such a gift would go wasted on someone who couldn’t eat any of his own creations. As her mind wandered, head held upon an upturned palm, her eyes slid around his kitchen, pondering all of the cutlery and knick-knacks and spices he kept around...

...Her eyes fell upon a jar - “paprika,” the label read. Warily, she checked over her shoulder, and with no sign yet of Raphael’s return she snatched the jar and descended upon the cookies.

Just... Just one more touch! After all, spiders are fuzzy little things, aren’t they?

#shadowhunters #shadowhunters tv #rizzy #raphael santiago #isabelle lightwood #simon lewis #magnus bane #fanfiction #halloween #writing prompts #fluxx fics #the spook cruise #thefandomicaopens #thank you for this one!#hope you enjoy it <3

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bluesakurablossom · 7 years

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How Can Someone Love Me?: Raph's Love Story

Chapter 4: Stella's Pov... It has been a few weeks since the Hamato family has allowed me to become apart of their lives. They have become very dear and near to my heart each time we do something together, whether it is going on patrols, having adventures here and there, or just enjoying each other's company in the lair having family time. That is the time I love most, because it was like part of my old life was returned to me again of having a family. Master Splinter, whom is now my teacher with him now training me in Ninjitsu, we spend our time meditating and watching his favorite soap operas on TV. I now consider him a second father to me. Donnie has me now help him out with some of his inventions he working on in the warehouse and I have been showing him more efficient ways of how to complete tasks from the knowledge given to me by my cousin, who was an inventor like him. Mikey who can be quite the card, he is very laid back and at times is very energetic when we do anything together like a typical brother and sister. We sometimes play video games, watch movies, and sometimes play a few pranks on the boys which always brings a good laugh for everyone. Leo is like the brother I never had, he shows me ways of how to improve my katas in Ninjitsu or we just have nice conversations while drinking green tea. As for Raph, you could say I love spending time with him the most of all. He has helped me become stronger than what I was before. He makes a great sparring partner for me and we train and exercise together, improving our skills for patrol when we run into enemies. What really makes me surprised is, he doesn't seem to get angry that much anymore when we around each other. If Mikey teases him, he has started to control his anger and learned to let it go. Occasionally I have to do my powers on him, but it was a steady improvement. Our relationship has become stronger with each passing day we spend with each other and my feelings for him become more and more clear, and I could not be any happier knowing that he actually cared and saved me from a despairing life. Raph, I think is like a plaster, when he saved me and from helping me overcome my fear and helping me recover, he's healing the broken cracks in my heart, mending it back together again. He has been the person I have been waiting for a long time and I could not ask for someone better than him. It was a quiet afternoon in the lair and I am starting to wake up from a nap, after doing some chores around the lair. I stretched out my arm and fluttered my eyes open waking up in my very own room. The boys didn't want me to sleep every night on the sofa, so they cleared out a storage room and transformed it into a bedroom for me. I was able to decorate it, to my likings, as it really made me feel right at home. My bedroom was the same size as the boys bedrooms, but I had it on the bottom floor, which I didn't really mind. It was closer to the kitchen, which was great for me since I do get up at times in the night to get a drink of water without disturbing anyone. The boys helped me find the things I needed in order for me to complete my bedroom and I was laying on top of one of those things. It was my big queen size bed with white silk covers and green, blue and brown stripped pillows. I pushed aside my green blanket that lays over my bed off of me as I sat up smiling with content from having another great sleep. In one corner of my room I had a dark blue cushioned chair with two blue silk pillows on top of it with two white window frames above it, with a teal vase on one and a purple iris plant on another. I had a light blue and dark blue stripped rug in front of my bed with two large diamond pattern beanbags on the left side of it. I had a huge painting of a flower garden on the wall and a white dresser underneath it with my makeup, hair and jewelry stands on top of it. I reached beside me as I turned on my white lamp with my crystal purple horse figurine on its hind legs and my drawing pad and my pen, to bring light into the room. I slid off my bed as I went to my mirror on my dresser and I grabbed my hairbrush brushing out my tangled hair. I softly let it down naturally as I fixed my white tank top and smoothed out my black sweatpants. But just then when I thought it would stay quiet I heard screaming and yelling. "Dude you should see your face right now! You look ridiculous!", a voice said "You are just too easy to prank dude!" "Okay Mikey, I'm about to play a prank on you and it's going to involve you picking all your teeth off the floor!", another voice yelled "Oh no, not again", I said, quickly running out of my room I opened the door and sure enough it was Mikey at it again with Raph. I barely had time to step back into my room as Mikey shoved into me running past me, before Raph could of pushed me down to the ground as he was close behind him. Raph chased Mikey around the couch as Mikey kept circling around him, staying out of reach as he laughed like a little kid. Raph growled as he tried to fly across the couch only for Mikey to flip out of reach as he fell to the floor with a hard crash. "Oh god", I said, covering my mouth with my hand, thinking he might be hurt Luckily Raph got to his feet but he was panting hard. "I win, you lose, now you got a big fat bruise!", Mikey said as he held himself up by his arm on a handstand, before flipping up to his feet "You guys? What's going on?", I asked, as I quickly ran over I saw Raph suddenly shot up and he looked around desperately for something. He then grabbed a box near Don's work desk and put it on his head. "Raph, Mikey, what happened?", I asked, walking over "It's nothing Luna, don't worry about it", Raph said, looking away quickly I then got a look of concern. "Raph, why do you have a box on your head?", I asked "Nothing", he said, shaking his head "Why not show your girlfriend Raphie?", Mikey said, in a teasing menacing voice with a smirk "Show her my masterpiece, unless you are afraid" He then started making chicken noises as I heard Raph grunt in frustration and sadness. I started to feel sorry for him as I saw him look away crossing his arms, scrunching up as Mikey continued on with the chicken noises. I then got a serious face as I looked towards Mikey as he did a chicken dance. "Mikey, that's enough!", I said He suddenly stopped as he stepped back a bit in fright. I wasn't showing anger towards him, I was just being firm. I knew if my temper rose, it would only make the situation worse than it needed to be. "Stop that teasing, it's not right", I said, firmly He stood there, like a child trying to look innocent after being caught with their hand in the cookie jar, grinning nervously. I gave him a serious look, making him then frown going silent. I then turned my attention back towards Raph as I placed my hand on his arm. "Raph, show me what he did to you", I said, looking up at him He looked at me uneasily as he still had his face covered with the box. "Well...alright, but don't laugh at me", he said "I won't laugh at you", I said, shaking my head "I promise" I waited for a few moments as I looked at him, showing him I was telling the truth. "Okay, okay", he said He then took the box off his head and uncovered his face as it turns out it was drawn on like a toddler scribbling on the walls. His whole face was covered in black marker with scribbles, drawn on eyebrows, mustache and goatee, and even a message on top of his forehead saying, 'Mikey was here'. "Oh my", I said, surprised "I know I look ridiculous", he said, looking away "No you don't", I said, concerned "Well Mikey said so", he said, pointing towards him I then turned towards him giving a firm look as he laughed nervously. "Did I say that dude?", he asked "Yes, and you laughed and snapped a photo on your phone of it", Raph said, nodding "How could you?", I asked, crossing my arms "I was only playing jeez, he always has to be a hothead about everything", Mikey said, annoyed Raph then growled loudly like a bull, and went running fast towards Mikey yelling as Mikey screamed, running off. I then grabbed Raph's hand as I spun him back around and I hugged him tightly to me, as my power released in a huge quantity. My glowing eyes looked up to him as he panted hard, looking at me with aggression and fire in his eyes. "Shhhhhh Raphael, easy, breathe okay", I said, softly He continued to pant hard, but it started slowing down as my power began to work on him. He then collapsed on his knees against me, holding on to me. I stroked the back of his head and shell gently, easing the last bit of tension that he had inside of him. He then let out a long breath of relief, as his breathing began to steady to a normal rate. "Are you okay?", I asked "Yeah, yeah thanks", he said, nodding I then got up to my feet, pulling him up with me. "Here sit down for a moment", I said, pushing him towards the couch He then sat down relaxing from his outburst. I then turned my attention towards Mikey. "Mikey, that was not very nice of you to say that to him", I said "Stella you haven't been around him like I have, if you were in my shoes, you would know exactly what its like living with him", he said "That's not an excuse Mikey", I said, shaking my head crossing my arms "You shouldn't call your brother that, it's wrong, and most of all its hurtful. It would be the same way if someone called you something that would hurt you too" He then looked down ashamed. "Now I want you to apologize to him", I said "Sorry Raph", he said, softly "Excuse me?", I said, not hearing him well "I'm sorry Raph", he said, louder in a bit of a whiny voice "Good, now you need to delete that photo of him", I said "Stella!", he said, whining "Now", I said, seriously "Okay, fine", he said, in a defeating tone He took out his phone and he did a few taps on his phone and showed me the verification of the photo being deleted, by the image being thrown in the trash bin. "Good you may go on", I said, nodding He then walked away slowly as I walked back towards Raphael, sitting on the couch with his face in his hands. "Raph?", I said, softly He didn't look up from me as I sat down in front of him on the coffee table. "Raph, are you okay?", I asked, gently Finally he looked up at me, and what shocked me is that he had tears in his eyes. "I can't do this anymore Stella", he said, with a hurting voice "Hey hey hey, easy now, talk to me", I said, gently getting on my knees in front of him "Tell me what's wrong" "Everything", he said, shaking his head "What do you mean everything?", I asked "Tell me" "Life in the dark, my appearance, constantly stuck in the same spot day in and day out!", he said, angrily "Shhhh, Raphael easy", I said, soothingly "Calm down" "I just can't take it anymore", he said, putting his face in his hands "Raphael, it's going to be okay", I said, rubbing his shoulder "It's going to be okay" "What's wrong with me Stella?", he asked "Nothing is wrong with you", I said "Let me ask you something, are you angry just because of those things you told me? Or is it something more that you are not telling me?" He nodded. "Which one is it?", I asked "There is something more", he said, mumbling "What is it?", I asked "You can tell me" "My feelings", he said, softly "What about your feelings?", I asked "I hide them with anger", he said "Why do you do that?", I asked, stroking his shoulder "Because no one will understand me", he said, shaking his head "I always show anger, because I'm hiding my real feelings, because I know no one will understand and they will tease me for it" That was just heartbreaking to hear those words come out of his mouth. On the outside of his angry aggressive exterior, there is really someone deep inside who is just looking for someone to listen and to understand him. "Raph, do you hide your feelings because you don't think no one is going to understand you and that you might be turned away?", I asked "Is that why you are angry all the time, so you don't show what you are feeling inside?" He nodded, looking up at me. "Raph, you don't ever have to do that around me, I am willing to listen to you and you don't have to hide your feelings from me", I said "I'm not going to shun or turn you away for it, okay?" He nodded in understanding, as I hugged him to me as he hugged me around my shoulders and he laid his head on my shoulder. "Do you feel better now?", I asked "Now that you had let it out?" "A little", he said, quietly I gave him a squeeze as I smiled thinking of an idea. "Here I think I know what we can do to make it better", I said "How?", he asked, looking up at me "Come with me", I said, getting up He slowly got up and followed behind me. I walked towards the meditation room as I opened the doors, heading inside. As Raph came in behind me, I closed the doors behind me. I took a candle and I lit it with a match as I put it on a candle holder. I set it in the middle of the room as I walked over towards the wall and grabbed a rolled up mat and spread it out in front of Raph. "Lay down", I said, looking at him "What for?", he asked "You will see, just lay down", I said He got down on his hands and knees, and he laid down on his shell looking up to the ceiling. "So what exactly are we doing?", he asked "We are going to be doing a type of meditation, but you don't think you just lay there", I said "This is going to help you relax, it will bring stability and serenity to your mind" "I don't know if meditation is going to help Stella, I'm not the meditating type", he said I giggled. "It will help, believe me", I said "Just close your eyes" He slowly closed your eyes as I took out my phone from my hoodie and I searched online and found the sounds of the sea. I played it as we began to hear the soft sounds of waves crashing down on the shore and the sounds of gulls squawking. "Lay still and just let your mind drift", I said, as I blew out the candle making the whole room go dark "Breath slowly, and release everything on your mind", I said, softly As the sounds continued to play, I sat down beside Raph as I heard him breathe softly in and out. But I could sense he was still tense. I placed my hand on top of his chest gently and I released a small dose of my power over his body. He began to glow a very soft light blue as I could sense he was starting to relax. "Imagine yourself floating on a boat, in the middle of the ocean, the waves are slowly rocking you back and forth", I said, quietly He let out a quiet breath as I could feel more tension release from his body. I knew that this was working. "Relax everything", I said, softly "Relax your shoulder, your arms, your hands, your legs, your feet, and your toes. Just let you mind fall into a deep state of rest" Raph's body soon then began to fully relax, his muscles softened and his heart rate was at a relaxed pace. "Feel a chill run up all the way up from your feet all the way up to your head", I said, gently I then felt him shiver slightly, as if by coincidence he had gotten that chill up his body. He then let out another soft breath of content and relaxation. I smiled seeing him looking at peace and that all the aggression had left, finally leaving him alone. As soon as the music had stopped with one final wave crashing, my hand left his chest as the glow around him began to dim. His hazel eyes began to flutter open, that were now calm and settled. "How are you feeling?", I asked, softly "I feel really...different", he said, as he slowly sat up "This form of meditation is taught to help those who seek out release from stress", I said "And I thought this would help you relax" "It really did actually, I actually feel...good", he said, nodding "I told you it would work", I said, giggling "I guess I really needed this, this really did help me Stella", he said, with a soft smile "It's my pleasure, I am glad I can help", I said "Can we do it again more? This really feels nice", he said "Of course we can, whenever you need it I'll be there to guide you to help you relax", I said, smiling "Just remember when you need to let out your feelings Raph, don't hide them, come to me and we can talk about it, okay?" He nodded smiling, actually looking happy. "Okay", he said I smiled. "Why don't we go get that graffiti off of your face?", I said "Yeah and, after this, I should probably go to Mikey and apologize for snapping at him", he said "I think that would be a good thing to do", I said, smiling "I am proud of you for that" He smiled more as I walked over to him, and I offered him my hand. He took my hand gently getting up to his feet. Surprisingly, he suddenly gave me a hug as I smiled hugging him back. "Thanks Stella", he said "Of course Raphael", I said, smiling "You are welcome" He gave me a squeeze around my body as I blushed red in my cheeks, feeling butterflies fly around in my stomach. "Come on", I said, pulling away I then started walking out of the meditation room with Raph close behind me. I smiled thinking that I am finding a way to get close to him and I was changing the way he can deal with his anger, without using violence. I think now I was helping Raph move into a different direction to happier life. I then lead him towards the kitchen. "Just sit and I'll be right back", I said He went and sat down at one of the dinning room chairs as I went into the kitchen and grabbed a towel from the rack as I turned on the faucet, letting warm water soak it. I squeezed the remaining water of it as I came back towards Raph. "Now let's get that off of you", I said He chuckled slightly blushing a bit in his cheeks. I smiled as I began to work on his cheek, smearing gently the towel over the marker, to try and wipe it off. "So were you like a meditation instructor or something before you came here?", he asked "You kind of remind me of how Leo sometimes watches meditation instructor videos online" "Oh no, my aunt had taught me the meditation when she had visited China during her vacation a few years ago", I said, wiping his forehead with the towel "She took me into the forest where I live in and taught me how to become one with nature, like we what we did" "So you actually lived in a forest?", he asked "Yes exactly, it's actually quite beautiful to live in", I said "What's it like?", he asked I smiled. "Honestly, you feel free. You don't worry about anything, you can just be yourself. I spent a lot of times exploring wherever I can go and I can just be happy and free, like a bird flying through the air", I said "Always wanting to know what else could be out there that you haven't gone beyond" "That sounds really nice", he said "It was", I said, wiping around his cheek "Those were really good memories, if I could, I would go back and relive them over and over again" "Have you ever thought of going back?", he asked "I have often thought about it, but, from what happened, I think it would be hard to see everything different this time", I said, softly "My quiet cottage, my dad's restaurant, and going to seasonal festivals in the village" "Sounds like you had quite a life", he said "I did", I said, smiling a little "It was a good one, until that one moment where I lost everything" I frowned as I sighed softly, rethinking of all those great times I had back at home in Bavaria with my family and how I can never see a future with them anymore. I looked away slightly from Raph as I then felt his hand go on my shoulder. I looked slowly back towards him. "Stella you don't have to worry about what happened in the past anymore, we are going to make your life happy again, okay?", he said, giving me a reassuring look I smiled and nodded. "Thank you", I said He then looked down slightly. "That's a nice necklace you have", he said "Oh thank you, it was my mothers", I said, holding it gently "She gave it to me when I turned ten, she told me that if anything ever happened to her, this would always be a piece of her that I would always have" "So its like the only thing you have left of her?", he asked "Yes", I said, nodding "There is more out there, but I have to go find it, but right now what really matters is that I get my life back in order first" "That's always a good start", he said, smiling I smiled. "Here let's finish cleaning that up", I said, grabbing the towel again "Yeah, let's do that", he said, with a slight chuckle I giggled as I continued to clean up the marker from Raph's face gently as the ink started to come off easily and on to the rag. Soon Raph's face was clear from marker, revealing his dark green face again and all the graffiti was now smeared spots on the towel. "There all done", I said, getting one last spot on his snout "You got everything?", he asked "Got the 'Mikey was here'?" "Yes I am sure of it", I said, giggling "Not a trace of marker anywhere" "Good, I didn't want to look like a dork on going out tonight", he said "Oh yes, that's right", I said, remembering about our date "Were you able to find a place tonight?" "As a matter of fact I did", he said, nodding "Well I certainly can't wait to see it", I said, smiling "Meet me in the tunnel in about an hour, I got to finish up a couple things first", he said "Alright then, I'll see you there", I said, with a smile He smiled and he stood up, giving my shoulder a few squeezes as I looked back at him smiling. I then sighed dreamily, just watching him walk away. My goodness he is so handsome, how can anyone look at him different than what I do? After Raph left the lair, I started to get ready for my date with him. I took a shower downstairs in the bathroom and I wrapped my hair up in a towel drying it as I went over to the mirror. I did a quick brushing of my teeth, washed my face and did a bit of plucking to my eyebrows with a pair of tweezers. I then let my damp hair down from the towel as I started brushing it out, making it nice and smooth, into a braid beside the left side of my head. I combed my bangs over my forehead, giving them a little bit of a pop to them, to stand out. I then began to do my makeup, by first applying light foundation to my skin. I applied dark red blush to my cheeks and smeared on dark black eyeshadow over my eyes. I then put on black mascara over both my upper and lower eyelashes, making my eyes pop. Lastly I brushed on some red sparkle lip gloss to my lips as it shimmered in the light. I then hooked my towel on the hook as I started to get dress for the evening. I had my outfit ready on a stool next to the sink folded up neatly in a pile. I slipped on a loose black and white tank while putting on a dark red coat over it with white cuffs at the end of it. I got into dark skinny black jeans and I sat down on the stool, and I strapped on beautifully lace wedge heels, with little soft velvet black roses on the top. I then stood up as I sprayed on some jasmine and lavender perfume on my neck and both of my wrists. I gave a smile to the mirror, happy how I looked and I walked out of the bathroom, shutting out the light. I then noticed the boys were hanging out in the living room as I walked quietly over. "Guys do I look okay?", I asked They turned to me as I held my hands, interlocking my fingers together as I smiled shyly, waiting for their reactions. Luckily there smiles growing on their faces answered my question. "It's like I have died and see an angel!", Mikey said, with wide eyes and a huge smile I giggled and blushed covering my mouth, with my hand. "Nice outfit Luna", Don said, giving me a thumbs up "Thank you", I said, looking down at it smiling "I tried to do what best I could do, obviously I have never been on a date before" "Raph will love seeing you in this Stella", Leo said, with a smile, placing his hand on my shoulder "Thanks Leo", I said, with a smile up to him I then noticed that the lair was quiet as a mouse and there was no sign of Raph anywhere. "Did he come down here yet? It's a little past eight", I asked, checking my phone "Oh he did, he just wanted you to meet him outside the lair", Don said I then got a little bit of a surprised and yet confused look on my face. "Oh, well, alright then", I said, putting my phone back in my pocket "I guess I will see you boys later than" "Be careful out there", Don said "Don't worry I will be, and if anything happens, I'll be sure to let you all know", I said "I have my shell cell with me" "Don't stay out too late kiddies", Mikey said, with a teasing look I giggled blushing embarrassed, as I started walking out. "Funny, but we won't", I said "Goodnight" "Goodnight Stella, have a good time", Leo said "Thank you, see you later", I said, waving a bit Once I had left the boys, I made my way out of the lair as I exited out the entrance. I expected Raph outside waiting for me, but he was nowhere in sight. Nothing but the dripping sounds of water coming down from the slightly cracked pipes. "Raphael?", I said I looked around confused as I didn't see him anywhere. I started to walk down one way down the tunnel, but then I heard a thud behind me. "Stella", a voice said I suddenly whipped back around gasping softly, but to my relief it was only Raph as he came down from a manhole cover. My eyes nearly pop out of my head as I saw Raphael stand in front of me. From the open manhole cover letting the glowing moonlight fill inside, showed Raph's true beauty. His red eye mask was neatly tied on, looking recently ironed, and his dark green skin shined from being freshly washed. In his right hand he had a bouquet of red roses wrapped together with a red ribbon that shimmered. "Wow, you look great", he said, smiling I smiled blushing a little, as I covered my face slightly. "You don't look too bad yourself", I said, walking up to him "I got these for you", he said, holding the flowers out to me "Oh they are beautiful", I said, taking in the sweet scent as I took them gently from him "You didn't want to say goodbye to your brothers?" "I wanted to meet you out here, since I know for a fact Mikey would of teased me like he has been doing today, I just didn't want to snap again", he said, uneasily looking away I placed my hand on his arm as he looked back at me, and I gave him a reassuring smile. "You don't need to worry about that Raphael, I'm happy that you didn't want what happened earlier happen again, believe me I didn't either. Next time let me talk to him about that, okay?", I said He nodded smiling a little. "Good", I said, with a smile "I hope you will like where I picked, I tried to find somewhere nice but also where I wouldn't be spotted", he said "Raphael you don't have to worry about that, I'm not a picky type", I said "It doesn't matter where we are, all that matters is we have a good time together" "Thanks for understanding", he said "It no worries", I said, smiling "So where is this place exactly?" "It's just right above us, come on", he said, nodding his head towards the tunnel I followed beside him as we walked side by side down the lightly dimmed tunnel. We came up towards a ladder and Raphael started climbing up the ladder pushing over the manhole cover, climbing out. I climbed up behind him as he then offered me his hand to help me, which I gladly accepted. "So where exactly are we going?", I asked "That is for us to know, and for us to find out", Raph said He offered his hand to me as I smiled taking it as he lead me out of the alley. He looked out making sure no one was looking as we then walked across the street towards Central Park. I got a look of curiosity of what might me in store as he lead me deeper and deeper into the park. There was a light breeze out the blew gently against the trees, the sky was a bit cloudy out but not too much to block the beautiful glowing white moon and diamond like stars surrounding it. Raph lead me to a thick part of Central Park where it was more trees surrounding us, a perfect place to be without being seen. As we turned a corner around a tree, I gasped in surprise taking in the beautiful scenery in front of me. Underneath a pair of oak trees was a black metal table, with a white table cloth over it, and chairs, with dark green cushions, with a lighted candle right in the middle of it with plates of schnitzel and a garden salad. In the trees were soft glowing firefly like lights hanging low around the table. The spot was like an island paradise seeing it was near the pond and a bridge leading right towards it. I looked at Raph with wide eyes and my smile widens, unable to say anything. "Here, allow me", he said, gently He lead me over the bridge like a prince guiding his princess to a happily ever after. He then lead me towards the table as he pulled a chair out for me as I sat down. "Raph this is beautiful! I can't believe you put all of this together! It's beyond what I thought I would of seen!", I said, happily "You did amazing!" "Thanks, I tried making it the best I could without making too much of a scene you know", he said, shyly sitting beside me "But I am glad that you like it, I know its kind of last minute, but I wanted to make it special for you, cause you deserve it" "Oh Raph, you are so sweet!", I said, hugging him around his neck as I kissed his cheek His whole face turned red as he rubbed his cheek shyly. "I don't know what to say", I said, as I sat back He then placed his hand on top of mine as I looked at his hand, entangling with mine. I then looked up towards him. "You don't need to, just having you here, with me, is more than anything I want right now", he said He then pulled out two champagne glasses from behind him as he placed them in front of us. "Hope you are hungry", he said, as he popped open a bottle of sparkling water "Of course, this looks really delicious", I said, looking at my plate I then took my fork and knife as I made a small cut in the schnitzel as I took a bite and I smiled happily. "Mmmmmm, this is amazing!", I said "Really? April tried showing me how to do it, but apparently I'm not the best at culinary arts", he said, taking a bite "Well all I can say is that you defiantly out did yourself", I said, smiling as I continued to eat "This is the best schnitzel I ever had" I took a few sips of water before I set my glass back down. "So Luna, I remember you telling me that your dad own a restaurant back in Bavaria", he said "Yes, he was the found and owner of it", I said, nodding taking a bite of my salad "It was one of the most popular restaurants in all of Bavaria, he kept it going for 30 years" "Wow, it must of been a real success", he said, taking a sip of water "It was, my mother and I visited the place often, we never had to pay for our meals", I said "He gave us our own little place in the restaurant that no one else can go to" "Like your own VIP?", he asked, with a chuckle I giggled. "Yes, like that", I said "It was out on the lanai, where you would have a beautiful view of the forest surrounding the village, over the river where my dad and I would skip rocks to see who could go the farthest" "You actually can do that?", he asked, surprised "With a lot of practice you can", I said, nodding "It does take time, but its worth it, one time when I first tried it out I ended up hitting it against the bank and it came bouncing back towards me and land in the water splashing me" He chuckled, laughing a little. "You never know what mother nature throws back at you", he said I laughed. "Oh yes, tell me about it, I have had many experiences with that", I said, as I take another bite of schnitzel "What about you Raph? What was it like growing up in the sewers and becoming a ninja?" "Well, it's not really a life that I thought I would of have, I always thought I would be just a pet of someone", he said "Live out my life in a bowl or tank" "But it looks like a different route was given to you and you became an incredible fighter", I said He smiled. "Thanks, it does do good when you need to know how to protect yourself from a city of enemies", he said "So was it hard to earn the sai's that you have?", I asked, pointing to one as I took a bite of salad "It wasn't that hard but it wasn't easy, so somewhere in between. Splinter gave them to me when I turned fifteen", he said, pulling out one spinning it "Oh so not too long ago", I said, smiling "We were given like wooden and foam weapons to start with as kids before we moved on to the real deal, he gave them to me because I am the defender of the team and that I fight for others as well as myself", he said, putting it back in his belt "Well that clearly pictures who you really are", I said, nodding in agreement "One who cares about others and fights for the ones he loves" He smiled towards me as I gave him a gentle smile in return. As soon as the night began to progress, through all of our talking and laughing, I learned so much about Raphael. He was actually really caring and loving. I can't believe that he was actually hiding these feelings from his family, all I know is that they would certainly love this attitude he had right now. It's unbelievable that anyone can think of him or the other family members as freaks or monsters, always shunned for trying to do good but get treated like every different one gets treated, with no respect and appreciation. No one should be treated like that for trying to do good for one's safety and protection. From that experience of probably happening to him many times, it has turned him more strained and reclusive. But now I think its turned around with me helping him through his feelings and teaching that there is happiness out there, you just got to find it. He really is changing from someone who is so angry and misunderstood inside, to happy and understood. That is something that I admire about him the most, he was actually trying to make a difference in his behavior and change. To try to get happy and become a more confident, stronger person. It makes me fall for him even more. We stayed out till the full moon was high up in the middle of the sky and the clouds were starting to block its glow. I then thought of an idea as it started to get darker with the candles burning out now. I then stood up as I finished my last sip of water wiping my lips with my napkin. "Where are you going?", Raph asked, confused "Come with me", I said, looking back at him I then walked down the hill going towards the edge of the pond. Raph came running quickly behind me as he skidded to a halt and stopped beside me. "It's so dark out", I said, looking around "Yeah, it's way dark out, it looks like its getting really cloudy out", he said, looking up to dark cloudy sky "Well I think I know what we can do to make it light", I said I then hold out my hand as I let my eyes glow releasing energy through my hand to create an orb in my hand. It floated up in the air as it then began to move around us as I moved it with my hand movements as it glowed beautifully. "Wow!", he said "Here, take it", I said, holding it out in front of him He took it into his fingers holding it as I formed another orb in my hand. "Throw yours on the count of three", I said "One, two, three!" We both threw our orbs out across the pond as they flew across the pond, making small waves in the water as it they then flew up in the air and began to circle around each other, picking up speed with each revolution they did. Soon you couldn't see the orbs anymore except for a bright blue light as the orbs move closer together. "What is happening?", Raph asked "Wait for it", I said As the orbs spun faster and faster, the orbs exploded causing a shower of blue stars to slowly sprinkle down surrounding us. Raph looked at it amazed the stars began to rain down on the both of us. "I had been practicing that move for a long time, and I knew that you would of love it", I said, looking at him "And I do", he said, looking at me with a smile As we looked at each other with the stars still surrounding us both, it was almost like we were in fairytale, a romantic love story and right there is my handsome prince just inches from me. My heart is fluttering with so much joy as we slowly made our ways closer towards each other, till we were barely just touching chests. Raph looked happy. He looked the happiest I have seen in since I moved in. That angry miserable turtle I saw just a few weeks ago, was now in the past. "Luna, I have something I want to tell you", he said "It's been hard to hold it in for this long and I feel like its time, like you tell me to do, to finally let it go" "What is it?", I asked, softly Just as Raph was about to open his mouth, a loud bang shook the ground. We both looked up and a huge bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and a huge crash of thunder shook the ground again. Rain drops then came pouring down quickly hard as they immediately started soaking us both. "Awwww man, the old turtle luck run to form", Raph said, kicking away a rock into the pond I just then started laughing, and Raph looked at me confused. "What's so funny?", he asked "Nothing", I said, smiling "Its just I love the rain, it's been so long since I was able to enjoy it" "But it's ruining everything", he said "No it's not", I said, smiling "It's making this night special, I love it" Raph then slowly started to smile. "Well if you love it then that's what matters the most", he said I smiled lovingly towards him. "Now what was it that you wanted to say to me?", I asked He then slowly took my hands into his own that even though they were soaked from the rain that kept coming down, they were warm keeping my hands dry. We stared deeply into each others eyes, it's almost like everything around us was gone and it was just us. "I just want to tell you...how I feel", he said My heart then started pumping fast as my stomach tightened up. "I never had the courage to say this to you before and now I finally do, I am in love with you. I know that it's only been a few weeks since we met, but when I am with you I don't feel so alone and misunderstood anymore. That everything is right where I want it to be. Every time I am near you, you make me feel wanted, cared for and most of all happy. I know that I can't offer you much from my appearance but I want to give you is my love and commitment to you. No matter what happens I will always be there to protect you from anything Stella, its because you have changed me for the better" I flutter my eyes trying to fight back the tears that were coming as I was so overwhelmed with joy from what Raph just shared with me. He did needed love and he found it in me. I have never felt this kind of happiness in my life. "And I love you Raph. I have ever since you saved me from the alley. I know you are right that we have only known each other for a short time, but I don't care. It was love at first sight for me when I met you. What I have been feeling can't be expressed enough through words or feelings, you just came in my life and you lifted me up when I had fallen. I feel like we were destined to find each other for this moment and I thought I would never meet someone like you. You are caring, you are gentle, you are brave and the most special person I have ever known to love me like you do. I truly deeply love you Raph", I said, sniffling I then moved closer towards him as his strong arms wrapped around me as we both smiled happily. "You are...nothing like what everyone says you are", I said, shaking my head "Mostly everyone does", he said, frowning looking down I then placed my hand under his chin and brought his face back up towards mine. "But I don't", I said "It's nice to meet someone different for a change", he said, smiling a bit "Can I show what I think of you?", I asked, softly "What do you mean?", he asked, confused I slowly reached my hands up behind his head as Raph looked at me with nervousness. "Wait", he said I flinched back just a bit, but my hands then continued up behind him, till they were behind his head. My fingers then touched the knot of his mask as they slowly began to loosen it as the fabric fell in between my fingers. I then set the mask around his shoulders and I looked up seeing nothing, but beautiful and gentle hazel eyes. He looked at me unsure of what I was doing, but I then answered his question as I slowly leaned in, closing my eyes as I kissed his lips. He flinched back to where I was leaning more into him and I felt him tense up like a statue. I was starting to think that this was a bad idea to do, but to my surprise, Raph immediately returned the kiss back as his strong muscular arms wrapped around me tightly. I then smiled in relief as Raph accepted my affections and the kiss began to intensify with Raphael taking control and my arms wrapped around his neck slowly. He then pulled away slowly for a moment as we then looked at each other, without blinking once. "Where have you been?", he asked, softly "Waiting", I said, softly My heart began to beat faster as I watched him slowly put his lips back on top of mine and all I wanted was to do was to feel his lips on mine even more. I squeeze my arms around his neck and rest my lips on his. Instantly I just lost every thought in my mind, figuring out that this is what was actually happening. I was having my first kiss with Raphael. I wasn't seeing fireworks, shooting stars or hearts like many say that they see when they have their first kiss, I was just seeing Raphael and that was truly what made this moment so special. My eyes closed slowly as I melt into the kiss with Raph. Our lips move deeply as Raph's arms moved me closer to his toned body, feeling so safe and protected from anything that might just throw itself at us. It started to get more intensified as I felt Raph gently push my shoulders down, till I got down on my knees. He got down on the grass with me as I slowly laid down, pulling him on top of me, with his body lowering and laying on top of mine. I thought from kissing Raphael, my lips would possibly just mend into his never breaking away, from how deep he was kissing me. Despite his size and strength he had, he was ever so gentle and delicate towards his affections for me. He was just perfect. His body instantly warmed me up from the cold rain that was pouring on top of us both. I feel one of his hands travel up to the back of my head as his fingers ran through my hair, making me sigh softly with content from his gentle touch. Raph then began to kiss my cheeks, peppering his lips against my skin as he made a trail down to my neck. I felt chills down my spine and my skin began to form goosebumps everywhere. He kissed every spot all over my neck and I then gasped softly as I felt him kiss along my throat. I let a low moan as I heard Raph slightly chuckle, thinking he knew he had found a sweet spot on me. He then pressed his tongue on my neck as I shivered underneath him and he began to kiss my ear delicately. He was just so romantic, he really knew what he was doing, for it being a first timer. I caressed the back of his shoulders as they then began to massage his dark green wet skin. I then felt him stroke my cheek with tender fingers as he pressed his lips against mine again for another passionate kiss. I open my mouth slightly as I barely rubbed my tongue against his bottom lip to see what he might do. Raph took it well as I felt him smile against me and he opened his mouth and my tongue slowly entered his mouth. Raph began to moan deeply as my tongue rubbed against his, causing him to move closer towards me and my arms wrapped tighter around him. It is like we can't breathe from the intense love that we were giving each other, that we had finally found love after looking for it for so long, and we never had to fear of being alone ever again. I lost all the feeling in my lips for a few moments as if they were going to fall off from all the moving and sucking. It was like our lips were just having an emotional dance of uniting finally, as if they were waiting to see each other again. Throughout the whole kiss we hold each other in a tight embrace filled with nothing pure love, we have wanted to give to someone. The beautiful moment came to an end as we pulled away and catch our breathes from the love expressing. When I open my eyes there laying over me, was Raphael with the rain pouring over his body and his bright golden eyes that stand out in the darkness. This really is a dream come true, I finally found someone who cares about me, and now loves me. "I love you, Stellaluna", he said, softly "And I love you too, Raphael", I said, with a soft smile As we sit up and relax on the rooftop, thunder loudly boomed across the sky, causing me to crawl to Raph, as he held me in a protective embrace. "Looks like the storm is getting worse, we better head home", he said, looking up to the sky "Good idea", I said, nodding Raph picked me up in his arms as I grabbed my bouquet of roses and tucked them in between us. He held me close to his chest as I laid my head carefully on it, smiling up to him. He smiled warmly down to me as he gave my forehead a peck as his arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer. "Hang on tight", he said I wrapped my arms tightly around his chest as he started to run across Central Park towards the buildings across the street. We both laughed as he jumped carrying me across the rooftops, like little kids enjoying the rain, forgetting it was a complete monster of a storm outside. As Raph came towards the edge of the rooftop at the end of the block, he jumped and slid on top of a fire escape railing. We then began to slid down on it like we were on a surfboard. We both laughed as he splashed in a giant puddle soaking us both. "Wow that was fun!", I said, as he set me down "Yeah that was, it really actually was", he said, with a smile Raph then picked up the manhole cover with one hand as he jumped inside. I walked over towards the hole as he held his arms out to me as I jumped down inside falling into his arms. Raph closed the manhole cover as we then began to walk home to the lair. The lair was quiet and dark by the time we had arrived, thinking that everyone was asleep. "Well that was fun and wet", I said, giggling "Mmmmmm at least its nice and warm in here", Raph said, as he squeezed the remaining water out of his bandanna before tying it around his head "Mmmmm yes, it was rather chilly out there", I said, as I took off my coat letting it hang on a chair to dry "I'm sorry Stella, I had no idea it was going to rain out tonight", he said I smiled. "Oh that's alright Raphael, don't worry about it, this night really was special just the way it was", I said Raph smiled and he brought me by the waist as he kissed my forehead. "So, was this everything you wanted for your first date?", he asked "Everything and more than I can ever imagine, I really thank you for this Raph", I said, smiling up to him "You are welcome", he said, as he pecked my forehead again "Want to come hang out in my room for a little while? If you are not tired?" "Sure, that sounds nice", I said, nodding "Just let me go get dried up first" "Sure go ahead, I'll meet you there", he said, with a chuckle He then walked away climbing up to his room as I gave him a smile watching him. I then walked towards my room on the bottom floor as I entered inside. The roses Raph gave me got a little bit damp from the rain, but luckily not too bad where it would of ruined them. I stuffed them into a vase that was beside my bed on my nightstand, arranging them neatly and delicately. I shed off my wet clothes, putting them in the hamper as I went through my drawers in my dresser picking out my pajamas. I pulled out a dark red V neck along with a pair of black baggy sweatpants and black fuzzy socks. I sighed with content as the warmth of the dry clothes heated up my cold body. I took a towel and I shook my hair out, drying it up as I then tied it into a low loose ponytail, letting my bangs hang down from the side. I then walked out of my bedroom as I headed upstairs towards Raph's room. As I walked down the hallway, I saw Raph's bedroom door open and from where I was standing, I saw him straighten out his bed, smoothing out the cover and sheets. While he wasn't looking, I then noticed that his room was actually neat. His weights were on the rack, instead of on the floor and his punching bag looked newly fixed from the holes it had, with newly stitched patches over them. There was even a few lit candles on his nightstand and the calming aroma floated towards me as I smelt the warm vanilla and sugar scent. I then stepped forward as I knocked on the door as Raph had climbed on to his bed. He turned towards me and smiled lovingly, as I walked in with a giggle slowly. "Man and I thought my girlfriend couldn't get anymore beautiful than you are right now", he said, crawling up towards me "Oh Raph", I said, walking up to him Raph's arms wrapped around my waist slowly bringing me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lightly brush my lips against his until he deeply pressed his on mine into a loving kiss. Our lips danced happily as Raph turned us around with him lowering me on to the soft bed, with him climbing over me. He then started pecking my face as I giggled. We then looked at each other in the eyes, gazing for a moment as I smiled up to him, when he cups my cheeks and I blushed pink, giggling more. He then firmly placed his lips again on my own, reconnecting it into a passionate kiss. I slid my hands down to his shoulders close to the crook of his neck and dig my fingers into his skin, giving him equal amount of treatment as he was giving me, earning a low moan and growl from him. He then pressed his tongue on my lips, almost as if begging to be let inside. I smiled as I opened my mouth allowing him permission and I felt his tongue rubbing and dancing up against my tongue. I move my hands up slowly to his neck and continue to massage Raph as he moaned louder and I then felt his thumb rubbing against my shirt covered belly deeply, making me shiver in delight. It was like I was getting the best and only the best. Raph pulled away from my lips as he smiled down at me, rubbing his hand against my cheek as I stare at him in complete awe and craving more of his lips on mine. But I didn't want to overdue it on our first night as a couple, as I knew that there would be much more of this later on as our relationship continues to grow. My eyes slowly began to droop as I pulled myself to him, snuggling into his chest. "Good night Raphael", I said, softly "I love you" Raph's Pov... As Stella's blue eyes began to close I moved on my shell as she pushed her head on my chest. I could feel her soft breathing against my plastron as her arm slid across my waist resting over it. I pushed some of her bangs out of her face and pinned them behind her ear. This was really happening. I finally found what I have been looking for. Finally someone who cared about me and didn't look at me the wrong way. And what's most important, she understands my anger and is helping me take the steps I need to do in order to take back control of it. She was now changing my life for the better of it and is showing me that not my life can have a brighter future. With her by my side now, the years of unhappiness began to become memories and not a life that is stuck in the same spot, with it being the same year after year. "Stellaluna, I want you to know that I will be with you, my arms will always be here to protect you. My love will always be here to nature and encourage you and my soul will forever be with you to watch over and comfort you until the end of time. You will never be alone ever again. I'm here. I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There's nothing you can ever do to lose me, you have completed me. I will protect you until you die and after your death I will still protect you. I am now stronger with you here now, stronger than the depression I had for a long time and I am braver than the loneliness that consumed me everyday. Nothing will exhaust me anymore. I will be your lover, your warrior, and your protector", I said, softly As Stella slept on, I kissed her forehead gently as I slowly started to fall asleep. My arms brought her closer to me as I covered her up tucking her close to me. My eyes began to slowly close, beyond happy that Stellaluna loved me in return and now I vow to to her to protect and love her with every being I have in my heart. "I'm so happy you understand me, Stellaluna", I said, softly to her

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Secret of the Sewers: In the Big House

The Hamato siblings were all on the ground of the Triceraton ship, gasping on the poisonous air and writhing in contorted agony. As they struggled to remain consciousness, the brown gelatinous blob that Mikey had accidentally freed began to make its way towards the five. It branched out in five different direction, slowly pulling itself into five pieces. Each of these pieces began to crawl up each of the siblings until it as sitting on their chests. It then began to melt, seeping through their clothes and through their skin (or plastron in the case of the turtles). As it made its way under their skin, brown veins began to trail from the main mass, making their way up their faces. It connected with the corner of their mouths, their nose, and then finally the corner of their right eyes. The second that final connection was made, all five of them suddenly gasped as fresh air flooded their lungs.

They all greedily sucked filled their starved lungs, coughing and wheezing as their bodies attempted to return to normal. Unfortunately, this robbed all five of them of consciousness, reducing them to a pile of sleeping ninjas. No sooner had they passed out, the doors to the cargo bay opened up, allowing a group of about five Triceratons inside.

"Spread out." One of the Triceratons ordered. "Make sure everything is still in place."

The Triceratons spread out, each of them taking a different path through the maze of containers and crates. One of the Triceratons caught sight of the broken remains of the container that once held the gelatinous blob.

"Uh, sir?" He called out. "We've got a problem."

"What is it?" another Triceraton asked.

"It's the Cerebralite." the first one explained. "Its container was destroyed."

There was a loud snort of anger as the lead Triceraton punched a container next to him.

"Slag. That thing cost us 30,000 zemulaks! The Prime leader will have our horns!"

"Sir, it just got worse." a third Triceraton interjected. "I found something."

The Triceratons converged on the third of their quintet, who was standing over the pile of unconscious bodies.

"It's the four Gamarons and the humanoid that were with the Fugitoid." one of them commented. "They must have followed us in an attempt to take him back."

"Well, they're no threat to us now." another remarked. "They're oxygen breathers, and never would have survived our nitrogen rich atmosphere."

One Triceraton judged at Mikey's unconscious body, rolling him onto his shell. When the leader saw the brown vein on his face, he let out an angry snort.

"The Cerebralite." he spat. "It bonded with them."

"Should we destroy them sir?" a different Triceraton asked.

"No." the commander replied. "Lock them up for now. The Prime Leader will decide their fate."

…

Donny was the first to come to, rubbing his forehead to alleviate a headache caused by the temporary lack of oxygen. As he rubbed, he found his wrists attached to each other, which caused him to become more alert rather quickly. He pulled his hands back to see a pair of futuristic looking cuffs locked around his wrists. The sight made his heart plummet into his stomach.

"Oh shell..." he swore.

The purple turtle took a look around, attempting to get his bearings. He was in a grey room that was completely devoid of any furniture, his brothers and sister leaning against the walls still unconscious. They all had similar cuffs on their wrists, and their weapon holsters were empty, their weapons no doubt confiscated. Standing up, Donny approached a small rectangular hole in one of the walls, though Donny got the feeling that the wall was really the door, peering through it. He saw a long hallway filled with grey doors with a similar rectangle hole.

"Locked up again." Donny bemoaned. "Why do these things keep happening to us?"

Another groan drew his attention and he turned to see Leo slowly waking up. Donny rushed to his side, helping Leo to sit up.

"Easy bro." Donny warned. "You're gonna be light headed for a moment, so don't try to stand up just yet."

Raph soon rejoined the land of consciousness as well, then Mikey. Finally, Hisako slowly opened her eyes. They all groaned and rubbed their heads.

"Everyone okay?" Leo asked.

"Peachy." Raph snapped irritably, glaring at his wrists. "Just peachy."

"How are we alive?" Hisako wondered. "I mean, all I remember is choking, then suddenly being able to breathe again."

"I don't really understand it myself." Donny admitted. "For all intents and purposes, we should be dead."

"Well, what I want to know is what's with the veins." Mikey commented, running a finger along his face. "I mean, we all got weird brown veins on our faces."

Everyone felt their face, and could feel slightly raised skin trailing along the right side of their faces.

"Huh, that's weird." Donny remarked. "I don't remember having this before."

Donny followed the vein down his neck and into his shirt. He then pulling his shirt collar forward to get a better look, then promptly released it and screamed.

"Holy Chalupa!"

Now morbidly curious, the other Hamato siblings did the same. Instantly, Leo, Raph, and Hisako all released their shirts, their eyes wide.

"I don't know whether to be scared, disgusted, or curious." Hisako commented.

"I'll take disgusted." Raph remarked. "It looks like someone threw up on our chests."

Mikey, however, didn't seem phased by the sudden appeared of a brown blob residing under his skin.

"Dudes, I think I know what this is." he told them.

"Mikey, I don't know what it is," Donny told him, "so how the shell can you-"

"It's this weird jello creature that I accidentally freed from a glass jar."

Donny paused.

"Wait, this stuff… is alive?"

"Uh huh." Mikey nodded. "I thought it was cool so I wanted to take it home. Then I broke the jar."

Donny looked at his brother in surprise, then looked down his shirt once again.

"Fascinating. Whatever this thing is, it seems to have formed a symbiotic relationship with the five of us."

"Do you think it might have anything to do with our sudden ability to breath?" Hisako wondered.

"It is possible." Donny surmised. "Perhaps this creature is molecularly deconstructing the air we're breathing into a compound suitable for respiration."

He was met with a round of blank looks from his siblings.

"It's turning the bad air into good air." He clarified in a deadpan voice.

About that time, there was a loud bang on the door from the outside as a pair of reptilian eyes filled the rectangular hole.

"Shut up in there!" a loud, deep voice demanded.

All five of the Hamato siblings did fall silent, but not because they'd been ordered to. Rather, they were all awestruck by the sudden realization that their captor had just spoken to them.

In plain English.

"Ummm… That was a Triceraton, right?" Mikey asked.

"I'm almost 95% sure it was." Donny replied.

"Then how was it speaking English?" Leo wondered.

Donny didn't answer. Instead, he just looked down at the blob on his chest.

"I think this thing did more than save our lives." He hypothesized. "I think it also rewired our brains a bit."

Hisako groaned at that.

"As if my brain wasn't screwed up enough." she muttered.

"Not in a bad way, I think." Donny assured her. "I think it just manipulated the language center of our brain so we can understand the aliens around us."

"So we have brain sponges living on our chests now, and that's why we're alive and aliens speak English?" Mikey asked.

"Basically." Donny nodded.

"You know, as fascinating as this conversation is, we're all forgetting one crucial detail of our situation." Raph reminded them, holding up his cuffed wrists irritably. "We're prisoners!"

"None of us have forgotten, Raph." Leo remarked. "But right now, our best option is to be patient. Until we have more information on our situation, we sit tight."

Raph grumbled, then leaned against the wall again, Hisako leaning against him. Silence then fell over the cell as the Hamato siblings waited.

…

Professor Honeycutt slowly woke up, his mechanical eye zooming in and out as he attempted to get his bearings. He appeared to be in what appeared to be the personal quarters of a Triceraton scout ship. His heart began beating a mile a minute once he realized that, and he truly began to panic when he realized he was completely alone.

"The Gamarons, Hisako… My friends!" he exclaimed.

The door to the quarters he was in slid open, allowing a single Triceraton inside. The dinosaur had deep scarring on the right side of his face, his right eye glassy and white. His entire right arm was gone, replaced with a rudimentary mechanical one. The professor recognized him instantly.

"Commander Mozar." He greeted, forcing his voice to remain even and devoid of fear.

"Professor Honeycutt." Mozar replied. "It seems the tranquilizer finally wore off."

The Professor rubbed the back of his neck, feeling the small wound caused by the tranq.

"Well at least that answers the question of how I ended up here." He remarked.

Mozar gestured towards the door, which stood open for him.

"Come." he ordered. "The Prime Leader is eager to meet you."

…

The scout ship approached a large floating landmass in the center of space. The landmass was conical in shape, reminiscent of an ice cream cone with a sealed dome representing the ice cream. This landmass had several long arms with smaller land masses on them bearing the same ice cream cone shape and a few where just normal ships could land. The scout ship took one of these arms, landing and connecting an airlock. The Triceratons walk through the airlock, leading the Professor deeper into the main landmass.

"I suppose there is one benefit to my cybernetic form." The Professor said to himself. "My mechanized lungs can breathe any atmosphere."

Eventually, the Professor was led into a grand throne room, where a large, red Triceraton was sitting. This Triceraton was wearing what appeared to be a military uniform, many medals and accolades decorating his lapel. A metal headpiece rested on his head, and he had this gleam in his eyes of a creature that would do whatever it took to get what he wanted.

"Prime Leader Zanramon." Mozar greeted, beating the center of his chest in salute. "I have brought to you Professor Zayton Honeycutt of the planet Dhoonib."

Zanramon leaned forward, a smile on his face, something that greatly unnerved the cyborg.

"I didn't realize I was so important to you Zanramon." The Professor mused.

"Oh don't be so modest, Professor." Zanramon admonished. "Everyone in this part of the galaxy is aware of the mental prowess of the Great Zayton Honeycutt."

"Your accolades are impressive, but I don't believe you invited me here just to flatter me." The Professor replied.

Zanramon chuckled, then stood up, approaching the cyborg.

"Indeed I did not." he replied. "When I heard about what Darius Dunn had reduced you to, I knew that I had to act. I couldn't allow such a brilliant mind to be reduced to a common cybernetic slave."

"That should mean you wanted to save my life," the Professor responded. "But I get the feeling it means you want something from me."

Zanramon gave a small shrug.

"I will admit, the weapons that we received from our dealings with Dunn were some of the greatest that I have ever seen." he explained. "While we Triceratons pride ourselves in strategic prowess and combat skills, our technological advances leave much to be desired."

"If you don't mind Zanramon," The Professor said, starting to get irritated. "Get to the point."

Zanramon coughed a bit, taken aback by the Professor's general attitude. However, he shook it off, continuing on.

"As you wish." He decided. "I am willing to offer you all of the funding you could ever ask for, all the resources you will ever need, and a lab to call your own. More than that, I am also willing to provide you with full rights as a citizen of the Triceraton Republic. You would no longer need to fear that your cybernetic status will affect your daily life. All I ask is that you become my scientific advisor."

Honeycutt thought for a moment. The offer did sound enticing. To be able to live his life again without having to constantly look over his shoulder, plus unlimited funding and resources, it almost sounded too good to be true. Then, a thought popped into his head.

"Just out of curiosity," The Professor began to ask. "What if I refuse?"

Zanramon looked at the professor, then turned to Mozar. Mozar gave a single nod, then pressed a button on a terminal next to him. A large holographic screen suddenly turned on, displaying a scene of the turtles and Hisako still sitting in their cell. The Professor's eyes went wide at the sight.

"My friends!" he exclaimed.

The turtles and Hisako all suddenly sat up in surprise.

"Guys, did you hear that?" Mikey asked.

"It sounded like the Professor." Donny added.

"My friends," The Professor called out. "Are you alright? Did they hurt you?"

He then paused for a second as something dawned on him.

"How are suddenly speaking Dhoonib-ese?" He added.

"We're okay Professor." Raph answered. "They ain't hurt us."

"Not yet." Zanramon clarified.

Hisako visibly tensed.

"Professor, where are you?" She questioned. "And who's that with you?"

"This is Prime Leader Zanramon," The Professor answered. "Leader of the Triceratons."

Zanramon smirked at that.

"If I were you creatures, I would be more worried about your own situation." he told them.

"Yeah well give me a minute and I'll stick our situation right up your-" Raph started to curse.

"Raph!" Leo cut off. "Don't antagonize the leader of the species holding us captive."

"You should listen to your companion, Gamaron." Zanramon suggested. "After all, you already have a rather hefty list of crimes stacked against you already."

"Crimes?" The Professor asked. "What are you talking about?"

Zanramon turned to Mozar a second time, giving him a nod. The commander brought up a holopad, reading from it.

"Assaulting multiple officers of the Triceraton army, stowing away on a Triceraton scout ship, theft of personal property of the Prime Leader-"

"Hey, we haven't stolen anything!" Mikey called out angrily.

"Oh really?" Zanramon asked with no small amount of smugness in his voice. "So that isn't my Cerebralite now residing on your collective abdominal regions."

"Uh… no." Mikey replied.

The reality of his friends' predicament was beginning to set in for the Professor. With the crimes against them, and the merciless nature of the Triceratons, the odds were not in their favor.

"What do you plan on doing with them?" The Professor questioned.

"With the number of crimes against them, they would be sentence to at least 13 Nextons in Incarceron."

The Professor gasped, something that didn't go unnoticed by the turtles and Hisako.

"Professor, how long is a Nexton?" Leo asked.

"And what is Incarceron?" Donny added.

"The High Security Triceraton prison." The Professor explained, his voice thready from nervousness. "And one of the deadliest prisons in the galaxy."

"Of course, I would be willing to pardon them of their crimes." Zanramon offered. "I'd even be willing to transport them to the nearest Utrom Outpost so they can return to Gamara… If you agree to my proposal"

"Don't do it Professor!" Mikey called out.

"Our lives aren't worth it!" Leo added.

"We can take whatever this guy dishes out and more!" Raph promised. "Just trust us!"

Zanramon made a 'cut' motion with his finger and Mozar cut the feed, turning the holographic screen off.

"Make your choice professor." Zanramon told the Professor, his voice hard. "And choose wisely."

The Professor looked at the Triceraton Prime leader nervously, then his metallic fists clenched.

"My friends to me to trust them, and so I shall." he decided. "I will never work for you."

Zanramon sighed.

"Such a shame." he lamented. "Mozar, escort the Professor back to his chambers and see that the creatures' sentence is carried out."

Mozar saluted again, then took hold of the Professor, dragging him out of the throne room.

…

The scout ship landed on one of the smaller chunks of land attached to the Triceraton home world. This chunk was dominated by a single structure, a large building that looked like a futuristic prison. The main doors of the prison opened, allowing the scout ship to land in some sort of unloading bay. The ship's doors opened as the Hamato siblings were pushed out of the ship. Once the five of them caught a sight of the large prison, all of them felt a lump of fear settle into their throats. Hisako instinctively clung to Leo's sleeve, doing everything she could to keep herself from fainting.

"It'll be okay sis." Leo whispered. "This isn't That Place."

She gulped and nodded, trying to steel herself. They were all forced inside the prison, where a large, muscular Triceraton stood waiting.

"Greetings, Gamarons." he greeted. "I am Warden Tetrax. Welcome to Incarceron."

"Warden Tetris?" Mikey asked. “We’re supposed to be intimidated by an arcade game?”

Tetrax growled as the Hamato Siblings snickered, then the Triceraton continued.

"You should be intimidated, Gamaron." Tetrax remarked. "This is the most impenetrable fortress not only in the galaxy, but the universe. When inmates arrive here, they leave only two ways, released, or in body bags."

"Oooooh, I'm so scared." Raph growled. "Please, we've been locked up somewhere that would make you wet yourself, Tetris."

"We'll see about that." Tetrax replied, his hands visibly clenching at the purposeful mispronunciation of his name.

He then let out a shrill whistle as a team of guards came out, each of them grabbing one of the five siblings.

"Get them all cleaned, dressed, and processed." Tetrax ordered. "Then we'll see how they handle the general population."

…

All five of the siblings were stripped of their clothing and hosed down by a high pressure water hose. Once they were all properly 'cleaned', they were each given an orange outfit to wear. They all got dressed, then were forced onto a line up where there mugshots were taken. Raph snarled at the camera, holding up his third finger in his own attempt at flicking off the guards. Unfortunately, the gesture went right over the guards' heads.

Donny stood for his mugshot, though his gaze was elsewhere, his mind already trying to figure out the layout of the prison and map out a possible escape route.

When Hisako's turn came, most of the fear she'd felt had been successfully suppressed, giving way to annoyance and anger. Both of these emotions were prominent on her face as her mugshot was taken.

Mikey, ever the free spirit, decided to try and make the best of his situation. When his turn to have his mugshot taken came, he shot the camera a huge grin, posing and giving a turtle peace sign before moving on.

Finally, Leo's turn came. He didn't attempt to look around, antagonize the guards, or even make light of the situation. Instead, all he could think off as the camera went off was how much trouble they were in, and how the shell he was gonna explain this to Master Splinter.

Eventually, the five of them were shoved through a large set of double doors into the large common area of the prison, the doors slamming behind them. Raph let out a loud growl, turning towards the door and pounding on it.

"You know, I'm getting real tired of people shoving me around today!" Raph remarked.

"Cool it Raph." Leo told him, grabbing the red turtle by the shoulder. "We can't afford for your temper to land us in any deeper hot water."

"I can't imagine water hotter than this Leo." Mikey shared.

"I can." Hisako interjected. "And it's big, pink, has a huge respirator, and is eying me like I'm lunch."

Mikey raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Where do you see that?"

Hisako pointed off to the side, where a large, hideous pink alien was sitting on a table. All around him were a few other aliens, each of them giving the Hamato siblings the evil eye. The pink one eventually stood up, walking over to the five. He was easily a good foot taller than the turtles, and easily twice as wide.

"Well, well, well." the alien said, his respirator making his voice deeper and a bit echoey. "Look what we have here. Fresh meat."

The five all reached instinctively for where their weapons should have been, all of them grimacing when they only hit air. Their large adversary just chuckled, cracking his knuckles audibly.

"I'm Rynokk, the boss of this prison." he introduced himself. "You do what I want when I want, and maybe you'll live to see your release date."

"Hate to break it to you big guy, but I think old Tetris would disagree with that statement." Raph quipped.

Rynokk just started laughing loudly, a sentiment that was matched by his band of cronies.

"Let me clue you in on something." Rynokk told them. "The guards don't care what happens in here once those doors shut. They're just here to keep us inside and clean up the blood."

He then poked Raph in the chest, glaring at the red turtle.

"Remember that, before your big mouth gets you and your friends into a world of pain."

He then marched back to join his cronies, then the whole group walked off. Raph's fists were clenched tightly and his teeth were grinding against each other. Once more, Leo placed a hand on the red turtle's shoulder in an attempt to hold him back.

"Don't Raph." he warned. "He's not worth it."

"Besides, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can put some light years between us and Rynokk." Donny added.

Raph growled, then slowly unclenched his fists.

"You're right..." he begrudgingly admitted, "So what now?"

"We're gonna need a place to hunker down while we're here." Leo answered. "Somewhere easily defendable should Rynokk or any of his friends come looking for a fight."

"We may need to find a place on high ground too." Donny added. "It will give us a vantage point and a way to get a good idea of everything standing between us and escape."

Hisako gestured up towards the third level of the prison.

"Our best bet would be a cell up there then." she suggested. "Maybe a corner one facing this way."

"Good idea sis." Mikey told her.

"You heard her guys." Leo declared. "Let's go, but stick close."

…

The five siblings made their way to the third floor of the prison, Donny mentally noting down various guards and their posts along the way. Once they reached the top, Raph let out another angry growl.

"Great. Rynokk's here."

The five of them ducked behind a wall, watching as Rynokk and his goons approached a corner cell. The cell was occupied by a single inmate, a blue creature that resembled an anthropomorphic salamander. Their figure suggested that they were a female, and her gaze suggested that she had seen many battles in her days. She was sitting in the center of the cell, and didn't even acknowledge Rynokk until he spoke to her.

"Salamandarian!" he shouted. "I thought I told you I wanted you out of this cell by mealtime!"

"You did." the Salamandarian replied.

"Then why are you still here?!"

"Because I do not take orders from an overgrown Bolovak that does not know his excrement valve from his oral cavity."

Mikey's eyes went wide and he had to cover his mouth to keep himself from laughing. Raph's angry demeanor had faded somewhat as a smile graced his face.

"Don't know who that is, but I am liking the way she handles business." he remarked.

Rynokk did not share the turtles' sentiments. In fact, a few veins began to show on his bulky arms as he punched the door frame of the cell.

"I'm going to give you five tiks to get your rakkan hide out of my cell, or I am going to wear your skin for a loincloth!"

Rynokk began counting, and when he reached five, he made a grab for the Salamandarian. He got within inches of her shirt before she caught his fist. She then stood, grabbing hold of his wrist and flipping him over her shoulder and onto the ground. She then turned to the cronies, cracking her knuckles.

"Anyone else?" she asked.

That's when Rynokk stood up, wrapping his beefy arms around her and hoisting her into the air. She struggled and kicked as the cronies moved in, punching at her helpless form as she struggled to free herself.

"That's it!" Raph exclaimed.

Before any of his siblings could react, Raph barreled out of their hiding place. He grabbed two of the cronies, smashing their heads together and drawing the attention of the entire group.

"Didn't your mothers ever teach you it ain't nice to gang up on a lady?"

The Salamandarian took advantage of the group's moment of distraction, sliding herself out of Rynokk's grasp and delivering a powerful kick to his respirator.

"While I am grateful for your aid, this is not your fight." she told Raph, the two going back to back like they'd been fighting alongside one another for years.

"Let's just say I've got a thing against people like Rynokk." Raph replied.

After that, the time for conversation was gone. The two released a flurry of punches and kicks at Rynokk's goons, sending them all flying out of the cell and into the hallway. From their hiding place, the other three turtles and Hisako watched with no small amount of enjoyment.

"Think we should intervene?" Mikey asked.

"Nah." Leo replied. "Let Raph have his fun this time."

After a few minutes, all of the goons were down for the count, leaving Rynokk alone. He looked at Raph and the Salamandarian before letting out a growl.

"You win this round." he begrudgingly allowed. "But you best watch your backs. I won't forget this."

"Just take your goon squad and beat it!" Raph snapped.

Rynokk left after that, dragging a few of his unconscious goons behind him. Those that were still conscious quickly scrambled after their boss. Once they all left, the Salamandarian turned to Raph with a smile.

"Thank you again for your aid." she told him, bowing respectfully.

"Hey, whacking punks like those guys is a daily occurrence for me and my family." Raph said with a shrug. "I'm Raphael. You got a name?"

"I am called Y'Gythgba." she replied.

Raph blinked for a second.

"Um… you got a nickname?"

Y'Gythgba gave a small laugh.

"Salamandarian names can be a bit cumbersome to unfamiliar tongues." she told him. "If you would like to call me something else, I will not object."

Raph thought for a minute, then snapped his fingers as an idea came to him.

"I got it." he declared. "Back on my home planet, there's this painting of the most beautiful woman in art and stuff. So… how about I call you… Mona Lisa."

From their hiding place, the other turtles were all smiling like idiots, especially Mikey. Hisako covered her mouth as she snorted. Y'Gythgba seemed to mull over Raph's choice, then she gave a smile.

"Mona Lisa. I shall accept it."

"Awesome." Raph said with a smirk.

Deciding they'd been hidden long enough, the other four Hamato siblings came out of hiding. Leo gave a small cough as they approached.

"Did you forget we were here bro?" Mikey asked.

Raph turned red, rubbing the back of his head.

"Right… Uh… Mona Lisa, these are my brothers Leonardo-"

"Hey."

"Donatello-"

"Hi there."

"And Michelangelo."

"What up?"

"And this is my sister Hisako."

Hisako gave a small wave as Mona Lisa cocked a head in confusion.

"Your sister?" she questioned. "How does that-?"

"I'm adopted." Hisako interrupted.

Mona gave a nod, then gestured for them all to come into the cell. They all settled down, the turtles all instinctively going on all sides of Hisako. As they sat, Mona spoke again.

"Why have you five been locked up in this rakkan hole?" she questioned. "You do not have the malicious air of those who should be locked in here."

"It's because Zanramon is trying to use us to get to a friend of ours." Donny explained. "He placed a bunch of trumped up charges on us and tossed us in here."

Mona growled at that.

"So you are more innocent victims of the dishonorable methods of the Triceratons." she rationalized.

"More?" Leo repeated. "You mean there are more in our position?"

"Not in your exact position, but there are many who have suffered unjustly from the dishonor of the Triceratons." Mona answered, looking down slightly. "Myself included."

Mikey leaned forward, crossing his legs and putting his hands on his knees.

"I sense a tragic backstory." he declared.

Raph smacked Mikey hard, glaring at him.

"Mikey, show some respect!"

Mikey rubbed the back of his head as Hisako sat forward.

"Mona, what did the Triceratons do to you?" she asked.

Mona leaned against the wall of the cell, closing her eyes as she remembered.

"My home world, Salamandaria, was at war with the Triceratons for Nextons." she explained. "We were warriors born and bred, and we held our own against the Triceratons. G'Throkka, my brother, told me that we were close to winning the war..."

Raph then noticed a pattern to what she was saying.

"Lisa, you keep speaking in past tense." he noted. "Did… did something happen to your home planet?"

Lisa nodded, a single tear rolling down her face.

"Yes..." she answered after a moment, "It was destroyed..."

Hisako gasped and the turtles all felt a pang of sympathy.

"You cannot imagine the horror of watching helplessly as your home is reduced to space dust." Lisa continued, hugging her legs. "Billions of lives lost..."

"H-how did you escape?" Mikey asked.

"G'Throkka managed to get me off planet before it happened." she explained. "We escaped the carnage, and then we set off to try and bring down the Prime Leader. Unfortunately, our efforts were in vain. We were both captured. I was sent here and G'Throkka..."

Her breath hitched a bit and her fists clenched.

"I do not know where he is… or if he is even alive..."

Raph went over to Mona, reaching hesitantly for her hand. He paused before touching her though, realizing that he had just met her and she may not appreciate the gesture. However, her hand loosened and she took his offered one, obviously grateful for the attempt at comforting her.

"Hey Lisa..." Raph began. "My siblings and I are planning on busting out of here soon. Maybe… Maybe you could come with us."

Mona looked at Raph.

"You have an escape plan?" she asked.

"Not yet, but we will." Donny told her. "And frankly, we could use all the help we can get."

"If you help us bust out of here, then you'd be free to search for your brother." Leo informed her.

"So what do ya say?" Raph asked. "Think you'd be willing to give is a shot?"

Mona Lisa thought for a minute. This was the first time in a while that anyone had shown her kindness. More than that, it was the first time she'd felt any hope of seeing G'Throkka again. She wiped her eyes and smiled.

"I will help you." she decided.

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Serafina’s Story CH.1

Started writing a fanfic for the ninja turtles, where they meet Serafina from the planet of Magdomar. She’s inspired by Chompy. Thanks to Sassopathic for help writing.

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“‘RAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!’ Chris Bradford dives for his sword, just as Godzilla swipes his giant paw at him. ‘You shall not defeat me, villain! For I, the incredibly talented and ripped Chris Bradford, am here to free my people from your tyranny. Hiyah!’” Michelangelo plunged his Chris Bradford action figure forward an army of plastic toys, screaming out battle cries.

“Chris Bradford lunges, going for the kill! Hiiiiiiiyyyyyy- hey!” His heroic battle was interrupted by his older brother, Raphael, as he was thrown into the pile of toys.

“Get out of the way Mikey!” Raphael growls as he leaps back into the sparring match with his older brother, Leonardo.

“I was here first!” Mikey protests.

“What’s taking you so long Raph?” Leo taunts. Raphael growls angrily and charges “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR!!!”

Nearby, the television blares as Donatello fiddles with his T-phone. “Would you guys keep it down? I’m trying to watch the TV!” He shouts, reaching for the remote and turning it to volume level 100. “I can’t hear my show!”

The entire lair pulses with noise while in the dojo, a giant rat man sits calmly in front of candles and a burning jar of incense. His calm visage falters and turns to one of pure annoyance. “Quiet down! I am trying to meditate!”

“Sorry master Splinter!” Michelangelo shouts back. But instead of getting quieter, the lair gets louder as Donatello shouts to all his family. “Hey, guys! Come here quick!”

Splinter grumbles in frustration and walks into the living room where his four sons are huddled around the television. “What is going on?” He demanded.

“Joan Grody reporting to you live from New York City. Citizens are going crazy over a mysterious spaceship that has crash landed right in the heart of the city. Officials are currently excavating the wreckage and scouting for uninvited ‘visitors’. So far, no extra terrestrial has been found, but scientists are speculating that the alien has shapeshifting powers and has already adapted to our ways. It could be anyone! It could be you, it could be your friend, it could be your cat! Keep a sharp eye out for more reports on channel 6 news, Grody to the Max.” The television reporter continues on to talk about politics while the turtles sit, momentarily stunned.

“Think it’s the Kraang?” Leo asked.

Michelangelo sat back on his heels shaking his head. “That ship doesn’t look very Kraangy”

Standing, Donatello pulled out his bo staff. “Whatever it is, we should check it out.”

“No way. If it’s not the Kraang, it’s not our problem. Besides, the cops are crawling all over the place. They can handle it.” Raph crossed his arms angrily in protest. Suddenly, all four boys were arguing with each other, and once again, the lair was filled with sound.

“Enough!” Splinter pounded his staff on the floor, getting the boys’ attention. “Leonardo, take your brothers to the streets and find out what is going on. Be extra cautious my sons. With many witnesses, it will be more difficult to stay hidden.” He smiled happily to himself as he walked back into the dojo. Maybe now I can get some quiet.

It was cold tonight. The billowing wind bit into Leonardo’s skin as he led his brothers across the rooftops toward the location of the crash. He leaped across spaces between buildings, silent yet swift. He really wasn’t up for another Kraang hunt tonight. He really just wanted to get back to sparring with Raph. Sometimes during practice, he would imagine himself to be Captain Ryan from his favorite show, Space Heroes, and would imagine Raph as an evil Cortexicon who he has to fight to defend his planet! But now he had to actually go out and fight real aliens, which wasn’t all that bad, except that his team always fought him about everything. That never happens to Captain Ryan. Leo sighed as he and his brothers slowed to look out over the scene. Hiding in the shadows, the four brothers watched as angry officials ordered the mob of civilians and reporters to get back. It didn’t seem like the ship was damaged too much. His eyes narrowed. Where was the alien? “Hey, look! Over there!” Leo’s musing was interrupted by a pizza guy shouting in the streets and pointing to a nearby alley way. Following his arm, he caught a glimpse of purple as the creature rounded the corner to flee. “Woah, did you see that?” Mikey pushed past Leo and hopped to the next building. “Come on guys! Let’s follow it!” The four brothers began jumping rooftop to rooftop, chasing after the alien. It was moving slowly, it was obviously injured. As they caught up, it was clear that the alien had injured its leg, as it limped hurriedly, seeking safety.

“Guys! It’s… she’s… a turtle!” Mikey fell into step behind him. “We gotta get her out of here!”

“What? No way! She’s an alien. She could be dangerous. Heck, she’d probably with the Kraang!” Raph didn’t think she looked like she’d be involved with the Kraang, but he didn’t want to take any chances. Too many times had they trusted the wrong people, and he was sick and tired of having to clean up someone else’s mess. Blood glinted in the light of the streetlamps, leaving a clear trail. Following the purple creature into a dead end, they saw her looking frantically for a way out. Leo saw the desperate panic in her eyes, and felt sympathy for her. Right now, she needed his help. He needed to be the hero he was born to be. He needed to be like Captain Ryan. Captain Ryan wouldn’t stand by as the humans took this alien and locked her up in some lab. Captain Ryan would save the day!

“Gentlemen, I will not stand idly and watch an innocent being be-”

“Can it Leo!” Snarled Raphael. The two brothers began fighting noisily as the humans advanced on the alien.

“Leo, tell us what to do!” Donnie watched the alien turtle leap desperately as she tried to climb over the wall. He saw her miss by an inch and fall back to the Earth. She cried out in pain as she landed on her injured leg, and a resonating crack echoed through the night as head collided with concrete. Raph and Leo continued arguing loudly. The humans now were in the alley with her, mere feet away, the cops with their pistols and tasers extended.

“Now Leo!” He panicked. Giving up on the fight with Raph, Leo turned and snatched a smoke bomb from Donatello’s belt, hurling it angrily into the alley. Cries of alarm sounded from the humans as they were momentarily blinded. Leo landed on the cement ground and raced to the alien’s side. There was a gash on her head, covering her right eye with sticky, deep orange blood. Tearing the fabric wrap from around his wrist, he pressed it to her head and scooped her into his arms, then disappeared into the sewers below.

#ninjaturtles #ninjaturtles2012

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aurora-the-kunoichi · 3 years

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The Forgotten - Part Two

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The sound of zipper unhinging was deafening. Each tooth that clicked opened was a step closer to their goal, to end this war and remove Bishops control from the masses. Aurora felt April edge a little closer running her fingers along hers for mutual support. The anticipation was killing them, and the two women were pretty sure Casey was takin his sweet time to show them what they had found. Melodramatic jerk.

With the bag finally open, Casey locked eyes with the two women swallowing hard, his eyes were bright with hope and his lips spread wide in a playful grin. He pushed up his sleeve and lowered his hand into the satchel.

Aurora could hear the slick squelch as her friend’s fingers wrapped around the apparently wet object and then the coppery scent of blood filtered into her senses. Her eyes trained in the opening and the kunoichi’s eyes widened at the first sight of crimson mangled flesh.

A severed arm rose into view and a few of the lower ranking man gurgled their disgust stepping back. But Aurora and April had seen this carnage up close before so unfazed they closed in eager to see why he had brought back a bloody limb.

“Casey why did you bring that back to the compound? Are you planning on smacking some bitches? Cause you know I’m always up for smackin’ some bitches.”

The long-haired hockey player shot Aurora an annoyed look and pointed the stiff fingers of his new toy at the blonde. “Come here sunshine and let me test the first slap out on you.”

“Hard pass Cas, haaard fucking pass. You ain’t touching me with that fuckin thing.”

“Ok you two that’s enough.” April huffed in frustration pinching the bridge of her nose. “Casey an explanation would be good right about now.”

“How about a demonstration?” Casey turned to one of the men who had followed him into the war room. “Ling, go get me a glass container with an airtight lid.”

As the man nodded and disappeared out into the halls with his task Casey adjusted the dead limb in his hands and began to look it over. Aurora was about to give him more shit, but his eyes lit up and his hand clamped down around the circumference of the arm just a few inches from the wrist. In his excitement Casey turned the arm and that’s when Aurora saw the movement under the graying tissue just before Casey’s hand and the oozing end of the arm. It was subtle but she was able to pick up on it.

“We weren’t able to locate Bishop’s main headquarters with those coordinates we got. That’s why it took us so long. Hell, we weren’t even planning on coming back yet, I had a few more leads I wanted to check up on. Suddenly we were found and attacked, after the fun was done Evans found this little guy near some much needed ammunition. As he was bending down to retrieve it he saw the skin fuckin move. Screamed like a little girl.”

“You’d freak out too seeing movement in an arm no longer attached to a body. No one is expecting that….no one.” The handsome blonde intercepted Jones’s jab from the back of the room.

Aurora watched Casey’s new right-hand man Evans come up behind him punching her friend in the arm. His blue eyes found hers and nodded with a smile which Aurora reciprocated.

Just then the door swung open interrupting Casey’s story and the man Casey had sent out for a jar came back with his request. Casey hurried him forward and held the severed section over the open container. “Watch this.” His finger moved forward, and the unidentified object squirmed behind the pressure and began to move. To everyone’s horror as it neared the open flesh two tiny tentacles the size of strands of hair emerged through the dead tissue into the air wiggling and searching. After a few seconds the metal feelers retracted and tried to burrow back into the limb but found Casey’s hand blocking its way.

Casey used his hand like a squeegee and urged the thing forward again and with a sloppy wet sound the thing along with blood and dead tissue slipped from the opening and dropped into the open jar with a clink. The lid was quickly secured over the jar locking the thing inside.

Aurora and April closed in eyeing the now six flailing arms moving about in its glass prison carrying around an equally small round body. It slinked around the mess inside, the tips of its arms moving it around like it was looking for something. Casey gave the jar a few gentle shakes sending the tiny metal object clinking around inside the container. “Creepy little fucker isn’t it?”

After the jostling stopped the object gave up and the arms retracted back into its body and stopped moving seemingly going dormant.

Aurora cautiously took the glass from Casey and lifted it to eye level swirling its inactive contents around a bit, “It was like it was searching for something…like..”

“Flesh.” Casey finished her sentence for her. “These are the things that are controlling them. They are constantly moving to avoid detection, but we need to know how they are controlling it’s hosts without attaching to the brain stem. This needs to get to R & D right away. If we can figure out how to turn them off or make them exit the body we can get them all back……..we can get them back.”

The last part of that statement was directed to April and Aurora no doubt an innuendo to the three brothers still alive. Aurora felt her heart clench at the thought and handed the jar back to the lieutenant who had fetched it. “R & D now, this is priority.” The man nodded and took off without a word. “Without Donnie it could take a while but it’s a start……there’s hope again.”

April moved around Casey to grip her friend’s shoulders, “We’ll get them back, we have too.”

“We have to.” Aurora repeated pulling April into a tight hug.

“Aww I want in on this!” Casey whined lunging for the two women with two open arms.

“Don’t you touch me with that hand Jones!” April squealed quickly separating from Aurora to avoid the bloody mess on her husband’s hand. Casey began laughing manically chasing after April until they both exiting the war room in a giggling fit leaving the rest of the occupancy smiling and lighthearted.

Aurora had no idea what she would have done if she didn’t have April and Casey through this god damn shit storm. Loosing Donnie was hard enough but to lose the final three left Aurora inconsolable. She barely slept the first few months with uncharacteristic moods swings. She hated to think what foolish things she would have done if they hadn’t been there to talk her through her manic episodes. Those were dark times indeed and she thanked the gods for their love and friendship and the distraction of the resistance to keep her busy.

As the room emptied Aurora found herself yearning for some fresh air and gathered a few supplies to head out into the night.

Perched in her favorite spot above Time Square Aurora dangled her feet over the rooftop watching the mindless New York inhabitance trudge home after a long day’s work. It was nearly time for all good little boys and girls to be shut up in their homes. There had been a 9pm curfew placed over the United States to keep ‘the peace’ but it was mostly for the resistance. The mindless sheep did what was told of them never questioning the authority that held them captive. So, it was an easy way to spot someone who hadn’t been reprogramed yet. Disobedience meant free will.

With a heavy sigh Aurora uncapped her thermos and poured herself a steaming cup tea and drifted into a warm memory that transpired on that very rooftop. A memory that warmed more than her soul.

“Come on Rora, you look a little cold. Let us warm ya up.” Raphael’s rough voice drifted through her subconscious. His sounds always seemed to heat her up even when he wasn’t trying. That man had a knack for getting her motor running for the simplest things.

It was a chilly evening that night and Raphael and Michelangelo had followed her out onto the rooftops for a quick run and a breath of fresh air before bed. She was enjoying the hustle and bustle of the evening below when two large green hands encircled her waist and two warm lips mouthed her shoulder. Raphael’s tongue wormed around on the exposed skin of her shoulder before his teeth sunk down into the muscle. Aurora moaned at the pressure and Raph groaned in kind gently pulling her from the ledge. As she was removed from her precarious roost Mikey came into view with a mischievous look spread across his handsome face.

“Looks like you could cut glass with those things.” Mikey growled palming her breasts with his large hands. “Here let me warm them up for you.” The youngest bent down and opened his wide mouth over her clothed right breast sucking at the fabric and mound hidden beneath. The heat from his mouth and saliva spread across her sweater making a different kind of heat bloom between her clenching thighs.

She arched at the mouth at her front and leaned back into the mouth at her back sucking in labored breaths, “You two are incorrigible….hmmhh. We’re too exposed to do-uh—this up here.”

Raphael growled into her neck and rocked his hips forward, “We’re fine, no one is looking to the rooftops for crime. Besides, it’s your fault we’re cold, you should help us get warm. I know of a few places on ya that a part of me could get really hot.”

“You tw-woo followed me out here and it’s not that cold you big babies.”

Mikey’s wondering hands slipped up her shirt and under her bra to grab hold of the breast he wasn’t latched onto. He moaned happily rolling the brown peak between his fingers getting another moan from their quarry.

Within a few moments and no resistance Aurora found herself naked straddling Mikey while he lowered the mewling kunoichi onto his thick pulsating cock. Every inch that slipped up into her seizing walls stretched her open. His mouth ran over her throat leaving wets trails behind chilling her bare flesh. Mikey hissed with each thrust of his hips burying himself deeper into her heat.

“Mik…uh..ey Jesus Christ. Fuck…” Mikey wasn’t the biggest of the four brothers, but he had a nice curve to his shaft which allowed him to nestle that spot at the roof of her cunt ever so nicely.

With the overwhelming sensation of being stuffed full of Michelangelo Aurora almost forgot about the impatient brute behind her waiting for his turn to ‘get warm’. As Aurora was finally fully seated on Mikey cock Raphael rumbled behind them palming her cheeks spreading them with two keen thumbs.

As his thumb inched inwards Aurora was lucid enough to remember she always came prepared. “My b-bag Raph..ohh…Mike…..”

One massive mitt left her backside and rummaged through her bag lying at their feet. When the large mutant chuckled, she knew he had found when they needed. The snap of a cap and the wet sound of lube being expelled filled her ears making her hips rock making the younger turtle groan and press up into her heat. Then she felt the pad of Raphael’s moistened finger press against the tight ring of muscle and slip inside.

Aurora whimpered at the slight discomfort but quickly adjusted to the intrusion and rocked back onto the large digit allowing it further into her body.

“Easy little ninja. I don’t wanna hurt ya.” Raph cooed against the shell of her ear as he sunk his lubed finger deeper.

“Raph you gotta hurry bro. “Mikey pained voice cut through the night. “I need to move. I’m dying….h-here…”

“Nah, I think I’m gonna take this slow. There’s nothing sexier than Aurora beggin for my dick.” His finger began to move with a sweet rhythm in and out stretching and prepping the hot passage. The brute hoped the kunoichi was just as impatient as he was, there was no way he would last long. Just the pull her body on his finger alone was making him painfully hard. Raphael leaned down again pushing her head to the side to gain access her Aurora’s throat. Up and down his mouth worked across her pulse point leaving red marks from his teeth marking her.

Aurora could already feel the heat and pressure coil in her abdomen and Raphael wasn’t even inside her and Mikey stationary. She was panting now with slow little moans rolling off her tongue as Raphael’s large finger started to move faster working deeper and deeper. Her whole body began to vibrate with need making the impulse to fuck herself on Michelangelo’s sheath cock become excruciating. She needed her release, it was starting to hurt from the pressure building in her belly.

“Raph please..ugh…fu….”

“What was that Rora?”

“Please I need it, I need you, I need both of you to fu..u…cking finish what you started.” Aurora growled out her sexual frustration clenching around Mikey’s embedded cock and Raph’s finger.

Raphael grunted at the tightening muscles around his finger and snapped his teeth on her neck while pulling his finger free. “You want my cock?” he hissed into her trapped flesh as his hand coated his aching cock liberally with lube.

The lewd sounds of him lubing his shaft for entry made Aurora’s core throb and clench to the point of pain. Grabbing a hold of Mikey shoulders, she lifted her body up dragging the tip of Mikey length across the roof of her dripping canal. It eased the ache for a second but Mikey’s hands tightened on her hips at the friction rolling his hips up sheathing himself again.

“Baby girl.” Mikey hissed pulling her down, so the tip of his cock pressed against the opening of her cervix. “Always so fucking tight.”

Raphael bit down harder on the meat of her shoulder to exert his dominance and hold her in place while he lined up with his reward. Grabbing the base of his shaft the brute ran the helm of himself over the puckered entrance smearing both his pre-come and lube across the prepped hole. He pressed forward just slightly to tease her barely breaking the barrier. Her body was shaking, and he knew it was time to give her and them the relief they needed.

Aurora’s lips parted as the large head slipped past the first ring and sunk in with no resistance. His hands moved to Aurora’s hips and pushed forward gliding into the tight heat until the large terrapin bottomed out with a grunt. With all of his restraint Raphael stilled unwilling to hurt her as Aurora got used to the massive intrusion. He could already hear her taking in large uneven breaths; he didn’t want her to pass out from being over stimulated. The first time it happened scared all of them to death.

Slowly Aurora felt her body relax excepting the feeling of being stuffed to the brim with two enormous mutant cocks. Tears formed at the corner of her eyes as Aurora moaned feeling the front of Raph’s plastron press against her backside indicating he was given her every inch of him. “Mmmm Raph…Mike so fucking big…. So fucking good.” She had been with them like this before, so the pain was barely noticeable anymore at the first penetration it was just the overpowering feeling of being possessed by these enormous mutants. The high of being theirs never seemed to fade and always heightened when they were intimate. Fuck it felt like they were in her stomach.

The first tentative thrust from Raphael brought Aurora out of her euphoric daze and back to reality. This time Mikey followed suit snapping up into her body and the combined inner stimulation was an eruption of blissful ecstasy. The air in her lungs caught and she gripped the rim of Mikey’s shell as they both began to fuck her in tandem. Each one moved at a different pace and buried deep at different times, she felt like laughing and crying at the same time.

Each drive of their hips sent the momentum up and into her body making her practically slam back down on their cocks each time gravity brought her back down to earth. She had to hold onto Mike to ground herself otherwise she felt she’d float away. Even through the haze of her turtle induced heaven she could feel them around her, touching her, holding her, making sure she was enjoying the experience, attentive, safe. They poured themselves into the act making it seem there was only one soul not three. Never, she would never tire of them, all of them. She would die without them, existence without its meaning.

Every cell in her body was set a light, throbbing and screaming as the crest of her climax bloomed quickly. It raced from her toes filling her blood with fire coursing up into her belly boiling over.

Mikey gripped her chin pulling her face down to his so he could kiss her, a breath stealing kiss that made the world stop turning. Then Raphael nuzzled her neck puffing out heavy warm air against her heated skin and he whimpered three words that sent her toppling over her earth-shattering peak. Three words she loved to hear from each and every one of them. Three words that broke the damn and sent her spiraling out of control and up and over the crest of her orgasm.

“I love you.”

Aurora’s body seized as the climax that had been building snapped with such intensity she blacked out for a few seconds. Both mutants rumbled deep in their chest as Aurora clamped down on their frantic lengths sending them both into oblivion.

Their roars of climax echoed across the rooftops making a few lights flicker on in the distance.

She could feel them both as they expanded inside of her and set forth the tidal wave of thick warm semen coating her insides with each pulse. The heat, the rush of sweet heat of their orgasms flooded Aurora’s body until it spilled out around them and onto the ground below. Raphael and Michelangelo’s hips staggered to uneven drives until they poured ever ounce with their release into her body affectively marketing her on the inside.

Still hazy from her release Aurora became aware of Mikey peppering her lips with kisses repeating those three words over and over. His breathing was erratic, and his chest heaved gasping for much needed oxygen. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I love you.” Raphael repeated, both still unwilling to uncouple from her body.

“I love you both so much.” Aurora cried grasping wildly at the two mutants.

The tepid splash of tears made Aurora jump; hot thick tears cascading down her cheeks hitting her hands and spilling into her mug of cooling tea. That daydream took her deep. She was back on the rooftop, alone and cold yet again. What she wouldn’t give to really have them here again.

Slowing her breathing back to normal Aurora wiped the moister from her face and took a long pull of her tea.

Aurora turned her body looking at the unit they had been perched on so close together. It was so long ago, but yet so vivid in her memory. Her body was still hot from the daydream and she didn’t want the feeling to go away just yet. Damn, she needed to get a hold of herself. These types of moments could leave her vulnerable, she had lost herself in it and that was dangerous. Out in the open after curfew, she was asking to be picked up and infested with those little metal demons.

She wondered if she was taken would Bishop post her with them? Would he reunite her with the three brothers? She was just as useful.

Suddenly movement from a few roofs over made Aurora disappear into the shadows. Her hand dipped into her hip satchel and pulled forth the night goggles Donnie had made for her. She had to wait a few moments, but the large body hurtled itself from one rooftop to another concealing itself into the darkness as it landed.

She saw the massive body for only a few seconds but there was no mistaking the shape and size. It was of the mutant turtle variety, too bulky to be Leo but too tall for Mikey that left her brute. His name slipped past her lips in an unsteady whisper. “Raphael.” It had been six months since their last appearance, since they had done enough damage to confine her to the infirmary for two weeks.

Her hand hovered over the earpiece contemplating calling Casey, he would want to know what was going on, but he had just gotten home, and April had missed him terribly. It would be rude to interrupt their alone time.

She would handle this on her own, it was only one of them and she wouldn’t make contact. Just observe, see what he was up too. Closing up her thermo Aurora left it on the roof top to retrieve later and headed towards Raphael keeping to the shadows.

It didn’t take her long to catch up to the cumbersome terrapin keeping to the opposite side of the building to conceal her presence. With her line of sight she could see him slip from the shadows and lean over the side of the building peering down at something below.

Slowly and without a sound the kunoichi moved across the rooftop until she was sitting above the unsuspecting turtle on an overhang.

He was surveying the street below, paying very close attention to every face that passed by. He was looking for someone…but whom and why was he alone?

True to Raphael’s nature after about an hour he got impatient and backed up launching himself to another rooftop for further recognizance. He did this several times throughout the night getting more and more agitated as the night wore on. Aurora would stay close watching her brute carefully rememorizing every line of his body.

Three years was a long time to not be able to admire one of your lover’s bodies. There would be nights where she would lie in bed just to watch them sleep. Watch the plates of their plastrons rise and fall with the even breathing of their slumber. Gently touch their scaled skin and enjoy the soft sounds they would make at the soothing contact. Now she had one right in front of her, within reach but still so very far away.

Even though most of his lustrous green skin was covered by black fabric and some sort of hard alloy armor Aurora could still admire the muscles flex and shift below its covering. It was such a shame, their bodies were amazing, god like if you will and to cover such a work of art with clothing was cruel. It was one of the reasons she disliked winter, in the brutal frigid months the turtles would put on clothes to help retain their heat. She’d pout and shuffle her hands under their clothes making them chuckle with amusement.

After a while the red banded behemoth began fidgeting with his sai, balancing the tip of the forked blade on his finger and lodging it into the rooftop for target practice.

She had been with Raphael several hours when the wind began to pick up, a storm was rolling in. The breeze whipped around the trash left behind by vagabonds giving the brute new moving targets. Then the breeze changed directions. Aurora watched as the wind flipped through her blonde locks and travel from her hiding spot to ruffle the tails of Raphael’s mask.

All at once his sai stopped moving and his nostrils flared scenting the air. The hard line set on his lips loosened widening until she saw the whites of his teeth. She had been made.

“There you are.” He cooed darkly getting to his massive feet slowly. Holstering his weapon the terrapin turned to the darkness of the rooftop staring at nothing. He knew she was there but had yet to locate her. “I’ve been looking for you blondie but it looks like you found me first.” Taking a few steps Raphael scented the air once again but was unable to catch her smell. “That’s not an easy feet either, no one has been able to sneak up on my brothers and I.”

Aurora remained silent as Raphael began strolling around the rooftop in search for his prey. She kept a safe distance at all times making sure not to lose sight of the turtle, he didn’t know where she was at the moment but her luck was sure to run out if she wasn’t diligent.

He had been looking for her this whole time, how long had he been looking for her? Longer than today’s search, days, weeks, months? And so close to home base too. That was an unsettling thought. If this became physical she needed to lead him away. The safety of their home was priority.

“You know you did a number on Fearless when we first met ya? Kept telling Mike and I how you smelt familiar. Couldn’t sleep for a few days after that, no amount of meditation could bring him peace. Even tried finding you a few times but let’s be honest we had no idea where to even start lookin’. He still talks about ya but it’s become less frequent now. I finally figured I needed to see what he was talking about. I mean I got a small taste but Leo got a face full of that blonde hair of yours. I wanna see what the hubbub is all about. Maybe sample the goods.”

With each break in words Raph would stop walking and listen, turning his head to observe the silence trying to find notion of her whereabouts. She gave him no clue, not yet at least. But it was intriguing to know she had affected Leo to some extent and peeked Raph’s enough for him to become successful in narrowing down her location.

“Why don’t you come out?” He continued, his voice dropping an active taking a seductive tone. But she wasn’t naive, as much as she loved that god damn voice he used to seduce her in the past, this Raphael had no intention on being a good turtle. Deceit was his game and Aurora wasn’t going to play.

Raphael started to get more aggravated as he continued to search for her. “Come on beautiful, come say hi to Raphie.”

Just then her luck ran out, another gust of wind brew past Aurora directing her scent right to the brute’s beak.

As soon as his face turned to her position she moved and with the inhuman speed they all possessed it didn’t take long for the brute to catch up. The only silver lining was he wasn’t trying to be quite so the heavy footfalls that came from behind were the warning she needed to avoid his giant mitts.

When he swung for her Aurora turned abruptly and swung up on top of an abandoned water tower evading his clutches. Thankfully and unlike Raph he didn’t follow but kept his eyes on her.

“Hello my love, why don’t you come down here for a kiss?” those honeyed eyes sparkled and those lips turned into that wicked smile that drove her mad. He moved closer to the tower and slowly began to climb the rotting wood braces as if he didn’t want to spook her.

Her hand rested on the hilt of a katana at her hip as she moved across the top of the tower away from the ascending terrapin, “Tempting Raphael, so very tempting but I think distance is the best for you and I right now….a lot of distance.”

His eyes abruptly grew sad as he reached the top quicker then she anticipated, “I thought you loved me? Don’t’ you want me to hold you? Kiss you? Love you?” He took a step closer and the sorrowful look darkened, those honey eyes swirling with a new emotion, one she hadn’t seen in years…lust. “Or maybe you want something else? Something no human could give you….” His three fingered hand lowered to the now apparent bulge forming under his pants. The palm of his hand rubbed from base to tip rumbling at the friction of his actions. “It’s weird ya know.” He husked gripping the hardening appendage firmly over his clothing. “We’ve had more women then I can count throwin themselves at us. Trying to get us into bed but none, not a fuckin one stirred anything in any of us. Even Mike who tugs it at least once a day had no interest. But the moment your violet eyes and blonde hair came around you’re all we can think about. I didn’t tell fearless about my fascination cause I didn’t want him to lose focus on our mission more then he already has. And Mike has only told me about his dreams, that kinky little fucker. You’ve become a bit of a big deal for us. Fuck, I’ve had so many dreams about fuckin ya raw. Balls deep marking you in so many god damn ways I’d lose count.” She could see him panting now. He was losing a bit of himself in this. “Leo hasn’t told me but I know he’s been dreamin too. Mr. Always in Control of My Body has woken up with morning wood so many times in these past six months.”

Aurora tried so fucking hard not to watch him palm himself, the memory she had relived a few hours ago only made her arousal bloom faster. She didn’t know what to do with this information. Swallowing the nonexistent saliva in her mouth the kunoichi tried to regulate her breathing and the heat pooling between her thighs. She needed to get herself under control, this was dangerous, he was dangerous.

As her feet came to the end of the old barrel Aurora took a deep breath and leaned back doing a backward swam dive off the water tower. She tucked and rolled, hitting the rooftop coming to her feet in one solid move. She turned to run she needed the space and the time to collect her thoughts but Raphael followed right behind her colliding with solid ground right in front of her.

“Nuh uh beautiful.” He rose to his full height looming over Aurora backing his prey up until her backside hit the side of a small maintenance shed. One hand hit the side of the shed next to her head and the other returned to its previous task. But this time his hand sank below the barrier going straight for the engorged length.

His scent hit her now, heady and thick dulling her senses. She was in trouble; she should have called Casey for back up. Fight, run, get away but her body refused to move. Her traitorous body would surely be the end of her.

Raphael leaned down pushing her head to the side to gain access to the slender column of her throat nuzzling through the blonde locks of her hair. His hot breath cascaded over the heated flesh causing a rush of Goosebumps to erupt across her skin.

Then she heard him take in a long pull of her scent and the sound that came from the depths of his chest nearly made her knees give out. The sound sent vibrations through the air and into her chest rocketing straight down to her dripping core. Fuck this was so wrong; she needed to get out of here but her body screamed for him. She wanted to drink his scent in, to taste him again. It was taking all of her self control not to reach out for him but this wasn’t her Raphael. It was in body but not in sprit.

“You do smell familiar.” He rumbled deep and low. “You smell like home, you smell like you’re mine.”

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