Tough Luck ( Raphael X Reader )

Memorial

It felt like forever, yet, like a five minute nap.

When the ice closed around me, I fell asleep.

Now, I have awoken.

I pushed myself from the river with my legs, and took a so-long-needed breath of air.

I rubbed my head. There was a ringing in my ears. I felt strangely fatigued, and my body was weak. I crawled up onto the land.

" I made it..." I croaked, looking up to the ledge. I fist pumped. My skin was soft, and freezer burnt. I was cold. The air was only barley warming up.

" My head... Ah..." I whispered. I looked up. I would need to climb up to the top of the canyon. I found a stairway. When has that gotten there?

When I made it to the top, I looked around. Then, I saw it.

A memorial. It was a giant grey stone, written in black letters. The stormy wind blew, and there were leaves covering the large heading of the writing.

I walked up, clutching my shoulders. I brushed away the leaves, and gasped.

" (y/n) (y/l/n). 2000-2016. Beloved Friend and Teammate."

" Founded by- April O'Neil, Casey Jones, Tessa-Lee Gemini, and NYC School District."

That couldn't be right.

Later that day, I was able to change my eye and hair color to brown, and went to the library. I asked the lady at the front desk.

" Do you have any material regarding... The (y/l/n) Incident?" I asked.

" Ooh. Terrible tragedy that was. Yes, there are a few news reports and newspapers on the computer files under (y/l/n) Incident." The lady said.

I opened a few files, and a newspaper article came up.

" (Y/N) (Y/L/N) KILLED IN NATIONAL PARK ACCIDENT"

" (y/n) (y/l/n) was killed when some FootClan soldiers were found in the NY national park. Some believe it was a completely unrelated occurrence, others think it was a suicide. Nevertheless, a body was not found, but there was blood at the scene, as well as foot prints leading off the canyon's edge."

On no.

Everybody thinks I'm dead.