RED ALERT ๏ RAPHAEL

4: Alien Parents...yay

Okay, so maybe leaving before asking directions was a bad idea because you had no idea where you were. You had been walking through a long line of railways over what seemed to be 40 minutes to an hour before you found a manhole cover. You climbed up the ladder leading to it and lifted it up a small bit to make sure it wasn't in the middle of the road, which, thankfully, it wasn't.

You fully lifted off the cover and climbed out into the alley-way. A rat squeaked and ran away when you closed the cover. As you walked out of the alley-way, you brought your clothes to your nose to smell them. You gagged at the smell, it wasn't terrible, but it was noticeable. As you walked out into the street, you saw how late it was. The moon was high in the sky, so barely any shops were open.
But you were happy when you saw the Laundromat only 2 blocks down from your apartment. You noticed the rest of the streets and buildings and soon you found where you came to every night. You walked into apartment as quickly as you could and headed straight for your room.

"Y/n?" It was Kevin. "Is that the footsteps of you doing the action called walking?"

"Yeah, I'm in my room! Don't come in!" You yelled out.
You slammed the door shut and slid down it. God, he even sounds like a robot, maybe he is an alien. You ran your fingers through your hair, sighing as you tried to make sense of things. You were beginning to lose hope in who you trusted.

You looked around your room, the lamp was just waiting to be turned on, so it did it a favor and flicked the switch. The room lit up to a yellow colour from the lamp. You walked over to your bed and flopped straight down. You stared at the ceiling for a few moments, before grabbing a coat and opening your window. You first snagged a bottle of perfume and sprayed yourself with it. Ain't no way you were going to smell like watered down feces. You then grabbed a coat and climbed out onto the fire escape to sit.

The metal was cold and the air was biting at your skin. You didn't care as you leaned on it, exposing the skin on your elbows. You let out a sigh, seeing your own breath as it left. You hung your head, but your head quickly jolted back up when you heard a 'whoosh' and the sound of something clanging against metal.

Your eyes drifted to the red fabric hanging down from somewhere. When you tilted your head up a bit and stood up straight, you were face to face to Raphael. Your eye brows crossed and your face grew annoyed.

"You a stalker now?" You asked him, staring him down.

"Leo told me to follow you." He gritted his teeth.
You smirked. "So your a sidekick?"

You swear you saw a fire start to burn in his eyes as you retreated back into your room. The turtle followed you inside, without permission. You scoffed and rolled your eyes at him. The sounds of your adoptive parents talking, loudly, might you add, were clear to hear, so you could only assume Raphael could hear them too.

"Who is that?" Raphael's hand went to his sais. You grew annoyed by this and quickly rushed in to intervene.

"Hey, no." You clicked your finger to grab his attention. "Those are my parents...Well, adoptive."

"They sound-"
"Like robots?" You said as you grabbed your school bag, dumping most things out.

Raphael turned to you, an unreadable expression on his face. His eyes flicked down to your bag, which you were now stuffing with stuff.
"What are you doing?"

"Making a fail-safe." You said, not going to go into it further.

After finishing your fail-safe, you threw it into your closet and turned back to the turtle.
"Now, what do you want?"

"A lot of things sweetheart." He cracked his knuckles. "But for now, I want to know how the hell you managed to flip me over."

"It's called practice and martial arts. You and your sais tell me you should know what that is." Your eyes look down at his weapons, which have moved from their storage places to his hands.