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✯¸.•'*¨'*•✿┊catch my stare, little smile┊✿•*'¨*'•.¸✯
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☆━━━WHOEVER SAID TURTLES ARE supposed to be slow, fucking lied. Because right now, I was on the verge of passing the hell out as I tried to keep up with a certain red-wielding turtle, who was the worst team player I had ever met.
The brute left us as he took the lead and pulled a Blackwidow, taking out most of the Foot and leaving a little cookie trail with their unconscious bodies. My hand was still wrapped around my sisters as I ran ahead, slightly impressed with how many soldiers Raphael took out by himself.
I could readily admit that he's seriously badass. Though, I would never tell him that. It might go to his head or something, and given the fact he was already a six-foot ninja turtle, that was built like a damn tank – He didn't need anything else added to that 'ego' thing he had going on.
Small puffs of air left my mouth, and I felt like I was on the brink of dying when we finally came to an open door and paused. I shared a look with my sister and Vern, wondering if this is where Raphael went. I dropped my eyes to the floor, fixing my glasses as my gaze followed the trail of unconscious bodies and the sound of pain grunts came from the room in front of us.
I lifted my hand, snapping my fingers with a nod. Yep, this is the right place.
"In here," I told April and Vern before I broke through the opening, my eyes searching the room for only a second before a pained grunt caught my attention and had me looking to a lower level of the open space.
A surprising fear festered in my chest when my gaze locked on Raphael, watching as he got punched by no one other than The Ironman bitch – The Shredder.
I watched with wide eyes as Shredder sent a harsh punch to Raph's chest, causing him to flip backward and land on his shell with a hard 'thump' which earned a wince from me. Okay, that looked like it hurt. Me and my sister shared a look before rushing to the railing, our expressions mirroring each other as stared in horror at the scene.
