Chapter 3 : Holding Out for a Hero

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Late! I am so late! Donnie's mind raced as he jumped across the rooftops towards the nightclub Y/n worked at. Leo told him to get there no later than 10:45 since the girl should be leaving the club around 11. It took until 10:50 to split away from his brothers and now he was rushing. If he fucked this up, Leo would never let him stand in again, meaning that he would spend every night stalking Y/n instead of leading patrols. That would be no good for anyone.

He was almost there, just two more buildings then he would be there. That's when he heard it. "Stop!" a womans' voice echoed causing his whole body to tense. Donnie's first and only thought was simply 'don't let that be Leo's girlfriend.' before he jumped to the next rooftop and looked down into the alley where the scream came from. The scene in front of him made his stomach drop before anger bubbled up from deep within his chest.

What did they think they were doing? Those two men (If they could even be called that) were restraining Y/n while whispering something in her ear. The bigger of the two men had her arms restrained with one of his own while his free hand crossed over her chest to cover her mouth, pinning her head back against his shoulder. While chuckling, the second man was gripping her breasts and before Donnie could process what he was seeing, one of the man's hands suddenly lowered to Y/n's waist band.

I think not! The turtle thought before jumping from the roof. He landed behind the group with a heavy thud. The man restraining Y/n saw Donnie in an instant, his eyes widening with fear as he watched the turtle rise to his full height while drawing his Bo staff from his back, slapping the wood into his head to add to his threatening look.

"Party's over, the girl comes with me." that was a stupid entry line his mind screeched at him as the second of Y/n's assailants turned to look at him.

Silently he watched as the goon holding her, tightened his grip on Y/n forcing her head to crain even further against his shoulder. "And how are you going to get her, turtle?"

"Why don't you find out." Donnie all but growled.

Over confident, the smaller man removed his hands from Y/n to face the turtle head one. It only took a single move for Donnie to fling him over his shoulder to the ground of the alley. The turtle then went to charge the other man. On instinct, he released Y/n's arms. The girl, wasting no time, used her newly freed limps to reach for the man's other hand, clawing at it until she was able to pry it from her mouth. She lowered the hand just enough to bite down on the junction of the man's thumb, causing him to shout in surprise and shove her away.

Donnie was fast to catch her, using a single hand to steady her. "You okay?" He asked careful to keep an eye over her head towards the goon behind her.

"You're not Francoeur." The girl rushed out.

Donnie stiffened at the comment, pulling his eyes away just long enough to send her a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I'm the stand in today."

"Don't apologize, you just kept me from getting... LOOKOUT!" Y/n cut herself off with a scream before suddenly using her grip on the turtle's shoulder to pull him forward before using Donnie's shell as a springboard to launch herself at the man attempting to sneak up on them. Her landing left Y/n in a less than optimal position, and Fa quickly got her to the ground straddling her waist as he pinned her wrists.

The turtle watched with wide eyes, wanting to run to help, but Ito's hands gripped Donnie's bo, leaving the turtle only enough room to shout over his shoulder. "What are you doing!"

"Keeping one guy busy!" The girl screamed back as her nails dug into Fa's arm while adjusting her grip on the man above her. Post her response, Y/n looked back at Fa, finding him smirking down at her, his pride that he landed in a mount position over her evident. This simply made her glare easier to form as her own smirk pulled at the corner of her mouth. Her fear was now temporarily replaced with adrenaline and she knew that would be her driving force. Well that and the fact that now that she wasn't restrained by a second person she had a promise to keep.

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