Winter { A TMNT Fan Fiction }

13. Meeting the Family

My mouth literally opened in shock at the giant stone... thing coming out of the ground. I was beyond creeped out. It looked to be as big as that armored truck that was in the room.

Raphael didn't seem to be too nervous about it. He just continued on working on his motorcycle while the thing came up in the middle of the room. It was like some sort of elevator almost. And I was proven right when three other turtles like Raphael walked out of it.

"Care to explain, Raph?" The three of them approached the red banded turtle while all glancing at me. The turtle wearing the blue mask gave me the hardest glare that I gulped and took a small step back.

You're not supposed to be here. My subconscious bitterly told me. You saw the look that turtle gave you; you are just being a pest.

My mind swirled with harsh things directed to myself that I began to sweat and pick at the skin around my fingers. Stella hated when I did that because I picked all the skin off my fingers that they'd bleed. Scientists say it's a form of self harm, but to me it's just a bad habit I can't break.

A small shouting match occurred between Raphael and the blue masked turtle. I shifted my gaze from the turtles to my feet. I didn't dare say a word or move from my spot.

"You are so careless!" The blue banded turtle shouted, throwing his arms up in the air,"What were you thinking, bringing another human here? Exposing yourself? We don't even know her!"

I flinched when Raphael threw his wrench down with a loud bam, and got in the others face. "What was I thinking? I was thinking that I shouldn't leave a kid," he pointed at me,"alone in the dark to freeze to death!"

After he said that, all the turtles' attention was on me. I met eyes with the orange masked one and he shot me a giant smile before rushing over to me with excitement. My eyes widened at how close he got to me that I jumped back, resulting in my lower back slamming into the work table behind me. Tools of all kinds fell to the ground with a loud clang, and I cringed as the arguing between the other three stopped and I could feel their stares on me.

"Oh-oh gosh," I stumbled out, my voice sounding very loud in the silent room,"I'm so so sorry... I... I'm such a klutz." I quickly bent down to pick all the tools up with shaky hands. I was so so nervous and embarrassed. Wait to make a good first impression. My subconscious once again brought me down.

As I put a hammer in the tool box that fell, the orange masked turtle crouched down to help me. He didn't seem to be mad or annoyed; he looked a little nervous, actually. With his help, I got the mess picked up a lot quicker, and while we did this, the other three went back to talking.

"Um... thank you. I'm sorry," I told the turtle that was towering over me,"I hope I didn't-"

"Whoa, dude!" The turtle yelped,"What happened to your arm?"

Before I could even process what he said, his hand gripped mine and he pushed my sleeve up my arm. Around my wrist and forearm were bruises; some looked faintly like fingerprints and the others were just a ring around my arm. I winced and tried to pull my arm back when he ran one of his fingers over it.

"Looks like it hurts,"He mumbled before calling louder to his other turtle buddies,"Guys, stop fighting for once and come here!"

The purple banded turtle heard his call and immediately walked over to us. He was a bit taller than the orange turtle and his skin was brighter than his. That had me wondering what kind of turtles they were. I didn't think they were snapping turtles, though, Raphael and the blue one were really snappy.

"What happened to your arm?" The purple masked turtle had a soft, kinder voice than the rest of them. I immediately found myself relaxing in his presence.

"I- um." I stuttered as I pulled lightly against the orange turtle's grip.

"Donatello, Michelangelo, get away from her." The gruff voice of the blue masked turtle came to my ears as him and Raphael came over.

"She's hurt, Leo, calm down." The purple one announced. Good god I wish I knew their names. I thought to myself. I knew the blue one was Leo, apparently, and Raphael was... well. Raphael.

"Erm. Donatello?" I guessed a name and with my luck, it was the purple banded turtle. His head turned to me, and I sent him a smile.

"I- I'm okay. It doesn't hurt very much." I told him with a comforting smile.

After that, Raphael pushed through Donatello and Michelangelo with a grunt. His eyes looked down to mine and he took my hand in a somewhat gentle grip to look at the fingerprints. I almost rolled my eyes.

It's not like I'm dying or something.

"Purple Dragons did this, didn't they?" he growled the question to me, anger in his voice,"When they grabbed you, your sista, and the older guy?"

Around him, the other turtles sent looks to each other; I knew they were wondering what we were talking about, seeing as they all looked very confused. I guess Raphael doesn't care to tell his friends what he does at night.

"Y-yeah,"I whispered now,"They slapped Stella." I added as my vision became blurry with tears.

You're such a cry baby. I wanted to kill my subconscious.

I jumped when Raphael suddenly slammed his fist in the wall beside us,"I'm gonna pound every single one of those PD scum into the ground! I swear to-"

"Raph!" Leo stepped forward and shoved the angered reptile back by the chest,"Not here. Not now."

He took a deep breath, and opened his eyes to glare at Leo. I almost flinched with how much anger was incased inside them. He looked like he could kill someone. What if he did?

At the thought of that, fear began to seep into my body as I starred at him. When his eyes flickered to mine, an anger filled growl left his lips, and his hands went down to reach for his two weapons.

Donatello put his hand on his shoulder in a calming manner, but Raphael shoved him off before taking off into the dark through the way we came.

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bleh. I hope that was better than the previous chapters I've been posting.
sooooo. she met the rest of them, and raphie has got some scores to settle with the purple dragons.
wonder what will happen next since Abby is with the turtles nooowwww? ;)
hope you like it! it's 1AM and I'm writing this so I hope it wasn't too bad. I write when I'm sleepy ahaha.
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