I'm not the best at writing fight scenes and how to choreograph them, but I'm still learning so give me some credit. Enjoy!
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I sit in a slightly comfy chair in a small room. A desk, computer, and another chair across from me create a cozy kind of feeling even though it's a bit cramped. The woman sitting across from me taps her pen in thought on the lined pad of paper resting on her lap. It takes me out of a tiny daydream I was having while I stared at the framed picture of city lights. My eyes fall on her.
"Was there anything else you remembered about it?" She asked slowly.
I've been asked this more times than I could count. But every time I remember something new. I close my eyes to think and an image flashes in my mind. It was the same one from the nightmare.
"Actually, it's from a nightmare." I said quietly, staring at the floor.
"Tell me about the nightmare." She leaned back in her chair. "Like, anything specific you remember from it?"
I remember the entire thing like a movie or story that wouldn't stop playing in my head.
"It's about him; my dad." I answered. "He's always there, bloody, beat up, a-and sometimes he runs at me or tries to attack me in the dream."
My voice and hands shake. I swallow and she nods.
"Anything else?" She asked.
"The color of his eyes." I squint my eyes at my feet.
"Color?" She thought out loud. "From what you've told me, they're green. Are they different in your dream?"
"They're red. Like a raging fire." I reply.
I clutch my shirt at my chest and could almost hear his voice ringing in my ears and throwing pieces of the shellrazor at buildings. My eyes dart around and I remember where I am. I hold my head and sigh. Just a daydream. I thought. Of all times, this was the worst to lose focus. The guys don't notice and continue discussing possible options of how to fight him.
"We could ambush him." Raph suggested.
"And how do you expect we do that when he's in the middle of the street?" Don asked.
"What about taking him down all at once and using our grappling hooks to tie his legs and bring him down?" Mikey asks as a piece of the shellrazor flies past the alley.
I walk over and join them, holding Raph's hand behind our backs. He glances at me and I flash a reassuring smile at him.
"That could probably work, but how would we do that?" Leo says.
"Maybe try some bait?" Mikey said. "It could work."
We peek out from the corner and see my Father looking around. Jasper is using his form on purpose and I know why. Leo motions us back behind the wall and speaks up.
"Here's the plan;" he starts, "we're going to go in and attack him from all sides."
"And?" Mikey asks.
Leo smirks and his gaze falls onto me.
"Angel will distract him while we're in stealth mode."
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