Ghost's POV:
Swift, Rebel, and I finish off the rest as we run over to MC and see the girl who took the video asleep in his arms and had a chain around her waist. We start to run over till 2 of the robot ninjas throw smoke bombs and once it disappeared, MC was on the ground and the girl was gone. We run over to MC and help him up. "You okay MC?" Rebel asks, "yeah, I'm fine but the girl got took, I'm sorry.." MC says disappointed. "It's not your fault MC, we know where they took her, shredders lair. They might put her in the dungeon...but we'll get her back and delete that video, and then just pretend like that never happened." Swift said as we went to the rooftops. "Swift, we cant just 'pretend' like it never happened. She saw FOUR mutant turtles fighting NINJA ROBOTS. Pretty sure she won't forget that." Rebel said rolling his eyes. Swift was about to say something back but I interrupted. "He's right, we gotta explain to her and tell her not to tell any one about us." I say mellow. Swift sighed and said, "Fine, we'll reason with her after, but for now, we make a plan to...rescue...her." "Why did you hesitate to say 'rescue her' like that?" MC asks. "Idk, it's just weird, considering we don't 'rescue' people, ig" Swift says as we all agree and head on back to the crib to make a plan.
Our plan is to strike at midnight, we get her and get out.
Your POV:
I slowly make up on a cold hard ground. Once I'm awake I realize that I'm chained up. I try to get out of them but it's no use. I hear footsteps coming towards the door getting louder and louder. I start breathing heavy as the door opens revealing a big tiger-cat...thing. "Finally, your awake" the cat man says walking over to me and I push myself up against the wall trying to get away from him, he then chuckled. "Pathetic, I should of expected more from the daughter of (f/n)." He said. "How do you know my father?!" I yell at him, he growls and picks me up by my throat and I struggle to breath. "Never question me, little girl." He then lets go and I start gasping for air. He unchained me and pushed me towards the door, "get up and walk or there 'will' be consequences." He growls/ mumbles. I roll my eyes, stand up, and walkout of the door. "Move it!" He said pushin me with the knife in his hands. I move faster and I end up in...the lair I'm guessing... "(y/n)" a deep voice says. "You will make great bait for the Street Punks. But you will pay for your fathers actions." "What.." I whisper. "You know little of your father, child" he says in an even deeper voice. I felt anger, he's my step-dad, he treats me horrible. And now 'I' have to pay for whatever 'he' did?! Not on my watch...or so I thought... "he's my step-dad, and whatever is between you and my 'step'-dad sounds like a 'personal' issue. And I can't help with that!" I yell while streaks of tears run down my cheeks. "I will get money from the Street Punks and your 'step-dad'" He says. "Your speech was 'emotional' and all, but it's not getting you out of torture" he says snapping his fingers as all of his henchmen surround me and come towards me. I hope the guys will come soon.
Ghost's POV:
It's 11:45 and my brothers and I are getting ready to go. I hope she in not much trouble...
It's now 12:00 and me and my brothers are on the rooftop of shredders lair. We sneak in the top window and see (y/n) all beat up and chained near shredder's chair where he's sitting. She looks in really bad shape, we need to get her out of there quick. Rebel and I go behind his chair while Swift and MC distract the shredder. They land I front of him, "Turtles, where are the others?" Shredder asks. "Why would we tell you?? Just come fight us ya coward!" Mc yells as the shredder gets out of his chair. Right before he went to go fight then he kicks the girl on her side, she grunts and wakes up. "Bi*ch.." the girl mumbles as the shredder ignores her and the shredder hears. He grabs her by the neck slowly picking her up by her throat. She was struggling to breath, I was about to go down to help her but Rebel puts his hand in front of me. "Hey! We came here to fight you! You gonna stand there and be a coward or come fight!!?" MC yells. Shredder looks over at them, punches (y/n) hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her. She grunts and as Shredder drops her to go fight them, she gasps for air, like she had drowned and needed air. When the shredder begins the fight, we get down to the ground near (y/n). She sees us, doesn't say a word, holds still but just grins. It was cute. When Rebel got the chain(s) off of her, she couldn't stand because she was 'that' weak. So I carry her bridal style as she stiffens in agony, and tears start to run down her cheeks. I felt bad for her, we needed to get her to the needle room ASAP. We get to the roof, whistle to MC and Swift. I could hear MC yell "later sucker!" Throws a smoke bomb and disappears. As we're running back to the crib we run into some PDs. Rebel and MC stay back while Swift and I get back to the crib, when we get to the crib Rebel and MC catch up. Rebel and I go into the needle room to take care of the girl as Swift and MC wait outside in the living room.
In the needle room we take off her shirt and pants revealing bruises, cuts, and...scars? Well, we turn her over to see whip lashes on her back. This might take us...30 to 45 minutes to take care of. She fell asleep in my arms on the way over here and started to wake up, bad timing, she stiffens in agony again and starts to quietly cry. "It's alright. We're gonna help you" I say to the girl. She manages to put out her hand and puts hers on mine, we inject some sleeping drug into her. Before she falls asleep she says/mumbles, "thank you, my name is
(y/n)..." she says before shutting her eyes as the last tear rolls down her cheek. I wipe away her tear and Rebel and I start working...
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Ghost x Reader; Street Punks AU
Teen FictionYou practically grew up with your abusive step-father. Since your mother pasted away at an early age, you didn't have anyone to talk to, no mother to help you do your hair/makeup with. For that, you got bullied and not only for your mother passing...