Ash was once a normal teen...except for her abusive father and the fact that she was basically isolated at school. She was captured by Shredder, and he saw her as a worthy assassin. He mutated her with a second bullied girl, in the same batch of mut...
I AM SO SORRY, BUT SOME HOW I ACCEDENTALY MADE MY 8TH CHAPTER A PRIVATE ONE. THIS MEANS THAT UNLESS YOU ARE FOLLOWING ME, YOU CAN'T READ IT! AGAN, I APOLOGIZE!
JUST IMAGINE THE EYES DIFFERENT, BLACK WITH AMBER. LONG BROWN HAIR. ASH. GOT IT? OK. ON WE GO!
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ASH'S/Raphael's POV~
As a mutant assassin, ninja, spy, and as a mutant hidden in a lair full of mutant ninjas.... It was just plain ridiculous that she was bored. She'd already read all the interesting books in the lair, and Liz had taken up answering questions after her... Ash's episode... And now, Liz was learning how to cook with Mikey's help in the kitchen.
Ash sighed heavily, before removing her left hand from over her eyes, and rolling over onto her side. She inhaled sharply and froze, when she saw Raphael sitting on the opposite side of the couch. 'What is he doing?' Ash wondered. He was holding a small brown turtle in his large, calloused hands. He was smiling at it. Liz blinked, before she slowly sat up. Her brown hair spilled down her back in rippling brown cascades like a waterfall.
She hesitated, before rising from her nest of grey blankets. She moved towards him silently, her feet making no sound whatsoever on the concrete floors of the lair. CRUNCH. Raph was feeding the small turtle bits of lettuce from his hands. Curious, Ash peered over his left shoulder, her slender fingers resting delicately on his green skin. Raph jumped, and turned his head to look at her in confusion. "What?" Ash frowned slightly at his blunt question. "For a ninja, you aren't very good at knowing if someone is sneaking up on you." She mused. Raph's green eyes widened, before he turned away with a loud scoff. "Yeah right! I knew you were there the whole time." Ash rolled her eyes. "Mhhm... Sure you did Hotshot." Raph grunted softly, before he looked down at the small turtle in his hands.
Ash leaned forward slightly, and Raph stiffened as he felt her light touch intensified. "So, who's this little guy?" Raph turned his head, and was met with the suprisingly innocent sight of two big amber eyes staring into his green ones, framed with pale green skin, and rich brown hair. he barely resisted the urge to blush, before he looked back down at the small turlte. "This here's Spike. He's my pet." Ash's eyes seemed to glow with fascination as she peered down at Spike. "He's kinda cute..." Raph blinked. "What?" Ash smiled. "I said he's kinda cute." Raph smirked. "Who?" Ash looked at him in confusion. "The turtle."
Raph grinned. "Wow Ash. Didn't take you for the flirtasious type." Ash's eyes widened, and she blushed. "Wh-What? No! That's-Raaaph!" She whined loudly, with an indignant look on her face. Raph winked at her. She scoffed lightly, and looked away.
A pause, then,
"Do you...want to hold him?"
Ash's eyes widened, and she grinned. "Really? Can I?" Raph nodded. He liked seeing her smile.
Hesitantly, Ash reached out and Raph gently placed Spike in her small green hands. Carefully, she lifted the small turtle, and cradled him to her chest. She smiled down at him, and took a leaf from the small pile of lettuce near where Spike had previously been sitting.
She dangled the leaf above Spike, and slowly lowered it to him. Spike leaned up, and snapped the leaf in half. Then he began to slooowly crunch away at the leaf. Ash giggled when Spike snapped his head up and snapped a second piece of the leaf off.
Raph watched, his head slightly tilted to the side, a gentle smile on his face. Affection for the lizard mutant began to fill his heart. He was surprised by this strangely affectionate feeling, but he didn't push it away. They were alone after all, no one else was there to see him letting down his tough guy act.
LEO'S POV:
Leo watched, stunned, from between the slight opening between the (DOLO)dojo doors.
"Hey Donnie!" He whispered yelled. Donnie moved towards him. "What?"
"Check this out!"
"....Wow. He's known us longer then her, and all together all of us have only ever held Spike twice!"
