TMNT: I Fight Alone

Chapter 21: Loss

3rd Persons POV

"Let her spend the remainder of this day in room eight, then transfer her to room eleven" the shadowy figure spoke from Shredders side. With their head up and chin tight, their sense of authority and leadership seemed to radiate from their body, making it so easy to follow.

"Yes, uh..." Kairai glanced up at the figure, her eyes held confidence and strength, but on the inside, she was terrified.

"Mrs. (L/N)" she responded, stepping into the light. Karai was dumbfounded, but nodded after receiving a glare from her father, and hurried off to do as she was told. The evil mistress turned back to Shredder and smiled sweetly before sitting next to him and placing her warm, small hand over his.

"She is very, oh whats the word" she clicked her tongue, thinking hard. Shredder jumped in,

"Arrogant" he spoke blandly, a hard glare settled on his face as he stared out the door his daughter had fled through moments ago. Mrs. (L/n) nodded, following his gaze.

And for the next hour or so, they sat in silence. Minds whirling, wheels turning, plans forming.

Over to (Y/n)

(Y/n) stood once more in another room, completely different from the first or second.

It was almost like a dojo, with weapons hung on the walls and Japanese symbols scratched over spare pieces of paper, pinned to the peeling wallpaper.

In the middle of the room sat Rapt, kneeled down in a praying position. He had his sais by his side, but the rest of his gear had been stripped off of him.

"Raph?" (Y/n) stepped forward uncertainly, her legs still wobbly from lack of sleep, water, food, and from the past couple hours of absolute torture.

Rapt lifted his head slowly, his eyes trained on her face like a dog.

"W-what's wrong?" She eyed him carefully, he didnt seem right. Something was just, off. (Y/n) could tell immediately.

Suddenly, Raph lurched forward, grabbing his sais as he pushed away from the ground and at (Y/n).

With only a split second to think, (y/n) grabbed the closest weapon that was strapped to the wall, which happen to be a black katana, and blocked Raphs strike, slamming metal against metal.

The vibration from the hit rattled up (Y/n)'s arms and made her fingers feel weird.

"Raph its me!" She screamed, darting away from Raphs attempts to slash at her, flipping over his arms and around his body to avoid being killed.

Soon Raph became impatient and dropped one of his sais, sending a blow into her lower torso, shooting her across the room and into a rack, scattering staffs and armor over the floor.

(Y/n) groaned, rolling to her side over the broken pieces of wood, too exhausted to lift herself up.

With her back to her opponent, Raph lurched forward, grabbing her by her collar and lifting her to the ceiling.

"Ple-please!" She choked, clawing at Raphs arms but to no avail. His eyes hardened and his brows pressed together sharply. He tightened his chin and pushed harder against (y/n)'s neck to the point that she could no longer draw in air.

With a strangled cry, (y/n) drove a small dagger into Raph side. He stumbled back in surprise, dropping her to the ground, and grabbed his side tenderly as blood rushed from the wound and splashed to the floor.

(Y/n) gasped for air, her throat still struggling to breath easy again. Raph, looked up at her quickly, his eyes wide and shocked, then he fell to the floor with a large crash.

"Raph!" (Y/n) screamed, crawling over to the turtle, the last friend she had, and pressed her small, cold hands against his side. He groaned, facing her, flashing a small, tender smile of relief. (Y/n) let tears spill from her eyes as she cradled his head in her arms and rubbed his forehead softly.

"I-I'm so sorry, Raph please don't do this, please," she whispered, frantically trying to keep his wound from spilling more blood, but nothing worked. Raphs skin color was fading slowly, from a dark, lively green to a sickening, bright, lime.

Raph winced, then placed his oversized hand over hers, watching her carefully.

"I love you," He whispered tenderly, then used the last ounce of strength he had left to lift his head forward and place a short kiss on her lips, then he dropped back to the ground and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

Dead.

(Y/n) didn't shout, or cry, or scream, she just sat there, dazed. Completely frozen from the events that had unfolded.

This time, this time, she was the one that finished the job. She was the one that killed Raph, not them. She had done this, taken the lives of her beautiful, strange friends. Never again would she see their smiling faces, or hear their angelic laughs, or have the same feeling she had when she was around them.

No more, would she be happy.

Shredder had won, she had lost. She had lost not only the little game he had played her in, or her sanity, or her happiness,

She lost her everything.

Farmhouse

"Are you sure your ready for this? We can wait another couple hours if it means you will at least walk better!" Donnie placed a steady hand on Leo's shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed together in worry. Raph eyed Leo wearily, his sais strapped tightly to his waist.

Leo shook Donnies hand away and stood straighter, grabbing his katana from the table and sliding it into the holsters strapped to his back.

"Lets go get our family back"