The Turtle and the Murderer

The First Encounter

In the sewers (with Mikey)
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'They are so stupid!' 'Why couldn't they stop fighting for once in their fricking lives?!' Mikey couldn't stop thinking about everything. He was crying so hard. He was running to the nearest Manhole. He didn't even care where it led. As long as he was away from them, he would be fine, right? 'Honestly, I'm not even worth the trouble!' 'Why do they even bother with me?!' 'I am the one who puts them through this!' 'Why haven't I left before?' Mikey thought frantically. Even though he knew it was wrong to think like that, he couldn't help it; They were fighting because Raph stated that it was surprising Mikey could think. 'Obviously, I can think!' 'I'm not always stupid!' Mikey thought again. This time, he sounded more hostile with his thoughtful remarks. Mikey found a Manhole and climbed up it. There he stood, in an alleyway. He quietly jumped up the Fire Escape, being sure not to disturb anyone. 'Honestly, they should have taken the hints that I didn't want them fighting like that!' 'They're Brothers, and yet, they're fighting with such hostility?!' 'Maybe it was a good thing to smack them!' Mikey thought bitterly. Once he was on the roof, he stopped and took a breath. He was heavily breathing. He needed to calm down. He held back the tears that wanted to emerge. 'No, that's very wrong...' Mikey thought coldly, his anger turning into sorrow. 'I didn't mean to harm them, but they've gone too far...' Mikey held back the tears as best as he could.

He sniffed the air to breathe better. He cringed slightly, his features changing to confusion. The air smelled metallic, in a way. He slowly looked up and saw a figure. The figure wasn't facing Mikey; In fact, it's back was towards him and looking down. Mikey slowly walked towards this mysterious figure, very cautious as not to frighten them. As he was looking at the figure, he saw an hour glass figure, slim curves, and slim arms and legs. 'So, it's a female.' Mikey thought cautiously. From behind, she looked to be the same age as him. 'It could be April.' He thought, calming his nerves slightly. However, something in his gut was telling him otherwise. He didn't know why, but the feeling felt like it was telling him to run. Mikey winced, curiosity getting the better of him. Mikey slowly halted to a stop. Only a few feet away from this female, Mikey saw what the figure was looking down at. He froze right where he stood, his stomach beginning to do flips.

There, lying still as ever, was another female. She had her back on the ground, her face was covered in blood and facing Mikey. Her blonde hair was converted in her own blood, while her once Ocean blue eyes were now dull and lifeless. Her mouth was slightly open with blood still dripping out of it. He covered his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting. He saw the female's stomach had been violently cut open. The Ribs were showing, the organs and intestines were deeply cut, but not to where any were removed. He switched his gaze back to the figure. She was wearing a Black jacket, sweatpants, gloves, and shoes. She still had her hood over her head. Slowly, she turned to face Mikey, her calm Chestnut Brown orbs were staring into his fearful Baby Blue ones. Once she was fully facing Mikey, he could see the knife she had used on the dead corpse. She smirked and charged at him. He was too scared to move. He heard a thud and something hit his shell. Everything went blurry for a second before Mikey's vision cleared. The first thing he saw were her eyes looking at him hungrily. Next, he could tell she had peach colored skin and dark hair. He froze even more than he originally had. 'She looks beautiful...' Mikey thought admiringly. He began to blush at the closeness him and this female were at. Her lips were inches away from his. He could feel her hot breath on him. She had her legs holding him down and his arms above his head. Mikey shook his head, trying to stay Focused.

She gave him a confused look. "What, Do you like what you see, or something?" The female asked, her voice as smooth and calm as the quiet ocean. Mikey blushed even more now. She blushed a very light pink to this reaction. If he weren't a Ninja, he would have missed it. She gave him an impatient look now. "Alright, Turtle, do you at least have a name...?" She asked curiously. He blinked a couple times. 'Why does she want to know my name?' 'And, why is she so close to me, anyways?' 'Isn't she afraid of me...?' Mikey thought frantically. He realized that she was growing more impatient. So, he began to stutter with his answer. "M-my name is Mich-chelan-n-gelo. Mikey f-for short." Mikey stammered. He couldn't answer properly when her lips were inches from his. She smirked slightly, causing him to blush a darker shade. "How about this, Mikey..." She began softly. Mikey looked at her confused. "I will injure you, but not kill you. As the saying goes, 'You're so cute I'm gonna die'." She said in a playful manner. He had mixed feelings about this. He was feeling more scared, yes; However, he was blushing because she called him, "cute". All he could do was lay there, unable to even flinch. Yet, he still blushed at the closeness and the sound of her voice. She grinned to his reaction. "Alright, sounds like a plan to me, too." She murmured softly. She held both of his wrists down with her left hand while picking up her knife with the other hand. He began to squirm in her grasp, trying so desperately to break free from her hold.

He felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He held back a scream, but still made a yelp sound. Her grin grew ever so slightly. She started dragging the knife down towards Mikey's armpit. He dug his teeth into his bottom lip. He was trying so hard not to scream. She began cutting his arm some more, not as deep or long as the first. Then, she went for his right arm. She held his wrists down with her right hand now. She slowly began to cut his right arm. Tears were trying to escape his eyes, but he tried his best to keep them in. He looked at her in fear. She looked at him with a hint of remorse, indicating that she saw his tears. She stopped for a moment to look into his Baby Blue orbs. She saw Fear, yes, but something else. She could have sworn she saw admiration in his eyes. 'Why is he admired by this?' 'Who, in their right mind, would find this admirable...?' 'Sure as Hell not me.' Nora thought hoarsely. 'Then again, he was just blushing at me...' 'Is that why he has that look?' 'To throw me off or to show he actually admires my joy...?' For once in her Life, Nora started to feel guilty while hurting someone. She took a deep breath. 'Either I should ask him, or leave it be...'Nora thought coolly. The two continued to look at each other, a slight blush forming. After a long pause, she thought of the most cliche thing to say. 'Fuck it.'

Before she could mutter a word, however, there was a shout. "Hey! What the shell do ya think you're doing to our Brother?!" The voice bellowed. The female looked up and sprinted away, having almost dropped the knife. Mikey saw Raph run after her while holding his sais. He then felt two pairs of hands grab him to lift him up. When he looked up, he saw Leo and Donnie with Fear spread across their faces. Mikey looked forward to see Raph waving his Sai above his head and yelling. "Don't ya dare come near my Brother like that again!" Raph yelled angrily. He turned around to look at Mikey, concern clearly showing on his angered features. Donnie ran his hand gingerly across Mikey's left arm. Mikey winced while biting his lip. It, too, had began to bleed from how hard he had bitten it. Donnie noticed his youngest Brother's change and grabbed some medicine and gauge from his First Aid kit. Leo laid Mikey on his plastron while Donnie worked his magic on Mikey. Raph ran towards Mikey, having stopped a few inches from him. He sat down and held Mikey's hands. "Are ya okay? What did that guy do to ya, Mikey?" Raph asked worriedly. When Mikey didn't answer right away, Raph knew something was wrong. "Mikey! What's wrong with ya?" Raph bellowed. Mikey flinched, looking down with tears still in his eyes. Leo looked at Raph with worry in his eyes. "Raph, calm down. He's probably too shaken to speak right now." Leo stated as calmly as he could.

After they treated Mikey's wounds, they carried him home. Mikey fell asleep before he was fully treated, so Raph volunteered to carry Mikey, since he was still worried. Leo and Donnie allowed it, as long as Raph didn't try to wake Mikey in order to interrogate him. The run home was silent. The only noises that were heard were the sewage water, rats squeaking, and tapping feet on the hard cement floor. Once they got back to the lair, the three Brothers told their Father what had happened. Splinter looked deeply concerned for his youngest son. So, with a kiss to the youngest's forehead, Splinter told his eldest sons to send Mikey to his room. They set him down on his bed, covered him up, and left his surprisingly cleaned room. All the while, they hoped he would be okay.