CheckMate (A Luke Castellan fan fic. OC CHARACTER)

Revisits

Raphael's POV

We walked into the meeting room. This one I actually had to pay attention too. I scratched my arm nervously. I took my seat next to Luke and next to Milo. The room was awkwardly silent and I was dreading the worst. It was 1am and Luke had woken me up to come.
I told him that it was probably stupid and well...stupid. But he dragged me out of bed to make me come. I shoved my hands in my hoodie and leaned my head on the back of the chair. I was still very tired from sleeping but I was dragged here so... here I am.

"Status?" Luke asked crossing his arms. "There is movement twenty yards out southbound. We aren't aware of whom or what it is." Luke nodded and looked over at me. I just curled deeper into the chair. I closed my eyes and put my hood up. "Raph come on lets go." Milo whispered as she helped me up. I kissed Luke's cheek and walked side-by-side next to Milo back to bed. I was trying not to fall asleep standing up when my ears heard a strange sound. I stopped walking, Milo did too.
"Raphael what is it?" She said putting a hand on my shoulder. I heard a weird ticking sound. A bomb. It was coming from the wall to our right. I stepped in front of her wrapped my wings around her. A second later the wall exploded. Sending little pieces of shrapnel into my body. My body protected Milo's from damage. Although when I hit the ground, I hit my head and my ears rang loudly.

     "Damnit Raphael. Tuck you're wings in." Milo slurred out. I did my best. Before she could pick me up another blasted us to the where the first bomb exploded. This time I was thrown out the building. I groggily tucked my wings mid fall and slowed down my fall so I gently fell on my side. The snow got my feathers wet and I shook my wings off. I tucked them back in. I just laid on my side in the snow. Slowly bleeding. I couldn't feel the bottom part of my arm and my head was bleeding.
My phone started ringing in my pocket. I carefully and slowly pulled my phone out.

"Where are you?!" Luke asked frantically.

"O-Out- Outside. Snow...." I mumbled.

"Love don't move. I'll be there in five." He hung up.

I didn't move. I couldn't. It hurt to much. I felt blood rush down my forehead and into my eyebrow. "Raphael! Fuck Raphael!" Luke ran over. He crouched in front of me. "Shit shit shit. Hang in there. This is all my fault." I grunted. "No... s' not." He started walking faster. Snow flying up as he rushed towards the building.
My head fell back. He shook my cheek. "Love come on. Don't." My eyes were dazed and not functioning correctly. He carried me like a baby and started to run. The snow dissolved and we were in concrete. The lights of the building lit up my bloody, wet, and dirty body. Luke's arm was dripping blood. He set me down on a empty table not far from where we ran in from.

He grabbed out his phone and called someone. "Luke I'm fine." I tried to sit up. My arm collapsed under me. Landing in a thunderous crack. My head hit the metal table. I whimpered loudly. Luke grabbed my arm out from under me gently and laid it next to me. "It's okay Love. See she's right here." He turned to Brooklyn who ran in.
She grabbed a piece of a wet paper towel and wiped my head of all the blood and dirt. "Raphael you need to stay awake okay?" I slowly nodded. It was getting very hard to stay awake. My arm was sending little shocks of pain into my body and I was half blind. Like if you held a book to my face I couldn't make out any of the words, except I knew they were there.

Luke and Brooklyn exchanged shouted angry words. Luke picked me up. My head was bouncing against his chest as we walked upstairs and into the infirmary. It was almost completely full. Eyes glanced towards my limp body in his arms and Luke set me down on a bed. Brooklyn put something cold on my arm and tensed up and I whimpered. Brooklyn held plaster and wrapped my arm in it.
Small tears fell down my cheeks. Luke stood over me and wiped them away. "It's okay Love. This is my fault." I shook my head. "No it's not baby." I whispered. "Her arm is broken. Other than that she is perfectly fine. A mild concussion and you will have a very bad migraine." Luke nodded and picked me up. "Come on lets go." He carried me back to our room avoiding all of the damage.