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Courses	By : tmntwriter Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2473 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Courses
- 2-Rescues
- 3-Locations
- 4-Holes
- 5-Names
- 6-Pickles
- 7-Words
- 8-Masks
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*note* After this chapter the story will start to work in with the major plot points of the new cartoon (not FF just the '03 to start)

Chapter 4

She climbed silently in the window and carefully locked the latch and pulled the curtains closed. She sighed and flopped down unto the couch and worked open the laces of the tall boots she wore, she kicked the boots off and hoisted herself back off the couch with a groan.

Once the had peeled off the last of her tight leather and replaced it all with baggy flannel she took a moment to reflect on her day; she had slept late, paid some bills, got some groceries, busted up a few muggings, and then.... well then her day had gotten complicated.

**

He crept silently back into the lair listening for the sounds of his brothers, no one was up or at least no one was outside their room to catch him sneaking in. He knew he wasn’t really fooling anyone they all new he was sneaking out but as usual they chalked it up to something silly, not that they were wrong most of the time.

He slipped through the kitchen and across the living room silently and set off down the hallway to his room. He was thankful the layout had put his master, Leo, and Don on the other side of the living room, Raph asked less questions. He closed the door quietly behind him only to slip unceremoniously over a pile of comic books, normally a goof like that might have bother him but not today he was, after all a little distracted.

**

There was nothing like Ben and Jerry’s Cherry Garcia to calm a girls jangled nerves, that and she was starved, she had always had an appetite like a 300 pound lumber jack especially after a work out. It wasn’t however her caloric intake that had her mind racing so much as it was a little green turtle.

She sighed digging into the corner in search of a cherry, when had her resolve gotten so poor? First she had given in to his stalker-ish gestures of friendship and now she had led him right to her very street, this just wouldn’t do! She had rules, no friends just acquittances, no boyfriends just a one night stand or two, and defiantly under no circumstances take off the mask, not ever.

**

He lay back on his bed hands behind his head grinning like a mad man. She had looked good today, the dark purple pants and the mid drift top both leather , both tight. He had fallen instantly in lust the minute he laid eyes on her, it was impossible not to. She had become his favorite fantasy, his ideal, but more recently he had begun to think of her as something more.

She was sarcastic and witty, and not the least bit shy. Her mind was sharp and her body sharper, he could find no fault in her except maybe her outright refusal to let him get close to her. He smiled wider, that however seemed to becoming less of a problem.

**

It was nothing personal to him, he really was a great... guy?... uh turtle?... no guy. He was sweet and funny and not the least bit defensive or cold, or at least that was her assessment was but she had learned the hard way that feelings could be wrong.

She staved off most contact to avoid placing anyone else into the dangerous ring of lies her life was woven from but Mike didn’t really need that. It hadn’t taken long for her to learn about his training and even less time to see it in action, he was good she could take him but he was defiantly good. She was most impressed with his weapons, he twirled and wove them in a way that made it look easy. They must have taken years of practice to master but she supposed that’s how he ended up with such yummy arms, she stopped mid bite. Where had that come from?

**

Truth be told no matter how crazy she made him he held little hope of her ever feeling the same way. He had watched his brainy brother follow April around faithfully only to watch her end up in the arms of Casey Jones, Donnie had been crushed. He instead set his hopes on making an April out of her, someone he could be close to and spend time with, a companion.

He reached up and flicked off the lamp settling in for a good nights sleep, a small smile still on his face. Despite all his misgivings about women and his chances for love he had broken her resolve today and after all a man could dream couldn’t he?

**

She was always the one to end a relationship friends or lovers it didn’t matter, which made Mikey’s disappearance all that more difficult. She had waited for her unofficial side kick the night after he had “walked” her home but he didn’t show, and he didn’t show again the next night, or the night after that.

After a week she stopped bothering to wait for him, after two she decided he wasn’t coming back. She wasn’t sure exactly how to feel about it all, part of her cried foul this wasn’t like Mikey he spent so much time following her around and now he was just gone? Another colder part of her felt she was getting her just desserts for all the people she had walked out on, and after all no one could ever truly know another person .

Then her mind would loop back around to it didn’t make sense that he would just vanish from the face of the earth like that, it wasn’t like him. Then the worry would set it in, he had mentioned enemies , enemies that wanted him dead.

She sighed running a hand through her hair and watching the goings on in the warehouse bellow. If he was hurt or in trouble she didn’t know where to look for him or how to reach him, keeping your distance had its disadvantages.

She closed her eyes and took a long deep breath calming herself and pushing all thoughts of her lost green friend aside, it was show time. She had spent the last hour watching thugs scurry in and out of the warehouse bellow, purple dragons by the tattoos. A source had tipped her off that their was a major gun shipment being run through the area and she had a pretty strong hunch she had just found it.

She had picked her moment carefully, for most people that would have been the time when there was the least amount of hostiles in the room, but she wasn’t most people. In a matter of seconds the room was filled with noise, bullets bounced of the walls and everywhere people screamed. The purple dragons spent a fair amount of time bragging about how good they were at beating people down and it seemed it was just that ;bragging.

She had thinned the crowd out to about a half a dozen now, only two armed , it would be over in a matter of seconds. One went down, and two flew into three and four, five turned on his heels and fled, she smiled with satisfaction at least they weren’t all stupid.

In her self satisfaction she had forgotten for just a moment that there were six. She turned belatedly at the sound of shots 2 maybe 3 it was hard to tell with high powered guns. The bullets were already on there way, too close to dodge, the first hit her around the ribs, the second and third hit her stomach. The force of the impact forced her to her knees on the ground clutching her stomach.

She heard the goon snicker as he closed in on her preparing to finish her off, he strolled right up to her an d pushed the barrel to her temple.

“Ain’t so tough now are ya princess” He sneered, his satisfaction was short lived.

He reached up with one swift motion and twisted the gun from his hand, snapping his wrist in the process. He cried out in pain and stumbled away in a vain attempt to protect himself but it was too late she was already on her feet and heading towards him.

A few minutes later the area was crawling with police, she watched the scene from her previous perch making sure they got every last one. When she was satisfied that her work was done she hopped up and turned to go noticing an odd draft, she glanced down to see a series of burnt holes across her jacket.

“Damn” She grumbled “ I ruin more clothes that way”
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