New York, Eastman High, 20xx
karai bored-ly drummed her fingertips against the smooth, scratched up surface of her desk.
resting a cheek on her left hand—half listening to her teacher up front. they were learning about world history and this was something karai had already learned whilst being homeschooled.
honestly — if school was this uneventful, she would’ve opted to just rely on her espionage skills and bug the school to spy on the turtles to gather the information her father oh so needed instead. the teacher’s voice droned on; some of her – ᴀʜᴇᴍ – classmates either were fast asleep or zoned out, not bothering to pay attention.
luckily just an half hour and she’d head to her next class.
ᴛɪᴋ ᴛᴏᴋ ᴛɪᴋ ᴛᴏᴋ ᴛɪᴋ — “ miss táng .ᐣ ”
green eyes focused on her balding, pudgy and divorced teacher.
“ may you repeat what i said — .ᐣ ”
karai huffed — and repeats everything to a t finishing with a click of a tongue.
“ t-that’s correct、thank you miss táng。now — during the eras of medieval europe。。ʙʟᴀʜ ʙʟᴀʜ ʙʟᴀʜ。”
karai proceeded to muffle his voice.
she yawns covering her mouth with a fist.
luckily the bell rings signifying dismissal and five minute limit to get to your next class.
getting up — karai gathered her items, slinging her backpack unto her shoulder. the teacher said something about homework or whatever as they left. paying no mind to his babble, karai exits the classroom and heads for her assigned locker. she twists and turns the lock to access the contents inside of her locker; with a click, it opens and she switches the world history book for her chemistry textbook.
slams the locker shut and readies herself to head to the next period when karai bumps into something solid.
an annoyed hiss escapes the punk teen.
“ karai — babe、you’re fine as hell .ᐟ go out with me。just give me a chance。”
“ never in your life — dylan、now leave me alone。”
she goes to leave once more when a hand stops her.
“ whoa、whoa — cool your jets sweetheart。you haven’t had the taste of dylan o’bry — ”
karai throws him—making his body hits the ground, ʜᴀʀᴅ.
“ go fuck yourself、now leave me alone you piece of shit — ( *ᴡʜᴀᴄᴋ ) ”
she kicks his face in—drawing out blood and a fractured nose with sweetheart。you haven’t had the taste of dylan o’bry — ”
she kicks his face in—drawing out blood and a fractured nose with broken teeth.
karai heads off to class without much hassle this time around — dylan slowly gets up, groaning as he snarls.
“ stupid bitch — i’ma make her pay。”
the rest of the day went without fuss and karai thanks the gods, wanting to go home however she still needs to scavenge through the turtle’s lockers to find something of use — for her father. karai’s been keeping tabs all day.
she watches them interact with their respective clubs and electives — so far this is what she’s gathered.
leonardo, or “leo” seems to be the turtle in charge despite being awkward, anxious, dorky and clumsy with himself. his brothers often clown him, than taking him seriously—but do listen when it matters.
he also seems to be hard crushing on that o’neil girl.
raphael — “raph” is the second oldest and aggressive one of the bunch. always eager to fight, and a lil too trigger happy. however he’s strong as he is effective on getting things done; gets scolded a lot for his recklessness.
he does seem to have a 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 spot for his brothers.
donatello – ‘donnie’ ; ‘dee’ ; ‘don’ — is the second youngest of the four. gifted with genius and intellect, he thrives on technology and science. his brothers often refer to him as the “brains” of the group and rely on him for almost everything. seems he is uh—an anime nerd and k-pop enthusiast.
michelangelo aka ‘mikey’ is the youngest of the three. he is youthful, cherry, funny — the heart of the group, he excels at improv.
though he seems to dislike conflict.
granted this was weeks after weeks of studying the teens — whole ass month.
karai decides to head home now, so she can be of use to her father and hunt down the turtles. exiting the school, she walks towards the direction of the hideout — halfway through she ends up surrounded by men baring dragon tattoos.
karai scoffed — dumping her backpack onto the floor.
“ who would like to know .ᐣ ”
this big, burly bald man speaks,
a snort , then full blown laughter is heard from the kunoichi.
“ you’re that pig’s henchmen。
the bald one does a notion and then they’re all rushing her — and karai easily disposes of them one by one without any effort.
so there she goes, dancing in the pale moonlight. unbeknownst to the japanese teen — the turtle brothers were out on their evening patrols.
leonardo who had been leading his brothers through the rooftops — spotted the girl.
“ guys look — it’s karai .ᐟ ”
he pointed and his brothers turned, curious.
“ seems like she’s having fun。”
donnie remarks next to raph — the teens having ceased running — mikey just watches.
“ i think we should help。”
leo says, walking over to the ledge.
“ why—she kicking ass and uh、unless you forgot、karai’s a bad guy .ᐣ ”
raph drawled out, making small movements with his hand.
“ still — she could get hurt、it’s our job to protect 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦。”
the blue masked turtle reminds them and makes his way down the fire escape. the three brothers share a worrisome look before following after their brother. karai let’s out irritated sigh — just how much more of these guys are there? she has the stamina for days — so this isn’t an issue. what is the issue, is that karai isn’t paying attention to the bald one so he manages to get in a hit.
a harsh, rough kick landing on her back — causing her to flinch and let out scream as karai’s sent flying, and smacks into a nearby wall, only intensifying the pain. she probably broke a rib or two — at best, it’s not for certain. carefully karai shuffles herself upright — resting against the bricked wall, panting heavily. a click is heard and a gun’s pointed at her face.
karai snarls, cursing her incompetence and accepting her fate when — ( * ᴡʜᴀᴍ )
leonardo comes to her rescue with a flying kick to the goon’s head. rendering him unconscious. karai is startled — but relieved at the same time. though, it would seem she now owed this dork a favor.
“ i suppose i owe you a — ”
karai says briefly before quietening down. the moonlight illuminating leonardo as he offered a hand — his mask tails flowing freely. his eyes suddenly appeared to be twinkling; soft nurturing passion simmered in those beautiful chocolate hues. leo’s now colored in this pretty pink tint. and he’s shinning and bright, and, and…breathtaking.
𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭
𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘺, 𝘮𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?
𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰
karai blinks stupidly, realizing leo’s being calling out to her.
“ uh karai .ᐣ you okay .ᐣ because you’ve been silent for the last five minutes。”
leonardo says, addressing her — sounding nervous and then — ( *fwsssh )
her face is burning up ; turning a lovely crimson as she gingerly accepts his hand — taking note of leo’s ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ. shakily she stands on her feet and stumbles, though leonardo catches her.
“ easy、you took quite the hit。”
his voice is gentle, and kind—none of that condescending tone or harsh words. leo is offering her support and karai can’t help but lean into him—curling to his side; if leonardo is aware, he doesn’t say anything. she’s limping slightly as leo reunited with his brothers.
“ hey guys — i’m gonna go take karai home。”
shrill of disbelieving 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁s are heard from the brothers.
“ are you 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 .ᐣ ” raph huffs — pinching the bridge of his beak.
“ she’s the enemy, the bad guy or did you forget leo .ᐣ ”
donnie and mikey just nod in agreement.
“ no、but raph — just look at her。she’s injured and unable to walk。it would be cruel to just leave her be。”
the turtle brothers exchange on last look before conceding into leonardo’s heroic and martyr nature.
“ okay fine — but head straight back once you’re finished。”
raph hissed, gnashing his teeth together.
and with that, the brothers part and leonardo turns his head to karai.
“ are you strong enough for a piggyback .ᐣ ”
karai nods letting go slowly and watches as leo gets onto his knee, attention on her. all too suddenly she’s self conscious about her hygiene and if she smells ok—snap out of it! karai climbs onto him and the turtle’s hand holds onto her thigh and climbs the nearest fire escape with ease—not struggling at all.
karai mused to herself, letting her head rest on his shoulder as leo makes his way through the roofs of new york — she’s giving him directions of course, somewhere near the hideout but also far enough to keep the secrecy of its location. eyes half lidded — karai’s notices just how prettily the lights of new york shine under the night sky. painting the world in many wonderful colors. her stomach feels funny — ticklish and light; nervous. karai then closes her eyes — letting herself be vulnerable and small. after all, her leo wouldn’t hurt her.
slowly lifting her head, karai mumbles a tiny ‘ ʏᴇꜱ .ᐣ ’
leonardo says with a whisper, mindful of people’s sleep.
karai murmurs, getting off of leo.
“ are you sure that you’re alright .ᐣ ”
the anxious teen asks, his handsome boyish face scrunched up in mild worry.
“ yeah—i’ll be fine、just need some rest with first aid、and then i’ll be right as rain。”
karai eases his concerns with a scoff, dismissing him. leonardo studies her briefly before nodding and turns, ready to leave. and —
karai unconscious grabs ahold of his arm which causes leo’s attention to fall on her
she’s at loss for words; not expecting to have acted out subconsciously.
“ i-i just wanted to say, t-that i owe you one。”
leonardo rolls his eyes with a snort.
“ don’t — it’s what heroes do。later .ᐟ ”
giving a two fingered salute—the turtle disappears into the night, leaving a bewildered, questioning karai to her musings.
