Rising of the Moon

Chapter 13-
	Leonardo snuck Raphael to the docks and over to the garage where he called his home. His hand slipped around the dark room till it landed on the light switch revealing the room. 
	“You can crash here till you can find a way to escape without getting noticed.” His hand slipping out of Raph’s. The emerald turtle studied the room thoroughly as much as his eyes would allow him. The place was less surprising then he probably would have liked it to be. 
	“So you’re a mechanic?” He asked, spotting the cars at the other end of the room. Leo nodded.
	“Yeah. That’s my day time job.” Raphael had to admit, the whole thing was awkward for him. The closest he’s been to Leo’s everyday life was when he returned his coat and swords to his doorstep. 
	“So you are normal.” He commented with a smug smirk to cover up his nervousness. Leo looked at him unimpressed.
	“Yes I suppose I am. My whole life isn’t always revolved around killing.” The leaf green terrapin looked down to the ground, a small sigh slipping out of him. He stripped himself of his coat and hung it up in the closet. Raph looked over at Leo, as his expert ears herd the sad like sigh.
	“I didn’t assume that it was. It was just a surprise to learn something new.” He added. Leo let a small smile form on the ends of his lips.
	“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me.”
	“I figured.” Raph chuckled. 
	“Make yourself at home.” Leo quickly changed into jeans and a blue t-shirt. Raph looked at him with wide eyed.
	“What?” 
	“Nothing. Just unusual to see you in modern clothes.” He giggled.
	“Very funny.” Leo rolled his eyes. Grabbing sheets blankets and pillows and setting them on the extra bed in the corner. “You’ll sleep here.” He ordered. Raph eyed the orange made bed next to Leo’s.
	“Where’s your brother?” 
	“He’s out.”
	“Out?”
“I don’t see why you should know.” 
“It’s just a curious question. You don’t have to answer.” Leo sighed. 
“He’s away on a business trip.”
“What’s he do?” 
“Other than helping me with cars. He goes to job interviews out of the city every now and then. I convinced him that he should start doing things he enjoys instead of letting me keep him back.” He explained. Grabbing his swords and sitting down on the blue made bed. He grabbed out his cloth and sharpener. Getting to work on his weapons once again.
“You think you’re holding him back?” Raph’s voice turned an unusual concern tone.
“He worries about me every night when I go out, and it’s only gotten worse ever since he got attacked by vampires. He got to see the monsters I fight every night and he fears my safety.” The red eye turtle planted himself beside Leo.
“He only wants to protect you.”
“And he knows very well I don’t need to be protected.”
“Maybe so, but it’s a sibling thing. You always want to make sure their safe.” Leo nodded. He understood what Raph was getting at, much to his discomfort. 
“Is that how you were with your brother?”
“I don’t think I was. He thinks it’s too much.”
“Mind telling me who ‘he’ is?”
“Donatello.” Leo sighed and sheathed his swords and looked over at Raph.
“I’m so sorry for you loss. If I had known what I do now, he might still be alive.” Raph had to chuckle at that, only causing Leo to cock his head in confusion. “What’s so funny?” He shook his head and smiled. 
“He’s not dead.”
“What?”
“I just saw Donatello just a few days ago. He’s alive.” Those sapphire eyes turned wide in shock.
“Alive!? How can he be alive!? And how did you find out only a few days ago!?”
“That’s a long story.”
“I have time.” Raph sighed. After a few minutes he finally gave in and explained the situation to Leo. The leaf green reptile sighed.
“Well if I was going to have to be the one to kill him, I might as well finished the job.” He scowled. Leaning against the wall next to his bed. His arms crossed over his chest. Raph chuckled. 
	“He’s just not the same anymore. Not that he was always fun loving from the start, but he wasn’t such a hard ass either.”
	“Can you exactly blame him?”
	“Well, yes and no. You are the vampire hunter. But yet, you seemed misjudged.” Leo let his eye lids dropped as he looked at his lap. Not noticing a rosiness color slowly appearing on his cheeks.
	“I have to agree. I misjudged you a lot.” Raphael snorted.
	“Not one bit. Whatever you thought or think now of me. You’re most likely right.” Leo frowned.
	“I thought you were a blood thirsty murderous monster.” Raph shrugged.
	“I can’t help it. I get hungry. Though I don’t eat as much as the normal vampire.”
	“What do you mean?”
	“I mean, a vampire can go for at least two to three weeks without blood. Any more than that, they become psychopathic.”
	“So you don’t eat for that much time?”
	“I try.” Leo smiled slightly.
	“You’re definitely not like any other vampire I’ve ever met.” Raph giggled.
	“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
	“Depends. . . Am I going to want to kill you later on?” He laughed and shrugged.
	“We’ll see.” Leonardo didn’t know why or how but he found it very interesting and comfortable talking with Raphael. Their weird and laughable conversation could have gone all night long if he hadn’t released a yawn in the middle of it.
	“You should go to bed now if you want to be able to work tomorrow.” Leo glared in a playful manner.
	“I don’t need you to tell me what to do. You’re not my mother.” He chuckled. Raph rolled his eyes. He pushed Leo down on the bed causing the sapphire eyed turtle to yelp in surprise.
	“Why did you do that!?” He growled.
	“Because, if you’re not going to bed. I’ll force you to.” Leo stuck out his tongue. 
	“Don’t be childish or I will have to treat you motherly.” 
	“What about you?”
	“I’m a vampire. This is day time to me.” Leo nodded, completely forgetting that Raph was a vampire. He was the form of the things he kills at night. Why did he ever invite Raphael to hide out at his place? He probably just put himself in danger by doing this. He is going to have to move. He peeked an eye open just to watch curiously what the emerald turtle was planning on doing. 
	To his surprise, Raph walked around the room. Admiring the weapons on his wall. He slowly made his way over to the car in the back of the room. Its top was up. Leo watched carefully as Raphael bent over as his hands moved inside the car. 
	‘He’s a mechanic?’ More curious questions flowed through his head that were just dying to come out of his mouth. He knew very well that he would get into much trouble if he dared open his mouth.
	He continued to watch Raph work around the car, his eyes becoming droopy with exhaustion and he yawned. His eyes closing slowly as his head rested upon the blue pillow. 
.  .  .
	The leaf green turtle woke to the sun that peeked in his window. His eyes fluttered open as it took a while for them to adjust to the orange tinted room.
	He sat up, throwing the sheets off his body. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Looking around the room everything was as it should be till he found Raphael sleeping on the spare bed. It took a long time for him to remember why he was here and once he did, he finally relaxed. He pushed himself up and walked over closely and kneeled down near Raph and contemplated the sleeping form, having no idea a smile was forming on the ends of his lips. The calmness of Raphael’s body seemed so unfamiliar to him. He always seen him strong and stoic. Witnessing him relaxed was something he thought he would never see.
	He viewed the blankets that were tangled up in Raph’s legs before his vision wandered over to the bare plastron. A blush emerged to his leaf green cheeks but it immediately disappeared when he eyed the many scars marked along his arms and shell. They weren’t just your every day run of the mill knife wound scars. They looked more like claw and teeth marks. Leo frowned. Raphael really wasn’t the popular jock of high school. He was hated by every vampire to the point he was tortured.
	Leonardo didn’t understand why, but that thought just enraged him. ‘Why couldn’t there be more vampires in the world like Raphael?’
	With a shake of his head he stood up and walked to the kitchen area, looking through the refrigerator and pantry for anything edible to eat. Much to his unluckiness, nothing looking appetizing to him. He sighed and bumped his head against the doorframe he was leaning on. He was hungry, his stomach grumbling told him so. He just didn’t know what to eat. Pushing off the frame he grabbed his coat and put it on him before he made his way out the exit of his home.
Opening the door, he was definitely not expecting to see two men in black hoodies, sunglasses, and jeans to be standing outside waiting for him. Especially not this early in the morning.
	“Um, can I help you?” Leonardo asked.       
	“You certainly can.” One of the men had a devilish smile spread across his face, revealing fangs half grown that only a vampire could possess. His eyes widen as he quickly turned around and lunged for his swords that were leaning against the side of the bed. Well . . . that was the plan till his wrist was grabbed a hold of and he was yanked back. His arms pinned behind his shell as the other man gagged him with a cloth. He tried kicking his legs but unfortunately they never hit anything. He was dragged outside of the building and to the docks. 
	“Keep him quiet. We can’t be spotted by another human.” The man slightly larger than the one holding him demanded. 
	Meanwhile, Leonardo was moving his chin around trying to get his mouth loose. The two vampires at the time were distraction each other in enough time that the cloth fell from his mouth and hung from his neck. Taking the chance he could he screamed as loud as his lungs were capable.
	“Shut him up! Shut him up!” 
	His mouth was covered moments later once again by a hand of the taller vampire and he growled in fury, catching one of the fingers between his teeth and he bit down hard. Causing the owner of the finger to shriek in pain. He again shouted for help, kicking his legs wildly acting as though he was a bratty five year old child in a mother’s arms. It only lasted a few minutes before he was tackled by the bigger monster that pinned him. He was trapped between him and the ground and all his limbs were no longer available for his advantage. He only hopped Raphael herd him.
.  .  .
	Raphael was woken from his peaceful slumber to the loud sound of a familiar scream. 
“Leo!?” He snapped up from the bed he was once comfortable in. Throwing the blanket to the side as it collapsed in a bundle on the ground. He took off to the open door and looked out it. His feet stopping right on the border between shade and sun. His eyes widen when they met Leonardo getting tackled by two men, and from the smell that surrounded the area they were not mere mortal men.
He frowned at the sun light that was now appearing from the horizon. He tried taking a step but he regretted it immediately when his skin hissed as it fried in the light. He scrambled back into the shadow of Leonardo’s home. He glanced down at his arm and found his emerald green skin now turning a grossly looking red in the middle as the outer part of the burnt was a brownish color. Surrounding it a lighter green. He growled in frustration and looked towards Leo. The only thing protecting from the heat raise of the burning star was his dark blue denim jeans. He went back in and grabbed a hold of Leo’s katanas and threw them over his shoulder. Unsheathing one of them and clenched the handle in his hand. He would have ran to the other side of the room to grab a coat of any kind till he herd Leo’s cry of pain as the faint smell of mortal blood spilling. His head started getting fuzzy and he shook it to keep it straight.
	He decided just to forget the jacket and go before Leo ends up killed. Though that thought was hesitant when he stopped right at the door frame. 
	Leonardo’s skin was broken deeply in his right arm by a knife and he squirmed to get away. The larger vampire licked his lips as the metallic smell of blood distracted him from his true goal. Bending down and licking the red liquid from the open wound. The leaf green turtle whimpers in fear and pain, his eyes closed tightly. 
	Raphael growled at the sight, he felt his fangs start growing in fury. He took a breath to control himself and to get prepared. He ran through and was immediately hit with a wave of overwhelming heat. His skin hissing as it cooked in the sun. Raph groaned at how much it hurt. He forced himself to ignore it as he focused on his main goal. 
Getting Leo rescued. 
The taller vampire came barreling at him. His fangs now fully grown and hissing. Raph took ahold of the sword he was wielding and dodged a strike, bringing the weapon back up and cutting the monster right across the back. He screamed in pain snapping back around and lunging at Raph. The emerald terrapin kicked him away and spun around cutting down his chest. The vampire stumbled backwards, stunned. Raphael took that opportunity running up and stabbing him immediately right through the heart. He stripped the monster its hoodie, allowing him to burn before he kicked him in the water. He snapped around and kicked the other vampire off of Leo.
The bulkier man growled in rage from getting separated from his meal. He grew out his fangs and attacked Raphael.
	Raph ducked a punch and cut along his legs. The blood thirsty creature howled and twirled around. The red eye turtle spun around and kicked him right in the gut before he took the katana in his hand and hammered it down on his neck. Blood spurting out of the wound heavily. The vampire tried shouting but was interrupted when he had to cough blood out of his mouth. Raph took the sword out and kicked the man away as he tumbled backwards and falling into the water.
	Leonardo groaned and he slowly picked himself up from the dock. His eyes blinking rapidly. He looked over at Raph and found almost his whole upper body burnt and he gasped in shock.
	The red eye terrapin was now balancing on his shaky legs. “L-Leo. . .” He hissed in pain and fall to the ground. The sword falling from his hand as everything blacked out. His name being called out of someone he cared about was the last thing he could hear.
	“RAPH!”