Rising of the Moon
Chapter 11-
	A couple of weeks has past and Raphael had not yet left the city. Mostly from the fact he was not ready for two reason. First, because he hasn't packed yet. Second, just because he didn't want to. Leaving New York was like leaving his home. He loved the place besides the smog that fills the air and clogs your lungs and the blood thristy monsters that hide behind every dark corner.
	The vampire hunter had barely gotten back into the game, giving Raphael more time before he was forced to leave. Leonardo managed to fight off a few but the ones that managed to survive and flee probably is spreading the rumor the the vampire hunter is not dead. And it was only a matter of time before every monster new. And whoever lay their eyes on him would immediately attack him.
	The emerald turtle has been keeping a low profile for he has not a clue of who has the information that he lied. Being outside during any time of the night was a bad idea, for anyone could attack him at any point when he was most vulnerable. Either that or they were sent by the 'master' to retrieve him and bring him back so he could do the killing himself. Vampire's were never really ones to obey willingly. It can take a lot to intimidate a vampire, enough to get them to obey you. And even then you can't rely on them being loyal or doing as you say without questioning. If a vampire feels a different point of view or decides to leave, they would not give it a second thought of betraying. It was just their way of life. The blood sucking monsters were free spirited and never liked to be cage. Especially by their own kind, it shows weakness to be under ones wing all the time. Raphael should know, he's been controlled by so many vampires, it drove him crazy.
	And now he was basicaly being chased out of his own home, but he guessed that was his fault.
	Another reason he hasn't chosen to leave yet, was that his mind was hoplessly klutered with the leaf green sapphire eyed turtle. Whatever he experienced that night before weeks ago was certainly not what he expected to feel, but he felt a lot of things. Guilt, hurting, and a great unusual deal of concern that he wished he did not have to endure any longer. Raphael didn't understand why he felt concern for him, and if he was smart he would push those feelings away. But unfortuntely that wasn't such an easy task. Anybody else who would have been in Leonardo's place he wouldn't have given it a second thought. He was a slaughter of his species. He was raised since birth to kill people like him and much more.
	So with that emotion still caught up in his head he forced himself to stay behind and watch over Leo. It wasn't something he entirelly wanted to do. He wished to just forget about him. But he supposed he was doing this for his concsious sake. He felt the strength in Leo the last time they fought and he had to admit it was very unsettling. He felt stronger from him, he could tell how vulnerable he really was. He could hear the steady and unpatterned beats of his heart when he worked hard and he felt bad for being the one to cause that suffering. 
	Raph didn't understand why he felt it, but if he gave it any more thought he might find himself in trouble. And so before he could think better of it, he was going out every night searching for Leo's familiar image in the night and continued to follow him around hidden just to make sure he didn't just drop dead where he stood or get attacked by vampires that outnumbered him way passed fairness. Just to settle his thoughts, the last thing he wanted was Leo to get killed all over again, and even if it might not have been from his hands. It would still be from the damaged he caused Leo to loose the fight, and that would leave him with months of guilt. Just like his first test.
	And that was exactly what Raphael was doing right now. Hiding in the shadows was not always the easiest task. Most likely because this turtle had trained ninja senses, and Raph was seriously considering watching from a block behind with binoculars, but he quickly shook that idea off. 
	Every time Leo looked around for anything he thought was suspcious around him, Raph was already far away from any of his surprisingly spectacular abnormal senses. 
	He had to admit that he secretly admired Leonardo's ability's. How he can take a strong punch but still manages to get up and throw one back that would knock anybody's breath out of them. His spirit to never give up, even with his condition. He was able to get back to his feet. Takes a licking a keeps on ticking, he thought to himself.
	Hours would pass before anything actually interesting would happen, and even then that interesting little event wasn't that much worth his while and Raph was wondering to himself if he was just waisting his time, till something came line of sight.
	It was hidden well in the shadows as you barely were able to see the outline of his figure and he probably would have missed it if the lights weren't shining so brightly as his red eyes glowed.
	The emerald turtle pointed his nose to the air and sniffed. The scent seemed so familiar but he couldn't name it if he wanted to. All he knew was that it was vampire, and it definietly meant harm and it stalked Leo and Raph knew immediately that stance was not a good thing. Deciding that now was the best time to make his move as he leapt from his hiding place. Leo was curently occupied with sharpening his swords his seemed to start doing on his patrol time. And he was most fortunate as some dude stranger walked by at the right time with a blaring boom box, despite the late time. Which got people cursing at him from out their windows. With that nusiance noise going on Raph managed to leap from his hiding spot and tackle the figure and bring into a safer place for battling. 
	He dragged whoever this creature was to a separate alleyway and smashed him against the wall. A fist raised above his, threatening to be smashed on his head at any moment.
	"And what did you think you were about to do?" He said lowly with a smirk on his face. The figure didn't answer for the longest of time, getting on Raph's nerves.
	"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" He growled, slamming the figure more into the wall. Despite the closeness of their faces, he still couldn't quite see who exactly he was threatening, but at this point he didn't care. He knew the ceratures intentions and that was enough to tell him to beat the crud out of hhim.
	"I'm loosing my patients." He warned.
	"What's the matter, Raphael? Don't you recongise me?" A strange low voice was herd from the figure and the emerald monster turned confused.
	"Excuse me?" It chuckled in a creepy sort of way that put shivers down Raph's spine which surprised him. Suddenly he was pushed to the other side of the alley way. He quickly recovered his balance but as soon as he was about to attack whoever his apponant was, the figure was completely gone from the place he left him. His eyes narrowed as he scoped his surrounding. With his expert vision he still managed to not locate anything.
	"Where did that son of a bitch go." He mumbled mostly to himself, but he couldn't care less if it herd him.
	"Raphael, you dissapoint me." Raph's eyes snapped open as he swiftly turned around. Finding the thing standing near the exit of the alleyway. The light from the city shined behind him, causing his figure to again be blurred by darkness.
	"Who the hell are you!?" He growled lowly when frustration started piling up.
	"I can't believe you don't recognise me. It hurt really." The last sentence the voice started to change to slightly lighter to the point it picked up on Raph's memory bank. His eyes opened wide as realization hit him hard to the point it almost knocked him off his feet.
	"No. . . It can't be you." He whispered to himself in disbelief. He could have sworn he was dreaming but when he backed up and bumped into a garbage bin before groping it tightly as he felt the metal and he realized well that this was nothing of a dream. 
	"Oh, but it is Raphael." The figure stepped farther into the alleyway. His face soon cleared up as the lighting hit it just right, and much to Raph's fear, he saw a mutant turtle. Far too identical to himself to mistaken that this other turtle was surely his dead brother. Donatello
	"Ah, now you recognise me." 
	Raph opened his mouth in plan to shout, but when no words came out he just allowed his jaw to hang.
	"Better close that before a fly wanders in there."  Raph immediately shut his mouth closed.
	"H-How!? How! I saw your death! That sword went right through your heart! You died!" He shouted, dumbfounded.
	"Correction. You saw the sword. Not the death."
	"Come again?"
	"Raphael, a measly sword to the heart isn't going to kill me." Raph narrowed his eyes. Not giving a shit about the riddles and just wishing he gave the truth to him straight.
	"It did for hundreds of others."
	"For the weak vampires yes. That sword to the heart just stunned me."
	"Stunned!? Your kidding me!? I burried you!" Donnie only smirked.
	"You thought you burried me. What really happened is that I was knocked unconsious from the lack of blood in my system. You burried an unconsious me, but since we're 'technically' dead. I don't have a pulse to prove it. So long after you left I recovered just the slightest and managed to crawl out of there." Raph flinched and frowned as he was brought back to that painful memory, and finding out that Donnie was alive all that time and he almost killed him all over again.
	"B-But. . . How come you never came back." The olive skinned turtle tsk-tsked him. 
	"Because, dear big brother. I lost my memory for two years. I had no memory's of you, or our master. The only thing I could remember is that horrid vampire hunter and what he did to me."
	"But how did you survive after that."
	"Someone found me. He was human, and instead of killing me, he saved me."
	"Who is this 'he'?" 
	"Just some doctor from a town next to New York. He quickly healed me and after that I went on my own. Training to get my reveng on that stupid monster slaughter." He snarled. Raph's head fell as he stared at the ground. 
	"One thing that still puzzles me. You were gone for almost four years now Donatello. If your amnesia lasted just for two years, then where were you for those two extra years!?" He snarled. Don merely smiled.
	"Training." The got Raph's angry look to deepen.
	"You had me thinking you were dead for two extra years so you could train!?"
	"So I could go back to New York and take down the Vampire Hunter myself. Getting the revenge I deserved." Raphael wouldn't buy that, but further more he didn't have it in himself to question.
	"But what I would like to know is why that revenge hasn't been taken for me? But more like betrayel." An unfamiliar and blood chilling snarl came from the chocolate eyed terrapin. Raph sighed and looked away from his brother that risened from the dead.
	"For you information. I did avenge you." Raphael crossed his arms over his chest.
	"Really!? If you did, I wouldn't think I would be seeing that god for saken reptile in a black coat!"  
	"He survived." Don scoffed at him in disblief. Causing Raph to glare at him.
	"Don't give me that 'he survived' shit! He would have been dead if you did it correctly!"
	"Are you denying my ability to kill someone!?"  
	"Yes, as a matter of fact. I am." Raph snarled.
	"I don't know how he did it, but I'm not lying when I say that the Vampire Hunter survive from a knife to the heart wound." And as he predicted his olive skinned turtle brother didn't believe him.
	"He's mortal isn't he? No mortal survives knife wounds to the heart." Raph hesitated before sighing annoying.
	"Like I said. I don't know how he did it, but he survived." Donnie stepped closer as he eyed his sibling before he smirked at him.
	"You don't seriously think I'm that stupid do you?" Raph shrugged half heartedly. He would often think of that. . . when Don was more alived to him before. Now he wasn't sure what he was. Don shook his head in dissapointment.
	"My dear blindful brother. Don't you think I noticed right when I was about to attack him, you suddenly show up and tackle me." Raph studdied Don's face and as he would have suspected. It did not look the slightest bit pleased. 
	"Plus the fact that I have been casing that turtle for the past week and during then I found you there, but the funny thing is is that you  never attacked, and you certainly weren't casing him as far as I could see." Raph's head fell from his shoulders and a clearly guilty looked appeared on his face. He sighed, trying to find it in himself to look back at his brother, but once he did he wished he hadn't.
	"I knew it! Your a betrayer to all vampire kind, and your a betrayer to me!" Raph personally didn't care about betraying his species. His species never did anything wonderful for him, but that he had to face the facts now. He was a betrayer to his brother, and the thought hurt alone. And before anything could be said between the two, Donatello was already running after him, his face filled with nothing but rage. On instinct he jumped to the side, barely missing a hard punch.
	Raphael opened his mouth to say something in protest but Donnie already wipped around and cming back for another attack. Raph backed away as he blocked the assualts. The last thing he really wanted to do is fight his brother. Especially after he just found out he's really alive. But it's not like he had much of a choice as the olive turtle connected his fist agains his cheek. Knocking the emerald vampire for a loop as he collapsed on the ground. Groaning as he tried to push himself up, finding that his nose was broken.
	"I knew you were weak, Raphael. I knew you always had a soft spot for the mortals. But I didn't think you would take it this far." He grabbed a hold of the matriel of Raph's clothes. Pulling him back on his feet and shoving him against the wall. Pinning him as his forearm was locked painfully againt his neck.
	"I never understood you too well." Raph choked and coughed, trying to pry his siblings arm away from his neck. He glared at Donnie.
	"You never really bothered to try to understand anyway. So I'm not entirelly surprised dear little brother." Getting a strong firm grip against the arm that pinned him. He pushed Donnatello away. Twirling him around and kicking the back of his knee and pinning his around behind the olive turtles shell.
	"You never liked me too much from the beginning, didn't you." Raph whispered in Don's ear.
	"Especially when you got my arm in a lock, no." Raphael had to snicker at that. Donnie tried to struggle to get free but he failed as Raph growled and pressed harder.
	"Well, I'm sorry to dissapoint you, but what you see is what you get. I'm not changing for anyone. Not even you." 
	"Not surprised. You never cared about anyone's feelings but yourself." The olive skinned reptile got himself into a proper stance, he dropped to one knee and threw the other vampire over his shoulder. Raph tumbled on the ground till he was stopped by a brick wall. He cursed at the move as he tried pushing himself upwards. Hissing at the pain. His sibling was already up and coming after him. Raph ducked and jumped to the side, avoiding another attack.
	Raphael turned around and managed to dodge a blow to the head. He leaped to the side and punched his sibling on the side, but it barely created any damage as his only reaction was a grunt. Spinning back he attempted a hammer fist just for Raph to catch. He twisted his arm around back into the same lock.
	"Tell me when your not going to fall for that." He chuckled half heartedly. Clearly not approving of the situation but find that fact rather amusing. Donatello growled and threw his head back, knocking Raph's head, he was dazed for the second Donnie needed as he swiftly came back and kicked Raph right in the gut.
	"Your softer then I remembered you as. I can tell you've been slacking." 
	"At least I'm living a life."
	"And a rather fat one at that." The olive skinned turtle laughed in a bitter tone. Causing Raph to glare darkly at him.
	"What exactly have you accomplished other then diceiving me?"
	"Decieving? I wouldn't call it that. More like preoccupied with trying to do something you haven't the guts to do." 
	"Your not any worse then any of those blood thirsty monsters!"
	"I disagree. I only wish for the blood of the one man who tried to slaughter me. I do not want nor do I care of those other worthless mortals. But I'm disapointed you don't join me at my side." Raph sighed and shook his head. 
	"I'm no killer. Even if I wanted to kill him. He knows what he's doing." Don glared as he stared long and hard at his brother before a smirk rose to his lips.
	"I think there's more going on here then meets the eye." The emerald vampire looked at his sibling with question.
	"Exactly what are you rambling about?"
	"You keep defending him. You dishonor your own flesh and blood for this murderous mortal. . . But my dear brother. . . you never take sides. Even when it included me. You travel solo. If one of us wanted someone dead, you'd let them kill them. . . As long as you weren't involved." Raph stayed silent. Not knowing where the olive terrapin was going with this. Donatello sighed in disapointment as he shook his head, his eyes closed. 
	"Your definitely slacking."
	"What the hell are you talking about?" Donnie only looked back up and smirked. 
	"I'm not going to be the one to state the obvious. All you have to do is look at you. Look at him. Tell me what you see. If it's horrifing then you found it." The emerald reptile snarled. He hated those riddles and he was starting to feel some sort of dispise for his brother as well. 
	"I was beginning to think about the times we were once a team when you showed up." Don chuckled.
	"You are your imagonation. It amuses me." Raph smirked and nodded.
	"Now that your showing your true colors. This just makes things all the more clear."
	"As in?"
	"As in, don't depend on me to catch you when you fall. If your in any distress little or big. I'm not going to be there." Don gave the smuggish smile that Raph often loathed.
	"Don't expect you to be. And even if you were. I would be able to savee myself."
	"I would hope so."
	"You hope so? You hate me. Don't try to deny it. Your not going to be there because you don't want to be. You wouldn't give it a second thought if I slipped."
	"That would be your mistake. Not mine." Don shrugged.
	"Shall we continue our little show down?" Raph frowned and shook his head.
	"You may. But I'm leaving. I got better things to take care of. Besides, I might not be there for you when you need me any longer. But those are not going to be my hands that are soaked in your blood." Donatello nodded his understandings.
	"Then things are clear between us then." 
	"They are."
	"I don't miss, Raphael. I know what your thinking. What your feeling. Even if you don't. Everything shows up clear in your eyes. But of course I must give credit to being raised by your side for that." Raph scowled at him.
	"We will meet again, you realize that?"
	"It'd be hard not to." Donnie laughed. "It's facinating to get to know you again."
	"I'm not sure I can say that same for you, Raphael." The red eyed turtle watched as his once beloved brother took off up the fire escape and out of his vision. There was so many things to think of him and Raphael wished not to. So he didn't.