#bay!verse

“Wait!”

“What’s up?”

“Let’s stay on the phone in case something goes wrong.”  Y/n suggested.

“Um, okay.”

The girls chatted as they made their way to the rendezvous point. April arrived first, looking around for Y/n.

“Hey!”  She heard Y/n shout.  April looked over, seeing the girl wave at her.  Y/n jogged up, hanging up her phone.

“Hello?”  April called into the air.  “You told us to come here!  I brought Y/n with me.  We did exactly what you-”

A thud was heard behind the girls and April let out a scream, spinning around, while Y/n flinched considerably, also turning.

“Okay!  Are you April O’ Neal and Y/n L/n?”  Mikey asked, looking them over.

“Initiating retinal scan…”  Donnie informed, walking over with his goggles down and the machine on his wrist activated.  “Scanning, scanning, scanning, scan complete!  It’s them!”

“Was there really any doubt?”  Y/n wined, wiping her eyes because of the harsh light.  April backed away too, spinning right into Leo’s arms.

“Of course it’s them, Donnie.”  Leo spoke. He looked down at April. “Hey!”  He greeted casually, though with a slightly sinister tone. Y/n didn’t even see him and Raph come in.  “Really glad you guys could make it.”  He spoke as April backed away from him.  “There’s someone really important we want to introduce you guys to, but first.”

Y/n’s eyes widened as she saw Raph place a sack over April’s head. “Hey!”  She shouted.  She began to rush forward, but a sack was placed over her head as well, blocking out most things.  She could still see vague shapes, but she had a few blind spots, and the colors and details were a little wonky.  “Hey!” She repeated as she felt arms wrap around her.  “Get off!” She demanded, struggling against the grip.

“Hey, calm down!  It’s me, Donnie!”  The turtle spoke.  Y/n grunted, having managed to squirm out of his grip.  Donnie let out a surprised squeak.  She ripped the sack off her head, seeing Raph have a hand on April’s shoulder, moving her to Mikey.

“Watch her.”  He instructed.  Y/n’s eyes widened in fear and alarm.  Raph began taking heavy steps toward her.  “Don’t resist.”

“Yeah, cause that sounds comforting!”  Y/n shouted, backing up.  She backed up too far, because her back was pressed against the plaster of Leo’s chest.  She squealed and ducked down, avoiding his arms trying to wrap around her.  She tried to crawl through Raph’s legs, but he grabbed her ankle.  She let out a yelp as he lifted her above his head, looking her in the eyes with a scowl. “Why are you guys doing this?” She demanded, holding her shirt so it didn’t ride up.  She was thankful it was dark, because she was certain her face was red.

“You can’t know where our lair is.”  Leo reasoned.  Y/n turned her head to see him, though she was still dangling in front of Raph.

“Why would I tell?  I wasn’t the one who went blabbing.”  Y/n reasoned, crossing her arms.  She quickly realized that in doing so she had stopped holding her shirt, so she hurried to grab it, holding it at her waist again.  Leo sighed, remaining silent for a few moments.

“What do we do?”  Donnie questioned.

“You promise you won’t tell?”  Leo asked.

“I wasn’t the one who went around telling people!  It’s not like anyone would believe me anyway.” Y/n told him.

“Promise?”

“I swear on my life, I won’t tell anyone.”  Y/n spoke.  The turtle in blue paused.

“Fine; but you’re going with Raph.”

Y/n turned her head, looking over at the massive turtle. “Fine.”  She grumbled.  She expected Raph to put her down on the ground, but instead he threw her over his shoulder.  She sighed, placing her hands on the back of his shell for stability.

“Let’s go, boys.”  Leo instructed.  The other three turtles all followed Leo, jumping across rooftops.  Y/n’s eyes widened as Raph leapt through the air. She had never been this high up in her life, not at this speed anyway, and she was kind of terrified.  She let out a small gasp and closed her eyes, clinging onto Raphael’s shell tighter.  She felt him wordlessly tighten his grip around her body.

The next thing she knew, the turtles were sliding down the sewer, making their way through the maze of tunnels.  They slid through an opening, where they landed on the ground.  Y/n looked around, seeing a wall where a few weapons were hanging.  She cocked an eyebrow as the turtles walked through a few rooms, giving her a little bit of time to see what was going on.  When they entered a rather large room, Y/n looked at several monitors all positioned above a desk.  She opened her mouth, about to comment on it, when Mikey cut her off.

“Aw, yeah!  Welcome to my crib, girls!”  Mikey exclaimed, leading a still blinded April through.  Raph placed Y/n on the ground, where she had to briefly try to remember how to use her own legs.

“Where are we?”  April asked.

“Hey, it’s our Fortress of Solitude!”  Donnie spoke.

“Our Hogwarts!”  Mikey added.

“Our Xavier Academy!”  Donnie continued.

“Our next generation, state of the art, wonder-dome!”  Mikey exclaimed.

“Ugh.  Are we…..in the sewer?”  April asked.

“Nooo.”  Mikey replied, his tone worried.  Y/n hid a grin.

“Technically, yes.”  Donnie corrected.

“Yeah, yeah.  It’s the sewer.”  Mikey admitted.  The sack was lifted off her head, revealing her messed up hair and slightly confused face. Before her, and now Y/n just noticed, stood a rather large rat, wearing a robe of sorts.  He was smaller than the turtles, but still bigger than a normal rat. He then spoke.

“You brought us here, April.”

“Splinter?”  April breathed, taking a step forward.  Y/n’s eyebrows bent low in confusion as she looked over to the brunette.

“How’d she know his name?”  Donnie asked softly.

“Did you tell her his name?”  Leo asked.

“Maybe she’s a jedi.”  Mikey whispered.

“Come closer.”  The rat instructed.  April walked forward, slightly cautiously.  Everyone else stepped closer as well, wanting to see what would happen. “It’s been a long time.”  The rat spoke.  They were only a foot apart now.  “You always did have your father’s eyes.”

“I don’t understand.”  She spoke quietly.

“That makes two of us.”  Y/n muttered.

“Don’t be afraid.  All will be made clear.”  He assured.

“This is crazy.”

The rat gestured to the ground.  “Please, sit.”  He offered. April sat down, while Splinter did also. The rat turned to Y/n.  “Would you like to sit as well?”

“No, I’m good.”  Y/n answered. Truth be told, she was still wary and wanted to be on her feet in case something happened.

“Very well.”  Splinter spoke.  He then turned.  “Listen closely, April.”  He began. “I don’t remember a time before living in that laboratory.”  He spoke as the turtles sat down.  They huddled around as if Splinter was telling a group of small children a bed-time story.  “That fateful night started like any other.  Sacks gave us our injections.  Your father made sure our vital signs were strong.  And you, as always, provided us with a special treat.” Splinter spoke softly.

“This is nuts.”  Y/n mumbled.

“After the brothers went to sleep, I heard loud voices.”  Splinter continued.  He took a moment’s pause.  Though for effect, or simply struggling with the memory, Y/n wasn’t sure. But he continued.  “There was the smell of smoke.  Alarms sounded.  Your father had discovered the truth behind the man he was working for.  He set fire to the lab.  His last breath was taken trying to stop Shredder’s plan.  I was terrified.  But then you appeared, and ushered us to safety.”

Y/n shifted her weight to one leg, crossing her arms to get more comfortable.  “What is going on?”  She whispered, rubbing her forehead with one of her hands.

“I never had a voice, then.”  Splinter informed.  “But I thank you now, April.”  He hummed softly to himself, remembering.  “We wandered the sewers until we found this place.  It was then when the mutagen that was injected into our blood began to change us miraculously.”  He took a moment to smile.  “I saw how your father loved you, and I knew I had to show that same love to the turtles.”

Y/n smiled softly, looking over at the seated boys.  The idea of them as tiny turtles, compared to how big they are now, was simultaneously the funniest, and cutest mental image Y/n had ever experienced.

“I became their father.  And they became my sons.”  Splinter voiced.  “Like all children, they were drawn to the distractions of popular culture.  And I knew one day they would want to explore the world above.” He spoke.  “They would be ridiculed.  They would need to learn to protect themselves, both mentally and physically.”

Y/n hadn’t realized that the turtles had stood, being so invested in the story.  Splinter kept talking.

“And then, I found a way.  First, I would teach myself the ancient art of ninjutsu.”  He paused, smiling fondly.  “The brothers followed my lead, accelerating at a wondrous rate!  Their gift was also their passion.  They lived, breathed and dreamed all things martial arts. Then….they were ready.  Everything they are…..and everything that they’ve become was made possible by the bravery that you displayed on that fateful night.”

“I was just a little girl.”  April defended.

“And you gave us freedom, where others would have kept us in cages.”  Splinter argued.  

“Wait a minute, Dad.”  Leo interrupted.  “All these years you told us we were rescued from the fire by a great guardian spirit: the Hogo-sha.”

“That’s right.”  Splinter agreed.  He gestured at April.  “This is the Hogo-sha.”

“What?”  April muttered under her breath.  Y/n saw Donnie pull down his goggles, no doubt scanning her for anything ‘spirit-like’. The silence was thick.  Leo stepped forward suddenly, bowing respectfully. Mikey followed suit, then Donnie.

“My girlfriend’s totally the Hogo-sha.”  Mikey whispered.  Leo slapped him in the arm, still bowing.  Y/n obviously highly doubted that April was a spirit, but she wasn’t the only one standing.  She noticed that Raphael had also decided not to bow, and instead stood tall with his arms crossed.  Y/n looked up at him, seeing a doubtful look on his face as well.  The other three turtles stood up, giving Raph a few looks.

“Why did you bring me here?”  April asked.  She shook her head.  “Bring us here, I mean.”

“To find out who you told of our existence.”  Splinter clarified.

“Nobody that believes me.”  April answered.  “Except for Eric Sacks.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow as she looked to Splinter, curious of how he would react.  He gasped softly.

“Sacks.  Just as I feared.”  He said, standing.  The large rat turned to Y/n.

“And you, have you told anyone?”

Y/n shook her head.  “No.” She gestured to the turtles beside her. “They told me not to.”

Splinter breathed a small sigh of relief before turning back to April.

“Sacks is not a friend.”  He explained patiently.  “His soul has been poisoned by the influence of a dark master: the Shredder.  Shredder practically raised Sacks in Japan.  He’s like a father to him.  Sacks will do anything for him.”

“Wait, wait.”  Raph spoke up.  “Sacks and Shredder?  So why aren’t we out there huntin’ them down?!”  He questioned, beginning to pace.

“Because, Raphael, the Shredder is a skilled warrior.”  Splinter reasoned.  “His cruelty is over-reaching.  And you are just teenagers.”

Y/n turned to the turtles, a look of surprise on her face. She was fairly young herself, nineteen, but they acted so much older.  Well, all but Mikey.  She had totally forgotten that Mikey had mentioned it earlier, saying about ‘they could still have adult conversations’.

Raph growled in protest.

“The mutagen in your blood is of great value to them.” Splinter explained.  “Now that Sacks has confirmation that you are alive, I fear they will bring the fight to us.”

Y/n saw April reach into her jacket from the corner of her eye. Her eyebrows furrowed as she watched the brunette.  “April?” Y/n questioned.  “What’s up?”

April pulled something out of her jacket pocket, looking at it. She then spoke.

“Oh, no.”

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“I have to get this scoop.”  The woman replied.  Y/n stared at her, dumbfounded.

“It’s dangerous d- look out!”  Y/n started.  She ducked out of the way as a member of the foot clan approached.  She grabbed the woman’s arm, pulling her away.  “What’s your name, by the way?”  Y/n asked as she tugged the woman through various posts.

“April.  April O’ Neal.”  She replied.

“Nice to meet you, April.  I’m Y/n.  And if I have anything to say about it, we’ll survive this encounter.”  She spoke, turning to look behind her, checking for assailants.  When she faced forward again, a Foot member stepped out from behind a wall, hitting her in the head with the back of his gun.  April screamed.  Y/n stood up, but was grabbed and drug away.  She fought, but with the bang on her head, everything was a little fuzzy. She heard April’s heeled boots hitting the floor quickly as she was pushed after her by another Foot.

The men threw them to the ground.  “Nobody move!”  He yelled.  Y/n and April sat up, so they were less vulnerable.  Y/n turned, seeing bombs lining the walls.  She swallowed hard, trying to take deep breaths through the nose.

“We know you’re out there!  If you don’t surrender, we start executing hostages!”  A woman with red streaks in black hair shouted.  April silently pulled out her phone, trying to film. Y/n’s eyes narrowed.

“April.”  She hissed quietly.  The woman saw, though.

“You!  Stand up!” She demanded, pulling out her gun and aiming it at the brunette.

“All aboard!!”  An unfamiliar voice shouted.  The woman in red shouted something, just before the lights went out.  The subway train passed, and giant figures jumped from it. There were sounds of crashing, and people were being flown everywhere.  April stood, trying to capture the moment on video.

Y/n stood up with her, staggering a bit from the head injury.

“Let’s go!  Let’s move!” The voice yelled again.  The lights came back on, showing that the figures had gone up a tarp for construction.

“They went up that way!”  A woman informed.  

“Some kind of freak!”  A man exclaimed.  “Flew right past me!”

Y/n watched April go over to inspect it before running off. “April!”  She called.  April must not have heard, because she didn’t respond.  Y/n rolled her eyes, chasing after her, even though the constant throbbing of her head told her not to.  While she was running by, she noticed that the Foot Clan members were tied up along the wall, undoubtedly unconscious.  “April, wait!”  Y/n pleaded, trying to get through the swarm of people trying to get out at once.  The police arrived as a S.W.A.T. team made their way downstairs, guns drawn.

Y/n continued to chase April until the brunette came to a stop in front of a fire escape, where they both noticed the tarp.  April wordlessly started climbing the fire escape, trying to get to the roof of the building.  Y/n groaned softly again, following April up the steps, though a few flights behind.  The higher they climbed, the clearer they could hear voices.  The voices were bragging, saying that this was ‘their city’.

They continued talking, only stopping when April took a picture. Y/n had one more flight to go. She heard whispering, but couldn’t make it out.  April had started to climb back down when something wrapped around her and yanked her upwards onto the roof.  Y/n’s mouth dropped open, but nothing came out.  She climbed the ladder just as she heard a loud thud.  She climbed over, seeing a towering figure standing above April, who was currently on her side.

“Hey!”  Y/n shouted. She rushed forward, stepping between the figure and April.  She reached her hand back slightly, in case she would have to push April out of the way.

“We can hear you.”  The figure replied to one of the other figures.  He turned back to Y/n and April.  “If you don’t gimme the camera, I’m gonna-”

“Enough!!”  Another voice spoke.  Y/n and April looked up, seeing a figure on a water tower flip off, landing on the roof. “Back off, Raph!”  He commanded.  The other creature raised his hands in surrender, walking towards the others.

“I only saw Batman once.”  He defended.  Y/n’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, clearly missing part of the conversation.  Her eyes narrowed as she turned again, putting herself between April and the new addition.  April stood, trying to make herself less vulnerable.

“Ma’ams.  Hello.  I apologize.” He spoke, jumping down from the ledge. “My colleague here forgot to say please.”  He began walking forward, forcing Y/n to walk backwards, pushing April gently.  “So, would you please, hand over the camera?”

Another loud thud was heard.  The girls spun around, seeing another figure.  This one was the smallest of the four, but was the most in the light.  He looked like a giant turtle.  

“I must have hit my head harder than I thought.”  Y/n mumbled.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.  It’s just a mask.”  He spoke, trying to calm April down.  “Don’t freak out.”  He reached up, pulling the orange bandana off of his head.  “Right?”  He asked. April panted, passing out.

“Well, I think that went well.”  The fourth figure spoke up.  He stepped forward, about to lean over April.  Y/n quickly stepped in the way.  He paused, clearly taken aback.

“Don’t.”  Y/n warned.

“You don’t know who we are.”

“I don’t know what you are.”  She replied quickly.  “All I know is that you guys beat up the Foot Clan, grabbed her,” she spoke, gesturing to April, “and threatened to take her camera.”  She spoke, her voice firm.  She wasn’t sure why, since she was terrified.

“We’re the good guys.”  The one in the orange mask spoke, (he had put it back on).

“How do I know that?”  Y/n retorted.

“You don’t.”  The one in blue voiced, stepping forward.  “But your friend here needs help.”  Y/n’s eyes flickered down to April quickly before looking back into blue. “She can’t get help, because you can’t carry her down the fire escape by yourself.”

“I wouldn’t call her my friend.”  Y/n admitted.  “I only met her like, forty-five minutes ago.”

“Well, either way.”  He replied. Y/n stared at him, trying to find any dishonesty in his eyes.  Finally satisfied that she couldn’t find any hint of a lie, she stepped away from April. The turtle with several gadgets on him rushed forward, beginning to look her over.  Y/n’s eyes stayed trained on their forms, still being cautious.  “That was very noble and brave of you.”  The turtle in blue spoke again.  Y/n whipped around, looking at him.

“What was?”  She asked.

“Protecting her from us, even though you hardly knew her.”

“Oh.”  Was her only reply.  “Thanks, I guess.”

“My name is Leonardo.”  He introduced.  Y/n looked up at him, meeting his blue eyes again.

“Nice to meet you.”  She replied. “I’m Y/n.  Y/n L/n.”  She spoke, sticking out her hand.  Leonardo looked down at it, clearly hesitant.  “You don’t have to.”  She assured. He looked back up at her, smiling softly as he reached his own hand forward, shaking hers.  She noticed that his large, three-fingered, green hand almost completely enveloped hers.  She couldn’t help the large grin that spread on her lips.  It must have been contagious, because he grinned, too.

The turtle in orange rushed forward, sticking out his hand as well, seeming to want his turn.  “I’m Michelangelo, though people usually call me Mikey.  Or people would, if I knew people.”  He told her, grabbing her hand in both of his and shaking it firmly. “I’m the funniest, smartest, most skilled, and clearly the best looking.” He introduced.  Y/n chuckled, feeling herself calm down.

“Nice to meet you.”  She told him through laughter.

“The one looking over miss-hot-stuff is Donatello, though we call him Donnie.”  He spoke. Y/n’s eyebrow raised at the nickname for April, but she let it slide.

“Nice to meet you, Donnie.”  She spoke.  He nodded.

“Likewise.”  He replied shortly.

“And the grump is Raphael, or Raph.”

Y/n looked up at Raph.  His arms were crossed, and he didn’t look too pleased.  Y/n waved softly.  “Hi.”

He simply huffed in response, looking to his right to avoid looking at her.  She cleared her throat awkwardly, looking to her right as well, where Leo stood looking between the two.  Mikey was now hovering over Donatello’s, shoulder.

“Her name is April O’ Neal.”  Donnie spoke.

“Hey, why do you have her phone?”  Y/n asked.

“I’m wiping it.”  He answered simply, looking over the top of his glasses to see her.  “People can’t know we exist.”

Y/n pursed her lips.  “I guess that makes sense.”

“Blood pressure stabilizing.”  The genius informed seconds later.  Y/n turned, standing over April as she watched her eyes flutter open and closed.

“Why are we still here playing ‘doctor’?”  Raphael finally spoke up, expressing his frustration.

“Because she might have a head injury.”  Leo responded.  The statement suddenly reminded Y/n of when she banged her head when she was captured, and her hand instinctively went to her head.  She immediately flinched at the pain the gentle touch caused.

“Uh, correction: she is a hot chick who might have a head injury.”  Mikey spoke up, replying to his brother.  Leo ignored this comment, having seen Y/n.

“Are you okay?”  He asked.

“Hmm?  Oh. Yeah, I’m good.”  She answered dismissively.  Donnie spoke suddenly while he snapped his fingers.

“Ma’am?  Ma’am? Can you hear me?  Do you know what city you’re in?  Do you know where you are?”

“Have you seen that video where the cat plays the chopsticks with the chopsticks?”  Mikey asked.  Y/n rolled her eyes and put her hand over her face in frustration.

“Can we focus here?”  Leo asked, placing his hand on Mikey’s face and shoving him away.

“Guys, please.  Come on, give her some air.”  Donnie pleaded.

“April?”  Y/n spoke softly, taking a small step forward, now that Mikey had backed up. “You okay?”  She asked tentatively.

“Yeah.”  She replied shortly before turning to the turtles.  “What are you?”

“Well….uh, miss…….we’re ninjas.”  Leo explained, placing his fist in his other open hand and bowing slightly in respect.

“We’re mutants.”  Raph growled, now having moved so he was standing behind April.

“Well, technically we’re turtles.”  Donnie corrected.

“Oh, and we’re teenagers.”  Mikey added, leaning on Y/n to see April over her. “But we can still have adult conversations.”  He finished, waving his hand for effect.  April began standing, prompting everyone to back up for her.

“So you’re…..ninja….mutant….turtle…..teenagers?”

“Well, when you put it like that it sounds ridiculous.”  Donnie informed once April was standing.

“See?  They’re looking at us like we’re freaks.” Raph pointed out from his crouched position on a beam.  “I bet that’s why you took our picture, wasn’t it?”

Y/n’s jaw dropped.  “I was not!”  She scolded, her eyebrows bent low.  He ignored her.

“Show your friends?”  He asked, jumping down so he appeared bigger.

“Bro, that’s a good thing!”  Mikey spoke up.  “Maybe they have hot friends!”

Y/n resisted the urge to roll her eyes again, but kept her eyes on Raph, not sure what his next move would be.  His hand rose, causing Y/n to flinch slightly.

“You’re afraid of me.”  He noted, looking down at her.

“Well, it’s not exactly like you’re using a friendly tone or body language.”  Y/n argued.

“Ooh.  She got you, dude.”  Mikey piped up.  Raph turned, glaring at him, before he turned his attention back to the girls in front of him.

“Lookin’ for this?”  He asked, waving April’s phone.

“Don’t break it.  No, no, no, no, no, no.”  April pleaded.

“How many times do I have to tell you?  We don’t break things.  We fix them.” Leo spoke, taking the phone out of Raph’s large hand.  “Donnie already wiped the phone, genius.  Problem solved: moving on.”

Raphael shoved his brother’s chest.  “Hey, who put you in charge?”

“You know who did.”  Leonardo immediately retorted, gritting his teeth slightly in a challenging manner.

“Ooh!  Tension! It’s been like, thirty whole minutes since you guys last had this argument.”  Mikey announced.  Donnie suddenly appeared in view.

“Leonardo, if we want to make it home before master we gotta hustle.” He informed.  Leo pointed to his left.

“Not yet.  Check her out, first.”  He instructed.

“I’ll gladly check her out!”  Mikey voiced. His smile dropped when all three of his brothers turned to him, each giving him a different look.  Raph’s was one of rage, Donnie’s was one of disbelief and annoyance, and Leo’s was one of exhaustion.  Leo turned back to Donnie.

“Her head hurts, too.  Check it out.”  He told him. Donnie looked up, locking eyes with Y/n. Raph rolled his eyes, walking away and beginning to pace, muttering something about “waste of time”.

Y/n held up her hands in surrender.  “I’m fine, really.”  She insisted, even as Donatello was getting closer.  He brought his wrist up, pressing a few buttons on a machine tied to it. He brought his goggles down, too, beginning his ‘check-up’.  “I really don’t want to make you guys late.  Raph’s right, it’s a waste of time.”  Y/n informed.  Raphael spun around, and Y/n silently guessed that he wasn’t used to hearing that he’s right. Donnie reached forward carefully, gently placing one of his fingers on Y/n’s head.  She flinched back.  “Ow.”

“Sorry.”  Donnie apologized quickly and quietly.

“It’s alright.”  She replied, just as softly.

“You’ve got a mild concussion.”  He informed.  “Get some bed rest, drink some fluids, and depending on how intense the pain is, take some Tylenol.  And since you have a bump on your head, you might want to ice it, too.”  Donnie instructed the girl.  She blinked a few times before she nodded.

“Okay.  Thanks.” She replied shortly.  Donnie smiled softly, nodding his own head in return.

“Come on, guys.”  Leo called as he began to turn around.  He suddenly stopped short, however.  “Oh, wait.” He turned back around, facing the girls and pointing the handle of one of his katanas at them.  “Do not say a word about this to anyone.  If you do, we will find you…..April O’ Neal and Y/n L/n.”  He turned. “We’re on the move, Raphael.”

April muttered something, but Y/n figured she’d ask later.  Raphael stood on the ledge of the roof, twirling his sais in his hands before sheathing them.  Y/n rolled her eyes.  “That was unnecessary.”  She mumbled.

“Yeah!  We’ll find you…..O’Neal….and L/n.”  Mikey spoke, moving to leave but coming back.  “I’m sorry, that came across super creepy.”

Y/n let out a small laugh, covering her mouth with her hand to conceal it.

“We will find you, though.”  Mikey finished, pointing at the girls before walking to his brothers.  They all jumped off the ledge, running and leaping across rooftops.  Y/n watched them leave, hearing a click beside her.  She turned, seeing April holding her phone.

“Did you seriously just-”

“I have to get this story.”  She cut off. Y/n rolled her eyes.

“April, you heard what they said!  They’ll find you.”  She argued.

“Don’t you understand? This is huge!  I can finally get the story of a lifetime!”  She exclaimed, rushing down the fire escape.  Y/n groaned.

“No one’s gonna believe her, anyway.”  She told herself, trying to ease her conscience.  She followed April down the fire escape.  “Wait for me!”

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