De Novo part 5De Novo part 5 by Hummerhouse
Raph waited until everyone had gone to sleep before sneaking downstairs to forage for the provisions he planned on taking to Slash.
With him he brought a large canvas gym bag, something he’d found in the attic. It had probably been abandoned there by April’s father, one of those out of sight, out of mind things that humans did when they wanted to avoid exercise.
His first stop was the kitchen. Bypassing the refrigerator because Slash had no way to keep things cold, Raph opted to do his shopping in the well-stocked pantry. He picked through the canned goods, taking items that there was more than one of so the missing things wouldn’t be noticed.
Along with that he grabbed a bag of rice, one of pinto beans, and a loaf of bread. The last thing he took were a few containers of pudding. Fortunately, April had her bank card and access to the money her mother had left her, so replenishing the supplies wouldn’t be a problem. Raph just needed to make
De Novo part 4De Novo part 4 by Hummerhouse
Raphael cut through the woods, moving as fast and as silently as possible. His brother’s calls were becoming more frequent and he could tell by the sound of their voices that they were growing frantic. There was no doubt in Raph’s mind that they were worried that something had again happened to him, possibly even a repeat of the Creeper incident. Raph had to pull the notion out of their minds quickly or one of them might get the idea to check the cabin.
Once Raph was in a position that was far to one side of his brothers and therefore away from the cabin, he started to make noise. Purposely stepping on twigs, dragging his feet through leaves, and reaching out to snap the branches on small trees, Raph knew the sound would put his family on high alert and turn them towards him.
After a minute or two, Raph shouted, “Leo! Hey, I’m over here. What’s with all the racket?”
Raph was gratified to hear his brothers moving in his direction
De Novo part 3De Novo part 3 by Hummerhouse
A couple of days after his ordeal with the Creep, Raphael had gone back to the cabin in the woods to look at the scene of his transformation. It wasn’t Raph’s way to avoid things that were unpleasant anymore, the way he’d once done with bugs. He’d discovered that such avoidance usually provided a fertile growth medium for fear.
The inside of the cabin hadn’t produced anything more than a residual repugnance because Raph really didn’t have much memory from his time as a plant creature. To deal with that leftover feeling, Raph had raked out the cabin, disposing of remaining plant material and leaving the floor clean.
He’d gone back by himself and hadn’t talked to his brothers about his pilgrimage because he hadn’t wanted to get Mikey started on how he should share his feelings. For Raph some things were better dealt with alone.
The jar containing the remains of the Creep had been on a shelf in the barn, left ther
De Novo part 2De Novo part 2 by Hummerhouse
It took a moment for the shock of seeing Slash to wear off enough for Raph’s brain to start functioning again. He knew he should jump up from where he was sitting and at the very least get into a defensive stance. Almost at the exact moment Raph had that thought, another one intervened and told him to forget it and not bother moving at all.
Raph watched as Slash dove into the pond and swam towards him. He followed Slash’s progress through the water with his eyes, but didn’t even move his head when the big mutant stepped onto the shore near him. As Slash approached, Raph continued to sit still, his demeanor dejected and his shoulders slumped.
Slash stopped a couple of feet away and Raph glanced up at him, his expression gloomy. He saw Slash frown and it was obvious that the huge turtle had expected Raph to react violently to his sudden appearance. The fact that Raph didn’t move at all had apparently disconcerted his former pet.
De Novo part 1De Novo part 1 by Hummerhouse
Unsettled, uneasy, unsatisfied . . . or maybe it was just nerves. Raphael couldn’t quantify how he’d been feeling lately other than it seemed as though the walls of the farmhouse were closing in on him.
It was funny to think that he’d spent most of his life confined to a small space and had been just fine with that. His first taste of the world of light had left him hungering for more.
He had to admit that he got plenty of time in the sun these days, but recently even that wasn’t enough. Raph was more jittery than usual and nothing eased that feeling; not video games, or television, or training, not even the usual fun he got from manhandling Mikey and Don during a sparring match.
Talking to Leo about it was out of the question. His brother would say a lot of stuff and Raph would stop listening part way through. As soon as Leo suggested the inevitable; that he needed to spend more time practicing his martial arts, Raph would agree just to cu
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2. Courage. A virtue only in the cause of righteousness. Death for an unworthy cause was termed a dog's death. "It is true courage to live when it is right to live, and to die only when it is right to die."
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Way of the Warrior
"We were raised as brothers so that we could be family. We were raised as ninjas so that we could adapt. We learned to be a team so that we could survive. Now we are learning to strip away the last of the barriers between us so that we can live." Leonardo - from the fic "Claiming Him"
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I write everything from brotherhood to brotherly love, including TCest. I like to write action and drama as well as some light comedy. I have TCest fics, Slash fics, and fics with a female OC - so be aware of what you're getting into. I do add warnings and summaries - so if something includes dubcon, noncon, bondage or any of a number of other kinks I enjoy, you'll know ahead of time.
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