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Raph and his brothers walked along the sidewalks of New York, now deserted in the night. They were a little battered from their brief encounter with the Foot Clan, but... barely. Nothing serious, maybe a scratch or two?

Raph listened to his brothers chatting until something caught his eye in the alley. A mutant? Probably not... right? He stopped, drawing his brothers' attention, who asked him why.

"Nothing, go without me, I'll see you at the lair."

The red turtle had answered. Her brothers glanced at her a couple of times, but in the end, they didn't think much of it; maybe Raph was just trying to win the affection of some stray cat, only to fail... spectacularly, it should be added. Besides, Leo had to go skating! Right now!

He watched his brothers leave for a while before heading that way and going into the alley. He wished that mutant were still there.

"Uh... Hello? Is anyone there? It's Raph. Raph doesn't mean to hurt you."

Raph spoke, trying to persuade the mutant to come out and reveal himself. His eyes scanned the alley, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of him.