" Class, these nurses will take you to your designated person. And please, these people, and mutants have nothing but the end of there lives to look forward to. Please,try and make them happy "

Hello. My name is Abigail, but my friends call me Abby. But, you all look confused. I'll explain. You know the person that was talking awhile ago? Ya, that lady. That's Miss Manklorry. We're on a field trip to help, you know, chear up the humans and mutants in Nuttall Heart hospital. I could have chosen to say home, but I know that there's some poor sole in hear in need of a ray of hope that they'll live to see another day....

" Come here sweet heart. "

A nurse called me.

" Yes..? "

" I have a nice young mutant for you to chear up. "

She walks me to a room. In side, I see a turtle mutant with a red mask asleep. His facial expression suggests that he might be having a problem to simply keep breathing.

The nurse leaves.

I walk up to the bed side.

You gada admit, he is kinda cute.

I gently shake his shoulder to wake him up. His eyes slowly tremble open. He blinks a few times, trying to clear his vision.

Not a bad electric green either...

" HI. I'm Abigail. You can call me Abby. What's your name?

He stares hard at me as if trying to comprehend what I just said. His eyes widen and he cofs. He takes a deep breath and finally speaks in a weak voice.

" My n-name is... * deep breath * Raphael. Y-you can call... * deep breath * me raph. "

" Well, raph, how'd you end up like this? "

" M- my lungs a-are... *deep breath * punctured a-and my v-voice... *deep breath * box is d-damaged. "

" B-but your mom or your dad will try and get you a replacement. Right? "

He weakly chuckles.

" I d-don't have... *deep breath * a mom. B-but my... *beep breath * father and b-brothers are... *deep breath * trying to g-get me... *deep breath * replacements. "

My face falls.

" You.... don't have a mother? "

He slowly shakes his head.

" No. I g-grue up... *deep breath * without her. "

Now I just feel really bad......

I got an idea.....

" Raph, would it be okay if I sang for you? "

" I guess.. "

I remember a nice, soothing, song that grandma always sang.

On the first page
Of our story,
The future seemed so bright.
Then this thing turned out
So evil,
I don't know why I'm still surprised.
Even Angeles have
There wicked skemes,
And you take that to new extremes.
But you'll always be
My hero.
Even though you've lost your mind.

Your just gonna stand there and watch me burn. But that's alright because I like the way it hurts. Your just gonna stand there and hear me cry. But that's all right because I love the way you lie. I love the way you lie. Imhume, I love the way you lie.

By this time I could see that raph was having a hard time staying awake and his breathing had become even. I was slowly but surely putting him to sleep. And that's what he needs right now......... Sleep.

Now this gravel in our voices,
Glass shattered from the fight.
In the struggle of war,
You'll always win,
Even when I'm right.
So leave me faith inside your hands,
With violent words and
Empty threats.
In the thick of all these battles,
I Wana keep you satisfied.

Your just gonna stand there and watch me burn. But that's alright because I like the way it hurts. Your just gonna stand there and hear me cry, but that's alright because I love the way you lie. I love the way you lie.

So maybe I'm
Amasticares.
I try to run,
But I won't ever leave ya.
Till these walls are going down.
And smoke with all a memories.

Your just gonna stand there and watch me burn. But that's alright because I like the way it hurts. You just gonna stand there and hear me cry, bet that's alright because I love the way you lie. I love the way you lie. Imhmmm, I love the way you lie.

I peak on him.

He's sound asleep.

And he doesn't look like he's having problems breathing now.

My work here is done.

I really hope his dad gets him replacement organs.

He ....he can't go out like that, all diprest..

Until then,I'll help him every step of the way.