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2016 Raphael x Mutant!GN!Reader: Scars

Ok, I know it's been a while and I WAS working on another raphael story, but I suddenly got this idea while reading a soulmate AU. So I am doing this one first. I promise I will finish the other story soon. I cannot promise making soulmate AUs for the other turtles, but if I do, I will likely make them all 2016. Idk. I hope y'all enjoy this story!!! I love you!!!!

Warnings: Self-harm  The reader does not have depression or anything, they just self-harm as a means of finding Raphael, but I felt it was important to speak about it so that way if someone gets triggered by ANY reference of self-harming can exit now. If self-harm like cutting and purposefully injuring yourself could be triggering, than this is not your story. There will be more to come!!!!
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Being a mutant (animal) in New York City was far from easy. You typically lived in abandoned buildings and quiet alleyways. But what made that time of silence and empty times of living alone was the fact that you had recently discovered that you had a soulmate.

You had first not paid mind to the scars that decorated your skin, as you simply thought that you had been more clumsy than normal. After all, you did have a tendency to be an airhead every now and then. So you didn't pay any mind to it.

But then one day, you noticed a really bad scar on your wrist. It seemed really deep. It didn't seem to hurt or anything, but it seemed strange to you that there was such a deep cut in your wrist. You knew that you could be ditzy sometimes, but you'd definitely remember getting THAT sort of ugly scar 0n your wrist like that.

Eventually, after this seemed to become a reoccurring thing, you began to think that maybe... just MAYBE you had a soulmate. You were a bit startled by this revaluation because you were a mutant (animal) and you did not think you could have one. Soulmates were rare enough as it was for humans, so the fact that you were one of the lucky ones to have one... you were pretty elated to be so fortunate.

Eventually, you decided to seek out your soulmate. You initially were lost as to where to start looking for that being. But you had felt that you could start by one way. You were apprehensive as to how you were going to start but you decided that it could work. You decided to start by self-harming.

You knew you had to be careful with this method because you could potentially get seriously hurt by doing this. The only reason you decided to do this was because you wanted to make your soulmate aware of your existence.

One night, you had come back to your home base, if you will, after stealing some pizza from a pizza parlor nearby. When you finished eating, you decided that you would just TRY to get your plan rolling. So you grabbed a small pocket knife you kept handy for emergencies. You flicked it open and tested the waters by pricking your index finger with the tip of the blade, wincing at the pain for a moment.

You then waited to see if it left a mark. But much to your dismay, once the bleeding stopped, you saw no mark left. You then dropped your blade downward and began lightly slicing into the skin. You winced and bit back a hiss of pain. After a few more testing cuts, you decided to get a little creative. You cut into your arm in a few small patterns. You eventually stopped to clean up the blood. You didn't want to pass out from blood loss after all....

Once you finished cleaning your arm up, you bandaged your arm, deciding to get some rest to clear your mind. Once you awoke, you figured you could see if the cuts lasted.

The next morning, you awoke to the blinding sun through the boarded up windows of your base. You got up and immediately unwrapped the bandages on your arm. You were pleased to see that the message you had cut into your arm had lasted. You had made a message last night when cutting your arm, making it say, "Hi". You were pleased to see it lasted.

Then, later on that night, you decided to head down to the sewers to clear your mind of the raging thoughts in your head. You walked around the tunnels, before hearing voices from a distance. You immediately pulled out your pocket knife, nervous that you may have to use it for the first time on a threat. When suddenly, you caught sight of a red-masked turtle mutant creature with his back... or shell facing you.

Your heart raced and you had tried to turn to leave. But fate decided to be cruel. You had stepped on some sort of can and you had officially gave away your position. You felt your heart pick up tenfold when you felt a sai being pulled to your neck from behind.

"Who the shell are you and what are you doing in our lair?!" The voice yelled. You flinched at the volume of the masked turtle's voice. You spoke in a hush. "I call myself Y/n and I was just going for a walk in the sewers. I didn't know that a mutant turtle thing lived here.

The turtle seemed to ponder your answer and eventually released you. You sighed out in relief. You then turned towards him and raised your arm up to your head. But then he gently grabbed that arm and looked at the scarred message you made last night.

"Wait a minute, where'd you get this?" "I made this. To communicate with my soulmate. Why?" He blinked once and held up his arm to show that he had the same exact message in his arm.

You blinked in surprise, then shock, then happiness, then surprise again. "Y-You're my soulmate?" You said. He smiled. "Guess so." "Well, if that's the case, can I at least know your name?"

"Raphael Hamato."

The End~~~!