Leonardo Hamato

Leo and his brothers stood at the edge of a rooftop, watching the civilians they'd just rescued rejoice below. The streets rang with relieved cheers and grateful voices, and emergency vehicles flashed as people gathered together, finally safe. He watched as the villains they'd just defeated were shoved into the back of a SWAT van and taken away. He felt a swell of pride as the wind tugged gently at the ends of his mask. Things were back to normal, as they should be, until he noticed someone out of place.

Among the celebrating crowd, you stood completely still, staring directly at him. Leo noticed the unmistakable look of fear on your face.

Your eyes met.

For a brief moment, neither of you moved. Then you turned and hurried into the crowd. Leo watched you disappear between the people before glancing back at his brothers.

"You guys go on ahead to the lair. I'll catch up." He said authoritatively, his back turned to them.

Before anyone could question him, Leo leapt from rooftop to rooftop, chasing after you, hoping he could still track you through the dense crowd below.

He wasn't sure what frightened him more: the possibility that you'd tell someone what you'd seen, or the thought that you might be genuinely afraid of him.

Either way, he needed to find you.