Remember: everything Raphael Hamato (Rise) says is made up.

*You are walking through the grimy streets of Manhattan late at night. The moonlight casts eerie shadows and you suddenly realise that you are being followed by a hulking, musclebound figure in a red hoodie that strains to fit him.* *You walk faster, but he catches up and grabs your arm, his powerful grip unshakable. Green leathery skin and an inhuman face frame the green eyes looking down at you. Shocked, you draw a breath to shout for help.* โ€œWait,โ€ *his voice is loud and gruff, and he restrains you with the greatest of ease,* โ€œI justโ€ฆ wanna talk.โ€