#Also my brother thinks Leo was not holding out during the rooftop fight and he's got an interesting breakdown for why

[anonyhun]

My brother and I were talking about TMNT and I have to ask ya'll something

[tmnthpdisneyjurassicpark-blog]

Meeting Mikey

Note: Sorry it took so long guys, I hope you like it! Might be a bit dark but there is some humor.

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Michaelangelo Hamato, goofball, best friend, adorable little brother, and the pranking king.

Not tonight.

Tonight, he couldn't afford to be carefree, couldn't allow his imagination get the best of him. He couldn't rely everything on his wits and expect to walk out alive.

Tonight, michaelangelo was gone.

It was time....

....for TURTLE TITAN!

Crouching on the building's edge, Michaelangelo- er, Turtle Titan gazed at the streets below.

He sneered. The city was sick, sick with a plague of hate, of violence, of a darkness that threatened to snuff out the light every day.

There were children playing in the park, just as there were gang lords having drug wars.

There were men and women who simply wanted to follow their dreams as a singer, writer, dancer, artist; just as there were secret corupt organizations claiming to be saving the world through torturing and murdering innocent mutants.

Turtle Titan saw it all, and did his part to keep his city safe.

To keep the light

Turtle Titan was a hero, but it was Michaelangelo who lived by the knight's code.

To protect those who couldn't protect themselves....

Mikey didn't feel like much a hero though, especially after what happened to Splinter a few days back.

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They were rushing across the rooftops, chasing after Bishop's men. The jerk had somehow tracked the turtles back to their liar, and had ordered a strike. The turtles however, were out on their patrol during the attack. Bishop, in a fit of rage at missing his targets, had taken Splinter hostage. It wasn't until they had returned, hours later, to a broken home with a missing father. Donnie had checked the security feed throughout the sewers and had hacked the cameras of nearby shops to pin-point exactly what happened. He had found the license plate of the van used to kidnap Splinter.

From there, they realized the van was left in Foot territory.

It suddenly became clear that Bishop and the Foot Clan were working together, and that if the brothers did not get there soon, it would be too late.

"Come on! We need to get to Dad ASAP! Don, how is your software coming along?!" Leo barked out, leader mode in full swing.

"It's at ninety-six percent efficiency and is hacking into the foot head-quarters as we speak. It will also deactivate the EPF's main artelliry and leave them weaponless." Don responded, not looking back over his shoulder.

"Let's go get dad back." Raph growled, pushing past all of them in a speed unexpected of someone his size.

Mikey's heart was pounding hard. His feet were slapping against the pavement, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. He had been sprinting for twenty minutes.

He didn't blink. He could barely breathe.

All the could picture was his poor father, at hands of Shredder and all the ways the jerk could possibly harm their agile dad.

Please don't be to late.....I'm coming sensei....

The foot headquarters came into view.

Mikey's world when black at the edges. He felt this dark and twisted need, a bloodthirsty urge to get to Shredder and just-

Mikey slammed his feet to the ground, skidding to a halt.

He was shaking, eyes wide in horror of what he wanted to do.

He wanted to kill Shredder. He wanted to actively take away a life and Not. Look. Back.

He almost lost himself in the darkness and he knew, the moment he stepped into that building, he would change forever.

His brothers stopped, several meters ahead of him, calling his name.

Rushing in there with no backup wouldn't be easy, even if Leo had devised a plan.

Not even a mile away was the mutanimals' secret hide out, close enough to keep an eye on the foot and the purple dragons but hidden in plain sight.

Decision made, Mikey turned on his heal and called out behind his back.

"Go get dad! I'll bring some help."

He ran as fast as he could, jumping over roofs and sliding down poles to get to ground level.

He pounded on the large silver door, calling out to leatherhead in a shaking voice.

The door slid to the side slightly and the giant-reptiles golden eye appeared. Once he realized it was Michaelangelo who was in need of assistance he pulled him roughly inside.

"Mikey, my friend, what is wrong?" Leatherhead growled softly.

"It's Bishop! His goons got Master Splinter! And they are working with the foot!"

"Then what are we standing around for? Let's blow this popsicle stand!" Hob blowed.

Slash nodded in agreement as the mutanimals took off towards the foot headquarters.

Mikey felt something tingle on the back of his neck and he knew something was off.

It was his connection with his brothers, their aura's almost entwined during a fight and he had only one thought.

Donatello

The world seemed to slow as Mikey burst past the others and towards the Foot Head Quarters.

FASTER MIKEY FASTER!

Five feet until the ledge.

"Mikey wait!" Leatherhead called out.

Three feet.

"It's too far kid!" Hob warned.

One foot.

"You won't make it." Slash roared.

He jumped.

The windrushed past him, full in his ears. In that moment mikey felt all his emotions boil up into the one single focus. He felt the joy of playing video games with Donatello, the happiness at pulling another prank on Raph, the comfort of his father's calm aura and the pride at seeing his eldest lead them towards another adventure.

He felt nothing but love.

The glass shattered.

The attack was unexpected as Mikey flung his nunchucks at the ninja. His chuck had hit temples, making several ninja's crumble to the floor.

Mikey had hit pulse points and had torn legiments, causing the other ninjas to cry out in pain.

Taking a step back, Mikey surveyed the chaos.

Leo and Raph were off to the left. Leo was holding an unconscious sensei in his arms while Raph had defended the pair.

To the right, Hob and Slash were defending an injuried Donatello. Mikey winced at seeing his brothers bent arm. He knew the elbow wasn't supposed to twist that way.

Finally he saw Leatherhead ripping into Bishops men, not holding back in the slightest.

That's when he saw her.

A girl, maybe about nineteen, with (y/h/c) hair bloodly and matted against your temples. Your (e/c) eyes were wide was fear as Shredder held his gauntlet to your throat.

"ENOUGH!" Shredder's voice boomed and the fighting ceased.

"Hand over Hamato Yoshi and I will spare her life!"

You had tears in your eyes but you held your head high. In the loudest voice you could muster, you cried out.

"Don't do it! He'll kill me anyway!"

A sharp flick of the Shredder's wrist and you had winced in pain, a deep wound across your right cheek.

Your eyes met the orange banded turtle, (e/c) against blue.

He sprinted towards you, not thinking twice.

The world around you two became a blur as Mikey rushed forward, his chucks in hands and he aimed the weapon right in Shredder's face.

Crying out in surprise at the bold attack, Mikey took the opportunity to sweep you up in his arms and throw several smoke bombs, giving his friends and family the chance to escape.

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A soft hand on Mikey's shoulder had the turtle nearly jumping out of his shell.

He turned around and found you there, giving him a soft smile.

His eyes were downcast and his breath was shaking. You knew Splinter- the rat you had learned raised the turtles practically from their 'birth' as mutants- was still unconscious. You knew Donatello, the sassy and technical genius had been in much pain from the fight and that Mikey blamed both of their pain on himself.

His fear that night that he confided in you, made him believe he was worthless.

You took his face in your hands and placed his forehead against yours.

He knew your name. He knew you grew up in a large, close-nit family. He knew of your parents divorce, the impact it had on your mental health, and that you moved to New York to pursue your dream of writing.

You knew his favorite food, color and video games. You knew his fake smiles from his real ones, you knew his joyful nature hid an array of darkness that threatened to snuff out his life.

He knew your eyes sparkled when you talked about something you were passionate about. He knew you were a huge fan of Harry Potter and Disney for the eternal magic they provide. He knew, deep down, you longed for a life of romance and adventure.

You knew each other for three days and yet, you knew each other better then you knew yourselves.

And in this quiet moment, on this rooftop, it was you and him against the world.

[thecomicsnexus]

True Stories

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #11. June, 1987. By Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird.

The issue opens with April having nightmares about being attacked by ninja monsters who look similar to the turtles and the Shredder. April wakes up screaming and then heads off to write in her diary. The diary becomes the framework for this issue.

Jan. 15, 1987 Yes, it's almost three A.M. again... My Night Mare alarm went off Big time tonight. It's been over two weeks now, with no relief... I was hoping to shake them before this... I think—The last time I closed my eyes and actually slept (and I believe exhaustion had a hand in that) was on the trip here... Even then my awakening was a shock... April recalls Casey startling her awake during the trip from New York City, wanting her to see downtown Northampton, Massachusetts. She is underwhelmed by the sight.

Considering my state of mind, my reaction was a few notches below "I couldn't care less." I guess I should've looked around a little; I hear that Northampton's nice... at least it might have afforded some kind of comfort for my next sight... From the road, Casey's late grandmother's house looked like a classic old New England farm house—big old barn, family-sized house, sheds, trees and rolling hills; you know, postcard material. That was from the road... Casey is full of nostalgia seeing the Jones Farm, but April is introduced to a dilapidated old building with broken windows and a front door falling off its hinges. April wants to start a warm fire and to get the still-injured Leo into the house. But she is fatigued, and falls asleep on a chair inside.

Jan. 25, 1987 Winter remains with us... snowed two days straight... Clear today. Leonardo's still pretty out of it. The battle tore him up terribly in both body and mind. Physically he has healed incredibly well, but mentally... I'm afraid has a lot of catching up. He's always put himself in front of the rest of the guys; taking charge, bearing the extra weight playing the Big Brother... When someone like that feels they've failed they fall hard! He's recently developed an intense obsession with the surrounding forests and spends all of his time there... I hope he finds what he's looking for and comes out of this depression soon... We all need him back. Leonardo, dressed in an improvised winter hunter's garb and armed with a yumi, stalks a stag through the forest without much success. The stag ambushes him, knocking him down. Leo pulls out of a knife and charges the stag head-on, but the powerful creature instead grabs the turtle with his antlers and throws him over and behind. Leo sits feeling defeated as the stag runs off.

I guess I could never know for sure how he feels inside. But I do know what losing your home—and everything that you own—feels like... Those things that you felt gave you a sense of being and strength in this world... Belongings that touched memory chords of loved ones. Father... I know he's hurting. Feb. 10, 1987 Everything is so strange... I feel like I've never looked at myself or the guys before; we're all so different now I try to identify the people I used to know with those that surround me now... and it's hard. Don isn't doing too badly, although he does work obsessively at the huge amount of repairs that need to be done here. The place has been vacant since Casey's Grandmother Left four years ago, it was pretty run down then. Besides a million little things, Don's rebuilt the windmill to pump water, devised a water wheel that creates enough current for lights and the fridge, and also installed a wood stove for better heating, all around. His most recent undertaking will—if it works—satisfy a craving we've all had lately... ...Hot running water! Feb. 15, 1987 Success! Showertime! Everybody's going nuts! Feb. 17, 1987 Feeling strangely depressed lately... I guess I expected Don to rest a bit after the last hard-won victory... No such luck. I heard him rummaging around in the attic early this morning... who knows what he's working on now. Feb. 17, 1987 Don's Writing Too! He must have found an old typewriter in the attic yesterday. I awoke to the tapping of busy keys around seven A.M. and he's been at it ever since! I wonder what he's writing about... is it a journal, like mine? I'd love to know... Donatello is shown in the attic room with the typewriter...and a trash can filled to overflowing with crumpled up pieces of paper.

Feb. 26, 1987 Michaelangelo worries me the most Mike, who could find a joke in just about any situation, doesn't laugh much anymore. Except for some half hearted goofing around with Casey and Raph, he's been almost painfully solitary lately it's so unlike him. But then all of us seem to have a need to be alone these days. Has what's happened made us unable to be close? I don't know... Mike's chosen a back section of the barn for his sanction... cleared a lot of junk out and created a little work-out space. The other day I happened in on one of his sessions. He was already on edge. Michelangelo is shown repeatedly kicking a punching bag until it breaks completely off its chain. He bashes and destroys a workbench with his arms. Unsatisfied, his takes his rage to the barn wall, ripping a hole out of the wood. He rests his arms on the new hole and groans.

We all feel so much pain and confusion— Each of us keeping his personal torment bottled up inside... Each seeking relief in his own way. The cure hangs plainly, clearly in front of our faces, but who will be the first to reach out? We Need Each Other! March 2, 1987 Raphael scares me. The rest of the guys I can feel for, worry for... but not Raph. Raph runs Hot and Cold... very unbalanced, unpredictable. I keep my distance. Lately I've noticed he doesn't sleep much. He's always always the first up and the last to bed. I think I've heard him Leaving the house late at night, too. I wonder what he's doing... standing guard? Late at night out in the cold on top of the barn, standing guard is exactly what Raphael is doing. He judges the front of the farm clear, then flips several times across the barn rooftop to the back, and judges the back of the farm also clear.

March 10, 1987 I've known some odd characters in my time, living in Brooklyn most of my life, But the likes of Casey Bernid Jones is beyond compare. I believe that in Casey's mind there's a petulant, mischievious ten year old waging constant war with a somewhat mature, Bright young man... unfortunately the ten year old wins far too often. Casey spends all of his time with Raphael, fighting, or "doin' projects, doin' projects!" as they say— usually more damage. What next? In the barn, Casey is trying to repair the engine of an old pickup truck while Raphael sits behind the steering wheel. As they work, they carry on a debate.

One day later in the month, April is out walking on the ice of a frozen lake. But the ice cracks under her weight, plunging her into the freezing water. Leo is hunting nearby and hears her shouts. At the edge of the lake, he takes off his hunting garb which unrolls into a long strip of cloth. He stakes one end of the cloth into the lakeside with his katana, and crawls out onto the ice holding the other end of the cloth, successfully pulls April to safety, and carries her back to the farmhouse.

Back inside, April is resting and recovering from hypothermia. Splinter, the turtles and Casey are gathered around her.

May 1, 1987 I can't believe it's been over a month since I fell through the ice... and even longer since I've picked up this journal. I almost didn't this time, either. it all seems to mean so little now. I started this book to rebuild all I had lost in the fire. I guess after my mid-winter swim (HA, HA) I realized how little my life long accumulation of possessions had. I thought I was all I had in this world. Not true. I've got me, and I've got memories. I also have friends, real friends that I care for and that care for me. I'll always be there for them and they for me; we have each other, we are a family... one. This will probably be my last entry. I guess I just wanted some kind of final word ...sort of wrap up all I had written so far. Life is Good... and Life Goes on. After a day of training, Splinter and his sons are gathered around a campfire.

April wakes up in her bedroom to the sound of creaking. Is this another nightmare? She is pleasantly surprised by the four turtles: One serves her breakfast in bed as another prepares to give her flowers and another opens the window blinds to let in the morning light.

From Turtlepedia

This title needed one of these stories to “catch up” with time. It is early in TMNT history and at this point, time kind of passes by just like in real life. In reality, they really didn’t need such a thing, but this interlude is the source of many stories, presenting a status quo for guest artists.

It seems to me like it is finally Splinter who can put them all together and working for the same goal, in a way this make sense, as he is the father. But he can also influence Casey and April.

I give the issue a score of 8.

[spectrumscribe]

Apologize, idiot.

Part of my Voltron/TMNT AU, Leo has some apologies to make after his mistakes with Donnie.

Previous fic.

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The moment Leo walked into the cafeteria, and saw that not only Donnie was there, but Raph too, was the moment he about-faced, and started marching the exact opposite direction.

He did not need this. He did not need this. The garrison was already watching him, and now he had two of his younger brothers to keep out of trouble too?

Donnie might’ve been helpful, even in his current undercover status, but Raph wouldn’t be. Raph’s talents lay with engineering and punching things- not with covert espionage.

Leo quietly despaired, and decided he’d be going hungry that evening.

If they all gathered together, the way his two brothers were, then someone would definitely notice. The garrison probably already knew that he and Raph were related, same last name and all that, but Donnie had still been anonymous! What was Raph doing, blowing Donnie’s cover?

This was all going to go down the toilet, and every bit of Leo’s careful observations would be worthless.

He saw Raph the next day, during the assigning for new recruits into the garrison. Leo, standing apart from the new cadets and with his own senior ones, met Raph’s eyes for a split second.

Raph gave him a furious glare, and mouthed, “I’m going to kill you.”

Well. It was lovely to see him too.

Leo ignored his brother, same as he’d been ignoring Donnie, and stared ahead. Pretending not to see Raph’s continued fury.

  He could only avoid Raph for so long though, since he knew his younger brother made up of at least 50% sheer determination.

A few days later, Raph cornered him as he was leaving his room, for a washroom break, in the dead of night no less, and got Leo’s collar before Leo could even react. Leo was yanked down to eye level with Raph, and met the full brunt of Raph’s glare.

“You have. so much. fucking apologizing. to do.” Raph ground out in a furious whisper.

“Nice to see you too,” Leo said, also in a whisper.

“Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up- I want to punch you in the nose so badly right now,” Raph hissed. Then he started tugging Leo along, ignoring Leo’s attempts to get away. “But Don says he doesn’t want me to, so you’re going to go apologize to him before I do.”

Leo gave up trying to get away, and let his brother bully him out of the garrison. It was a miracle they didn’t get caught, slinking through the dark halls like they were. Leo just wasn’t sure why he was supposed to apologize to Donnie. He couldn’t think of anything he’d done recently that warranted it.

Maybe this was about the fight they’d all had, sometime after dad and Karai had left? Probably.

Raph pushed Leo out onto the roof of the garrison, and Leo adjusted his light jacket with a huff. Raph was just lucky Leo had still been dressed when his brother kidnapped him; otherwise Leo might’ve been a bit angrier that this was happening.

Mostly, he was concerned they’d all get caught breaking curfew. He didn’t need extra eyes on him, not when he was still pushing to make the top ten cadets, and still struggling to get below the thirties.

Donnie was hunched over a collection of computer equipment, because of course he was. Even with the long hair and makeup and what was probably a set of their sister’s earrings, Donnie always had technology on his person. That’s just how he was.

Donnie’s typing didn’t pause as Leo and Raph approached. Instead it seemed to speed up.

“Uh, hey…” Leo glanced around for any sign of their superiors, and found none on the empty rooftop. “Donnie. Hi. You wanted to talk to me?”

Donnie’s fingers sped up again, green code flying across the screen. When he spoke, his voice wasn’t pitched up like it usually was lately. “So you did know I was here.”

Leo blinked. “Well, yeah. I knew you were since the first day you got here.”

Donnie’s fingers finally stilled, and he tugged his large headphones down onto his neck. He turned his head, looking at Leo through his glasses. He wasn’t giving away any emotion. “Funny. You didn’t give me any sign that you knew.”

Leo shrugged, because he guessed that his acting had just been that good. “I was pretending not to.”

Donnie’s eyes narrowed, and his lips formed a thin line.

“What?” Leo asked. “What’s with the look?”

“Was it because of my cosmetic changes?” Donnie asked, tone careful.

Now Leo was really confused. “No…? Why would I ignore you just because you got extensions?”

At that point, Raph grabbed the back of Leo’s jacket, and shoved him forwards. “Oh for- you two need to stop dancing around it and just say it already! Donnie, since you won’t, I’ll say it.”

“Say what?” Leo asked, trying to avoid getting caught again in Raph’s range.

His brother gave him a scowl, and growled out, “Donnie has been thinkin’ you didn’t recognize him because of all the feminine shit he’s got on. Further on that, he’s been feelings pretty lousy about the fact that his own fucking older brother couldn’t tell who he was, just because of said feminine shit.”

Leo opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again to hurriedly say, “I was just doing what I thought Donnie wanted me to! That’s the point of going undercover, right? I mean, the garrison threw him off base! Permanently! I just thought-”

“You still could have made an effort to acknowledge your own brother, undercover or not!” Raph shot back.

“I- I couldn’t risk it! The garrison has been watching me for months!” Leo defended himself. “I haven’t been able to figure out why, and they wouldn’t tell me anything about dad or Karai either-”

“That doesn’t. fucking. matter.” Raph growled. He reached out, and shoved Leo towards Donnie again. “Apologize! Now. For being such an incredible idiot.”

Raph crossed his arms, standing back to watch Leo and Donnie. He gave Leo a look that meant they weren’t going anywhere until this was over.

Leo sighed, and chanced a glance at Donnie. His younger brother was looking at him cautiously, and Leo noticed for the first time, there was an amount of hurt to his posture. Like he was curled onto himself, trying to protect his softer parts.

Oh. Shit.

“Donnie, I didn’t mean to,” Leo said honestly, kneeling down on the roof beside Donnie. “I really did think that’s what you wanted. I’m sorry I…”

“Ignored my very existence and feigned that you didn’t know me for close to two months now? Yeah. Thanks.”

Ouch. So Donnie was holding a bit of a grudge. Fair enough.

“Yeah,” Leo said lamely. “I’m sorry for all that.”

Donnie averted his eyes, looking back at his tech instead.

“Did you know me on sight?” Donnie asked, still staring only at his keyboard.

“From the second I saw you,” Leo said. He’d seen his brother walk in, hair long and glasses in place, and it’d only taken a second glance. “I was confused, but I knew it was you. Donnie, I wouldn’t ever not recognize you, I swear. Binder or no binder, I’ll be able to tell.”

Donnie blinked rapidly, and hastily raised a hand to scrub at his eyes. “Yeah. Well. You’re still a huge asshole.”

Leo reached out, and gave his brother a one armed hug. One he probably should have given a few weeks ago. Multiples times. “I know. I’m sorry I’m such an asshole. I’m trying to be less of one.”

“No you’re not,” Donnie mumbled, giving Leo’s side a light jab. Then his lanky arm wrapped around Leo’s waist, and held tight. “You’re a huge asshole and an idiot. Always have been.”

Leo winced. He guessed he deserved this right now, considering what he’d likely been putting Donnie through. “I have a lot of apologizing still, don’t I?”

“A shit ton,” Raph said, and Donnie hummed an agreement.

Leo sighed, and released Donnie from their hug. “That’s fair. I’ll try to keep that in mind.”

“Yeah you better,” Raph and Donnie muttered at the same time, both in low tones, only to crack up a split second later.

Leo rolled his eyes. “The twin thing got old when we were six, guys.”

“Shut up, you don’t get it because you’re an end child,” Donnie, and Raph, chorused. They shared grins, and Leo found himself feeling out numbered.

“I almost miss Mikey,” Leo said dryly. “At least he would’ve probably backed me up.”

   Nice of Mikey to make that statement incorrect a few minutes later, when a ship fell out of the sky and Leo’s youngest brother set a portion of the desert on fire.

At least they got their sister back, even if things went south right afterwards.

Next fic.

[thatcrazyfanfictionwriter]

Secret of the Sewers: Showdown

Rows of Foot soldiers knelt in one of the large open floors of Saki Corporations. The elites were there too, all five of them kneeling in the front row of the assembly. Even Hun was there, though none of them knew why Saki had summoned them all so abruptly. Just then, Saki, decked out in his Shredder armor, walked out he made it to the center of a platform overlooking the troops.

"Warriors of the Foot," Shredder addressed. "Tonight, we finally eliminate an enemy that has plagued us for the past four years."

This was met with some surprised glances. Only a handful had known that the turtles were still alive, and those that didn’t know were shocked to learn it.

"For too long these turtles have ruined our plans and made fools of our forces." Shredder continued. "Well no more. Tonight marks the beginning of the end! Tonight, at long last, the turtles die!"

Now, the Foot soldiers let out a loud cheer at the call, eager for the deaths of their enemies.

…

Down in the sewers, everyone was in the middle of preparing for all-out war. Leo sharpened his swords, checking them to ensure that they were pristine. Donny was gathering up various tools and supplies that he may need during this confrontation, stuffing them in a duffle bag hanging from his shoulder. Raph was in his room, sitting on the floor with a weight set, working out his arms so he'd be in top shape. Mikey was testing out his three piece staff, getting in some practice on Raph's bag to ensure he could use it properly if needed.

Miwa and Hisako were also making preparations, but of a more personal nature. Miwa did not want to face the Shredder in the sweats Hisako had lent her, and her new sister had agreed. After a few failed outfits, Hisako came out of her room with a smile.

"Guys, I'd like to introduce you to someone." she declared.

The turtles all stopped what they were doing and gathered around Hisako's door. She smiled and pulled it open.

"May I present, Hamato Miwa." She declared.

Miwa stepped out of Hisako's room, a smile on her face. She was wearing a plain black t-shirt under a dark green hoodie, a pair of jeans and a proper pair of boots. She had a sword attached to her back and her hair was tied up in a ponytail.

"What do you think?" she asked.

All the turtles smiled.

"Nice." Leo complimented.

"Looking good, sis." Mikey agreed.

"Looks good on you." Donny added.

Miwa smiled, then looked over at Raph.

"You like it?" she questioned nervously.

Everyone looked at Raph, waiting for him to answer. Hisako watched him with no small amount of apprehension. Though he was becoming more open to the idea that Miwa was their sister now, he was still having the hardest time getting over everything she'd done as Karai. Still, he knew she was trying, and he knew he needed to 'turtle up'.

"It's alright." Raph finally replied.

Miwa smiled.

"Thanks."

About that time, Splinter emerged from his room, having been meditating this whole time. When he saw his children all prepared, as well as Miwa's new look, he felt a mixture of pride and fear. He had just gotten his daughter back, and he knew that there was a chance of losing her, Hisako, and his sons. And yet, seeing them all willing to lay everything on the line for one another filled his heart with great joy.

"My children." he called out.

All six of them turned towards him. He gestured for them to come forward and they did, taking up sitting positions in front of him.

"My children, I have no illusions that the battle we are about to commence will be easy. It will be a most trying challenge you, but I have faith that all of you will persevere. You are all ninja, and you are all honorable warriors, and I have never been prouder to call you my children."

He locked eyes with Miwa and smiled warmly.

"All of you."

The six all got to their feet, Donny glancing at the clock.

"It's almost time." he announced.

"Then let's not keep Shred-head waiting." Hisako declared. "Time to show him that when you mess with green, it's gonna get mean."

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The Hamato clan waited on the roof of the Wolf Hotel, an old building that had been long abandoned and was currently for lease. There was a small water tower on the roof, one that the six were all leaning against in preparation for Shredder's appearance. Splinter sat in front of them in a meditative stance, his ears twitching at every sound the wind brought. Donny looked at a watch around his wrist, eying the minute hand as it reached midnight. The second it did, the Motorheads emerged from the shadows, swarming the rooftop like a colony of ants. They surrounded the tower and those gathered around it. They left a large enough space for a large puff of smoke to accumulate, allowing the five Elites to emerge, weapons at the ready. From the rooftop entrance, Hun came bursting through the door, leaving it dangling from a single hinge, dented beyond recognition.

"I see the pawns, the knights, and the rook," Hisako commented, pointing to the Foot, the Elites, and Hun respectively, "But where's the king?"

Just then, a blur zoomed up from the ground. Suddenly, Shredder landed in front of his forces, striking a dramatic pose.

"Hamato Yoshi." He snarled, his mask distorting his voice so it sounded as demonic as his mask made him appear.

"Oroku Saki." Splinter replied, not even opening his eyes. "I was surprised to learn you survived."

"As was I when I learned you were the rat who trained these thorns in my side." Shredder retorted. "How ironic that the street rat the council allowed into the ranks of the Foot all those years ago transformed into a true rat."

Splinter just stood up, taking hold of his walking stick.

"I long ago learned to embrace this form, and have accepted my life as Splinter." he explained.

"Bah." Shredder spat. "You've always been nothing more than a thieving pest, taking everything that should have rightfully been mine! It was bad enough that you stole Tang Shen from me, but now you take my daughter!"

"I am not your daughter, Shredder!" Miwa snapped before Leo placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Shredder's gaze visibly softened when he laid eyes on her. He slid his helmet off, looking at her with a hurt expression.

"I raised you, trained you, and taught you everything you know about ninjutsu." He told her. "I gave you anything you ever wanted, and this is how you repay me?"

"You also lied to me my whole life!" Miwa retorted. "You used me like I was just another one of your precious Motorheads!"

Mikey smirked at her use of the unofficial nickname for the Foot ninja.

"I've never been anything more than an instrument of your revenge." Miwa snarled, drawing her sword. "Well no more."

Shredder's fist clenched and his gaze hardened.

"So be it." He declared, his voice low.

He slid his helmet back on, then pointed towards the group.

"Foot Ninja, attack!"

"Let the butt kickin begin." Raph commented.

The Foot ninja converged on the group like buzzards on roadkill as the turtles met them all head on, blades, staffs and other weapons colliding. Leo's swords clashed with several of the Foot ninja, the ringing of the swords echoing through the night. Donny's staff managed to block several attacks from a few more swords, the metal successfully holding up against the sharp blades. Mikey swung his Nunchucks left, right and all over the place, hitting anyone who dare get in reach of his deadly Nunchucks of Fury.

"Hey Raph!" Mikey exclaimed. "You got an Elite on your tail!"

Raph quickly rabbit punched the incoming Elite, knocking the poor sap to the ground where he was instantly met with a hard kick.

"That felt good." Raph remarked.

That's when a punch from Hun came from seemingly out of nowhere, connecting with his chest. Raph went flying back, colliding into the supports of the water tower. As he regained his composure, Hun walked over to him, cracking his knuckles.

"I know how you feel." Hun replied walking over to the fallen turtle.

Miwa then leapt off of the water tower, landing right on Hun's shoulders and wrapping her legs around his meaty neck.

"Stay away from my brother!" she shouted.

Hun attempted to pull Miwa off of him, but she continually moved out of the way, narrowly avoiding his large hands. Using the hilt of her sword, she continually bashed Hun in the forehead, attempting to knock the behemoth out cold. Unknown to her, a Motorhead came up behind her and tried to slice at her with his sword. Fortunately, it was blocked by Leo.

"Careful Miwa." He joked. "It's not like you to get distracted."

"I'm not used to fighting with people I actually care about." She retorted, leaping off of Hun and sending him stumbling into the rooftop entrance.

"Gotta admit. It's nice fighting alongside you for a change." Leo shared, kicking the Motorhead away.

Miwa smirked, then approached Raph, holding out a hand.

"You alright?" she asked.

"Just dandy." Raph remarked, batting her hand away before leapfrogging over her.

He engaged with the hook swords Elite, clashing a bit before the two locked weapons. After struggling for a bit, Raph snapped the swords with his sai. He then leapt into the air and hit the elite in the face with the blunt end of his sai, knocking him out.

…

Meanwhile, Hisako had her hands full with a group of Motorheads and the Kama elite. She was moving about a mile a minute, trying to keep ahead of the multiple enemies closing in on her. Just then, Donny vaulted over her and landed behind her knocking away every Motorhead standing in his way.

"Isn't that usually the other way around, Don?" Hisako quipped, her fans slicing through the chain of an oncoming kusarigama.

"What?" Donny asked, activating the double blades in his staff. "A turtle's not allowed to rescue his little sister?"

The two then jumped up in the air, performing nearly identical split kicks on some of the Foot Ninja before landing back to back.

"Never said that 'big brother'." Hisako joked.

…

Leo was facing down a few Motorheads himself. He did a split kick, taking two of them out.

"Hey guys!" Leo called out. "I finally perfected my split kick!"

Raph knocked a Motorhead out of the way, looking at his brother with a smirk.

"Sorry, I missed it!" he called.

"Do it again!" Miwa insisted, a Motorhead locked in a hold in her arms.

Two more Foot ninja attempted to attack Leo, only to join the first to on the ground as victims of his split kick.

"One more time!" Miwa and Raph called in unison.

He performed it once more, leaving an almost perfect ring of unconscious Motorheads around him. Miwa successfully knocked out the one she had in a headlock before giving Leo a grin.

"Saw that one!" She called. "And I give it a ten!"

She held up ten fingers as Raph held up all six of his, earning a chuckle from Leo.

"What, only a six?" He joked.

"Hey, it's all I got." Raph defended, blocking a punch from another Motorhead.

Mikey meanwhile, was bashing away at every Motorhead in sight. As the numbers began increasing, Mikey locked his Nunchucks together into a three piece. He then continued his assault with a grin.

"Betcha didn't see that coming now didja?" He gloated.

…

While the four turtles and their human sisters dealt with all of the underlings, Shredder marched through the battle undeterred, locking eyes with Splinter. The rat had not moved from his meditative position since the battle had begun, though his eyes watched Shredder with a steel-like gaze.

"I have looked forward to this for some time." Shredder told him. "I had thought that fate had robbed me of my vengeance, yet here you stand."

Splinter rose to his feet, his claws grasping tightly to his walking stick.

"I too believed you dead Saki." He commented. "Though in a way, I was right. The aniki I fought alongside died long ago. Now all that is left is the monster Shredder."

Shredder just growled at the words being thrown at him.

"Look closely at this 'monster' Yoshi," Shredder spoke. "For it is the last thing you will ever see!"

Shredder then raised his claw and brought them down on Splinter. However, seconds before they landed, Splinter brought his walking stick up to block the blow. His tail then wrapped around Shredder's left leg, yanking him off balance and onto the ground.

"As I said before, I have come to accept this form." Splinter jested, his tail unraveling and coming up like a weapon. "And all the benefits it grants me."

Shredder slowly got back up to his feet, growling as he did. Shredder then sprinted towards Splinter and tried delivering a series of blows to him. Splinter blocked the attacks with his stick.

…

Miwa and Leo were surrounded on all sides by the three elites that were still conscious, as well as about a half dozen normal foot soldiers.

"You know, as far as dates go, this is one of my better ones." Miwa joked.

"Have you been talking with Mikey again?" Leo asked annoyed.

One of the Elites attempted a swing at Miwa, forcing her duck. She used his forward momentum to launch him into the air, where she joined him, spin kicking him into Hun. The behemoth had just begun to regain consciousness before the flying Elite sent him back into dreamland.

"Hey, I just think it's funny that we were 'dating' all that time and it turns out we were siblings." She remarked.

"Yeah well I'm still kinda weirded out that I had a crush on my sister." Leo replied doing a jump kick to one Motorhead.

"Don't forget the fact that before that, we were her pets." Raph added, barreling through a group of motorheads like a wild bull. "She technically owned us."

Miwa shivered at that.

"Okay, now it just got even more awkward."

"We are not having this conversation right now!" Leo yelled.

"Well we can't exactly go to a family counselor Leo." Raph argued. "Six o'clock."

Both Miwa and Leo did a 180, punching the Elite coming at them at the same time.

"Look can we just talk about this later?" Leo asked.

"Whatever you say Leonardo." Miwa told him, ruffling his hair playfully. "Now come on, I think Hisako and Donatello could use a hand."

…

Back with Splinter, he kept on the defensive as Shredder delivered blow after blow. Though he had yet to receive any wound more grievous than a few minor cuts, he had been unable to get a blow in offense wise. Shredder was even being mindful of the tail and had nearly cut it off twice already. Shredder then tried kicking Splinter, but the rat master ducked under it and struck Shredder in the head with his stick. Shredder's helmet rang like a gong, disorienting him for a second. That was all Splinter needed. He quickly kicked Shredder in the stomach sending him flying. He hit the support of the water tower, denting it slightly. Growling, Shredder straightened up and jumped right back at Splinter.

…

Donny planted his staff into the ground, using it as an anchor to perform one of his favorite movie stunts.

"I've always wanted to try this!" He cheered as his foot connected with several Foot ninja at once.

"Nice one Don!" Hisako cheered.

"Thanks!" Donny replied landing on the ground.

Unfortunately for Hisako, cheering for her brother left her open for attack, something the Kama elite took advantage of. The Kama caught her across the back, the blade slicing right through her shell backpack and narrowly missing his skin. Her eyes went wide as she turned on the guy, stuffing falling from the large gash.

"Did you just break my shell?" she asked, her voice quiet and hard.

The Kama Elite didn't even have time to blink before Hisako's foot connected with his gut.

"This shell was a gift from my friends, and you destroyed it!" she screamed, upper cutting the poor guy. "Nobody destroys my turtle shell!"

Her next kick connected right in between the guy's legs, forcing him to fall to the ground in a high-pitched puddle of agony.

"Ouch." Mikey let out. "Think that might have been a bit excessive?"

"Not a chance." Raph remarked.

Hisako let out a snort of anger as she slid her backpack off, looking at it sadly. Miwa placed a hand on her shoulder in sympathy.

"We'll get you a new one after we kick their butts." she promised.

Hisako smirked, then she quickly tossed the remains of her backpack at the spear wielding Elite, catching him in a rain of white fluffiness. Temporarily blinded, he didn't see the two girls coming at him until they kicked him. Miwa's kick got him in the stomach while Hisako's connected with his face. The two landed, then exchanged high fives with one another.

"Glad you're on our side now." Hisako told her.

"You kidding, I'm glad you're on my side now!" Miwa exclaimed.

"You can braid each other's hair later!" Mikey called out, swinging his three piece staff around. "We've got butts to kick!"

"Right!" The two girls said in unison.

…

Back with Splinter, he finally seemed to be gaining ground in his fight against Shredder. His tail was darting towards him, attempting to find weak points in the armor while his staff kept the deadly claws at bay.

"Your forces are dwindling by the minute." Splinter noted, hoping to goad Shredder into making a mistake. "You are losing this battle, Shredder."

"Well then," Shredder replied. "It looks like after I am done with you, I'll have to take care of them myself."

"You could never beat me when we were younger, Saki." Splinter reminded him. "What makes you think that has changed?"

Shredder growled at that remark and tried pressing the attack. Splinter continued blocking the attacks until he back flipped near the edge of the roof. He then motioned Shredder to come towards him, and Shredder did so sprinting. Splinter waited until Shredder was right in front of him before ducking under his attack and tripping him up with his tail, sending him over the edge.

"As the old saying goes, the bigger they are, the harder they fall." Splinter remarked, turning his back on where Shredder had fallen.

Miwa looked back at Splinter, smiling a bit as he emerged victorious. However, that smile quickly turned to a look of horror as she screamed.

"Father! Look out!"

Splinter turned around, only to be impaled through the stomach by Shredder's claw. The sound of metal entering flesh caused all of the Hamato children to freeze, turning towards their sensei and father.

"Dad, no!" Miwa screamed.

"Sensei!" The turtles exclaimed.

"Splinter!" Hisako shrieked.

Splinter coughed blood as Shredder raised him up, still impaled upon his gauntlet.

"This has been a moment long overdue." Shredder declared. "The final death of Hamato Yoshi!"

With that, Shredder tossed Splinter off the roof, sending him falling to his doom. In that moment, it was as if the entire world was moving in slow motion. Hisako dropped her fans, running at full speed towards the edge Splinter had been tossed off of. Any Foot ninja or Elite that attempted to stop her was immediately intercepted by a turtle, all of them working together with one goal in mind, keep Splinter from hitting the ground.

Hisako dove over the edge, catching Splinter around the waist as she attempted to catch the fire escape of the adjacent building. The sheer force of her momentum combined with Splinter's added weight nearly wrenched her arm out of socket, but she didn't dare let go. Mustering every ounce of strength she could, Hisako pulled Splinter onto the fire escape, laying him down against the wall.

"Sensei!" she exclaimed, yanking off her vest and using it to try and staunch the bleeding. "Sensei, stay with me!"

She put pressure on the wound as tears filled her eyes.

"Sensei!"

"H… His… Hisako…" Splinter tried to say.

Hisako let out a huge sigh of relief as she cradled Splinter's face.

"Sensei, I'm here." she told him. "It's gonna be okay. Donny can get you fixed up no problem."

"You must…. Return to the battle." he told her. "Help… your brothers… help…. Miwa."

"I can't just leave you here, Sensei." Hisako insisted. "I can't! I just-"

Splinter placed one of his hands on hers, giving her a reassuring look.

"I will… be fine… go…"

Hisako's breath hitched, then she closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down and straightened up. Her hands, covered in the blood of her sensei, clenched tightly into fists as she looked up at the rooftop where her family was still fighting.

…

After Hisako had jumped over the side, both Mikey and Donny charged at Shredder, double kicking him in the stomach. He went flying backwards, skidding across the roof and causing some sparks to ignite as he did. He flipped onto his feet as Raph delivered a kicked to his head and Leo aimed for the knees. Shredder easily ducked out of the way of Leo's attack and then jumped to avoid Raph's.

"Still as weak and pathetic as the last time we fought." Shredder sneered. "Just like the rat you call father!"

Raph saw red at that comment and blindly attacked Shredder with his sai. Shredder caught Raph's downward attack, twisting the turtle's wrists and forcing him to drop his weapons. Leo's eyes went wide as he gripped his swords.

"Get off of him!"

The blue turtle ran at Shredder, jumping into the air and bringing his swords down in an arc. Shredder was forced to release Raph so he could bring his arms up in defense. While Leo kept his claws busy, Mikey jumped on his back, wrapping his three piece around Shredder's neck, hoping to incapacitate him. However, Leo was soon kicked into an approaching Donatello, then Mikey was flipped off Shredder's back and onto the semi-conscious Raph.

"Shredder!" Miwa shouted.

Shredder looked up, just in time to see Miwa coming at him with all her might. Her sword came down on his arms, then she began a barrage of blows at nearly impossible speeds. Shredder blocked each one of them, glaring at her.

"Have you forgotten that I am the one who trained you?" He questioned. "You hold no surprises for me, Karai."

"It's Miwa!" She screamed.

She attempted another blow, but this time, Shredder caught the blade. Her eyes went wide as her weapon was wrenched from her grasp and Shredder's hand came out, grabbing her by the throat. He then threw her aside, where she rolled and coughed, trying to regain her senses and breath. With her out of the way, Shredder glared down at the turtles with burning rage.

"I have tolerated you creatures for far too long." He snarled, lifting his bladed gauntlet. "It's time to end this!"

"SHREDDER!"

The entire building shook as a shockwave of power broke through the night. The turtles all went wide eyed, as did Miwa.

"Uh-oh, now you've done it." Mikey warned. "You've unleashed the beast."

Shredder turned to where the wave had originated as the turtles and Miwa all scrambled for cover. From the street below, surrounded in a halo of green light, Hisako came rising up, floating in the air. Shredder gasped at the sight, this being the first time he had truly witnessed Hisako's "Dark Phoenix mode".

"Nani-?" Shredder tried to ask.

Hisako thrusted her hand forward, her finger splayed. The resulting power sent Shredder flying across the roof and into the water tower, which by now way beginning to lean slightly from all the damage to its supports.

"This is for my brothers!"

Throwing her arm to the side, she sent Shredder, as well as the few Motorheads that hadn't been taken out already, into the roof access structure.

"This is for Miwa!"

She brought her hand up, then shoved it down hard, bringing Shredder and his cronies down on the roof hard enough to leave impressions in the concrete.

"This is for Master Splinter!"

She did it a second time, then slowly lifted Shredder up and straightened him. By now he was groaning in pain and it was clear that he was clinging to consciousness by a thread. Hisako forced him to look her in the eye as she spoke one last time.

"And this… is for ten years… of HELL!"

With one hard shove, Hisako sent Shredder flying off of the roof. She then released her power, allowing him to plummet to the ground with no one to catch him. However, she still wasn't done with him. She turned her sights on the water tower, squinting at it as she shoved both her hands towards it. When the turtles saw that familiar halo of light surround the tower, all of them went wide-eyed.

"Can she do that Don?" Leo asked nervously.

"In theory, it's possible." Don replied, eyes glued to the scene. "But the mental strain..."

That's when they heard the sound of metal tearing free of the concrete. Hisako moved over where Shredder had fallen, gazing down on him with a cold, merciless expression. Down below, he was attempting to crawl away, only to freeze when the shadow fell over him.

"Oops."

Hisako's power cut off and the tower dropped, shattering upon impact and flooding the entire street with hundreds upon hundreds of gallons of water. The turtles and Miwa all came to the edge so see the flooded wreckage, all of them shocked at everything that had just happened. Then Donny looked over at Hisako to see blood running down her nose like a waterfall.

"Hisako!" He shrieked.

The power Hisako had manifested faded away as her eyes rolled back in her head. She would have fallen, but Raph caught her before she did.

"Good job, sis." he told her. "Good job."

That's when the turtles heard the ever familiar sound of cracking stone as the building began to shake.

"Um, I think she broke the building again." Mikey commented with no small amount of fear.

"Then let's get out of here now." Leo declared.

"But what about dad?" Miwa asked. "Where'd Hisako leave him?"

Donny did some quick calculations as they got off the crumbling building.

"Best guess, the adjacent building that way." he hypothesized, pointing. "Probably on a fire escape."

"Then let's go get him!" Raph practically screamed.

…

They made it to the other building just a few seconds before the other came crumbling down. They braced themselves for a few second until the debris field passed. Once it passed, they got on the fire escape, only to find a distinct lack of their sensei.

"Don, I think your calculations were off." Mikey commented.

Before Donny could retort, his foot met something hard and wooden. He looked down to see Splinter's walking stick, resting on Hisako's blood covered vest. He bent down and picked them both up, a sinking feeling in his gut.

"Guys, look."

Everyone gathered around, all of them silent for a minute.

"Splinter was here." Donny realized. "But he's not anymore."

"You don't think someone took him, do you?" Mikey asked.

"One of the foot maybe?" Miwa suggested.

The idea made all of them all shiver in fear. About that time, a large group of sirens was beginning to approach their position, alerting them to the possible dangers.

"We need to disappear." Leo insisted.

"But Splinter-" Raph began.

"We'll find him Raph, but we're no use to him if we get caught, and we still have Hisako to take care off."

Raph looked at Hisako, whom he'd draped over his shell to make her easier to carry. He sighed then jumped off the fire escape towards a nearby sewer grate. Donny followed soon after, still holding the walking stick and the vest. Mikey came third, then Leo prepared to jump. Before he did, he placed a hand on Miwa's shoulder to comfort her.

"Splinter's tough." he told her. "He'll be fine, and we'll find him."

Miwa gave a small nod, then straightened up. Together, the two jumped off the fire escape and joined their siblings in the sewers.

…

A ways across town, the guardian Samson walked towards a large office building, passing a large sign that read 'Galactic Enterprises'. The doors opened automatically for him as a man with light purple hair greeted him. The man then gasped when he saw that Samson had someone with him.

"Samson, what is this?"

"I had no choice." Samson replied in a hurry. "He needs help now."

The man looked at Samson, then whistled. Two guards came and relieved Samson of the intended patient, running off with them as the man stared down Samson.

"You know that you are taking a large risk by doing this."

"I know." Samson replied. "But whatever comes of my actions, I will take full responsibility."

The man sighed, patting Samson on the shoulder as the two walked deeper into the building.

…

Emergency crews were sifting through the remains of the water tower, sighing as they did.

"Seems half the buildings in the city are falling down these days." One remarked.

"I hear ya." a second replied.

While they exchanged pleasantries, some of the rubble from the building shifted, allowing for Hun to pull himself free. The two crew members hadn't noticed him, and he used that to his advantage. He grabbed them both, smashing their heads together so the fell unconscious.

"Master." He called as he pushed large sections of the broken tower aside. "Master!"

He finally managed to locate the Shredder amidst the rubble. He pulled him free, yanking the helmet off his head. Though he was obviously in a lot of pain, and no doubt had many broken bones, he was still alive. Hun breathed a sigh of relief as he cradled his Master.

"Fear not, Master." Hun assured him. "This fight is far from over."

With that, he disappeared into the night, taking the Shredder with him.