Once, when I was young my father had me promise him something.
"My son, you are the strongest of your brothers, and by far the most passionate and most protective." His eyes were black as night and very old, but still so full of life.
"Will you promise me something my son?"
"Of course father, anything!" even as a child I always wanted to make my father proud, do anything he asked, anything for my family.
"I need you to protect your brothers." His voice was soft but expecting.
"I always do." I said confused, didn't he know this already?
"I know my son; I speak of in the future. One day you may face an enemy that is to strong for your brothers. Promise me you will, no matter what, protect them." My father's eyes shown with a worry and pain that I had never before seen in him.
"I promise father, no matter what."
Now here I am, ten years later, running across the roof tops of New York. Hopping I don't break that promise. If only I had listened to Leo and not run after that Foot ninja. After Don's call I know their in trouble, but not exactly sure where they are.
"Faster!" I yell in my mind "you have to hurry!"
Finally after what seems like forever I see them. Their trapped on a warehouse roof surrounded by Foot ninja. Leo's holding his own against about twenty of them, but I know he's starting to tire. Don's backed against the roof door, barely keeping back what looks like ten. Mikey is dancing around like a kid, using his speed to keep out of reach and making quick attacks. I'm one rood away now when I see Donny get over powered. They have him pinned against the roof and are tying him up.
"What, shredder not happy killin' us? Wants us as prisoners too?"
Pure rage flows through me as I see one ninja bash Mikey in the back of his head with a sword hilt.
