I APOLIGIZE FOR THIS. I REALLY DO. IT'S JUST...
WELL, I'M A NERD, TO THE TENTH DEGREE. LITERALLY. ANYWAY, ENJOY.
~LEOFAN221
Aahh, katas. That string of random moves that may, or may not, save your life in a battle.
You just never know, though. So, I guess that's why Leo does them all the FREAKING TIME!
Almost all of his spare time is spent preforming these strings of moves.
It's kinda sad, really, but, I mean, he feels responsible for our fate, for some reason. Probably 'cus Master Splinter placed him in the position of leader.
I know what you're thinking.
I'm the eldest. So the position should go to me, right?
WRONG!
It totally belongs to Leo. He's just...one of those people that naturally fit into the leader-thing.
But, back to the matter at hand.
Hi, I'm Asami Hamato.
But you already knew that, right?
Right now, I'm meditating in the living room.
First mistake of the day.
I probably SHOULD have been training, maybe even sparing, with Leo.
IF I had known how the day would progress, I would have been actually doing something, but obviously, hind-sight is 20-20, so...*sigh*
"Falling Rain Kata." Leo spoke calmly, announcing which kata he was doing to no one in particular.
"The way of harmonizing oneself, in action. This is the spirit of Yia-do, the mind, body, spirit, and weapon, working in harmony." Splinter said, probably talking to me. I could just picture Leo doing the Falling Rain, because he's done it so many times. The twists, turns, and swings, finished by a warrior's salute(raising the sword so that the shard part of the blade points out toward the audience, which I find stupid. It looks like you're gonna kill 'em, or something)
"Balance is all." Splinter continued, causing my concentration to shatter to the point where meditating was useless, so I simply sat in the lotus position, watching my brother. Suddenly, Mikey's head appeared from the couch.
"I love comics." He said dreamily. "Do you wanna know WHY I love comics, Leo?" He asked excitedly. "I KNOW you wanna know." He continued with the same tone. Splinter tapped his cane on the floor, like he does when he's not happy.
"Michelangelo, enough!" Splinter said sternly. "Leonardo is training! You may join him as you seem to have too much free time on your hands!" Splinter continued, tone almost icy, but Splinter would NEVER use icy tones with us, but there have been times when we've angered him to the point that he uses a little bit cooler tones with us.
Mainly Mikey, sadly.
Anyway, when the word 'training' was spoken, Mikey got this horrified look on his face, like he KNEW he was in trouble.
Desperate to get out of training, he pretended that Donnie, who was talking to April about something or other, had called for him.
"Coming Donnie!" He cried, and ran over. Then, the ground started shaking, as if we were having an earthquake.
Anyone else getting the sense of De-ja-vu, here?
Just me? Really?
Shame, 'cus that is something we all need.
A better sense of things.
Buutt, that energy thingy looks hauntingly familiar.
Oh, no.
Oh, crap.
We. Are. Dead.
So. Very. Dead.
That's...the Ultinate Draco-thingy!
"Master Splinter, what's going on?" Leo asked, as if we could expect out father to have all the answers.
Which, I admit, he usually does, but even he couldn't have known what was coming to get us.
"We've seen that kind of energy before..." Donnie said, sounding almost miserable.
He probably should.
We are facing a monster, with the Time Scepter.
Not something to toy with.
It controls time and space, no joke.
It is an extremely dangerous thing, if inside the wrong hands.
And it definitely was in the worst hands imaginable.
Literally.
They were disgusting.
Really disgusting.
As if on Que, Ultimate Draco came through the portal.
If you have no idea what he looks like, I will be my best to describe him.
The face belonging to Draco(which is a dragon head, BTW) was somehow on his chest, with the masked(thankfully) face of the Daimio's son on the shoulders. He was wearing the same purple cloak that the son wore, and one leg was a bough-er version of the son's leg, complete with ninja boot and hakama pants.
Just the leg of the pants.
Don't ask me how that's possible, 'cus I don't know.
He also had four arms, the bottom two of which were winged. In the top two, well, one of them, he held the Time Scepter.
It looks basically like an hourglass on a fancy stick.
Basically, but that's the best I can do at describing it.
"Draco!" Splinter growled in surprise at seeing his enemy intruding in our lair.
"And the Daimio's son. This is what we told you about, Master Splinter." Leo pointed out, trying to provide a little clarity to the situation. Leo had spent almost hours talking to Master Splinter about what we had seen after our last encounter. "they merged somehow, combined together!"
"That's redundant, and not very clear!" Lupa cried over the sound of the energy from the portal's crackling and buzzing.
"All into one ugly package!" Raph added, coming from the back room, where he had most likely been talking motorcycle and trash with Casey.
They do that a lot, the two of them.
It's so cute!
"We told you we would return. We TOLD you we would have our revenge." The villain monologues, with that extremely creepy double voice the guy has going on.
Not missing a beat, Raph drew his Sai.
"Revenge THIS, whackbag!" He yelled, jumping right at the floating figure.
Swing and a miss for Raphael, as he's frozen with the scepter's power of time, and grabbed by Draco's tail, and thrown into a pillar, knocking our 'sewer, sweet sewer' sign down, but he got up quickly, as the villain continued monologuing.
"As if you could simply fight us. We control time and space, with Lord Simultaneous' Time Scepter."
Really?
I feel certain Raph hadn't noticed.
Thanks for rubbing our disadvantage on our face.
"We are unbeatable!" The villain exclaimed, firing the Scepter up. It glowed with a light blue light.
Uh-oh.
"Someone! Quick! Grab the-" Donnie cried desperately as he jumped to follow his own command, as we all jumped, but suddenly, there was a bright flash, and I thought I felt myself...shifting, like I was whoosing through time, and probably space, too.
Time was warped, and stretched to such a degree that I was incapable of keeping track of it.
Then, as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped, and I was left to gape in wonder at the scene before me.
MWAHAHAHAHA!
WHERE WAS ASAMI SENT?
WHY WAS SHE GAPING?!
WAS IT IN A GOOD WAY, OR NOT?!
AND LAST, BUT CERTIANLY NOT LEAST, WHAT IS GOING ON?!
FIND OUT NEXT TIME!
BYE NOW!