Hey everyone, my mind is flooding with ideas. I have one story with like four chapters (I kind of lost interest but maybe I'll try to revive it) I have a SAINW idea I want to do (having a hard time getting it started) and I thought of a prequel to Life Just Got Weird about Leo's and Karai's time as captives and I have to finish/work on Life Just Got Weird (I'm just going to start calling it LJGW). I really want to get something done and this little two shot popped in my head. Tell me how you like it!
Disclaimer: If I did own TMNT, a lot of bad stuff would happen and I would end up being targeted in a Purgeā¦
(Important Info:
There aren't going to be any evil mutants in here because I have a hard time getting them right and, for another reason I can't say, because it will spoil something. Also, the Foot is going to be actual people instead of robots like in the 2012 series. There will also be more than three Purple Dragon members.)
Leo's P.O.V
Tonight is going to be frustrating. I can already tell. Yesterday, we fought off Shredder's goons again and my brothers were still kind of celebrating, which often leads to some of us (usually Raph) being a little rebellious. I have to admit, I'm still feeling very confident about us since that night; however, something has been eating me away. That whole fight was just too easy. They all seemed to be more easy. Are they planning something? Or am I just being paranoid?
I think Master Splinter got tired of us running around the house because he brought up going on patrol. We were all up for it; after all, it is hard to play tag and stuff inside the Lair. It wasn't long before we were halfway across New York City. I'm surprised no one has woken up and went to see what all the noise was about. We were not really in our ninja mode right now. We were more into our teenager mode, doing whatever we could for excitement and fun.
After a few minutes, I realize my mind has been wandering more and more to the Shredder. What if he was planning something? What if I'm really missing something here? I try to ignore it; but the more I ignore it, the more it comes back. This goes on for a couple hours until I decide to look at my phone. If we go home now, we would go home earlier than we usually do, but we have been out here for a while with nothing happening.
"Hey guys!" I call out.
My brothers stop running and yelling to turn around and look at me, smiles on their faces. I bite my lip and hope they don't see it. I don't want to sound too paranoid, but I really want to head back. I can always make it up to them later by having us stay out a little bit longer next time.
"I think we should head back. We have been out here for a while and nothing has really happened yet," I say, trying to sound casual.
"Come on, Fearless Leader," Raph yells back. "Relax for once and have some fun!"
My brothers have told me before I have always been "uptight" and stuff like that. It kind of came with the job of being leader and older brother, I guess. I want to do everything I can for my brothers, and time often slips through my fingers and I do forget to enjoy myself a bit. I think Raph's trying to help me out right now (or he just wants to enjoy himself more, I'm not sure) but this feeling is really driving me crazy and I wish he didn't.
"Yeah, dude! The night's still young!" Mikey yells, jumping over a pipe or something on the roof.
Donnie looks at his phone before looking at me. "How about we go talk to April for a bit and then we head home? We haven't seen her for a while."
I roll my eyes and smirk. That's probably why he wanted to come out here in the first place. "Fine, but just for a bit."
Mikey cheers and I hear him or Raph say something about "taking the long way there." I groan but decide not to push it. This is also their night, they deserve to have a bit of fun tonight.
I try to loosen up a bit and start doing flips and other tricks as we travel from roof to roof. After all, we have been out here for a while and nothing has happened yet. Maybe they are all at their hideout making a new plan. Maybe I am being paranoid. I mean, it might be a while until this opportunity comes up again, might as well try to enjoy it, right? I allow a smile to cross my face as I do another flip in the air and hear my brothers laugh up ahead. It's not long until I hear Mikey yelp and see Raph chase him down. That didn't take long.
I realize we actually are taking the long way to April's house. If we wanted to be quick, we could be heading home by now. I guess I didn't realize it sooner because I'm not leading. I'm following my brothers. It's kind of weird not leading this time, but I don't mind. I shouldn't be the leader for everything, right?
We are probably just a couple blocks from April's when I hear it. Footsteps. Loud breathing. Weapons.
"Hold up, guys!" I yell.
"What's it now, Leo?" Raph yells back, sounding annoyed.
I don't answer. My serious look shuts him up along with my other brothers. I think they start hearing it too because I see some them slowly going for their weapons. I do the same, wanting to grab my swords but not scare the enemy and start something. I keep my eyes on the shadows near us, waiting to see some sort of movement. I start to wonder if they are ever going to attack when I see it. The moonlight reflecting off of something metal in the distance. Something that was coming straight for us.
"Look out!" I warn my brothers.
Mikey yelps and jumps away. Sure enough, an arrow sticks in the ground, right where he was standing a couple seconds ago.
As soon as the arrow pierces the ground, Foot ninjas jump to the roof we are standing on, coming from all directions. I unsheathe my swords just in time to block a sword that was aiming for my head. Putting all my strength in my arms, I push him back and give him a good kick in the gut. I try to look for my brothers but I can't even see any green through the dark, black fog.
I guess I had a reason to be paranoid.
I'm trying my best to fight off everyone I can with so little room. I end up getting one of my Katanas knocked out of my hand and kicked from me. I can only imagine how Donnie is doing with what little space he has with his six feet Bo staff. Soon the rooftops are covered with unconscious ninjas. I'm doing my best to give them some scratches or bruises so I only scare them off or knock them unconscious. We have always have been taught to value life, which can be very difficult when you are a ninja with swords.
After kicking another Foot ninja in the head, I turn around to look at our situation. I notice at least half of the ninjas are unconscious or made a break for it. I also see that my brothers look just as exhausted as I feel. I look at the remaining ninjas and start to think that if we make a run for it we can get away fast enough. I decide to risk it. Even if they do follow us, we can at least find a new battlefield that works in our favor or at least give us more room.
"Turtles, let's get out of here!" I call to my brothers, cutting another ninja's arm before running and jumping from the roof.
I can hear my brothers' footsteps behind me and I can't help but be thankful no one is complaining or giving me a hard time. I'm not even sure where I am leading my brothers, but I know it's better than here. I jump from roof to roof, go down fire escapes, zig zag through the streets, until I make a sharp turn into an alley and stop. My brothers are right behind me and we lean against the wall, catching our breaths. I don't hear the Foot, so I decide to look at my brother's injuries.
Mikey has a pretty nice sized cut on his right arm and bruises all along his face. He is breathing hard and I see he has a cut on his temple. Sweat is practically dripping off his body as he leans against the wall with his hands on his knees. I notice he only has nunchucks in his left hand with the nunchucks for his right hand in his belt. The cut on his arm must have limited his movements and he decided to put his nunchucks in his belt. Or I'm at least guessing. His mask is also slightly crooked and I'm surprised he hasn't fixed it yet. Usually our masks being out of place drives us crazy.
Donnie seems to be looking at his injuries. He has cuts and bruises like all of us, but I'm more concerned about his left leg. He doesn't seem to really be putting any pressure on it and every time he moves it, I see his face form into a grimace. I'm guessing he sprained it or pulled a muscle really bad. His Bo staff isn't out so I'm wondering if he had a hard time working with it so he gave up and put it out of harm's way. He also had a small cut just below his neck that causes my blood to freeze. If who ever caused it went deeper, who knows what could have happened to Donnie. Luckily, they didn't and the cut doesn't look serious.
Next is Raph. He seems to have a few more cuts than us, but none looked too serious. Although, the cut above his left eye looked like it hurt and was bleeding pretty bad. He was leaning his head against the wall and looking up, whether he was just looking at the sky or looking for ninjas, I don't know. I am glad he has both of his weapons, which is more than I can say for me. I should go back after this is over and see if I can find it. Raph's feet looked red and I wonder if it's because some of the ninjas stepped on them. That's the problem not wearing shoes. You wouldn't believe how many times our feet get stepped on during a fight. It's so common, we almost don't notice it.
Before looking at my own injuries, I look down the street. I still don't see or hear them which bothers me. They aren't the type to just give up when their targets run away; especially when they are winning. While looking, I try to focus on where some of the pain was radiating from my body. My right wrist hurt, maybe from when my Katana got knocked out of my hand, or it could be something else, I don't know. It's hard to tell when you are hurt in battle because you have all that adrenaline pumping through your blood. I think I'm in pretty good condition besides other cuts and bruises.
"Are they gone?" Donnie asks, breaking the silence.
"For now," I say.
"They just gave up?" Mikey asks, not believing it.
"Yeah, we ran away and they got scared and decided to let us win," Raph says, sarcastically; but I can tell he is just as confused as the rest of us.
"Guess we should have headed home early, huh?" Mikey says, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
"Yeah," I say, focusing my attention on the street. They had half of their team to keep fighting, why stop when they had the upper hand? I turn around when I hear someone crack their knuckles and laugh. At the end of the alley coming toward us, is a group of Purple Dragon members.
"Well, well, well," one of them says. "Looks like the Foot was right. All four of those turtles are here."
Oh, that's what happened to the Foot, they decided to get help. I wonder if that's what they have planned all along. Maybe they wanted to send a whole bunch of ninjas after us to slow us down then have someone else take us down. But why not just finish us themselves?
"Take 'em down, but don't kill them all. The Shredder said he will give us extra for bringin' 'em alive."
Oh course. Any greedy man that gets offered money will work ten times harder than they normally would.
"Well, this night just got a lot more fun," Raph says, pushing off the wall and pulling out his Sais. I can't tell if he's being sarcastic again or not. "Let's get this over with shall we?"
The Dragons let out a yell and come for us. I see Donnie pull out his Bo staff and Mikey swing his nunchaku before giving out his traditional battle cry (I will let you guys decide if it's Booyakasha or Cowabunga).
My grip tightens on the hilt of my Katana and lunge forward, joining the battle. My sword connects to a metal baseball bat. I push away in time to dodge a metal chain that tries to make connection with my arm. I run up to the guy with the chain and kick him before doing a back flip. I dodge a strike from the guy with the baseball bat before hitting him in the head with the hilt of my Katana, knocking him out.
One with a long knife comes toward me but I flip over his head and knock his feet out from under him. As soon as I get up, another chain comes flying my way and wraps around my sword. Before I can react, they are pulled from my grip. I go for him until I am blocked by a guy with a metal pipe. He swings it for my head but I dodge and kick him in the chest. He isn't down for the count though. He sends a kick in my direction and I grab his foot. In response, he tries to hit me with his pipe. I dodge, which causes me to pull his foot with me and makes him start to lose his balance. I expertly twist his leg, causing his own body to flip and fall to the ground as I let go of his foot.
Movement catches my eye as I see Raph be kicked into a wall by a pretty big Purple Dragon. Raph slides down the wall and rubs his head. The Purple Dragon walks toward Raph, a large knife in his hand. It doesn't take a genius to know what's going to happen; but I can't get to them. They are at the other end of the alley; the Dragon can have Raph's head rolling in the street by the time I get there. I shutter at the thought. Time seems to slow as I look around for something to help me with. I used all my ninja stars in the fight with the Foot. There has to be something here that can help me.
In slow motion, I watch Mikey fight a Purple Dragon that is on top of him. Mikey can easily take him down, but he can't help Raph. He probably wasn't even aware Raph was in danger. Donnie is handling two Purple Dragons, swinging his Bo staff and about to knock one off his feet. Again, I don't think he was aware of Raph's situation either. My eyes swim around the alley, trying to find anything to save my brother. ANYTHING. Then I find it, lying in the middle of the alley, no one even close to it.
A gun.
I hate guns. I always have and my family knows it. Raph has taken us to the docks once to show us how to use guns. Raph doesn't mind them and almost acts like Donnie around them, wanting to know all he can about them. How they work, how many kinds, anything. Mikey doesn't really hate them but doesn't really want to use one. Donnie is the same way, but just would only try a couple times. I guess we all kind of picture guns equal to kill and death. I fired one once (with a lot of persuasion with Raph) and learned/watched how to use it, but that is the only time I ever lifted a gun.
I turn to see the man getting closer to Raph, lifting the knife higher and getting ready to strike. I look back at the gun. It was my only option. I asked for anything, and I got something. Besides, I cannot let my brother die. Time speeds up again and I roll to the gun, cocking it and lifting it up so it points at the man.
"Hey!" I call.
I don't know how the Purple Dragon knows I'm talking to him, but he turns around and looks at me. His eyes land on the gun and widen. He looks at me. His eyes are so wide they look like they will fall out. His eyes are so full of fear they look like a five-year-old who is afraid of storms in the middle of a hurricane. I don't give him time to speak.
I pull the trigger.
A loud bang fills the street.
The fighting goes quiet and I can almost feel them freeze at the sound.
(It may be a while for the second part since I am still working on LJGW and I don't really have any ideas for it, but I will do my best ;) tell me what you guys think! See ya around!)
