I don't own tmnt.
Under the busy, crowded streets of New York City, deep in the sewers, four teenage turtles were in the middle of the task of cleaning the grubby lair. The concrete walls, floor and spots of the ceiling were covered in pizza and other junk foods. The furniture in the den was completely hidden by giant piles of pizza boxes.
For their Mutation Day party, the turtles had agreed to have a pizza party. As you can probably tell from the state of the lair, it got pretty messy.
Master Splinter had exited the dojo to find the lair coated in cheese and toppings and had given the four teenagers the foul task of returning the lair to its previous, spotless glory. And so, as Raphael carried stacks of empty pizza boxes out of the lair and Donatello struggled to shove all the leftovers into the fridge, Michelangelo walked around the lair dusting the walls. Which was pretty much useless as they were still covered in cheese and bits of pepperoni. As for the oldest turtle, he was sitting in a lotus position in the dojo. As he had not participated in the party, he was not held responsible for the state of the lair. Master Splinter stood in the doorway of the dojo, watching his younger sons clean their home. Turning his head to see the meditating leader, he wondered why his oldest son never participated in any fun activities with his brothers. Memories of the accident flashed through his mind and he looked away from Leonardo, cursing himself for the misfortune that fell upon his family years ago.
As Leonardo meditated, he thought about all the lies he had told to the Hamato family just to keep his identity secret. All the hiding. out of habit, he hid his right foot under him.
It took three hours to completely clean the lair.
Leonardo and Master Splinter were meditating when April and Casey entered the lair. Raph, Donnie and Mikey were sprawled on the couch, not moving. "What happened here?" Casey asked. "Pizza party," was all Mikey said. Casey sat down on the couch to watch some TV while April went into the dojo to train with Master Splinter. She stood patiently waiting for the ninja master to notice her.
Leonardo was deep in his meditation when he heard a young girl scream. Before he could stop himself, he was cast into the memory. Rekka's screaming, King hissing as his fangs dripped venom into her wounds, the blonde woman shouting and begging. Leonardo snapped himself out of it, quickly stood and began to exit the dojo. Not noticing April, Leo walked straight into her, almost knocking her to the floor. She grabbed his shoulder to stay upright. Instantly, her mind was assaulted with fractions of Leo's pain. Gasping, April let go of her turtle friend, but before she could say anything, he was gone. Leo locked himself in his room and soon passed out from the mental strain of remembering.
In the dojo, April was too focused on Leo to pay attention to Master Splinter's demonstration of an advanced kata. She could still hear the screaming, ringing in her ears. Master Splinter soon let her go and April joined Casey, Donnie, Raph and Mikey on the couch. "Movie night!" Mikey shouted, starting the movie. "Where's Leo? Aren't you going to wait for him?" Casey asked, looking towards Leo's bedroom. "Leo never participates in movie nights or anything fun." Raph growled. "Why not?" April asked, she too looked to Leo's room. The atmosphere in the room plummeted. The two humans looked at their turtle friends, who were sad, slumped and in Mikey's case, crying. "Never mind," Raph said, regaining his posture, "Let's watch this movie."
In his room, Leo sat on his bed, his wrappings and mask were gone, revealing a dragon shaped birthmark on his right foot. He was flicking through a worn, navy blue book, filled with pictures and old photos. He paused on the last page. Stuck into the book was a photo of a family of three. A kind, gentle looking woman, A broad shouldered man who's head had been separated from his body, and a small five-year-old girl holding her new-born brother. Tears began to pool in Leo's eyes. Shoving the book back under his mattress, he lay down to rest.
Wow. Who's Rekka? Who's King? Who are the people in the photograph? Please leave a review. Helpful criticism wanted.