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Summary:

An ex TMNT artist/ animator is rather livid when the company fired him because he "went too far". When he discovers that he can enter the story of TMNT through his sketch pad, he becomes bent on the destruction of the turtles and joins the foot. Except he accidently dragged his intern and her 3 friends into the story as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything! Would I be writing fanfiction if I did? All I own is my OC

He starred at the letter several times before the words set in.

We are sorry to announce Mr. .Anthony Barks, but due to recent issues of conflicting opinion, you have been indefinitely laid off work. We require that you pack up your desk and animation station before 8:30 pm or all items remaining will be thrown in the trash. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Jeremy Stiffle

In other words he was fired. His life as a TMNT animator and story creator were over. Why you may ask? All of this started over an argument with his collaborator over weather the turtle Raphael should attack his brother Donatello in anger. He was all for it, not only would it effectively bring the story into the next show without left over strings, but it would also be expected by the way the previous shows had set up.

But the man he was arguing with was the boss's nephew and a "tattle-tale". He went to his uncle saying that he was disturbing the animation process and was a disturbance to other co-workers. And that is how he got to where he is now, packing up his animation desk.

He gave his life into the TMNT animation. Creating Karai and the foot ninja, the purple dragons, and his personal favorite Raphael. He didn't know why Raph was his favorite; they personally shared nothing in common. Anthony believed that he started liking Raph when he first got his intern almost two years ago this summer.

Her name was Samantha or "Sammy" for short. She came to the animation studio looking for a summer internship for school. While interviewing her, Anthony knew that she was something special. Sammy always had a smile on her face and lit up any room she walked into. She reminded him of his daughter, who unfortunately died along with her mother in a car accident.

Anthony's daughter, Chloe, was only seven at the time. A drunk driver lost control and pulled into the oncoming lane hitting his wife's car, instantly killing them both. Anthony was distraught over the accident, but through counseling and therapy, was able to get past the grief. Then Sammy came along.

Although Sammy was sixteen when she got the internship, she was just like Chloe. Maybe a little older and wiser, but just the same. And that's why Anthony liked her so much; she was his second chance at a family. He started looking out for her, becoming like a father for her. Sammy's father passed away when she was two years old, and she had no memories of him, but that was not the only tragic thing in her life. Samantha opened up to Anthony, telling him her past. Anthony was astounded to learn what Sammy went through. She was strong and tough, just like the turtle Raph, who was Sammy's favorite character.

Anthony hired her on part-time after her summer internship was over, and today two years later she was still working with him. In fact most of his ideas for Raph came from her. She knew the turtle better than anybody, and knew just how he should act, and at what time. The idea that he tried to pass to his superior, was indeed hers. She had come to him the previous night and told him her idea. At first he had said no, but she just kept begging until he finally said that he would try to get it into the story.

So this is her fault! His inner voice told him. If she never begged for the idea to be used, you would not have been fired!

He felt ashamed at himself for thinking that, but at the same time felt angry at the girl. It was her idea yet he was the one to get punished! He let his anger flow through him and cloud his mind. There was one thing he did have in common with Raph, and it was holding in his feelings. After the death of his family, going to therapist after therapist, he hated the idea of talking to any one.

He grabbed his sketch pad and his box of items and was about to leave when a knock came at his door.

"Can I come in?" Sammy's voice said through the door.

Anthony opened the door, items in hand, and walked passed Samantha without a second glance.

"I'm sorry!" she yelled. "If I knew that you would have been fired, I would have never suggested the idea!"

"Well it doesn't matter now, does it?" He yelled back, with anger in his voice and eye's.

Samantha shrunk back a little, now afraid of the man in front of her. "I'm sorry." Was all she could manage.

He was mad. Not just at Samantha, but at everything. At the drunk driver that killed his family, at his boss, at the TMNT, everything. It took all the strength he had, not to walk up to Samantha and hit her. He spun on his heels and headed towards the elevator, only glancing back at Samantha once to say:

"Have a nice life."

He said it quite bitterly and coldly, but he didn't care. He had no job, no family, the only thing he could do was go home and drink his sorrow away. Even though he knew that alcohol would only make him more miserable.

Once back at his apartment he threw his box in the corner of his living room, took his sketch pad and a bottle of tequila and sat on the couch and started to draw. He put all his sorrow, angst, hurt and misery into his newest comic sketch. It took a total of three hours to finish the sequence, the bottle of tequila now gone; he looked at his newest piece of work.

The foot had the teenage mutant ninja turtles in a cage, chained and bloody. Karai had her sword pointed to a girl's neck, who was indeed Samantha. All of this was taking place on the top floor of an abandoned construction sight. His finest piece of work if he did say so himself. It seemed so life like, almost real.

I wish this scene was real! Anthony thought out of anger. He was about to get up and grab a beer from the fridge when a red smoky light surrounded him. He tried to fight the smoke and get out of his apartment, but found himself falling at a rapid rate.

He landed with a thud. The smoke around him disappeared and he was shocked to see the scene in front of him. The foot surrounded the TMNT, who where chained and bloodied in a cage. He looked to his right and saw that Samantha was their also, but she did not have a sword to her neck, but was tied up and gagged next to three other girls.

I took a moment for Anthony to recognize them, but he knew the other girls. They were Samantha's friends; he knew that because they visited her at work every now and then inviting her to lunch. They were also gagged and tied up.

A woman walked up to him and announced her presence.

"I am called Karai! And I believe that I have you to thank for this little gift." She pointed to the turtles. "You have great power, maybe we can make a deal?" she asked.

He looked at the turtles, then at Samantha who was furiously shaking her head, then to the sketch pad in his hands. He wanted revenge, and this was his chance to get it, to finally see what being the "bad guy" was like. He looked up at Karai with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Yes I believe we can make a deal." Karai looked satisfied with his answer.

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