Clarification: my friend blackmailed me into posting this.
italicized=Japanese
bolded=emphasis
co-written with sandwichqueen24
disclaimer: I don't own tmnt
Hiromi walked through the streets. She was on her way home from work. It was 10:00 pm and as dark as it would ever get in Tokyo. She reached in her pocket and fingered the necklace her middle child would be receiving that night. Katsumi had finished her training and was now a full kunoichi. She would be receiving her tattoos as well as her necklace, signifying who she was. Hiromi had five children. all girls.
Chikako, the leader, 16 years old, long black hair that she left free-flowing.
Izanami, the brains, 16 years old, floor-length black hair she kept in a high ponytail.
Katsumi, the muscle, 15 near 16 years old, short red hair swept across her face to one side.
Yukiko, the shadow, 15 years old, long brown hair kept in two high, ragged ponytails.
And last, but not least,
Keiko, the goof, 14 years old, ragged shoulder length blonde hair usually kept in two little girl braids on either side of her head.
Hiromi was proud of all her children, but tonight was for Katsumi. She looked up when the door of her small house appeared and smiled. She opened the door and walked in, noticing, with approval, the boxes already packed and up against the wall. They were moving to Manhattan, New York in the morning. She walked down the hall and heard raised voices, it sounded like Katsumi and Chikako were fighting again. She walked into the sitting room, and, sure enough, Chikako and Katsumi were in the middle of the room fighting.
nough!"
She yelled. Chikako had the grace to look ashamed, while Katsumi simply glared.
"Katsumi..."
She warned. Her hot-headed daughter sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Is it time?"
Izanami looked up from the book she was reading, Yukiko leaned against the wall, Keiko continued playing on the tablet. Hiromi nodded and moved towards Katsumi, noting her other daughters kneeling respectfully against the wall.
"Katsumi, you have proven yourself to be a warrior of rare strength and courage. Today you shall join Chikako and Izanami as a full kunoichi."
She paused here to pull out the necklace. She saw her two eldest fingering theirs.
Chikako's, on a long golden chain.
Izanami's, on a strand of beads.
She put the necklace on her daughter.
"This rune means rage. Indicating your fiery spirit. Call upon it when you need help." (激怒)
She stepped back and watched the red-head finger the black choker. Hiromi took Katsumi's left hand and used her magic to tattoo a symbol on her palm.
"Your spirit animal; the tiger. symbolizing strength and stealth."
Then she took the right hand.
"Fire. Your element. Use it well."
She said. Katsumi looked at her new tattoos in wonder.
"Chikako, as leader of this tteam, it is your responsibility to teach her how to channel her magic. I trust you to do it well."
Chikako nodded respectfully.
"Now get some sleep my daughters. We have a long journey tomorrow."