The Fifth Turtle Chapter One
By Henry Raiden
Author's Note: This story takes place in the 1987 Ninja Turtles universe. Although Venus De Milo was a character that appeared in Next Mutation, and not the original series. Her character was rewritten to fit in with the cartoon universe, so please don't spam me with comments saying I got her character wrong. Also, yes, I made Splinter refer to the turtles as his sons; I honestly feel like Splinter has a more father-and-son relationship with the turtles. This is basically my retelling of Next Mutation; if it actually WAS a sequel to the original cartoon. Please give me constructive criticism (insulting me and my work won't solve anything.) I want to improve on my writing. Thank you and I hope you like my story.
"Hey, Master Splinter..." Leonardo uttered as he walked into Splinter's room. "Yes, my son?" the wise rat answered to his adopted son. "Master, is it possible that I can one day taught someone like you did?" Leonardo asked. "Why you ask, my son?" Splinter questioned. "Well, I was always the leader of the group, a person who works out strategies for the team. I wanted to know if I can be a teacher to someone some day." Leonardo explained to his father. Splinter knew how seriously Leonardo took the idea of being a teacher, and smiled. "I'm pretty sure someday you can find a student. But first, they must embrace who you are and not force you away." He explained to the blue-cladded turtle. "I guess you're right, Master." Leonardo smiled himself, but was a bit upset. Finding an open-minded person was really difficult; there were people like Burne trying to pass him and his brothers off as villains, and never appreciate what they do for the city and humanity in general. Granted, there were people who were accepting of the turtles, like April, Irma, Zach, Casey, and Vernon, even though he was incredibly rude to them. So far the turtles got along with other mutants; sadly it was rare that the turtles would run into one, which depressed Leonardo even more. He really hoped that he could find someone not only to teach, but to bond with.
Meanwhile, Shredder was sitting in his chair in the technodrome, waiting for Krang to finish up a batch of mutagen he has been brewing. Krang interrupted Shredder's train of thought. "Saki!" the large brain screeched at him. "Don't call me Saki, and what is it?!" Shredder growled. "I just finished the next batch of mutagen, you better not mess it up this time!" Krang yelled at him. Shredder grinned, knowing that his plan is now in progress; he figured that if he couldn't destroy the turtles, he would make his own turtle. "Perfect. Bebop and Rocksteady are on a mission to get a turtle." Shredder said in a sinister tone. "Hopefully they won't mess up." Krang grumbled, remembering the last time the two mutants went up to the surface. "Those two bumbling morons may be screw-ups, but this scheme is so simple, even those lousy mutants can't mess it up, and besides, I think that one failed experiment you created will make up for the trouble it caused me!" Shredder laughed. The plan was just perfect, all they had to do was wait for Bebop and Rocksteady to return and they would be set.
