Hey everyone and welcome to the sequel of Mutant Vigilantes. I strongly recommend that you read that story first, because there may be a few things that ain't that well explained here. And this is a direct sequel.
Anyway I hope that you're looking forward to this story, because I know I am, so let's kick things off, shall we.
Ancient Legacy
Chapter 1
It was a clear night in May, and the moon shone on the city of New York. A truck stood by an electronics store and a group of people carried boxes between the shop and truck. It was not uncommon that many stores resupplied during the nights, but this store had already been restocked earlier. The men had broken into the shop and were emptying it as they carried the goods to their truck. They were dressed in various clothes and it was easy to see that they were either hoodlums or gang-members, the fact that all of them carried either a mark on their clothes or a tattoo was a clear sign that they were gang-members The symbol used were that of a purple serpentine dragon, most often shaped similar to the letter S.
It was none other than the Purple Dragons, the largest and most powerful gang in all of New York.
"How much do you think this hit will get us?" asked one of the thugs as he placed the last box in the back of the truck.
"I'd say at least six month in jail and one major ass-kicking!" said a strangely glad voice from the roof of the truck. The gang-members looked up and saw a humanoid turtle wearing an orange mask, protective pads on the knees and elbows, a belt and armed with a pair of nunchaku.
"It's one of them fucking freaks!" said another thug.
"He's no freak. And he's not alone." said a confident voice from behind the truck as two more turtles stepped into the light, wearing the same outfit as the first one save for the color of the masks. They had blue and purple masks and were armed with katanas and a staff respectively.
"So how do you guys wanna do this? The easy way, or the hard way?" said another voice as yet another turtle walked into view on the other side of the truck, dressed in a red mask and armed with two sais.
The aggressive turtle was accompanied by a humanoid lizard with a slender, feminine body. She had long brown hair tied back with a pink headband, a black top with a pink floral pattern and a matching loincloth, short tights, fingerless gloves reaching to her elbows and knee high leg warmers or similar, all in black. In her hands she held two fans with sharp metal blades.
"Get them!" yelled one of the gang-members, as they drew their own weapons, consisting of knives, baseball bats, pipes, chains and other objects, and charged at the reptiles.
It wasn't a fair fight, despite that the gang-members were twice as many as the reptiles, they were not much of a challenge.
The blue-masked turtle easily disarmed two of the thugs with his katanas and kicked away one of them so he could focus on the other one.
The turtle on the truck delivered a jump kick to the chest of the nearest Purple Dragon, sending him to the ground, while whirling his nunchaku at the others.
A swift jab with the staff knocked the knife out of the hand of a spiked haired guy, and a swipe from the purple-masked turtle's staff sent the thug the same way.
The female lizard and red-masked turtle fought side by side, the turtle using his sais to snatch a chain from one guy and using the extra weight to strengthen his punch, he then knocked the next guy unconscious. At the same time the lizard lady moved gracefully as if she was dancing, striking out at whichever thug that was within reach, easily disarming them with her fans and knocking them off their feet with her own feet and tail.
After a short while, the gang-members were unconscious.
"Well, I guess that's that, Leo." said the purple-masked.
"Seems that way, Donnie" the blue-masked one answered. "Okay, let's tie them up. Raph and Mona, see if you can find some rope. Mikey, help me round up these punks."
The red-masked turtle and lizard started searching the truck after any kind of rope or similar, while the turtle with the orange mask dragged an unconscious thug to a streetlight near the shop.
In the meantime, the purple-masked turtle or Donnie as he was called, searched through one of the unconscious Purple Dragons for money. A necessary evil, but they might need the money some day, and it's not like they could take a part time job to earn some cash. Besides, the Purple Dragon gang is nothing more than criminals, so the money probably wasn't theirs to begin with.
However, while Donnie looked through a wallet he found, the spike haired punk that he knocked down earlier woke up. He got back on his feet after picking up his knife and walked silently towards the unsuspecting turtle.
But before he even got close, a sixth figure leaped out from an alley and kicked him in the chest sending him backwards several meters. This caught the attention of the reptiles who turned around. Between them and the punk with spiky hair stood yet another female lizard. She was dressed in a red turtlenecked t-shirt and a pair of short red tights, had a large ponytail of reddish brown hair and similar pads as the turtles on her knees and elbows. In each hand was a dagger and she had a quiver of arrows on her back.
"I hope that you don't mind me cutting in." she said with a smile as she winked at Donnie.
"Sephie! What a pleasant surprise." Donnie said in response.
"What the hell?" said the punk as he was helped up by two other gang-members who had woken up just before he landed near them. "Another fucking lizard whore!"
"You should not have called me that." Sephie said "My mate don't like it when people insult me."
"Oh yeah, and which one of these freaks would that be?" the spike haired punk said as he waved his knife at the reptiles, with his two friends standing on either side of him.
Then he heard the sound of someone landing after jumping, followed by two punching sounds. He caught sight of how his two wingmen fell to the ground unconscious.
"The one that stands behind you." Sephie said with a smile while crossing her arms.
The guy turned around, expecting to see another turtle or lizard, but was met by the sight of an over two meters tall, red-scaled humanoid dragon with black shorts. He was shocked to say the least. In an attempt to defend himself, the spike haired thug slashed at the dragon with the knife, leaving a long cut across the chest. But the dragon didn't even blink, he merely raised an eyebrow and gave the punk an 'Okay, now what?' look. And when the cut on the chest healed itself seamlessly, the thug understood why.
Dropping knife, the thug put on a nervous smile and tapped the tips of his index fingers against each other.
"Ehm... is there any chance that we could talk about this as civilized people?"
"Nope." said the large reptile, shortly before he punched the guy straight in the face, knocking out both him and several of his teeth.
"That was fun." the dragon said walking over to the other reptiles "So how are you guys doing?"
"Not too bad, Tyroth." Leo answered "It's good to see you two again. Do you mind helping us clean up here before anymore of these creeps wake up?"
A few minutes later, the police arrived at the scene and saw ten beaten gang-members all tied up to the streetlights and a truck filled recently stolen electronics.
"Seems like someone already dealt with this bunch. Again." said a middle-aged female cop.
"I sure wish we knew who does this all the time." said her junior partner.
"Probably best if we don't know that, Barbra. We might have to lock them up too, and I'm sure there's many in jail who are holding a grudge against these vigilantes."
"So, what are you two doing in here in New York?" Mona asked as they walked through the sewers.
"It was rather calm back in Chicago, so we thought that we should pay you a visit." Sephie answered "You know, hang out a for a few days, maybe watch some movies, beat up thugs and the like."
"Regarding the movie-watching, the snacks are on us." said Tyroth. He carried a cloth sack over his left shoulder, from which the familiar rustling of snackbags could be heard whenever the sack hit his wings.
"Awesome!" Mikey said.
"It sounds like a good idea," said Leo "But we still have some training to do first." Mikey sighed out of disappointment at Leo's statement.
"Speaking of which, Leo." said Tyroth "You guys let your guard down back there. I hope you're not losing your touch."
"That is why we need to train some more tonight, so that we don't loose our edge. We can't afford to get sloppy. And, by the way, thanks for the assist."
In the lair, master Splinter was sitting in his room with a cup of herbal tea and enjoyed the peace and calmness of the almost empty lair. Still, he was always a bit worried when his students went topside. Worried that they might be discovered, hurt or even killed, of which the latter had almost happened on a few occasions. He was confident that they could handle themselves, he had trained the four turtles in ninjutsu for almost twenty years and Mona had nearly as much training in various martial arts from when she was human, and on top of that, she had received the same ninja training as the turtles for about two years now. But as the adoptive father of the turtles, and basically the father in law to Mona, he would always be worried about his children.
The sound of the door to the lair opening caught the old rats attention and he walked out his room. After a short walk he reached the entrance.
"Hey, master!" Mikey said "I hope you don't mind that we brought back some guests."
Splinter directly caught sight of the ones Mikey referred to.
"Tyroth. Sephie. Now this is a surprise."
"Hello Splinter, good to see you again." said Sephie "We're planning on staying here for about a week, if that's okay with you, that is. We don't want to be a burden or anything."
"Nonsense, child. The two of you are always welcomed here. Please, make yourselves at home."
"You know where the guestroom is, I hope." said Leo, to which Tyroth and Sephie nodded. "We'll be in the dojo if you need anything."
After dropping of their things in the guestroom, Tyroth and Sephie walked over to the dojo, where Mona and the turtles preformed various moves that Splinter called out. This went on for about an hour, during which Sephie mimicked some of the moves every now and then. Tyroth only watched.
Once the training was over the turtles and Mona did a few stretches and left the dojo together with Splinter. Sephie and Tyroth.
"Tyroth," Splinter started "I noticed that you do not have your sword. Is it still broken?"
"Yeah, and that's a real shame. It was a good sword. The battle against Overlord took a heavy toll on it. But during the days after Christmas, Sukiwara Haito came by to wish us a merry Christmas. He said that he could repair my sword, but it would take some time. So as far as I know it's currently in Japan."
"I am sure that it is in good hands."
"Movie time!" Mikey shouted as he claimed the couch. After a few minutes Sephie and Tyroth had prepared several bowls of popcorn, chips and dip, while Donnie and Mona decided on a few movies from their collection. Splinter had retired to his room for some meditation before he would go to sleep.
"Snacks this way, guys." Mikey said as the movie started.
"Not until we've had our share Mikey." said Raph "You barely leave anything for us if you get first dibs on the snacks."
Slightly disappointed, Mikey turned his head to Tyroth who sat on the floor next to the couch. He had his own bowls of snacks and dip, both red.
"Hey, can I have some?" he asked.
"Sure, but I don't think you'll like it." Tyroth answered.
"Really? What are you having?"
"Habanero chilis and some form of hot sauce, not sure what kind, but it's hot alright." he said as he ate a few dipped chilis, with no signs of the strong heat that he should feel.
"Dude, how can you eat that?! You should be burning up from the inside!"
"Mikey, I'm a fire-breathing dragon-mutant. Some spicy food won't harm me. Still want some?"
"Eh... no thanks. I'll just wait for the other bowls."
So the turtles and Mona once again meet Tyroth and Sephie. What adventures await the mutants? That may be told in the next chapter.