I am just on a rool X)
Don't worry i will update as much as possible
What with the four stories i have going
I'll manage :)
I got the idea for this story by hearing this title
I heard it an the idea hit me
So here it is
Enjoy!
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Chapter 1
A lot has happened over the years, We aren't the same. Let me take you to the beginning and explain everything.
My name is Leonardo Hamato, I am one of the four ninja turtles, Me and my brothers were born to a small child, Although we have no memory of him. One day he was walking in the street and he crossed the street. He was unaware of the incoming truck and was almost struck, He jumped away at the last minute, But while doing so he dropped us and we fell into the sewer. There we fell into this ooze that slowly changed us. Our father, Splinter, took us in and took care of us.
But as time went on, We slowly mutated into human like form, As did my father. He raised us and taught us the ways of Ninjutsu and martial arts, And soon we became experienced ninja's. We've had many enemy's over the years. But non as worse as the shredder, We've fought countless battles with him, Even though we thought we defeated him, We never did. As well he had a clan, The foot ninja's. It seems no matter how much we think we defeated them, There were always tons more.
But as we grew older, The shredder or the foot ninjas weren't our only problems. We soon became older and more mature, And as we matured, We kind went against each other sometimes. My brother, Raphael, Was very short tempered, Anything would set him off. Him and me never saw eye to eye, We would fight about everything. There have even been fights to where it was to the point of using our fists. But we always seem to forgive and forget in the end. But the memory still hurts.
My second youngest, Donatello, Got to the point where became so obsessed with his work that he would spend nights coped up in his lab. There have been nights were he doesn't even sleep. And when he gets disrupted he gets really angry and starts yelling. I tell him to get some sleep but he never listens, He doesn't even listen to our father.
And then my youngest brother, Michelangelo. He became lazy and didn't want to do anything. Skip training, Wasn't going out for runs. He just wasn't applying himself the way he should have been. But don't get me wrong he was excellent in battle, He was the most stealthiest, He was the fastest, He was the most agile. He was always there for battle, But just wasn't doing his part. Video games, Junk food, TV. It became his life.
But under all those circumstances, We were still brothers, And we were there for each other, No matter what.
Soon enough the shredder finally bit the dust and he was done for. Then after a couple more months of battles with foot ninja's. They vanished, We never saw them again. The purple dragons disbanded, Crime was very low. It just all of a sudden stopped. And soon enough there was nothing to really do, No one to fight. Then it happened. We split up, Went out separate ways.
Don was the first on the leave. He told us straight forward that we were just sitting around and doing nothing. Which was very true. He told us that he found a abandoned underground secret military hide out. How I have no idea but he did. He soon took it over and turned it into his secret underground lair. Leaving the lair for good.
Soon after Don left, Raph soon went on his own. He went on to moved on to the sewers in Queens, Thinking that the crime is more active there. And he continued his life as the night watcher. I told him on several occasion that he wasn't getting anywhere. But Raph never listened.
Believe it or not, Mikey was the last. He told me that he wanted to move on like his brothers. He wanted me to come with him, But I couldn't leave the lair. To this day i still don't know what he's doing, I know where he lives, Some kind of sewer down near Brooklyn. He takes care of some of the crime there but usually he keeps what he does on the down low. No matter how much i ask, He doesn't tell.
And as for me, I stayed in the lair, I continue my training, I go out for runs here and there. But usually its quiet. No brothers around, No enemy's, No problems. Everything has just been so mellow. So calm. But it doesn't feel normal, He sometimes see's his brothers. We occasionally go out for a bite to eat or just to hang out. But it wasn't like the old days, Where we saw each other every day and we talked every day.
We try to talk every day, We still keep in contact with out shell cell's but it isn't the same. They have life's. Don invents new weaponry and sells them to the army, Making war easier for us. He does a good job keeping himself an unnamed source. Every time he makes a deal he throws on the good ol trench coat and hires a trustworthy source and gets them to sell it. Of course he watches the deal go on. Only twice when something went wrong and the so called trustworthy source bail with the money. Don caught him though, Made him wish he never did it.
Raph as I mentioned is still doing the night watcher deal. It seems he sees him every night on the news. Busting drug deals, Getting rid of criminals. He was proud of him but of course he worried. And Mikey, Like I said, No one knows. Every time we question he changes the subject or tells us it's a secret.
And me...What do I do? Sit here and rot pretty much sums it up.
