Now I'm more of an expert when it comes to the 2012 series of TMNT, so if there's anything written here that isn't correct, let me say sorry in advance. Sorry! This was actually originally going to be 2012 based, but I realised that Leo and Raph fight a lot more in the 2003 version, also the details on Leo's leader status are more hazy, so it gives me an opportunity to be a bit more creative. Also, this is the first story where I've skipped out on Raph's accent. I realise that it may not be the easiest for some to read, plus it's not as easy to detect in 2003. Just thought I'd put that out there before people got confused or something. If you guys really don't like that I'll change it, but it's up to you. Also (final note-I swear), this may not be updated for a while… I just started school and I'm recovering from a concussion that's been going on for THREE WEEKS. You know, normal 13 year old things.
Sorry 'bout the long A/N…just had some things I NEEDED to say.
Turtlefan141
Four ninjas, four brothers ran across the rooftops, not a sound to their movement. The few people still walking home from their overtime work shifts didn't bat an eyelash at the shadows on top of the buildings, for they didn't see them. The four teens had been taught not only in the ways of fighting, but also in the means of stealth, thanks to their father, Splinter. Taught since they were simply toddlers, the boys were now just short of pure masters in their training.
That had been everything had kicked off just short of three years ago when they saved April from the same mousers that had destroyed their home of fifteen years. Since then they had made many human/mutant/robot friends (and enemies), saved New York more than a few times and, on occasion, the world or even the entire galaxy. However, not once had they gotten praise from the New York citizens. In fact, they didn't even know the four existed. They would never know.
They could never know.
For the boys were not like other people. They acted just like any other seventeen (turning eighteen) year olds, they played video-games and watched TV. They also did some slight unorthodox things, such as spar in their dojo and blow up the lab. But they would be expected to do things a little differently, for they were different. They weren't even human. They were turtles. Giant, walking, talking turtles.
With weapons.
Leo, the eldest and leader of the group, was leading the way. They were currently running to a warehouse where the foot had been sighted. The group was slightly tense from an argument between the two eldest before they left, which was why Raphael was at the back of the group, glaring daggers at the back of the elder's head.
Upon reaching the warehouse, the four boys crept in quietly. They had expected an ambush. They had expected hundreds on foot soldiers to come running out of the shadows, each set on destroying the four of them. What they had not expected, however, was there to be absolutely positively…no-one.
"Well guess who messed up, again!" Raph taunted as he turned to Leo.
"Shut up Raphael." Leo hissed through gritted teeth.
"No you shut up Leo. You and your brilliant leadership skills have gotten us ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE." Raph exclaimed, storming over to his brother and prodding him in the chest for extra emphasis.
Donnie and Mikey physically winced as the two eldest starting fighting one again. It seemed as if the two would never get on, seeing as they were always at each other's throats all the time. Knowing how bad their arguments could get, the younger two took a couple steps back so they were separated. However, just as they were what they figured was far enough away, an explosion echoed around the warehouse, startling all four of them. Before any of them could react, the room seemed to shake, just before the roof tumbled down to the concrete floor, and right on top of Leonardo and Raphael.