TMNT= Not mine.
It was an uneventful evening; the turtles were on their way home after their usual beating the crap out of the Purple Dragons when suddenly they were surrounded by a bunch of Foot ninja.
"The blue-one!" the Shredder raged, he actually wasn't at the battle, he was chilling somewhere in the Foot headquarters but he was feeling particularly spiteful that night, "I have a plan, all my ninja will go out and overwhelm the turtles and then drag the blue one back specifically so that we can torture him. We will then leave his brothers alive, so that there is the very slight possibility that they may rescue him given enough time. Of course, the possibility is very small. Very. So small that it's inconceivable that it might actually happen."
The Foot ninja stood confident, tonight was the night they were going to win! After all, tonight the Shredder had some other plan, he was feeling inspired by some teenager's writing and therefore their ninja skills had magically been improved! They launched themselves into battle-
And were soundly defeated.
What a surprise. Just like always. How strange. It's not like it hadn't firmly been established in canon that the turtles pretty much beat basic Foot ninja on a regular basis.
The turtles went home and lived happily ever after.
The end.
Bad TMNT fanfic has put me in an equally spiteful mood as the Shredder...