Akachan no shimai

Chapter 1: Weapons Chosen

Saki smiled down at his now four year old daughters. While they were still four, both were capable of doing things most children at age eight to ten could. So as soon as they could walk, Raphaela and Michelangela had began to train.

And Saki knew that today, he would see the weapon they would choose for themselves, to go along with the ones he chose for them.

A loud knock came from the door. It was more like pounding. Saki smirked at his eldest daughter's, Raphaela's, signature knock.

"Enter."

The two turtles entered.

Raphaela's hair had grown past her shoulders. She wore red along with the signature black of the Foot Clan.

Michelangela, like her sister, had her hair past her shoulders and wore black. But rather than wearing red, she wore orange.

"Kneel."

The girls complied and knelt in front of their father and master.

"As you both know, I am presenting you with a weapon, that will go along with the weapons you choose. Pick wisely, for that weapon will be yours. There is no turning back once you've chosen. Raphaela, you shall choose first."

Raphaela nodded and stood. She looked at the weapons.

Her eyes immediately fell on the blades.

She scanned the wall until she spotted a pair of sais. She walked over to it and quickly picked them up, weighing them in her hands.

She looked back at her father and sister.

Saki nodded reached to the weapons next to him. He picked up two small scythes.

He handed them to Raphaela who took them and bowed to him.

Saki nodded to Michelangela, and she stood.

Unlike her sisrer, she went to the wooden weapons.

She looked around before looking at some nunchuks. She smiled and picked them up.

Saki nodded and reached over to the weapons. He picked up a bow and a quiver of arrows. He then handed them over to her.

"As of today," he said as he stood. The two girls stood as well. Raphaela had placed her scythes into her belt and held her sais in her hands. While Michelangela strung the bow across her back and placed the quiver on her shoulder. She placed on of her nunchuks on her belt and held the other in her hand.

Saki looked at them, "The two of you have chosen your weapons. And have chosen wisely. In time, you will master not only your given weapons, but others. Including each others."

The two sisters looked at each other.

"Hai, Master Saki." The sisters bowed and Saki bowed as well.

"Training begins tomorrow. Rest. My daughters." The sisters nodded and ran off.

Saki smiled as they ran off.

Yoshi wouldn't know what hit him.


Yoshi smiled as he presented his children with their weapons.

Donatello, being the youngest, had gotten a bo staff and a pair of butterfly knives.

Leonardo, being the middle child, got a pair of katanas and a sash of throwing knives.

And Miwa, being the eldest, got a single katana and the family heirloom, a tesson.

"Now," Yoshi smiled at their eager faces, "you shall practice with WOODEN weapons first."

The three kids groaned.

Tang Shen let out a light laugh.

"We do not want an injury, "she said kindly.

The children nodded and hugged their father.

Yoshi hugged them back.

One day, he knew he would have to let them venture to the surface. And he knew Leonardo and Donatello would need to know how to protect themselves. And Miwa would need to know how to protect them as well.

But most of all, they had to protect each other.