Ancient Legacy

Chapter 2

After a total of three movies, the gang headed of to their respective bedrooms for some well needed rest. Sephie woke up the next day, lying on Tyroth's chest. She smiled at the serene look on his face and gave him a kiss on his cheek before getting out of bed to get dressed. As soon as she was dressed, she attempted to leave the room, but was stopped by a light tug in her tail.

"And where do you think you're going, love?"

She turned around and saw Tyroth smiling at her while he gently held the tip of her tail in his hand.

"I was going to make some breakfast for the two of us, but if you're going to stop me, I guess that we'll both go hungry." Sephie replied teasingly. "But, if you got a better idea, handsome, we could simply postpone the breakfast for now." She leaned in and the two shared a passionate kiss.

"Tempting, but I'm afraid that we'll have to wait. We don't live here, so we have to behave ourselves."

"Spoilsport." Sephie said and got up. "Oh well, your loss."

"How about a rain check?"

"Sure." said Sephie as she winked. "Now, get dressed and I'll meet you in the kitchen."


"Hi Sephie." Mona called as the two met outside the kitchen. "Slept well?"

"Yeah, I did. I'm gonna make some breakfast, do you want some?"

"Yes, please. As long as it isn't scrambled eggs. Mikey makes it almost all the time, and frankly I'm a bit tired of it."

It didn't take long before Sephie was making pancakes and a pot of porridge, while Mona made the table.

"So, what should we do more while we're here?" Sephie asked "All of us, that is."

"I don't know. Mikey would probably want to have a videogame tournament." Mona said.

"Not a bad idea. Videogames aren't really my thing, but I'm in. What do you say about karaoke someday?"

"That would be fun, but I have to warn you. Mikey likes karaoke, but I think he's tone deaf."

"Well he's got the lung-capacity for singing, that I've noticed." Sephie chuckled. "What about the other three, any great singers among them?"

"Donnie's got a rather soft voice, but Leo, being the more artistic one, might be the better of the two. Raph on the other hand, could be considered above average. But it also depends on what song they'll be singing."

"True, but regardless, I think you'll do wonderful, because you have a very beautiful voice."

"Thank you, Sephie. Just so you know, so do you."

"Really? I've never noticed that myself. Hey, how about that we team up and do a duet? We could wipe the floor with the guys."

"I think you are a bit competitive, but sure why not. How about Tyroth? Is he a good singer?"

"I don't know, to tell you the truth. As far as I know, he's never sung in his life. But he got a good deep voice, so who knows. Hey, I just got a crazy idea!" said Sephie as she turned of the stove.

"Should I be worried?" Mona asked.

"Maybe. What if the seven of us formed a band and went on a tour across the nation? Wouldn't that be awesome?"

"Okay, now I am worried. That wouldn't work, you know that we can't be seen by people. Most both fear and hate us because we're mutants."

"I wasn't serious, Mona, and there is a way around that. If they think we're wearing costumes, that wouldn't be a problem. There's at least one other band that already did that. What was their name, Lordi I think. Admit that it would have been fun to do it."

"True, it sounds like fun, even if it's a bad idea."

"What are you two talking about?" asked Tyroth as he walked into the kitchen. "Hi, Mona."

"Oh, hi Tyroth. Only a few ideas of what to do during your stay here."

"Hmm, okay." he said as he sat down. "I recommend that you two start eating before the others get here, so you actually get something. They sounded hungry."


It didn't take much longer before all of the residents in the lair had made their way into the kitchen for something to eat. There was a rather lively discussion about the activities that Sephie and Mona had spoken about, except the idea about starting a band, they kept that one a secret.

A few other suggestions were made by the turtles. Skating through the sewers was one of them, it did however require that they got hold of some wheels for Tyroth and Sephie. The possibility of going swimming at the Coney Island beach was also an option, especially since the weather had been quite warm for the season.

After they had finished their breakfast and washed the dishes, the mutants headed over to the dojo for their daily training. They started with preforming what ever moves Splinter told them, like the day before, and Sephie mimicked several of them from the sidelines while Tyroth observed, as they did before. After about an hour, Splinter told his students that they would continue with sparring exercises.

This time Sephie couldn't just stand by and watch, she wanted in on the training, which Splinter allowed. They were split into three groups, Leo and Raph, Mona and Donnie, and lastly Mikey and Sephie. Under the watchful eyes of Splinter, the young mutants began exchanging blows with their weapons, trying to disarm or disable their opponent without causing any serious injuries, while they also defended themselves against counterattacks.

Leo and Raph were very even in terms of skill, although Raph was more aggressive, Leo was the more disciplined of the two.

The fight between Donnie and Mona was also very even. With his staff, Donnie had the reach needed to counter the flexibility of Mona and her fans.

For Mikey however, things were not going as well. He was known to be the most unpredictable of the turtles, but Sephie was more unpredictable than him. Her feints and an overall improvised fighting-style forced Mikey to stay defensive.

This session continued for forty five minutes, after which Splinter complimented his students as well as giving them some constructive criticism. Just before they walked out of the dojo, Tyroth spoke.

"Now that you've had your warm up, how about going a round against me?" This caused the group quite some confusion.

"Didn't you say that you were either to dangerous or not good enough to train with us last time we asked you to?" Donnie asked.

"I did say that. But thanks to the meditation Splinter taught me, I've gotten a lot better at controlling my instincts. I may not be able to go all out against you without risking to harm you, but it's not far left. If master Splinter allows it, then I'm ready to go if any of you are."

Splinter pondered on what Tyroth had said and studied his face, with a focus on the eyes.

"Are you sure that you will be able to control yourself?" the old rat asked.

"I am."

"Hmm. Very well, I will allow it. But when I tell you to stop it is over."

"Understood. So who wants some?"

"I'll have a go at it." said Raphael "We never actually finished our first fight. So why not now?"

"That's okay with me. One rule first though. We'll keep it strictly hand-to-hand, no weapons other than our own appendages. Agreed?"

"Agreed, so long as your fire breathing doesn't count as an appendage."

"Fair enough."


A few moments later, the two mutants stood facing each other in the dojo, both in their respective fighting stance, while the rest stood on the sideline. Splinter let his gaze sweep from one to the other, they were ready to begin at a moments notice. He then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Begin!" he shouted.

Raph made the first move, charging at Tyroth who stood still. Once he got close enough, Raph made a roundhouse kick. Tyroth blocked the kick with his left arm and countered by doing a swiping kick of his own. This forced Raph to roll backwards onto his shell, the roll continued into a handstand from which Raph flipped back onto his feet. Tyroth rushed against his opponent and threw a punch, Raph dodged the punch and followed up with on of his own, aiming at the stomach. Using his left hand, Tyroth caught Raph's punch, but Raph quickly launched another punch with his free arm.

Tyroth released Raph's fist and took a few quick steps backwards, out of Raph's reach, he then attacked with a roundhouse kick. Bending backwards, Raph barely avoided the kick but he was not out of the woods yet. Tyroth still had momentum both towards Raph and in a circular motion. Raph had to step back several feet to avoid the tail and the second kick.

As soon as the last kick was cleared, Raph executed a jump kick. He narrowly missed as Tyroth ducked. The two quickly turned around so they once again faced each other. Then they both charged and started trading punches. No one scored a hit as they parried, blocked, deflected and countered each others punches.


"Wow. Talk about intense." said Mikey.

"I'll say." Donnie commented "They're both equally fast and agile, which is surprising considering how large Tyroth is compared to Raph. And that puts Raph at a disadvantage, because Tyroth is at least twice as strong as we are, but he still got the speed to match us."

"I hope they don't hurt each other to much." Mona said "Or rather that Tyroth don't hurt Raph to much."

"Don't worry Mona. Tyroth got it under control." Sephie comforted.


A swift kick from Tyroth at Raph's side forced the turtle to block it with both hands. Despite that he instinctively knows how to disperse the force of attacks he blocks, the kick sent him a few meters to the side. He managed to keep his balance.

'Damn. That felt like getting hit by a log. Better keep on the move.' Raph thought to himself.

Raph changed his tactics, constantly moving around Tyroth while he punched and kicked whenever he got the chance. But Tyroth was able to dodge Raph's attacks and make some of his own. Luckily Raph managed to dodge as well.

When Tyroth threw a punch with his right arm, Raph dived under it and landed a punch of his own in the chest of Tyroth. Raph smiled at the fact that he had hit him, but his joy was short-lived. Tyroth quickly turned around, hitting Raph with the tail, sending him rolling across the floor. He quickly got back on his feet and lunged at Tyroth with yet another jump kick.

This time, instead of ducking, Tyroth jumped as high as he could. As soon as Raph landed, he instinctively jumped after the dragon. That's when it became clear for Raph that he had made a mistake. Unlike himself, Tyroth could actually fly. Flapping his wings to stay aloft, Tyroth ruled the air.

With a strong hand, Tyroth caught Raph by the neck and threw him at a mattress and dived after him. Raph hit the mattress quite hard and was thankful that it cushioned his fall. He was about to get up when Tyroth landed, pinning the turtle to the mattress with his left foot, the three claws scratching the plastron slightly.

"Had enough?" Tyroth asked.

"Okay, you beat me, now can you get of my shell?"

Tyroth stepped back and helped Raph back up.

"Well fought, both of you. You preformed excellently, adapting as the circumstances changed." said Splinter.

"I could have beaten him, if he'd stayed on the ground." said Raph.

"I don't think so, Raph." said Leo "Actually, I don't think any of us could beat him one-on-one, but as a team we might do it."

"Precisely Leonardo." Splinter commented "While all of you are capable fighters on your own, together you are stronger than the sum of your parts." Splinter then turned to Tyroth. "And I am happy to see that you have made such progress, Tyroth."

"The meditation has helped a lot, and not only with that, but with this as well." Tyroth clenched his right hand and it started to glow with a faint red light, that quickly intensified.

"Wow." Mikey said.

"How do you do that?" Donnie asked.

"I'm not entirely sure, but at least I have control over it. After our fight with Overlord last year, I started using meditation to learn what that energy I used back then was. Remember that red sphere I told you about, the one in my subconscious? It took some time but I learned how to bring out the energy from it again. And I can use it to strengthen my attacks, which can be seen by the red glow."

"Many of my martial arts teachers believed that the mind is the greatest weapon." said Mona "And you can really use it as a weapon. That's just incredible."

"Indeed." said Splinter.

"Anyway. Someone else that wants to train with me?" Tyroth's gaze swept across his friends, and out of mischief, stopped on Mikey.

"Um... no thanks, dude. I like my shell as it is, without dents. But if we go topside, you might find someone to train with." said Mikey a bit nervously.

"That sounds like a good idea, Mikey." said Leo "Grab your gear everyone, and we'll head out."

"Stay safe, young ones." said Splinter as the seven mutants collected their weapons, shell-cells and a few other things, before leaving the lair.


"Fucking freaks!" said the spike haired Purple Dragon as he sat in his bunk-bed in a prison cell. "Once I get out of here, I'm gonna skin them and make me a fortune selling reptile-boots."

"I hear you, Paul, but could you pipe down? Geesh." said another Purple Dragon with blond dreadlocks, lying in the top bed. "I hate those freaks just as much as you do, but getting deprived of sleep won't help us."

"Sam's right, so shut up!" said a third thug, this one was slim and bald and lay in the middle bed.

"Or what, Jim?" Paul snapped at Jim.

"I'll beat you up until the guards get here and place us in solitary confinement! Then I might get some sleep."

"And here I thought that your kind believed that there would be no peace for the wicked." said a disembodied voice.

"Who said that?!" Paul asked and got up from his bed.

"Who I am is of no importance. What I offer, however, is."

"And what do you offer?" asked Sam. Now all three of the inmates were out of bed, searching for the source of the voice.

"Power."

"What kind of power?" said Jim.

"Power that would allow you to surpass your kinds limits. All you have to do is to swear loyalty to my master, and I'll grant you a place among our ranks, as my elites."

"How do we know that you'll keep your word?" Jim asked.

"You don't, but would you rather rot here or help claim this land for my master? Once the deal is made, you will be at my disposal, and you'll feel power like never before."

The three thugs discussed amongst them for a few minutes, whispering so that the voice wouldn't hear them, even though it probably could read their minds.

"Okay." said Paul "We accept, but on one condition. When we get this power you speak of, before following you to, wherever it is we're going, we get to kill the freaks that beat us last night."

"You'll get one chance and one chance only."

"Then we have ourselves a deal."

"Indeed. Then let's get started."

Painful screams echoed throughout the prison as the cell containing the three thugs was illuminated.

I really wanted to have a good fight between Raphael and Tyroth, and I'm pleased with how it turned out. Hope you are as well. Anyway, what will happen to the team on patrol and what happened to the thugs? Read on and find out.