My name is Casey Jones and I guess you could say I'm having a bad hair day, and a bad head day, and a bad neck day, and a bad shoulder day, and a bad pretty much everything right down to my pinky toe day. That walking landmass down there, I have him to thank for my current full body makeover.
"Tonight's cage match championship will determine which team will win the honor of ridding the Purple Dragons of a most hated enemy."
"Huh, I don't get it, who's that guy?"
"It's that vigilante!"
But somehow, I get the feeling it's about to get a whole lot worse.
(!)
Somewhere on the rooftops, the turtles, Dante and Casey Jones watched as a gang of Purple Dragons started a break in at an electronics store. They smashed the windows and started to steal all the TVs, game consoles and music players that weren't nailed down. As soon as the Dragons were done, the boys decided it was time to pounce. They jumped from the rooftop they were hiding on and dropped onto some of the Dragons. "You see, guys?" said Mikey. "You never know what fun you're going to find on the old training run!"
"Now class," said Leo. "Who can tell me what he," he pointed at one Purple Dragon with a tattoo of a dragon on his face. "Did wrong?"
"He picked the wrong night to go on a shopping spree?" Dante asked.
"How about the fact that he's a badly dressed, law breaking good-for-nothing lowlife street punk?" asked Raph.
Dragon Face let out a yell. "Bust em up, Dragons!"
Dante shook his head as he and his brothers and Casey easily pummeled the gang. "This is becoming a running gag."
"Yeah," said Donny as he kicked one Purple Dragon away. "When are they going to learn?"
"Green beats purple every time," Mikey said as he smacked two more Dragons with his nunchucks.
"They'll all be black and blue by the time I'm finished with them," Raph said.
"I call dibs on this one," Dante said as he grabbed a retreating purple-haired African American Dragon girl by the shoulders and pinned her to a wall.
"Wait," Casey said. "Put her down!"
"Sorry Case, I already said I called dibs."
"No, I know her! That's Angel!"
Dante gave him a confused look. "Who?" The girl, Angel, used this as an opportunity to kick the distracted Dante in the cheek and run away. She tried to climb a fence but Casey grabbed her leg.
"Let go of me, you creep!"
Casey lifted his hockey mask up. "Angel, it's me, Casey!"
"Casey?" Angel dropped down. "What are you doing here?"
"Stopping you from making the biggest mistake of your life."
"What? The Purple Dragons? Ah, no, they're my posse, my family!"
"But you've got real family at home."
Angel made a scoff. "Yeah, well who asked you, loser? If I wanna be a Purple Dragon, it's my own business!"
Casey frowned and twirled a hockey stick. "Until you start breaking the law. Then it's my business."
Angel picked up a bag of money she dropped. "Yeah, well, I don't see badge on you."
"And I see no dragon on you. Not yet. So why don't you quit while you still have a chance?"
Angel pointed a finger at him. "I ain't quitting nothing! Tonight was my first test! Tomorrow, I pass my initiation and then I'm gonna wear my dragon with pride." She tried to walk away, but Casey stopped her.
"That dragon comes with a price," he warned. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into."
"Listen to him," Dante said, recovered from the kick from earlier. "You join the Purple Dragons, you're going to suffer one of two things: jail time, or having the last thing you see be the barrel of a gun!"
"You stay out of this," Angel shouted.
"He's got a point," Casey said. "If you go down this path, you'll wind up in jail or six feet under! You have no idea what you're getting yourself into!"
"Yeah," Angel said softly. "Maybe I DON'T!" And she smacked Casey with the money bag. She took off running, but Dante grabbed her and trapped her in an head lock. Then he yelped when she bit his arm hard before retreating over the fence. "But I can still take care of myself!"
The turtles finally found Casey and Dante after that. "Casey, Dante, are you alright? Who was that girl?" Raph asked.
Casey groaned as he got up, "Her name's Angel. I know her from the neighborhood. I promised her grandmother I'd keep an eye on her. Keep her out of trouble."
"So she's a Purple Dragon?" asked Leo.
"Not if I can help it," Casey swore angrily.
"How are you going to do that?" asked Dante.
"I know where the Dragons have their initiations: an old warehouse in Queens. The Dragons have cage matches there. Last man or woman standing and covered in the most bruises wins."
"We'll be there," Raph said.
"No," said Casey. "This is personal. I have to do this alone."
"Alone?" Raph exclaimed.
"Dude, you against a whole herd of Dragons," Mikey said. "Not one of the best ideas."
Casey laughed. "I'm full of bad ideas. Just be there if I don't call in ten minutes."
(!)
While Casey dealt with Angel, the boys returned to the lair while they waited for Casey's word. "Watcha doing, Don?" Mikey asked the genius turtle, who was busy tuning up the Battle Shell.
"Working up a remote control system for the Battle Shell."
"Sweet." Donny slapped him. "OW!"
"Don't touch! These are highly sophisticated sensors. When they receive a remote signal, they'll safely guide the Shell to the signal's point of origins."
"And this is the remote doohickey?" Mikey asked as he picked up a remote from the table.
"That's it. But it's not finished yet, so please don't..." The Battle Shell's engine started to rumble, much to Donny's horror.
"Uh," Mikey said sheepishly. "You were about to tell me not to touch this, right?"
Donny and Mikey jumped out of the way just in time. The Battle Shell spun around the lair, making Dante, Raph, Leo and Splinter scatter as it crashed through equipment and furniture before finally stopping when it hit a wall. Donny glared at a sheepish Mikey. Splinter approached the former. "Donatello, your Battle Shell is a marvel of engineering, a true testament to your incredible mechanical skills. And I never want to see it in our home again."
"Oops," said Mikey. Donny whacked him upside the head.
Suddenly, the alarm went off. "Someone's upstairs," Donny exclaimed. He checked the monitors. "Hey, is that...?"
(!)
At the warehouse, Angel looked around. "Raphael? Raphael!" No one answered. "This is Eastman and Laird, right?"
Suddenly, the lights went on and Angel found herself facing a black boy wearing a grey hooded sweater, blue denim pants and black shoes. She instantly recognized him. "Hey, you're that kid I bit back in the alley! Are you Raphael?"
"No. My name is Dante. Raphael's the name of my brother." He pointed behind her. She gasped when she saw four man-sized turtles wearing bandanas and carrying ninja weapons behind her.
"All right, kid," one of them said. "This had better be good."
(!)
Angel explained the situation as she rode in the Battle Shell with the turtles and Dante. Apparently, Casey tried to save her from the initiation, but got caught instead, so she was sent to get help. And boy, she did not expect the help to be four talking turtles. "Okay, I knew Casey hung out with some weird dudes, but you guys are off the charts!"
"You'll come to like us," Dante said.
"Compared to the others," she said. "You're pretty tame."
"Yeah. By the way..." And he bit Angel on the arm.
"OW!"
"That's for biting me in that alley."
Raph let out a groan. "No way am I going out like this." He was currently wearing street clothes Angel picked out. "Tell me people don't really dress this way?"
"It's a good look for you, Raph," Mikey laughed. "Kind of a hip hop, cat burglar, stormtrooper thing. Heh, heh."
"Don't laugh, green boy," Angel said. "You're next." Mikey frowned.
(!)
All the boys were garbed in the street clothes (Dante was back to wearing his old rags again, much to his dismay) Angel picked out, and followed her to the warehouse in Queens. "Just be cool and follow my lead," she said. She brought them past the guards, doing a three-fingered salute as they walked by.
"Good thing it's only a three fingered salute," Mikey said as they walked in.
The interior of the warehouse had been converted into a boxing ring, with an arena, stands and (surprisingly enough) a concession stand. And there were Purple Dragons all over the place. Some seniors, others initiates.
Mikey cringed. "Yeesh. It's like we walked into an ugly convention."
"Heh," chuckled Raph. "Then you must feel right at home, Mikey."
"Knock it off, guys," Donny said. "I'm trying to blend in here." Then he leaned against a wall with his arms crossed. The other three turtles did the same.
"You really wanna look like a Purple Dragon?" asked Raph. "Try getting your butt kicked by a ninja turtle."
"I'm down with that," Mikey agreed.
"Okay guys," Leo said. "Take note: we got exits there and there." He pointed to the exits. "Guards are posted around the perimeter. Everyone's pretty heavily armed, so can we try to avoid a fight?"
"No," said Dante. Leo glared at him. "What? You know it's true."
Leo sighed. "Yeah. Right. What was I thinking?"
Suddenly, a cage was lowered over the arena and Hun stepped inside with a microphone. "Tonight's cage match championship will determine which team will win the honor of ridding the Purple Dragons of a most hated enemy." Casey Jones was lowered from the ceiling, tied to a Saint Andrew's cross and looking like he got run over by a bull. The Purple Dragons cheered as soon as they saw him.
Raph growled. "I got your hated enemy right here!"
"Easy Raph," Leo said. "Let's not blow our cover just yet."
The Dragons starting fighting with each other in the cage, each of them wanting to take the honor of being the one to kill Casey Jones.
"How are we going to get him down from there?" asked Donny.
"I know how to get to the catwalk," Angel said.
"Go with her," Leo ordered Angel, Dante, Donny and Mikey. "Nothing fancy. Just stick to the shadows, and cut him loose."
"And what are you and Raph going to do?" asked Mikey.
"We'll make sure that spotlight stays on the cage. Now go."
(!)
While Raph and Leo fought off the Dragons in the cage, Donny, Dante, Mikey and Angel walked along the catwalk, only to find that the controls to the left holding Casey's Saint Andrew's cross were guarded by two Dragons.
"We just have to take out those two goons without drawing too much attention," said Donny.
"Any bright ideas?" asked Mikey.
"I do," said Dante. "Follow my lead."
(!)
The two Dragons failed to notice a human boy and a turtle on the rafters above them until it was too late. The turtle and boy grabbed them by the necks with their legs and put them into a sleeper hold, knocking them out.
Donny and Dante let go of the rafters. "And you said watching too many Batman cartoons is bad for you," said Dante.
The turtles, Dante and Angel walked over to the controls. "Angel," exclaimed Casey. "Thanks for dropping by! And you brought company."
"Hey," said Donny. "What are friends for?" He pulled a lever, and brought the Saint Andrew's cross over to the catwalk. Then he used his bo staff to undo the locks and free Casey.
"Here, I brought you a present," Mikey said. He handed him a steel baseball bat.
"Uh, guys," Dante said. "The jig is up." He pointed down to the cage match.
Leo and Raph were stripped of their disguises.
"Hey, it's those kung fu lizards," one of them shouted.
"Turtles!" shouted Raph. "TURTLES! Don't you lame brains know a turtle when you see one?!"
"Uh, Raph," said Leo. "I think the biology lesson's the least of our problems right now!"
Indeed it was. Hun ripped open the cage door with his bare hands and stomped toward them. "YOU."
"What's the matter, lard butt," Raph taunted. "Disappointed my bro and I walked out on your Q&A?"
Hun grabbed him by the shoulders and slammed him against the bars. "In case you haven't figured it out, reptile, that time, I LET you escape!"
"Hate to breakup the tearful reunion!" Leo jumped onto Hun's shoulders and smacked his temples, making him let Raph go.
But now, they had to deal with a whole mob of Dragons to worry about. But not for long; Donny, Mikey and Dante leaped off the catwalk and jumped into the fray.
Back in the cage, Raph proceeded to beat up Hun, but to no avail. "Do me a favor," Raph shouted. "Be a good little mountain and just go - " He got punched into the cage wall. "...down."
Leo saw his brother was in trouble. Then he saw a way to save him. He cut a portion of the cage wall with his swords and tossed it at Hun, pinning him down. Hun countered back, tossing the cage wall back.
"Looks like our bros could use a hand," Donny said. He, Dante and Mikey jumped into the cage and kicked Hun into another wall of bars. But Hun, ever the stubborn bull, got back up.
"Don't look now," said Dante. "But I think Tiny wants to dance."
Hun ripped a portion of the wall out and brought the entire cage tumbling down like a house of cards onto the boys. While they struggled to get out, Hun took this opportunity to take Leo's swords and raise his arms to cut them down. Then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Casey Jones' fist coming right at him. Casey punched him out of the arena and into the audience.
He and Angel helped the turtles out of the mess, but the mob of Purple Dragons still wanted a piece of them.
"Get us out of here, Donny," Mikey said.
"I have just what the doctor ordered," he said. And he reached into his bag, pulled out a remote control and pressed a button.
"Oh, taxi!" called out Mikey.
The Battle Shell suddenly busted through the wall and stopped in front of the turtles.
"About time that thing busted somebody else's place for a change," said Raph as he and his brothers hopped in.
Meanwhile, Casey put a foot on Hun's chest and raised his bat. "This one's for my dad!" Angel suddenly grabbed the bat. "What are you doing?"
"Stopping you from making the biggest mistake of your life!"
Casey smiled warmly. "Thanks."
"Hey," said Angel as she and Casey hopped into the Battle Shell. "What are friends for?"
(!)
Before returning home, Casey wanted to stop by Angel's grandmother's place and drop her off. He knocked on the door, and said grandmother answered it. "Angel?"
"Grandma!" Angel hugged her.
"Told you I'd keep an eye on her," said Casey.
"Thank you, Casey. Thank you for bringing back my Angel. Now, I got a pie fresh out of the oven and I insist you come inside and join us." Casey gave his hiding friends a thumbs up before entering.
Mikey was drooling. "Pie? You, Case! How's about introducing grandma to your friends!"
"Forget it Mikey," Raph said as he dragged him back to the Battle Shell with his brothers. "We're ninjas. We stick to the shadows."
"The unsung heroes of the urban jungle," said Leo.
"The silent protectors of the way of bushido," said Donny.
"Trained to use the darkness to give us power," said Dante.
"So," said Mikey, clearly not hearing a word of what they said. "What pie do you think it was?" Raph slapped him. "OW! What?"
