A/N: I'm back! I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while. School's been a pain in the butt.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. I only own Elisabetta.
*Elisabetta's POV*
I draped Splinter's arm over my shoulder and we were about to leave when I heard a grunt. I looked up and saw the same guy who burned down April's apartment, along with a whole bunch of juvenile delinquents behind him.
"Aw, shell." I said out loud.
The man at the front grunted. Casey walked to him, trying to be intimidating, and grunting playfully in return. I backed up a little, trying to shield Splinter from prying eyes.
"You know a little," He pretended to spray his mouth with freshener. "Primatene might just help to clear that up-"
The man growled at Casey, then hit him in the face. Casey fell down.
"That's gonna cost you, Tinkerbell." He said as he stood up. The man gave Casey a left hook to the face and Casey fell to the ground again.
"You know, I don't think that you're listening." Casey growled, getting up again. Honestly, I'm surprised he hasn't given up yet. The bald dude must have thought the same, because he kicked Casey into a crate on the edge of the room.
"You know, I'm starting to pick up... on a little language barrier thing going here." Casey struggled to get up. The bald dude finally got tired of Casey smart mouthing and he kicked Casey in the crotch, gave him a roundhouse kick in the face, and back-handed him across the room.
This time Casey didn't get up. The bald dude approached him from behind and suddenly doubled over. I looked over his shoulder, and heard, "FORE!"
The bald dude flew across the room, into the wall with crates, effectively knocking him out.
I looked back at where Casey was, and saw him kissing a golf club. "I'll never call golf a dull game again."
*3rd POV*
"Gangway!" Donny shouted, shooting out of the lair on a skateboard, hitting random Foot ninja on the way.
Leo, Mikey, and Raph ran out of the lair, also hitting the Foot ninja.
Donny was heading to Fifth Street by the time Raph yelled after him, "Show off!"
*Elisabetta's POV*
All of the boys around us looked at us warily.
"What are you waiting for?! Let's get 'em!" One of the teenagers shouted at the others, but they made no move to do so.
Casey pulled out another golf club, a nine iron I think, and said, "You wanna be next, Junior?"
"We have a loyalty to the Shredder." The same teem said back, gesturing to a boy not 10 years old.
"The Shredder uses you!" Splinter says back and they all back away from us. "He poisons your minds for that which he desires!"
I glare hard, and picked Splinter on my shell, as he continued. "He cares nothing for you, or the people you hurt."
Majority of the boys flinched back. Now that I look harder, the oldest couldn't have been 18 years old. All of them abandoned their families in favor of this Shredder character's twisted desires to use these children for his own selfish wants.
"...We're a family." Another boy in the front said, putting a hand on another boy's shoulder.
Casey balked. "Family? Did you say family? You call this here and that..." He pointed at the knocked out bald guy. "...down there, family?"
Silence.
Casey made a 'whatever' motion with his hands and pulled Danny and I out of the hide out.
"I got a feeling that the boys are in for a fight." I said. "Could you take Splinter, so I can go help them?"
"Sure." I gave Splinter to them and I leapt across the rooftops.
I found them on the streets, fighting Foot ninjas and slowly making their way to the top of the abandoned building on Fifth Street.
"'Sup, guys?" I shouted, punching a Ninja in the face.
"Finally decided to show up?" Leo asked, deflecting another katana.
"Hey Liz!" Mikey called. "It looks like this one suffered from shell-shock!"
"Too derivative." I called back, knocking another out with the butt of my katana.
"I guess we can really shell it out!" Donny tried, whcking to more.
"Too cliche." Leo said.
"Well, it was a shell of a good hit!" I blocked another.
"I like it!" Donny called. "Step up!"
"Hey less talking, more fighting!" Raph yelled.
We slowly made our way to the rooftop, and before long, they were all gone.
"Aw, no more?" Raph said, sarcastically.
A man jumped out of the shadows with a long naginata in his right hand claws on his left. He had on a red jumpsuit that looked like it was made of metal chainlinks and a shiny helmet and mask. His eyes behind the mask were merciless and blank.
This must be the infamous Shredder.
"Can anyone tell me who or what this is?" Leo asked, cockily.
"I dunno, but I bet he never has to look for a can opener." Mikey joked.
I hit him on the back of the head.
"You fight well... in the old style." He said, in a gravelly voice. "But you've caused me enough trouble. Now you face the Shredder."
"The Shredder?" Donny asked.
"Uh... maybe its qualified in making coleslaw?" Mikey tried again.
"You idiot! This is the guy who killed Omato Yoshi!" I hissed at them, making sure the Shredder couldn't hear me.
"I got him." Raph stepped forward. Not even 30 seconds later, he was on the ground, groaning in pain.
"Whoa, this guy's good." Mikey said.
"I'll go next." I volunteered. I steeped forward and threw a shuriken at him to distract him, then drew my katana. As expected, he deflected the star, but he was surprised when I made a sharp cut down towards his head, and barely managed to block my attack. I drew back and jabbed at his ribcage, but he deflected that as well. Then he took the offense and brought the naginata towards my head. I blocked it, but he kicked me back.
I landed on the ground. "Ow..."
"Why don't you go next?" Mikey offered to Leo.
"Thank you."
I rolled out of the way and tried to recover from the mini beating while my brothers went through the same thing, but I think Leo and Raph attacked The Shredder the most.
A few minutes later, we retreated far enough so that the Shredder would get the hint that we needed a break.
"Okay, exactly, at what point, did we lose control here?" Mikey asked, panting hard.
"I don't know." I said.
"Maybe somebody ought to tell him that we're the good guys." Donny suggested.
"Any thoughts?" Raph asked.
"I've only got one thought. This guy knows where Splinter is." Leo pointed his katana at the Shredder. I face palmed.
Leo attacked again, but the Shredder swatted him down like a fly. Raph advanced also, with the same results. They got back up and asked, "Where's Splinter?"
"Ah, the rat. So it has a name." The Shredder replied. His eyes twinkled with mirth. "It had a name."
"Don't listen to him, guys!" I yelled at them; they were on the other side of the roof. "Splinter is alive and well!"
"Or is he?" I could tell he was smirking, but that was enough to throw Leo, of all turtles, over the edge. He attacked again. The Shredder knocked him flat on his back and put the blade of his naginata to Leo's neck.
"He dies." The Shredder threatened. We all froze. "Weapons. Now"
We looked at each other and reluctantly threw our weapons over the edge. I could here them clatter to the streets below. I reached for the extra shuriken I keep in my belt buyin froze when he started talking again.
"Fools." He chuckled. "The four of you might have overpowered me with the loss of but one. Now your fate..." He drew his naginata drew back for the final blow. "Will be his!"
"No!"
A shuriken came out of nowhere a glanced off of the Shredder's weapon, forcing it away from Leo's face, giving him time to roll away from the Shredder while we stared at the thrower.
"Splinter!" Mikey cried out.
"Yes, Oroku Saki. I know who you are." Splinter said to the Shredder. "We met many years ago in the home of my master, Hamato Yoshi."
The Shredder removed his face mask and felt the three scars on his cheek.
The boys gaped at him. "It's him." Raph said weakly.
"You..." The Shredder bit out. "Now I will finish what I began with your ear!"
He charged at Splinter, but he swiftly pulled out a nunchuck and used it to wrap around the end of the Shredder's naginata. The blade of the weapon was pointed at Splinter, but if he thrust the end, it would cause him to fall down to the asphalt, making a Shredder pancake, or waffle, whichever you prefer.
"Death comes for us all, Oroku Saki," Splinter said. "But something much worse comes for you. For when you die, it will be-"
A dagger came flying up at Splinter's head but he caught it with his hand. Fortunately, Splinter wasn't hurt. And unfortunately for the Shredder, it also caused Splinter to let go of his end of the naginata.
The Shredder fell down 5 stories, yelling all the way. And we all heard the clang of metal on metal. We all looked over the edge and saw that he ha landed in the back of a garbage truck.
"-without honor."
The back of the truck(you know the part where it squashes the trash after you put it in?) lowered, crushing the Shredder with a sense of finality.
Now that that threat was gone, we all crowded around Splinter nearly crushing him.
"Kids." he shook his head, but I could tell he missed us. Geez, if this is what we're gonna go through after every separation, I hope it never happens again.
A/N: Done! So, question time!
Should I make a series of drabbles for this story? Or a list of rules? Should I make a sequel? If so, should it be a separate story? This all depends on you guys!
Thanks for reading and please review!