Ninja turtles does not belong to me. It belongs to Kevin Eastman, Peter Laird … And anyone they sold the rights to.

Introduction to Season one: After fourteen years of living, hidden in the sewers and training in the ways of Ninjitsu: the new turtles are finally unleashed as their fathers leave them to be the guardians of New York.

The new turtles know of human corruption and have been exposed to it, but can they really handle the legacy their fathers leave for them?

They are left to deal with the rise of a new criminal organization: The NYC-Warlords, where the Foot, Purple Dragons and the Mob have banded together to be an especially heinous enemy. And Bishop, after more than a decade of silence has returned to torment his former creations.

The question is: Can this new breed of ninja turtles handle all of this whacked-up shit?

Pierce voice-over: You know mates, most guys like the idea of half-naked chicks duking it out. But what is ones greatest dream is another's worst nightmare….

Episode Eight: Air-heads and Amazons, part two

Scene one

Pierce stared into the white eyes of his triceraton opponent, he was frozen in place, the fierce eyes of the warrior princess held him in place as she dragged him closed to him with her chain. Finally, he was close enough to Zanelle that she ducked her head onto the ground and her horns went under his shell – in a quick movement she threw her head back up and chucked Pierce behind her.

Pierce's shell slammed into the wall that kept them confined together, all breath was knocked out of him upon impact and he slid down onto the ground; when he raised his head, his eyes widened when he saw Zanelle charging at him in a manner similar to a bull; he gathered enough wits swiftly and folded his limbs closer to his body before rolling out of the way and then jumping back to his feet.

He panted and held out the single katana; even if he preferred his Tambo, he and his siblings already mastered or was proficient in a different weapon; he had mastered his Tambo, and was proficient in a single katana, three-section staff and tonfa. Each of them were required to be able to use at least one sword weapon, one chain weapon and one blunt weapon. (1)

"Hey!" Pierce whooped, he decided to use his best strategy; apparently, it had once been a strategy used by his uncle Michaelangelo which he stopped using, but Pierce used now. The strategy of annoying his opponent into submission. Zanelle glared at him, stamped her feet down and messed with the dirt "You call that a charge? I've seen better at a rodeo."

Zanelle in response threw the weight at the end of her ball-and-chain weapon at him – in a swift motion the yellow-banded turtle shifted to the side a little, grabbed the chain just below the iron ball and yanked it, making Zanelle tumble forward, Pierce dropped the chain, ran towards Zanaelle and attempted to bounce on her, he jumped onto her back and grabbed her horns "Hooo now!" Pierce whooped like a cowboy at the rodeo – he pulled the horns and Zanelle came up, bucking her head and twisting her head to throw the annoying turtle off.

Zanelle ran to the wall and slammed the side of her head against it – Pierce jumped off her neck then so the pink Triceraton accomplished only hurting herself – grunting in pain, the now dizzy Zanelle sank to her knees.

"Aren't I a headache?" Pierce chirped before slamming the hilt of his sword against her scull – the triceraton cadet fell over unconscious and disappeared into thin air just as her white eyes closed.

The member of the Rank above him lowered himself to the ground, grabbed Pierce's arm and lifted it into the air "Winner, Hamato Murasaki!"

"Uh… About that," Pierce stated "dude, we have a problem…."

Scene two

"Dragon Lord!" The humanoid dragon called as he came into the Rank leaders chambers, the dragon lord was still watching the matches that were still going on. The Rank member had Pierce at his side.

"Yes, my subject?" The Lord asked his disiple.

"It seems we have a problem." The humanoid dragon explained and motioned at Pierce "There was a mix-up; this Hamato Murasaki."

"Is it her sister. Jeanne D'Ark?"

Pierce's left ridge twitch – why did everyone think he was a female? ! And that wasn't even Jonnie's real name – it was Joan-Of-Ark, not Jeanne D'Ark….

"No, my lord. This is her brother, Hamato Shakespeare – son of Donatello."

The dragon lord raised a scaley ridge of his own and crossed his arms, the red cape hanging on his shoulders shifted as he studied the midnight-green carefully.

Pierce already got what the Dragon Lord was thinking "I know you expected to us to hold gender traits – it just doesn't work that way for our species. There isn't that much difference between the males and female of our species – the only way to really tell is to check our tails."

It was embarrassing to explain, but it was true – in all the turtle species, males had long tails and females had short and stubby ones. (However, it made it even harder to distinguish Jonnie as her actual gender because snapping turtles have long tails compared to others.)

"I see…." The Dragon Lord finally drawled out, he glared at Wick who quickly hid behind a clay pot in a corner.

"So uh, can you beam me back home or what?" Piece asked "I'm not Mura!"

"I want to do that, really… But - " Oh great, the dreaded 'but' "unfortunately, the rules set by the Grand council state that once one is put into the contest, they are to stay until they either win or lose the tournament – you were put into this contest, even though you were signed under a different name…"

Pierce moaned aloud "But I'm not a girl!"

"You look like one." The Dragon lord stated nonchalantly.

Pierce glared at him "Dragons don't believe in playful subtlety, do they?"

"I am afraid not."

Scene three

After the first match, the numbers of the warriors had been cut in half – the losers had, upon losing, been sent back home. Pierce was relieved to find that Ch'rell and Hong Lou Meng were among the first-round winners.

"Guys!" He called as he ran up to the two fellow warriors.

"Ah, so you did win." Ch'rell stated and gave him a smile.

"Of course he won; he's the main character of this episode." Hong Lou Meng stated, both ninja;s gave her an odd look before carrying on.

"Zanelle was such an easy opponent – I'm gonna win this thing." Pierce stated.

Ch'rell sighed "Pierce this was just the first round – all the warriors who are less of skill or experience were eliminated, but the stronger ones remain, it will only get harder and harder because we'll be facing the winners."

"Whatever – I'll win, I'm a guy; it's kind of obvious." Pierce snorted.

"Pierce…. You're physically less strong than all of you're siblings, and the two strongest are female." Ch'rell reminded.

"I know – but we're mutant turtles, human females are nothing compared to us."

Ch'rell narrowed her eyes and walked away, with nothing but cold silence.

"What's wrong with her?" Pierce asked Hong Lou Meng.

"How should I know?" Hong Lou Meng replied "I've been surrounded by monks, shinobi and priests my entire life – I have no idea how people my own age work….. I have no idea how you American's work either. I'm a black sheet.."

"Uh…. That's black sheep, Kong Lo Ming."

"It's Hong Lou Meng!"

"Whatever, what the point of me talking to you anyways? I don't think you'll teach me how to be a shinobi yet."

"Eh, I'm just in this scene for more screen-time."

Scene four

"You're a fool." A feminine voice stated – Pierce turned to see a hooded warrior leanoing against a pillar, the female warrior had twin ninjaken strapped to either side of her waist. The hooded cloak only went down to their abdomen in the front but billowed in the back as a cape; otherwise she wore a dark shirt and dark pants and equally dark guass wrapped fully around their feet. The hood included a dark mask that would only show her eyes, which were bright crimson like blood.

"What?" He asked stupidly.

"You are fool." She repeated and kicked at the ground a little "You are underestimating your opponents because they are girls – that will your downfall, haven't you been trained better?"

"Wha-?"

"Save it; I know you are not a female. Your sensei taught you better, did he not? Underestimating your opponents will lead to defeat on your part."

"Y-You know I'm a guy?" Pierce asked, the girl chuckeled.

"The brass bikini is a bit of a put-off, but indeed I could tell." The red-eyed girl responded.

"Well, I'm obviously going to win – I'm a the only guy among chicks."

"Then you are a fool! You have the physical potential of a human woman – and you forget all of these girls were trained to be warriors." The girl tsk'ed.

"Who the hell are you? Are you in the tournament?" Pierce asked, a little bit annoyed at this mysterious, but judgmental girl.

"I am afraid not – I came to this colluseum to watch the battles. They are quite exciting." The girl chuckled. Pierce eyed the swords on her waist.

"But your swords? Are you a kunoichi?" The yellow masked turtle asked her.

"You can say that – I am not in this tournament, I am a watcher. Leave it not." She turned away and was about to walk away, but Pierce called her to halt.

"Wait!" He called, and approached her as she paused – he held his hand out "My name is Hamato Shakespeare. Thank you for reminding me about not underestimating my opponents." He introduced as the girl took his hand into her own dark-gloved ones "Who are you?"

"Nameless." The girl – Nameless replied as she shook his hand and jumped onto the pillar, pushed off that to the next and repeated this a few times until she was finally in the coliseum seats - she turned back to him and he cringed at the sight of her blood-curdling red eyes staring at him – and Nameless disappeared among the rest of the audience.

"Weird ninja." Pierce commented allowed as he was flashed away for another battle.

Scene five

At the top of the steps, Nameless took a seat to a person wearing a full-face mask that showed only their brown eyes, with brown hair shooting out from the back of their head. "Did you talk to him?" He signed.

"I did. Rock, he did not listen to me, he truly believes he is best warrior here solely because he is male." Nameless said to her mute companion.

Rock, the former carnie, shook his head in disdain "He will have to learn the hard way." He signed. Nameless sighed and nodded in agreement, she folded her hands atop her lap.

"I know – and it is sad, my brother." Nameless responded "But often lessons must be learnt that way."

"I agree, sister." Rock signed, the mute carnie stared as the battles of second round commenced.

Scene six.

"In this corner, we have the kunoichi heir, Oroku Ch'rell." The dragonoid announced as he motioned to Ch'rell who wielded a three-section-staff. The dragonoid motioned to her opponent, a girl with wild blonde hair and equally wild blue eyes "And in this corner we have the savage mixed martial artist, Romania Harolds." The other girl had no weapon – except for her fingerless gloves, which had a thick steel plate over her knuckles, the girl must have been at least sixteen.

Ch'rell, who stood only at 4'5, was puny compared to Romania – who was at leave 5'8. Not to mention the fact that the blonde mixed martial arts was much more muscular as well, she had obvious strength and size advantage. Ch'rell knew for a face all girls in violent sports were always with men, so they themselves used more technique then strength or skill.

"And go!" The dragonoid shouted and his wings gave a great flap and hoisted him high up into the air.

Romania and Ch'rell circled each other – Romania got in a low strance, her legs did not cross as she moved, her back was slights arched and her elbows were low and her hands were high; Ch'rell recognized it as a wrestling stance.

Ch'rell ran at her and gave a great swing of her three-section-staff, she was surprised when Romania grabbed the other end of it, turned and swung. Ch'rell, being lightweight was flung to the wall with her weapon.

Ch'rell was quickly up on her feet – Romania charged at her and they grappled, hand-fighting as done in a lot of wrestling matches. Ch'rell made the mistake of grabbing Romania's wrist – the mixed martial artist pulled her wrist away and did an arm-drag {A/N: Look it up, it's a pretty cool technique.} Ch'rell was on the ground and Romania was pinning her.

Before Ch'rell knew it her face was stuck hard in a punch by the steel-plated knuckles of her opponent. With all of her might the dark-haired ninja kicked Romania hard in the stomach – Romania was kicked off and rolled a couple feet away. Ch'rell picked up her three-section-staff. Before the blonde fighter could get up, the blunt tip of the staff was at her forehead.

"You're good." Romania admitted – the blonde girl had a Russian accent.

Ch'rell shrugged "So are you – for a blonde."

Romania chuckled "Too bad I'm better." Ch'rell's large brown eyes widened as Romania grabbed the staff, jumped away slightly into a squatting position and threw her arm back to disarm Ch'rell, Ch'rell was pulled foreword, her back was facing Romania.

Romania did a round-house kick which struck Ch're;ll hard on the back, the eleven-year-old was pushed foreword even more and coughed up blood as pain flooded her system. Romania surged at Ch'rell, whirled her around and punched her in the face, the chest (breaking her ribs) and the stomach; the smaller girl coughed up even more coppery blood. Finally, while the smaller girl was stunned and in pain, Romania ducked down low, grabbed Ch'rell wrist and did a high-crotch (A/N: Another wrestling move, it is also called the firemans-carry.) Ch'rell's crown slammed against the ground and she fell on her back.

"Winner; Romania!" The dragonoid announced, it was the last thing Ch'rell heard before she disappeared like others who were defeated.

Scene seven

"In this corner; we have the eccentric shinobi Hing Leu Mong!" The dragonoid announced.

"It's Hong Lou Meng!" Hong Lou Meng corrected "God-damn you author; why does no one get my name right?"

"…. Anyways; in this corner, we have the Neko samurai of the second earth; Hoshino Kitsune!"

Her opponent was a fox-girl with rusty-orange fur, long ears and short dark-red hair. The samurai girl wielded a single katana and wore a simple pink komono.

"And; begin!"

Hoshino charged at Hong Lou Meng, baring her sharp teeth the whole time, before Hoshino could strike, Hong Lou Meng threw a pellet at the ground and the whole column they were fighting in were filled with black smoke. When it faded, Hoshino gasped in surprise when she found that she was surrounded by six of her opponent.

"This is a little move we we like to call 'Prism'." One of the Hong Lou Meng's said.

"We used our chi to reflect the light and make it appear as though their were more of us." Another said.

"So go ahead, strike us if you dare." They all chorused.

Hoshino was confused – confused and agitayted, she continually turned until finally she pulled out a kunai and threw it at one of them – it passed through, she had hit the wrong one – suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground.

Hong Lou Meng muttered something in the anient language – a bright ball of chi appeared in her hand and threw it at Hoshino.

The fox girl screamed as it hit her – but luckily, the rules made it to where she disappeared just as it hit her; the tips of her fur were only slightly singed, but she had lost and Hong Lou Meng had won.

"Score on for the crazy shinobi and her OC-immunity!" Hong Lou Meng whooped.

Scene eight

"What happens to the losers anyways?" Pierce asked after his second round – he had faced an axe-wielding alien of some kind, he was currently talking to Hong Lou Meng.

"They join the audience." A sad, small voice said – Pierce turned to see Ch'rell walked towards them, she had a bandage on her cheek and she wasn't wearing her Greek-style dress anymore, she was wearing black khaki's but no shirt because the whole of her upper body (chest, abdomen, and stomach.) was bandaged up, her face was bruised up, her lip was split and Pierce could tell her ribs were broken from the way she was breathing funny. On her shoulder she was wearing a black cape.

"Oh my God!" He gasped and ran up to her friend "Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine." She assured but coughed anyways – blood was coughed into her ahdn and blood stained her teeth and flecked her lips.

"Hold on," Hong Lou Meng said and reached under her belt where she took out a pouch "You've obviously got some eternal damage, don't worry I have some herbs for it." She took out a gnarled root and made Ch'rell eat it, then gave her some strange powder.

"Better?" Hong Lou Meng asked.

"Much – thank you, the pain is going away." Ch'rell sighed in relief.

"Hey, hey!" Someone called – the trio turned to see Romania running towards them, Ch'rell was about to cower in fear but Romania crouched in front of her and grabbed her shoulders. "Hey, are you alright?" Romania asked, sounding panicked, Ch'rell was too surprised "I am like, really sorry." Romania told her, wrought with guilt. "This tournament is so unfair – sticking first-year rookies like you guys with the rest of us, who have done this twice or more." She explained "This thing is rigged – you're way smaller than me! I'm really sorry I busted you up so bad."

As if to prove her point, Romania pulled the smaller girl in for a comforting hug. Not afraid of the other girl anymore, Ch'rell hugged back.

"It's okay." Ch'rell responded "Thanks for not going easy on me."

"Man, I wish this were more like real-world fighting, where there are weight brackets." Romania said as she withdrew "I'm in the 164 weight class – you have to be like, what, 80 pounds?"

"90, actually." Ch'rell answered.

"Still! I'm bigger than you – and older. This is the third time I'm in this tournament, this is your first, right?"

"Uh huh, me and my friends here." Ch'rell said and motioned towards Hong Lou Meng and Pierce.

"Oh – woah, I've never seen a Turtleoid that big before." Romania said as she eyed Pierce.

"Turtleoid?" He questioned allowed "I'm not a turtleoid – I'm a TMNT."

"…."

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle."

"Huh…. That's catchy." Romania shrugged "Well, I'm Romania from Russia, call me Roma."

"Nice to meet you Roma, my name is Pierce and I'm from New York."

"… Huh… Alligators in the sewers?"

"Try eight mutant ninja turtles, an old mutant ninja rat…. And a giant mutant crocodile."

"… New York really does attract all kinds."

"I'm just in the backround of this scene." Hong Lou Meng stated as she looked to the 'screen' beyond the fourth wall. "See you all in the next chapter - review to get it, the writer has to be motivated!"

To be continued…..

(1) So each of the turtles use one weapon consistently - one they had mastered. Otherwise, they are either proffient or basic in other weapons; they were required to learn to use at least one sword weapon, one chain weapon and one blunt weapon. Not all of these weapons are Japanese or ninja-based.

Moth: Twin scimitar (Main), bow and arrows (Secondary), single nunchaku, holy staff.
Mura - Naginata, bo staff, kwan dao, twin ninjato.
Jones - Butterfly swords(Main), single kusarigama, Yubi-bo, twin flame-bladed swords
Sunni - Twin Chigiriki(Main), eku, twin Dangpa, flying claws
Pierce - Twin Tambo (Main), three-section staff, twin tonfa and single katana

...Sorry this took longer than usual, but like I'm really busy - school, chores, home (two baby brothers running around) and Wrestling practice, not to mention I need to sleep... So yeah. And I'm not even that motivated to do this story, I only have one reviewer anyways.