Note To Readers: If your reading now, please drop me a line, and tell me how I'm doing. I wrote The Marvelous Spiderman and felt disappointed with the choices I made and the path my stories took. I have also felt that way about The Night with the Twelve (Naruto) and Transformers: fight for the Alspark. When I look over it, I realize I can't write sequels to a Night With a Twelve, I lost inspiration for Transformers and Spiderman, and I am very bad with tragedies (Mating Season). This is the only story I am enjoying from start to finish and still have inspiration to continue. I pray that once this is over I will find another interest that will allow me to continue my quest to become a great author.
A few stories interest me, like I won't to make a future. I'm waiting for a good shot at a Sonic series, a Iron Man adaption, and when Naruto finally ends I want to create a story of an original character. Waiting for that little star to shine for me! ANYWAY!!
CHAPTER 11: THE CAVE OF TRAILS
6:00 am: Michelangelo woke up and yawned. He looked over the room, and saw Keno sleeping on the couch across from him. He went into the bathroom and showered quickly, for he knew today was an important day. He wrapped his mask around his face, strapped his belt around his waist, and added his wrist bands, elbow and knee pads to the equation. He packed his blanket and pillow in a bag and grabbed plenty of cupcakes and potato chips. This was the day of his trials.
6:15 am: Donatello woke up in the barn, where he had set up his lab. He slept through the entire process his invention went through. He had made it from a a metal tube, a gallon of water, a wooden wheel, and his handy generator he carried around with him. He pulled the wooden handle that allowed the water to continue to pour onto the wheel. He went over with a rubber glove and picked up a piece of cloth. He used the rest of the water and poured it onto his body. He had no time to shower, so he used the gallon of water he had recycled constantly, and bathed in it. He then gripped his mask and wrapped his mask over his eyes,he strapped on his elbow and knee pads, and put his backpack and old sash. This was the day of his trials.
6:20 am: Raphael was angry at himself. He had slept late. He went to sleep early and still managed to sleep late. He went and showered with cold water, because someone had used all the hot water. He went and began to pack as many ninja stars and kunai as possible. He then strapped on his elbow and knee pads, and pulled out a box from under his bed. He opened it and pulled out a new and clean red mask. His other mask was dirty and tattered. He was ready for a new start, starting with his mask. This was the day of his trails.
6:35: Leonardo hadn't slept all night. Ever since he heard how April felt about him, all hope had vanished from him. He knew if would have went to his room, he would've been caught by her, so he stayed on the roof all night. He saw the sky change to a light blue and his younger brother leaving the barn. He knew today was the day of his trails.
"Mind if I sat down?" Leo turned around and saw April, standing there behind him. She sat there.
"Sorry for what?" Leo asked. " I never had a chance. I'm a turtle you're a human. We never would have worked out." April was shocked at Leo's confession. " You were my first crush April. "
"Leo…" April tried to say something, but she was speechless. She stood up and walked away in shame.
The Forest
The four didn't speak on their trails. All they knew is that each one will go through a test and it will be difficult. Last trail they had to save a pretty girl, fight off ninjas, and escape metal robots, and master splinter DIDN'T EVEN SET IT UP! Michelangelo reflects on the past trails. Back then, they were all into different things. Donatello had just found out about Discovery Channel, Raphael and Leo were always break dancing, and myself, I was a normal kid, watching power rangers and eating sweets they stole. Then came the day we had our trails. We had to swim through the sewers and retrieve a special box Splinter had lost. The alligator in the sewer was no lie. HE WAS HUGE!! Don said it wasn't even a alligator. It was a20 foot, hungry and dangerous crocodile. We don't know how it got there but we were chased from 12th Street to the docks. We ended up getting the package and it turned out to be a box of donuts, with one left. We were sad we had to go through all that for a donut, but we all realized that we had grown stronger from the adventure.
Leo held his arm out, signally they brothers to stop. He sniffed the air. Leo pointed to the left and took off running. The four brothers ran through the forest with speed and grace. The chase went from the ground, to tree branches, to the air. Leo did a 360 flip into a opening between the branches, slid down a fallen tree and stopped at a cave with flaming torches on each end of the entry. His brothers stopped behind him. Leo closed his eyes and listened. He heard the notes coming from the familiar flute Master Splinter would blow when a trial began. " Guys, this is the start of the trails."
The Four brothers walked slowly down the cave, torches the only thing that illuminated the path. Leo gripped one off the wall and Raph gripped another. Leo unsheathed one sword as he led his brothers, and Raph guarded the back. Leo then stopped. " Don, take you bo and tap this area."
Donatello cautiously tapped the area. Suddenly the walls shot needles to each wall over the area. " Well, thank god we didn't walk he-HEEEEERRREEEE!!" at that point, the ground dropped from beneath him and they fell into a pit.
Mickey looked around. "Guys?" Mickey looked over at the torch that lit the room. Underneath was a line of Orange paint. " this is my trail." Mickey turned around and saw his brothers strapped down to a table, knocked out and a pendulum hanging over then, ready to slice them to pieces. " GUYS! Hang On I'll get you out of there."
"No, my son." Mickey heard Splinter's voice, but could find him. "Your trail is to know what's important to you. Above you, there are two switches. One is to stop the pendulum from killing your brothers; the other is to save your comic book collection."
Mickey looked over with horror as he saw his vintage collection of Iron Man comics were about to be shredded in a pit of razors. " NO! not Issue #1 through 50!"
"Since you have no weapon, you must choose which weapon you need to achieve your goal." Splinter explained, as he showed three sets of weapons on the ground. "Choose what's important to you. Your comics, or your brothers."
Mickey couldn't believe it. He had to choose to brothers who usually hit him on his head every time he said a joke, and the comics he fought so hard to find. He looked down at the weapons. He looked up and saw the switches at the top of the cave, far from him. Mickey crouched and sprinted up the wall and leaped for the switches. He didn't even get close to them. He fell on is shell hard enough he woke up his brothers. " MICKEY! WHAT THE SHELL IS THIS!!" Raph yelled.
"My trail." Mickey responded. He looked down and saw the weapons. He began to try what is brothers would call analyzing.
Donatello, laying between his older brothers, looked at Mickey who looked confused. " The Helicopter! Remember the Helicopter!?"
Mickey remembered the time him and Donatello watched the show about helicopter when they were younger. Mickey's favorite part was when they talked about the blades at the top of the helicopters that rotated and allowed the chopper to lift. " BINGO!!" Mickey looked down at the weapons once more. He saw a broadsword, chigiriki, and a pair of nunchaku. He picked up the nunchaku. He began to spin the in a circle. He began to turn the harder and faster and the blades turned into a blur. Mickey held them over his head and began to feel the gusts off wind start to blow hard on him. He leaped up and the Nunchaku lifted him higher allowing him to kick both switches. The pendulum stopped and the straps that held them down loosened, allowing the elders to escape.
Leo unsheathed his sword. "Michelangelo, bow." Mickey, unclear leo's intentions, followed his brothers command. " I now deem you an elite ninja, and the 5th of the elements." Mickey looked up and the light we haven't seen since he was younger gleamed brighter than anything they had ever seen. But the light wasn't real enough to stop Michelangelo from crying when he saw his comics shredded before his eyes.
"NO!!" He cryed as he saw the pages fly into the air. He pulled a page out the air and looked at it. " Hey! This page is blank!" He started to look through ripped and shredded papers and realize it was all clear paper. " It was all an illusion…"