A/N: Ughh, all my teachers have been trying to cram tests in before Thanksgiving Break! Sooo evil! Dx
But have no fear, guys... I'm done with all my tests, and I'm so happy about it, so I made this chapter filled with action! :D
I don't own TMNT.
"It's time."
Their weapons clashed to the ground. The turtles (plus Karai) had been practicing for weeks, waiting for this moment. Now they looked up expectantly at Leo, his midnight blue eyes turning into opaque white slits.
"We're going. Now."
Raphael cracked his knuckles, a smirk wide across his face. "Time to bash some Foot!"
"And fry some fish!" chimed Mikey, that joke being his favorite among his ones about their enemy.
Donnie was excited as well. "And test out my newest inventions, like those plasma cutting knives that I developed using nuclear-"
Raph cut him off, rolling his eyes. "We get it, Brainiac. Let's go."
As the others headed out the lair, Karai couldn't help but ask, "You sure I'm ready, Leo?"
Leo smiled at her. "Ready as ever, Karai."
A burst of confidence surged through her. She had been practicing, almost religiously, to overcome the Shredder. Days and nights, minutes and hours, weeks...
...almost two months.
Maybe he was right.
Maybe it was time to take the Foot down, once and for all.
Leo ran ahead of his brothers and sister, leading the pack, as usual.
Just a week ago, Raph had accused him of forgetting about him. Leo had tried to make it up to him. Playing video games. Sparring. Talking. Though Raph seemed slightly less salty about it, he still was, nonetheless.
The thought that Raph was jealous that Karai was receiving more attention than him still plagued Leo's mind. But I need time to be myself, Raph. I need to relax, too.
So if Karai helps me relax, can't I hang out with her? What's wrong with that?
Leo had so badly wanted to ask Raph those questions, those questions that would never leave his already busy mind alone. But Raph was almost never in the mood to talk about "emotional stuff," or "deep questions," so he always shrugged them off like he didn't care.
But sometimes, Raph, these are things you need to care about. You can't just run away from your problems...
"What's keeping you, Fearless?"
Raph's voice broke Leo from his thoughts, and then he realized he had stopped on a lone rooftop, somewhat near the Foot Headquarters.
Leo fumbled for words to make an excuse. "We need to make sure we're all on track, and that we all know the plan." Maybe Leo wasn't the best at making excuses, but he was thankful for how natural he'd sounded at that one.
Raph, in the meanwhile, was not impressed (though that was not surprising; he could always see through Leo as if he were a piece of glass). Crossing his arms, he said, "Oh, like you haven't gone over it 300 times already! Look, Leo, I know you wanna be all careful and stuff, but I think we get it. Right, guys?"
"Uh-huh," Donnie nodded, having an inexplicable memory. Karai nodded as well. Only Mikey stood, completely oblivious to everyone as he hummed some tunes from his T-Pod.
"Mikey!" Raph yelled, but the orange clad turtle just kept on humming, obviously in his own world. "MIKEY!" Raph slapped Mikey's head.
"OWWW! Dude, what was that for?" Mikey rubbed his head in pain.
Leo sighed. "Guys, now is not the time for..." He trailed off as soon as he saw Raph grabbing one of Donnie's laser-plasma knives and heading to the Foot Headquarters. "Raph, wait-"
Raph cut open a hole in one of the topmost walls of the Foot Headquarters before heading inside.
"-for us." Leo sighed again, then gestured for the rest of the gang to follow Raph. Luckily, the red clad turtle had the sense to wait for them inside (though waiting for them before going inside of the Foot HQ would have been a more smarter, logical idea).
The HQ was almost the same as it had been the last time they'd broken in, minus for a few added security cameras. The gang used their shuriken to disable them all before heading down an all-too familiar hallway...
...to the Shredder's room.
Walking sneakily and cautiously to avoid attention and booby traps, they made their way down the eerily dark hallway before stopping behind the door that led to the Shredder's room. Karai mutated into her snake form, using her fangs to unlock the door.
"Woah," breathed Mikey. "That's SO COO-"
"Shut up!" hissed Raph. Mikey quivered back in fear, expecting Raph to slap him once more, but was surprised when he didn't receive one.
Very, very slowly, slower than a turtle's crawling pace, Karai opened the door with her tail. In the dimness of the room, they could see a mutated big cat snoring soundly on a soft plush bed.
Tiger Claw.
Everyone quickly put on their poison masks as Donnie reached for a glass vial filled with a green-brown substance - poison gas, only more upgraded and deadly than the last one. The purple clad turtle motioned for everyone to stand back. Once they had, he took off the tight cork sealing the gas before letting it all out in the room.
Almost immediately, Tiger Claw began coughing and aroused. "What- is- that- smell?" he rasped between hacking coughs.
The gang dashed out of the room, shutting the door behind them. "We have to hurry!" Leo called out to them, and they nodded. There was no time to waste. There was no telling how long it would take before the tiger was killed inside out. No chances could be taken if they wanted to get out alive.
They rushed to Stockman's room, to the lab, to the Foot Bot room, to the technical room, to Rahzar's room, to Fishface's room.
Once they'd exited his room, Mikey cheered. "YES! The fish has been fried! Time for a victory dance!"
"Let's get the heck outta here first," Raph said.
"Wait," Leo said. "We need to destroy this place."
Donnie knew what he meant and looked reluctantly at him. "Are you sure, Leo? Because-"
"I'm sure, Don."
Leo looked at him. Donnie sighed, not being much of a believer in combustion (also known as "blowing stuff up"), but reached for the homemade explosive bombs anyway. He helped Leo set it up before they ignited it.
KABOOM!
The Foot Headquarters exploded right then and there. Shards of glass and bricks were everywhere, spread out over a span of several miles.
But it wasn't their problem.
Their problem was over.
The Foot was gone.
The Shredder was gone. He had no more connections to the Foot, so he could no longer bother the Hamato Clan.
Finally, they had won, once and for all.
A/N: Hope I didn't rush that too much... but hey! Yay! The Shredder's gone!
...Or is he really?
*laughs* Nah, I'm just messing with you. I'm done with him as much as you guys are.
Next chapter will probably be an epilogue of some sorts. Stay tuned :)
