Turning Point
Evil Wanda: He's startin' tah, yeah ;)
Gothchick101: Lol, yeah, Karai and Raph together is sorta weird XD
Chapter Twelve
"Why will you not answer me?" the Shredder roared, red eyes glaring at the bruised, battered but silent form of the mutated rat he despised.
A pair of deep gashes from his gauntlet could be found on the rat's exposed chest, its grey fur matted with blood, "Talk, rodent!" Using the flat of his blade, the Shredder smacked the side of Splinter's head.
The rat did not respond, its eyes closed, head drooping. With a snarl of frustration, the Shredder turned around and walked over to the door, glancing at his victim one more time, he spoke, "Perhaps after another night of thirst, hunger and pain you will be more willing to squeak like the rodent that you are." After having said this, the Shredder slammed the door shut behind him.
He walked away from the room he referred to as his Interrogation Room, unaware of the three broadly built figures that watched him, hidden in the shadows.
Once he was sure the Shredder was gone, Raphael signaled for his brothers to step out of their hiding places. Leading the way to the door, Raph tried to open it. "It's locked!"
"Let me try, Raph." Raphael stepped aside to make room for his purple-clad brother. The hotheaded turtle watched as his brainy brother examined the lock.
"It's a big, old fashioned kind… surprising since the Shredder's been collecting the technology the Triceratons left behind."
"If it's old fashioned, we might as well get in the old fashioned way." Facing his brother, Mikey, Raph ordered, "Mikey, keep a lookout incase any o' them Foot bozos hear me breakin' an' enterin'."
When Michelangelo nodded his head and did as Raphael asked, the red-banded turtle returned his attention to the door. The turtle took several steps back before charging towards the door, slamming one of his broad shoulders into it.
The force of Raphael's charge broke the door's lock and left it hanging on only one of its hinges. Raphael's usually narrow eyes widened at the sight of his sensei and father. "Master Splinter!"
The red-clad turtle ran towards the old rat, Donatello following him. "Master Splinter… what'd they do t'you?" Using his sais, Raph cut the ropes binding his sensei. Carrying Master Splinter, Raphael gently laid him down on the floor, making room for Donatello to inspect their master.
"Is he… is he gonna be alright, Don?"
The purple-clad turtle inspected their sensei's wounds, wincing when he got a good luck at the rat's chest. "If… if we get him out of here as soon as possible."
The sound of Mikey's scream made Raph's heart skip a beat. The orange-clad turtle ran into the room, "Guys! Foot dudes are on their way he-" The turtle let out another scream when he caught sight of Master Splinter.
"Like mice to a trap, I see you have come to join your rat master." The unmistakable voice of the Shredder could be heard as he entered the room.
Leaping to his feet, Raph glared at the Shredder, twirling his sais expertly. "Yer gonna pay fer what ya did t' Master Splinter, Shredder!" The turtle's eyes narrowed even more when he stopped twirling his weapons-of-choice. He emphasized one word from his previous statement by repeating it, "Pay!" After he said this, Raph charged towards their hated enemy.
The Shredder blocked one of Raphael's sais with an armored wrist. Drawing his sword and blocking the other sai swung towards him, the Shredder kicked the turtle's chest before he could attack again.
Raphael let out a growl of rage, charging towards the Shredder once more. With burning rage and fury, the turtle attacked Shredder continuously, growling when he missed, if his attacks were blocked or when the Shredder managed to hit him. Though not all of his attacks hit the Shredder, some of them did, puncturing deep holes in the Shredder's armor as well as several slashes.
While the Shredder and Raphael battled, Michelangelo and Donatello fought the Shredder's fighters, protecting their Master Splinter. "Don, how many of these guys are we gonna have to fight?" Mikey asked, swinging one of his nunchucks towards a ninja.
"There's going to be a lot of them, Mikey, and I mean a lot." Donatello hit several ninjas with his bo staff, causing them to crash in to each other. "We're in their building after all."
The weak voice of their injured sensei could be heard saying, "My sons… where are Raphael and Leonardo?"
Donatello had to resist the urge to kneel down next to his sensei and begin treating his wounds. At the moment, their highest priority would have to be to protect him. "Raph's fighting the Shredder, Master Splinter." Don hit a ninja's gut with one the ends of his staff. "We dunno where Leo and Karai are."
Raphael wasn't sure how long he and the Shredder had been fighting, but his exhausted and aching body told him they had been fighting for a long time. Before he could react, the Shredder's fist hit his face, knocking him backwards and causing the back of his head to slam against the wall.
"Shredder…" The red-clad turtle lost consciousness before he could insult his enemy.
"Raph, NOOOOO!" Mikey yelled when he saw his older brother fall. The distraction was one the ninjas took advantage of, kicking and punching the turtle together, not giving him time to recover.
"Mikeeeeey!" Donatello twirled his staff, knocking some of the ninjas back as he saw their youngest brother fall. The purple-clad turtle stood over his sensei, determination in his narrowed eyes. If he was going to be knocked down like his brothers, he was going to be sure to fight and knock down as many as he could before he fell.
Firia's hazel eyes watched her ninjas searching the remains of the turtles' lair. The Shredder had ordered them to search the lair once more to find anything that would help them find the turtle called Leonardo. "Have any of you idiots found anything yet?"
She couldn't help smiling at the sight of some of them trying not to talk back. Firia approached one of them, a slightly undersized ninja searching the destroyed remains of a computer and other bits of technology she didn't bother to get a good look at.
"What the hell are you doing? How could anything important possibly be found in that pile of junk?"
"Mistress-"
Firia gave the ninja's back an unexpected kick, the unfortunate Foot member crashed into the technology. "Are you going to give me some stupid excuse?"
"No, ma'am." The ninja stood up holding what appeared to be a cross between a cell phone and a turtle shell figurine or toy. "I was going to tell you I found this, Mistress Firia."
Firia tried not to show her embarrassment, just barely managing to keep herself from attacking the snickering ninjas around her. "Er… uh… well done!"
She could tell that the ninja was smiling beneath his mask when she took the phone from him. Firia made a mental note to find out who he was and talk to him about his attitude. Sure, one could get away with treating the brat Karai with disrespect a couple of times, but Firia was different. Firia Tapan would not tolerate even just a little bit of insolence!
Chapter Fourteen's in-progress ;)