ROUND SEVEN: BOSS BATTLE: Rat Jitsu

"YOU KNEW HIM AS LOU JITSU! I SIMPLY KNOW HIM AS DAD-"

Leo's heart stopped. Someone sucked in a gasp behind him. They were fighting Master Splinter? They've never won against their father before.

"AND TONIGHT HE WILL BE REPRISING THE ROLE OF RAT JITSU!"

The audience stood and screamed, stomping their feet. Spotlights turned on and made a sweep of the arena before they all landed on one car. Where a short rat-man stood in a pose, wearing a tight blue jumpsuit and yellow glasses. Leo clapped his hands over his ears as fireworks went off.

"HOT SOUP!"

'Rat Jitsu' hopped down from his car podium and got into a fighting stance facing them. He looked nothing like Leo's father. Jitsu was maybe half the height as Master Splinter and Master Splinter would never wear this skintight 1980s style baby-blue jumpsuit with fringe.

"LET THE ROUND BEGIN!"

Raph charged past Leo and moved to attack Jitsu. Jitsu kicked down on Raph's arm, using it as a step to flip over Raph's head before kicking Raph in the back. "Never rush in!"

Casey, having not learned from Raph's mistake, also rushed in. Jitsu put a hand on the side of his hockey stick and used the other hand to push Casey away from him. Casey fell down next to Raph.

"I just told you to never rush in!"

Leo advanced while Jitsu's back was turned. Jitsu whipped his tail out towards Leo and knocked his swords out of his hands.

"Never assume you have the advantage!"

Jitsu kicked Leo, sending him backwards. Leo pushed himself back up only to see Jitsu disarm April and Donnie just as easily.


April was tired, and hungry, and just wanted this to be over. Every time one of them got close Jitsu just threw them back again. No one had managed to get a hit in yet.

Donnie threw his last smoke bomb, but all it did was aid Jitsu instead of distracting him. He moved so fast it was as if he was teleporting. He used the smoke screen to take out Raph and Leo, who had managed to get closer to him. He threw them into the side door of a car.

April forced herself up and ran at Jitsu. Suddenly her arm was wrapped up with tail and she was thrown into the windshield of a different car.

"Ow…"


Raph pushed himself to his feet, "Get up! Guys get up! Mikey needs us."

Everyone was down. April and Leo were half in cars, Donnie was pinned under debris, and Casey was face down on the ground.

"If you cannot defeat me in a physical battle, there is one more way."

"What is it?" Donnie called out from his place on the ground.

"It is simple, really. You must convince me why you want Orang-Michelangelo back so badly."

"What?" Raph was not expecting that.

"He is your prize in this battle, is he not? Why do you want him? How badly do you want him?"

"Easy," Raph said, "because he's our brother, and he's our brother!"

"Nope. Not good enough. I am not convinced."

"Because he's family!" Leo called out. He was hanging upside down from a monster truck.

"And…?"

"Because he's our friend!" Casey yelled.

"Which means?"

"That he's our friend?"

"I am still not convinced," Rat Jitsu sat down in a discarded car seat and leaned back, as if he was expecting this to take a while.


"Because he's my little brother! Because it's my job to protect him and I failed! Because I miss his nonsense rambling and playing videogames with him! Because without him I have no one to joke around with! Because without him life is dull and gray and miserable! Because- because-" Raph had to pause to take in a big breath.

"Okay, I am convinced."

"Huh?"

Rat Jitsu walked over to Raph. He pushed Raph's arm up till Raph's sai was even with his chest. Jitsu walked into the sai and fell back dramatically with a fake scream.

The crowd gasped.

"I have been defeated! Slain on the battlefield!"

"NO" the crowd screamed. The horns went off for the final time.

One.

Two.

Three.

Jitsu shot a wink up at Raph.

"IN A SURPRISING TURN OF EVENTS, THE CHAMPION HAS BEEN DEFEATED! WHICH IS TOTALLY BOGUS AND SHOULD NOT COUNT-"

Raph saw someone shove Primetime.

"NOW WE GO TO THE OFFICALS. WHAT IS YOUR RULING OH HIGH CHANCELOR OF THE TOURNAMENT? HAVE OUR VICTORS EARNED THE RIGHT TO SPEAK WITH MICHELANGELO?"

A spotlight moved up to the control box. The lights inside turned on, showing two figures. One in purple and another in orange. The orange figure stood up and held his hand out. The purple figure pressed something and suspenseful music began playing. The jumbo screens all turned on and showed a close up of the box.

Raph's heart stuttered.

The orange figure was Mikey. He was wearing an orange sweatshirt and patterned pajama bottoms. He had a closed off look on his face. He held a hand out in front of him. He had made a fist but left his thumb extended.

He turned his wrist, turning it into a thumbs up. And smiled. There was clapping from the crowd.

"Come with me," Jitsu said, now standing up and cracking his back, "I will take you to him."