Warehouse Waltz (Part I)
John stared blankly at Micheal as he recalled his initiation into the Black Lotus.
"Micheal I'm sorry I couldn't fix your mess now you'll have to take matters into your own hands. I'm not sure what is in store for you tomorrow but just remember all that I have taught you and you will endure."
"You make everything sound so simple."
"With your skills and the things I taught you today you should be ready for any challenge."
Micheal thanked John for his advice and left, allowing John to close the dojo and head back to that all to familiar place.
John was making so many trips to the sewers lately that his eyes were growing accustomed to the complete darkness that occurred when the sun went down.
"Hey guys its our favorite human!" Mikey said, announcing John arrival.
The turtles greeted John and then let him speak.
"I've got good and bad news fellas."
"Let's hear the bad news first," Donatello said.
"Bad news is one of my students was forced into the Black Lotus. However the good news is that because of this we may be able to find the new Black Lotus hideout."
"This time we must make sure to end the Black Lotus' stay in the city," Leo said.
"You gonna tail the kid?" Raph asked.
"There's no sense in putting him at any added risk if we are spotted together. And anyway how would you guys be able to find the place if I got caught."
"Good point."
"When I get the location from him I'll be back here to tell you guys."
Micheal had a hard time convincing his mother that he wasn't sick when went to bed so early. He checked his clock and saw that it was eight o' clock. After he was sure his mom wasn't coming back to his room he climbed out his window and unlocked his bike chain. Micheal got on and pedaled fast because he wasn't sure how far the warehouse actually was. Forty-five minutes later he arrived at the warehouse and was screened by the doorman. Micheal was astonished at the sight of this place, right in front of him was a ring and there were hundreds of Lotuses and newcomers here.
Everyone was cheering at the action going on in the ring, so Micheal got closer to see what was happening. Inside was a kid his age getting the life beat out of him, the boy was bleeding around his eyes and wasn't even standing on his own. Micheal would have got in there and tried to stop the match if he wasn't so badly outnumbered, there was no way he could help. From out of nowhere Bruce joined him and smiled, "Looks like we're going a little early."
Two uniformed members entered the ring and carried the kid out. Micheal couldn't believe how much blood was on the mat, there was blood splattered in every direction and every spot on the mat. He and Bruce finally entered into the ring and were approached by someone.
"There are only three rules in this match: no weapons, no cheating, and someone has to get knocked out. You will begin when the bell is struck."
He stepped out of the ring and almost immediately a bell sounded. Bruce and Micheal just stood there and glared at each other.
"I know you didn't show up that night and I'm gonna prove you the liar you really are!"
Micheal ran forward and kicked, but Bruce easily dodged his attack. Bruce bounced off the ropes and dropkicked him, exactly like a wrestler might have. Bruce got to his feet quickly, grabbed Micheal by the thigh, and began to stomp away on it mercilessly. Micheal kicked Bruce with his free leg and broke free of his hold. He closed in on Bruce and jabbed him continuously in the face until he started hitting Bruce with open palmed strikes that were forcing him backwards, into the ropes. Micheal then knocked Bruce out of with a dropkick he certainly was not expecting.
He flipped over and crashed to the floor below and just lay there trying to catch his breath before going back. As he slowly rose and then rolled into the ring Micheal had already been positioned on top of a turnbuckle. When Bruce got to his feet Micheal jumped to execute his attack, however his chest met Bruce's boot. While Micheal was still on the mat, gasping and trying to recover his breath, Bruce ran to the ropes, bounced off, and then hit Micheal with a mean elbow drop. Bruce pulled him up by his shirt and rapped his head with his knuckles. Micheal, with catlike flexibility escaped from his shirt and surprised Bruce.
He struck Bruce with an elbow to the gut, spun around him, and then elbowed him again, only this time in the back. Quickly before Bruce even turned around, Micheal used the ropes to help him slide into Bruce's legs, which caused him to fly face first into the mat. Micheal's next move was even quicker, he darted to the top of the closest turnbuckle and jumped off and was able to connect his leg with Bruce's neck. Bruce got up quicker than he expected and before he knew it he was trapped in a bear hug.
Although this move was powerful Bruce committed two costly mistakes; the first was that Micheal was facing him and second even worse than that was that his hold was far too low and Micheal's arms were free. Micheal assaulted Bruce's face with a flurry of punches. Bruce released his hold, but instantly slung him into a corner turnbuckle and charged after him into the corner to deliver a massive body slam. Micheal fell and Bruce picked him up and punched his eye, but Micheal responded with a punch to Bruce's jaw. Micheal landed a spin kick to Bruce's which was so strong that spit flew from his mouth and he flew as well, hitting the mat with a noisy thud. All of a sudden the crowd who had been silent the whole match had erupted into to cheers for Micheal.
John stared blankly at Micheal as he recalled his initiation into the Black Lotus.
"Micheal I'm sorry I couldn't fix your mess now you'll have to take matters into your own hands. I'm not sure what is in store for you tomorrow but just remember all that I have taught you and you will endure."
"You make everything sound so simple."
"With your skills and the things I taught you today you should be ready for any challenge."
Micheal thanked John for his advice and left, allowing John to close the dojo and head back to that all to familiar place.
John was making so many trips to the sewers lately that his eyes were growing accustomed to the complete darkness that occurred when the sun went down.
"Hey guys its our favorite human!" Mikey said, announcing John arrival.
The turtles greeted John and then let him speak.
"I've got good and bad news fellas."
"Let's hear the bad news first," Donatello said.
"Bad news is one of my students was forced into the Black Lotus. However the good news is that because of this we may be able to find the new Black Lotus hideout."
"This time we must make sure to end the Black Lotus' stay in the city," Leo said.
"You gonna tail the kid?" Raph asked.
"There's no sense in putting him at any added risk if we are spotted together. And anyway how would you guys be able to find the place if I got caught."
"Good point."
"When I get the location from him I'll be back here to tell you guys."
Micheal had a hard time convincing his mother that he wasn't sick when went to bed so early. He checked his clock and saw that it was eight o' clock. After he was sure his mom wasn't coming back to his room he climbed out his window and unlocked his bike chain. Micheal got on and pedaled fast because he wasn't sure how far the warehouse actually was. Forty-five minutes later he arrived at the warehouse and was screened by the doorman. Micheal was astonished at the sight of this place, right in front of him was a ring and there were hundreds of Lotuses and newcomers here.
Everyone was cheering at the action going on in the ring, so Micheal got closer to see what was happening. Inside was a kid his age getting the life beat out of him, the boy was bleeding around his eyes and wasn't even standing on his own. Micheal would have got in there and tried to stop the match if he wasn't so badly outnumbered, there was no way he could help. From out of nowhere Bruce joined him and smiled, "Looks like we're going a little early."
Two uniformed members entered the ring and carried the kid out. Micheal couldn't believe how much blood was on the mat, there was blood splattered in every direction and every spot on the mat. He and Bruce finally entered into the ring and were approached by someone.
"There are only three rules in this match: no weapons, no cheating, and someone has to get knocked out. You will begin when the bell is struck."
He stepped out of the ring and almost immediately a bell sounded. Bruce and Micheal just stood there and glared at each other.
"I know you didn't show up that night and I'm gonna prove you the liar you really are!"
Micheal ran forward and kicked, but Bruce easily dodged his attack. Bruce bounced off the ropes and dropkicked him, exactly like a wrestler might have. Bruce got to his feet quickly, grabbed Micheal by the thigh, and began to stomp away on it mercilessly. Micheal kicked Bruce with his free leg and broke free of his hold. He closed in on Bruce and jabbed him continuously in the face until he started hitting Bruce with open palmed strikes that were forcing him backwards, into the ropes. Micheal then knocked Bruce out of with a dropkick he certainly was not expecting.
He flipped over and crashed to the floor below and just lay there trying to catch his breath before going back. As he slowly rose and then rolled into the ring Micheal had already been positioned on top of a turnbuckle. When Bruce got to his feet Micheal jumped to execute his attack, however his chest met Bruce's boot. While Micheal was still on the mat, gasping and trying to recover his breath, Bruce ran to the ropes, bounced off, and then hit Micheal with a mean elbow drop. Bruce pulled him up by his shirt and rapped his head with his knuckles. Micheal, with catlike flexibility escaped from his shirt and surprised Bruce.
He struck Bruce with an elbow to the gut, spun around him, and then elbowed him again, only this time in the back. Quickly before Bruce even turned around, Micheal used the ropes to help him slide into Bruce's legs, which caused him to fly face first into the mat. Micheal's next move was even quicker, he darted to the top of the closest turnbuckle and jumped off and was able to connect his leg with Bruce's neck. Bruce got up quicker than he expected and before he knew it he was trapped in a bear hug.
Although this move was powerful Bruce committed two costly mistakes; the first was that Micheal was facing him and second even worse than that was that his hold was far too low and Micheal's arms were free. Micheal assaulted Bruce's face with a flurry of punches. Bruce released his hold, but instantly slung him into a corner turnbuckle and charged after him into the corner to deliver a massive body slam. Micheal fell and Bruce picked him up and punched his eye, but Micheal responded with a punch to Bruce's jaw. Micheal landed a spin kick to Bruce's which was so strong that spit flew from his mouth and he flew as well, hitting the mat with a noisy thud. All of a sudden the crowd who had been silent the whole match had erupted into to cheers for Micheal.