AN: The beginning of this chapter is a bit more… informational… I hope it isn't boring, and I am really sorry about the previous chapter, that was a huge mess.
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Chapter 9
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POV: Narrator
Dimension: TMNT 2k12
Darkness. That is the only word that can describe the Crimson Void Clan. This clan is lead by a great leader by the name of Lord Gosutosodo, ninja nickname, Ghost Blood. He is a great ruler and has two sons. His elder son had always been a little dark throughout his childhood, but most people just brushed it off. Some people didn't trust him, because of how he looked: red eyes, fire red hair, and very fair skin. He didn't have many friends when he was younger but made many within his clan. He was named Yukio when he was born, because he was a greedy child, wanted power as he grew up, and always got what he wanted, and his ninja nickname is Bloody Scythe. He is a trained tokushu butai ninja. He is loud, rude, and has a thirst for gore. He is now 17, soon to be 18 and ruler of Crimson Void.
His brother, on the other hand, is very calm. He believes that his clan is spilling unnecessary blood, and thinks that if his brother becomes ruler, much more crimson will be on his clan's hands. He keeps his opinions secret though, in fear of being evicted from his family and clan. He is currently 15, and was trained as a medical ninja for a couple weeks, and is his father's right-hand man for planning missions. Other than that, he is a normal ninja. He is kind, caring, has a little bit of a temper, and is very quiet. His name is Yosuke, and it means to give help, and his ninja nickname is Secret Kunai.
Their mother was mysteriously murdered about two years ago, and they never found the murderer. Yosuke thinks it was somebody within their clan, but as usual, is too afraid to speak up. Their father, Gosutosodo, didn't care or give any feeling when he heard of their mother's death, so he was Yosuke's top suspect.
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AN: And that's about it for information. If you guys need more information incorporated into the story about appearances, just tell me in the comments or P.M. me. If me writing still isn't helping, you can ask me to draw a certain character to post on Deviantart. Keep in mind, I have school and a family life, so the image may not be posted onto my deviant for a handful of days, or even a couple weeks. So now that's out of the way, onto the actual chapter!
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POV: Narrator
Dimension: TMNT 2k12
The two girls sat in separate cells in, what they called, the dungeon. Two ninja stood guard, and they wore the clan's traditional outfit, which was an all black suit with a space for the eyes and the clan logo on the headband (a red square with a couple crooked slashes). One of the guards sighed and rubbed his temples as the two new ninja for the next shift came in, "Finally," the ninja said, "My legs were starting to go numb," The ninjas coming in roll their eyes in annoyance.
Tertia paced around her cell, overhearing and yet ignoring the conversation happening between the two new guards. She and Donella had been trapped in these cells for what felt like hours, and she was not a patient person.
Then, everything was silent; the guards had stopped talking, Tertia had stopped pacing, it was just silent. Mabey too silent. Then there was a quiet patter of footsteps from the hallway, "Are our guests playing nicely?" a booming voice asked, "Y-yes Lord Gosutosodo." one of the guards responded.
"Good," the man 'Gosutosodo' said, "Then leave us."
"Yes my Lord." The two guards then left the room, leaving Donella and Tertia with Gosutosodo.
"So, you two girls said that you don't know each other?"
"Y-yes señor," Tertia said from her cell. Donella could tell she was afraid because she had stuttered and accidentally said Spanish. She speaks in Spanish whenever she gets nervous or afraid, she knows because when they first met, she blurted out random Spanish words while on a roller coaster.
"Gosutosodo was it? Sorry to be rude, but why are you asking us that? It doesn't make any sense. Are you going to kill one of us? Sell one?" Donella asked from the corner of her cell, arms crossed.
"I have a deal with the Gang of Anarchy. They are giving me a huge shipment of weapons in trade for a gunman they can train," Gosutosodo said.
"Then why do you need two people? I mean, you have two people here, what would you need a second one for?" Donella remarked
"Because the Kraang said that one of you was a going to be a fighter, and I need more talented fighters on my side," Gosutosodo said with a snide grin.
"Neither of us fight," Donella assumed
"Well, that is what my two sons are for. Yukio! Yosuke!" He shouted. The two boys who had escorted Donella and Tertia into the van the night before appeared in a snap.
"What do you want father?" one dressed in black and red asked, "I need you each to test one of these two, one will go to Gang of Anarchy, the other will stay here and train to be a Crimson,"
"Hai, watashinochichi (Yes, my father)" both boys responded.
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POV: Tertia Delgado
Dimension: TMNT 2k12
The boy with red eyes came up to be with an evil grin, "Well, we better get on with the test."
He put a pair of chains onto my wrists and started to escort me down the dimly lit corridors. We arrived at what looked like a dojo of sorts a few minutes later, "Pick your weapon from the wall," he said to me. I picked up a sword, then secretly grabbed my favorite weapon while Red's back was turned: ninja stars. I shove the stars inside my gigantic sweater pockets, and into my waistband. I then turned around to see he was still getting his weapon.
When he turned around, his eyes were glowing, and he had a scythe in his hand, "Hey kid, you ready?"
"I was born ready!" I said. We each got into a stance, then the battle started.
POV: Donella Timbers
Dimension: TMNT 2k12
The really evil looking guy left the room with Tertia. I was still leaning against the wall with my arms crossed when the other boy came up to my cell and unlocked it, "Hey, what is the deal with your brother? Is he insane or something?" I asked.
"Huh? Oh.. well. He has a huge thirst for… battle…" he said quietly from the door of the cell. I just stood there with wide eyes, "Is going to pulverize... that... girl?" I asked quietly.
"We had direct orders from our father to leave you to in as good of condition as possible, so hopefully not. He's been known to stray from mission every now and then, so who knows." He said.
Oh crap, Tertia got the worse one. I silently wished that I had gotten the worse guy. The ninja came up to me, "Ok, so I apparently need to put these chains on you now," he said as he walked up to me. I offered my wrists to him, and his reaction was priceless. Tertia's mutation was obvious, but mine wasn't in the dimly lit prison, so when I offered my wrists, his eyes went wide. I now had four fingers and green tinted skin, so his reaction made sense.
"So, are we going to go?" I asked him impatiently.
"Oh… yes, yes," He stuttered. After he put on the chains, we walked down the dim corridors to a spacious room with more dim lights, weapons on the wall, and basically no colors.
"Ok, so you basically choose your weapon from that wall over there," he started, "Then you will have to fight me in order for my father to see who will go to Anarchy, and who will become a crimson."
"Yadda yadda, blah blah," I mimicked, "Let's get on with it." I waited a couple seconds, then reached for my thighs and pulled out my pistols, "Ya know, these were my dad's before he gave them to me as a Christmas present a couple years ago. I am a pretty good shot and would advise you call of the test. Unless you want to lose your ability to hear from your right ear."
He froze on the spot, eyes wide, "You think that a stupid gun will make me scared?" I shot a bullet into the wall next to him. He looked right at me at me, surprised I had actually shot the gun.
"The next one goes to your head if you don't take me seriously, call off the test and answer my questions."
"Ok ok," he said, "What do you want to know?"
"First, I want to know what state we are in,"
"We are in New York,"
"What do you know about Gang of Anarchy?"
"They are a ruthless bunch, absolutely no mercy. Most likely don't even know the word,"
"Go on," I pushed.
"They are lead by a woman named Bala Pistola, but everybody knows her as Mamma Ammo. She's been running the gang for about 15 years in the Queens, killing anybody who disobeyed her,"
"Is that all?"
"One more thing. There is one way in, but almost nobody has ever gotten out. Why do you want to know this stuff?"
"I had a feeling that my gun skills are of no use to a ninja group that seems set on assassination with more... traditional weapons."
I put my guns back in their holders, staring at the boy across the room. He would've looked weak and frail because of how skinny he was, if not for the two katanas he had in his hands.
"So, is the test over then?" I asked from the wall.
"Yes." He answered, putting his swords into their sheaths. He then escorted me out back to my cell. This week just keeps getting better.
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AN: Okay, so my brother helped with the name for the gang Gosutosodo mentioned, so credit of the name goes to him. I hope that you enjoyed!
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~DT'sGHOST