This is my first official fanfiction, but before we get started, I just wanted to show you people that just because TMNT 2012 is over, it doesn't mean that it's gone forever. It will always be in our memories. I'm saying this because I grew up watching TMNT 2012. I loved it.
But it didn't last until the very end. I'm so ashamed of myself for that.
I'm doing what some people have already done and use my own OCs, like Marcel. His POV will mostly be based off of my reactions.
One more thing, this will be a very long chapter, because I'm squeezing both parts of the first episode in here. AND I'm willing to give you Marcel's full backstory. Marcel as a cub is voiced by JD McCrary. Apollo as a cub is voiced by Malachi Barton. Kazar the Druddigon is voiced by Jim Cummings.
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Night came. And I was sleeping on a telephone pole. How, you may ask? One, my fur absorbs electricity, and two... Well, you know that cats can sleep in the most absurd positions.
The name's Marcel. I'm supposed to be a humanoid mutant tiger with yellow fur and bold, jet-black stripes. I have white paws and a white belly, and vibrant green eyes. I have an insane temper like you wouldn't believe. I set a tree on fire out of anger once! It took me forever to put it out. Anyway, I came from a forest far from the good ol' New York City I learned to thrive in.
Okay, some things to know about me... where to begin... Well, for starters, when I first mutated, which was at a very young age, maybe two in human years, I've gained unusual and unique powers. Such as, I'm able to perform Pokémon moves, though I mostly use the Fire-type moves, my favorites being Fire Punch, Flare Blitz, and Fire Fang. I also have wings that resemble the wings of a bat.
I also have claws made of steel. I'm not kidding. They're really made of steel. And I can use them as what people call brass knuckles. Except these are steel knuckles. A punch from these make my punches twice as powerful, and quite possibly painful, especially when my steel claws are fused with my Fire Punch. I can even set my entire body on fire for protection!
As far as my personality goes, even though I can be a straight up house cat, I can have trouble controlling my tiger instincts. However, don't judge me when I say I like being treated like a dog, despite being a cat. How did I become a mutant, you might ask me. Get comfortable, my friends, and I shall spin you a tale of how I first mutated many years ago.
Narrator's POV
It was a cool March afternoon in 1995, and a small tiger cub of an unknown species checks out his outdoor surroundings. This cub was Marcel. Assumed to be a Bengal Tiger, he lives with a female Sumatran Tiger cub after all the other Caspian tigers were rendered extinct. Meaning Marcel was the last of his kind.
Unable to speak yet, the two sniff each other. The female rubs her head against his. Marcel purrs at his sister.
The next day, he meets a Bengal Tiger cub that looks almost exactly like him. The cub Marcel stares at him for a few seconds. The cub Apollo instantly takes a liking to Marcel, pouncing on him playfully.
That night, Marcel is ready to go to sleep when two tiger cubs walk up to him. His brother and the female cub. Apollo settles down, curled up against his brother. Purring, Marcel puts an arm around him. The female cub sets herself down next to them, and they sleep peacefully that night.
(You'll know who the Sumatran Tigress is in Season 2. I came prepared to show you that tigers don't have to be the same species to be siblings. In this particular instance, anyway)
2 years later, September 29, 1997
An older Marcel and Apollo decided to explore what was beyond their normal boundaries; New York City. The two cubs bump into a large foot. They look up to see a Pokémon of some sort. It was a blue dragon with a gold-colored underbelly, and a spiked red head. He has long blue arms with red spikes jutting out from them. He also has two, ragged blue wings on its back. The two cubs look at it skeptically.
"Hello, little ones. My name's Kazar." The Pokémon said. "Hi… I'm Marcel, and this is my little brother, Apollo." Marcel introduces. "Nice to meet you boys. Now, if I may, I would like to ask you a question."
Marcel and Apollo look at each other. "Ask away."
Kazar kneels down in front of the two cubs. "Would you rather live by yourselves out here, or, I could take you somewhere safe." He said. "Could you give us a moment?" Marcel asked, leading Apollo away from Kazar. "Of course."
The cubs are only a few feet away from Kazar. "Are you sure we can trust him?" Marcel asked his little brother. "Well, I'd rather be inside than outside, where it might be difficult to live, even for a city." Apollo said. Marcel had to think. Either go with a Pokémon they just met, or go back to the Zoo, where they won't be able to learn how to hunt.
"Me too, but I feel like that guy's up to something…" Marcel trails off to look at Kazar. "I can't blame you there. But we should at least give him a chance, right?"
These cubs aren't as trusting as most toddlers. Nonetheless, they are not gullible, either. They know better than to go with somebody they know nothing about, but his offer sounds tempting, and going with this Pokémon is what they did.
The cubs rode on the Pokémon's back for a while, intrigued by wherever they were going. All they could do is relax, and watch in awe as the giant dragon walked through Times Square with no problems. Marcel, however, despite enjoying the ride, was suspicious about this guy. But he did offer them shelter. Any shelter is better than no shelter at all. Isn't it?
"Whoa…" Marcel looks up to see a tall building with the four letters 'TCRI' on it. "Um, Mr. Kazar, what does TCRI stand for?" Apollo asked. "Techno Cosmic Research Institute. I thought you boys might like to live somewhere where you can learn a little bit about science."
The two cubs looked at each other and shrugged. "Works for me."
Inside, there were robots inside, with pink brain things inside their chests. "Uh, why do those robots have aliens in their chests?" Marcel asked. "Uh… They work here. Yeah. You see, kids, these robots work here at the Techno Cosmic Research Institute. They process things more fluently than the average human, per say."
Marcel looks around. These robots are pretty much everywhere. He starts to feel uncomfortable around all these robots. "Hey, Apollo. Maybe we should get out of here." Marcel whispers to his younger brother. "But we just got here."
"Your brother's right, kid. Stay a while." Kazar bumps into what looks like a normal human. "Kraang sees that the one known as Kazar has returned." He said. "What's a Kraang?" Marcel asks. "And why do they talk weird?"
"The Kraang are what we call the employees here. They call each other Kraang. And they do talk weird, but they're not so bad once you get used to them." Kazar explained. "Kraang, would you take these test subjects – I mean, cubs, somewhere to stay for the night."
The man took the cubs into his arms. Unbeknownst to the cubs, Kazar gave the Kraang droid a wink, knowing what they we're going to do with them.
The two cubs are placed into separate rooms, for some reason. "Um, if we're staying here, wouldn't we have the same room?" Marcel asks the Kraang droid. "That is correct. But Kranng would like to run tests on you." THe Kraang droid said. "What kind of tests?" Marcel asked, looking at Kazar.
"Just to make sure you're healthy." Kazar answered. "Well, okay…"
While the tiger cub was strapped to the table, Kazar walked over to the nearest Kraang droid. "Is the specimen ready for mutation?" He asked. "The specimen, known as the Caspian Tiger cub, is indeed ready for mutation." The droid said.
"Excellent." Kazar said. "Kraang recommends that the one known as Kazar uses this to assist the mutation of this specimen." The Kraang droid handed Kazar an injection needle. "It contains the DNA of all the Fire type creatures known as Pokémon, as well as the DNA from the Pokémon known as Mew and Mewtwo."
"Does the same thing apply to the other specimen?" Kazar asked. "Indeed. The other specimen, known as the Bengal Tiger cub, has the DNA of all Water type Pokémon, most of it being from the Pokémon known as Empoleon."
"Good. I will get straight on it." Kazar walked over to Marcel with the needle. "Uh, what's that?" Marcel asked. "All you need to know is, it'll improve yourself in ways you can't even imagine." Kazar explained as he injects the Pokémon DNA into the soon-to-be Caspian Tiger mutant. "I like the sound of that. I guess…"
"If it makes you feel better, the same thing is happening with your brother." Kazar added. "Good."
"Wait here, please." Kazar walked away again. "I can't really go anywhere. You guys strapped me to this table." The cub growls as he struggles to escape.
"Is the Mutagen ready?" Kazar asked. The droid nodded. "Then proceed with the mutation."
Marcel hears a distressed, catlike howl from the other side of the wall. "Wait, what's happening to him?" Marcel asked. "I might as well tell you now." Kazar pulls down on a rope, sending a flood of a strange green liquid (Mutagen) from above to drop down on the cub. "You and your brother are being mutated."
"What!?" Before he could react any more, the mutagen fell onto the young cub. He felt his entire body feeling as if it was engulfed in flames as his mutation processed. His fur color changed, so did his eye color. His muscles became more human-like. He can now feel his bones shifting, granting him the capability to stand on both two legs and all fours.
It feels like an eternity before the burning sensation in his body dies down. The now mutated Marcel takes a good, long look at himself. His fur color is now a bright yellow. His stripes are an excellent bolded black. He didn't need anyone to tell him that his eyes were now green instead of brown.
Marcel growled at the Druddigon, "What did you do to me?"
Kazar chuckles, "We mutated you and your brother. See, us people at TCRI have been studying mutagen for years. We work day and night in hopes of perfecting it one day. And when that happens, we'll be able to turn this planet into Dimension X."
"Dimension X?"
"It's where the Kraang come from."
He knew coming with this guy was a bad idea. He clenches his paws into fists, shaking with anger. "You should be thanking me, though. You now have the powers of a god; you can breath fire, you can fly, you're immortal, can lift things several times your size, and besides, yellow is the new orange for you. And as for your brother,"
On cue, a blue tiger cub busted through the door. He had gray stripes and bright amber eyes, He knew immediately that this tiger cub was his younger brother Apollo. With his newly gained supreme strength, he broke out of the table he was strapped to. Before Kazar could grab him, Marcel slid in between his legs and lifted him. "I did not think this through." Kazar admits before he's thrown into the nearest wall. "Are you okay?" Marcel asks his younger brother. "Yeah, I'm okay."
"Good. Now let's get out of here-" Several Kraang droids come in through the door. "Oh boy…"
Marcel held most of them off, but three of them grabbed Apollo. He struggles with all his might, but the robots were stronger than the year and a half cub was. "Apollo!" Marcel cries out for his brother, just as Kazar grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. "Kraang, there's gonna be a change of plans. Take the blue one and lock him up. I'll show this little weasel to the door."
Marcel struggled in the dragons' grip, fighting to get to his younger brother. No such luck as Kazar threw Marcel out of TCRI. "Now, I want you to go out there and learn to adapt to your new powers. And don't think about coming back here to get your brother. Because I can take those powers away as quick as I can give them to you. Have fun, furball."
Kazar slams the doesn't move for a few minutes before he walks away, crying. This poor cub just lost his brother and his ability to go back to the zoo in one night. What more could he possibly lose? Marcel drops down and cries like a lost child.
His crying is cut off by the sound of a man screaming in turns the corner and sees a larger than normal brown rat, and four baby turtles standing in the same green substance Marcel and Apollo was hit with.
Maybe, just maybe, Marcel has a chance at a newer, better life.
Tragic, isn't it? I was two, Apollo was about a year and a half. It's a traumatizing event for someone to have to go through for a two year old, and a year and a half old. I put the past behind me now, but I try not to think about him too much. Otherwise, I start crying to the point where I start getting a bad headache. I've searched the entire city for him, but he's nowhere to be found. But wherever he is, I hope he's okay.
I heard an odd noise coming from my right. I looked down, finding the source of the strange noise. I saw what appeared to be four mutant turtles, each of them with a different colored mask on and different weapons I've totally seen before. I've been in Japan long enough. I have you know that I've known these guys my whole life, ever since I was a little mutant tiger cub. Sometimes I sneak into the manhole and pay a visit. Splinter never seemed to mind.
Leonardo is the oldest of the four. He's a fun guy when he wants to be.
Raphael, the second oldest, and my best friend. He has anger issues, but I was always there to calm him down.
Donatello, the third oldest, and, hands down, the smartest of the four.
And then there's Michelangelo, the youngest, rarely takes anything seriously, just saying.
"Look at all the computers!" I heard a voice. I turned to the other side of the building—found them! "Is that the next generation cadmium processor with quantum encryption?" Donatello asks in excitement. I don't think he was asking anyone in particular. "I don't know, Donatello, is it?" Raphael asks rather sarcastically. Donatello looked back at the window. "It is!" He answered.
"Hey, guys, check this out." Michelangelo got their attention. He was looking at the light up fortune teller sign."It's a hand made out of light." He gasped. "Now it's an eye made out light. And the hand again! Now the eye's back! And the hand—!" He was cut short when Raphael grabs Michelangelo by his bandanna ties. "Come on, genius." He says.
These guys are hilarious! I'm having trouble holding back my laughter. When my laughter dissipate, I follow them again. I lose them for a second, but I found them. When I saw them again, they were standing in front of a pizza guy. Raphael makes a face, and the pizza guy took of in his motorcycle, scared. This time I let my laughter loose. I love that guy! As a friend, anyway.
Michelangelo took one of the pizza boxes he left behind. Little did they know they were being watched. I had to expose myself to them sometime. Maybe sometime soon would be a good time.
I don't think they've ever had pizza before. I feel sorry for them. Not for long, though. Once Michelangelo literally devoured his first slice, next came a tremendous belch. Then he says, "Uuh, yuck. You guys won't like it. I'll have the rest." Yeah, that wasn't gonna happen. Soon enough, the entire pizza was gone. I'm glad they like it. Reminds me of the first time I had a Passho Berry.
"I never thought I'd taste anything better than worms and algae, but this is amazing!" Raphael says. I gagged a bit. He's telling me that they've only had worms and algae to eat? To that, I say 'Blech!', and I've tasted both before. To be completely honest, the worms tasted way better than the algae, and the algae did not taste very good at all.
"I love it up here!" Michelangelo snapped me out of my thoughts. I shook my head. What did I want to do again? Oh yeah. Paying no mind to how animalistic my actions were, I sprinted next to Michelangelo and howl/hissed to the sky, catching everyone's attention. Next thing I knew, I was bombarded with greetings.
I get a hug from Michelangelo, a fist bump from Donatello, a "high-three" as they put it, from Leonardo, and, normally used to express our aggression, Raphael and I smash heads, recoiling after some time. It hurt as much as I thought it would. And I have a steel-hard head. I give a powerful headbutt.
After a while, we were sprinting across rooftops, until we just, stopped. "Alright guys, it's getting late, we should get going." Leonardo says. He got groans from his peers. "Wait." They stopped. And now they were looking over my shoulder, wondering what I was staring at.
I grunted, pointing with my nose at a redhead teenage girl and her father. April and Kirby O'Neil. "She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Donatello was love-struck. already.
"Isn't she the only girl you've ever seen?"
"My point still stands."
I shook my head with a smirk. Then I turn my attention back to Kirby and April. A white van pulled up, and out of it came strange looking men. I chuckle with no emotion behind it. Kraang droids, and they were closing in on Kirby and April.
"Let's go. We need to help them." I ordered, ready to jump off the building, but Leonardo grabbed my tail and pulled me back. "Splinter's instructions were very clear. We're supposed to stay away from people. And bathrooms." He says dramatically. "Okay, first off, please don't grab my tail. Second, since when do heroes ask permission to save someone?" I asks, growing impatient already. These people are in danger.
You know what, forget it, I jumped in. I got the first attack on one of the droids, clawing at his shoulders and sinking my canine teeth partway into his neck. I'm lucky these men aren't really men, because the one that's in my grasp right now would be screaming bloody murder, from either the pain or the fact that he's being mauled by a mutant tiger.
I may have scared Kirby and April with my appearance, but it's a good thing I had reinforcements. They held off the rest of them.
I released my grip on the man that was currently in my grasp. I attempted to swipe a paw at his face, but before I could even bring it down, it grabbed my arm, and flipped me over, slamming me on the ground, flat on my back. My friends weren't doing so hot, either. As far as teamwork goes, anyway. Is this their first time up here?
Minutes passed, and some of us were getting our butts kicked. As frustrating as it was, the droids got away, but they left one behind. Michelangelo and I were the only ones around. The other three were nowhere to be seen. Odd.
"You think you're tough, huh? You think you're tough enough to stand up to my hot nunchuck fury!?" The Kraang droid grabbed the other end of Michelangelo's nunchucks and pulled it out of his hand. The next thing I knew, he took off running. I wasn't scared, but I followed him. The droid was chasing us. This guy runs fast! You're should look at him go!
We were cornered in an alleyway, and the Kraang droid was closing in on us. Of course, Michelangelo stood behind me before I told him to. "Stay back!" I hissed. Mustering all my strength and energy, I unsheathed my claws and repeatedly slashed at his face until he had stumbled backward, clutching his face, and I was panting.
He fell on his side. We walked over, and I flipped him over on his back. "What the-?!" I had the same reaction as he did. Where I scratched the man's face was where we saw half of a robot's face. "That's all kinds of wrong!" What we saw next had me really weirded out. In its chest was a small Kraang. It opened its eyes and hissed at us. Michelangelo screamed, I took a few steps back. It's first action had me partially scared.
It attacked Michelangelo's face. He tried getting it off, but he was struggling. When I had enough, I grabbed it with my teeth, trying not to penetrate it, pulled it off, and threw it against the wall. It scurried away. I was too freaked out to catch it. I hate it when that happens. It's like a jump-scare that I actually expect.
I turned to where I thought Michelangelo was, but he was nowhere to be seen. Sheesh, it's like everyone's running away from me tonight. Luckily, when I found him, he found the other three. "You're not going to believe this! That dude! He- He- had a brain!" He was still freaked out. I can't say I blame him. However, his older brothers, literally, didn't believe it.
"We all have brains, Mikey." Leonardo says.
"Not all of us." Donatello added. Was that supposed to be an insult? 'Cause if not, I'd be laughing. If so, it's not funny.
"In our chests?!"
"No, Mikey. Not in our chests."
We were both getting annoyed at this point. "You're not listening to me!" Michelangelo shouted. I could see the vein on the side of his head. Next thing I knew, Leonardo slapped him in the face. "Did you just slap me?"
"I was calming you down."
"Why would that calm me down?!"
I facepalmed. Sweet mother of mutation, this is ridiculous. "I think he's delusional." Donatello says. "I don't."
"Just- Just come here. I'm telling you, the big guy was a robot and had a freaky weird alien brain thing inside its chest. You gotta believe me." Michelangelo says, leading them to the alleyway where we saw the robot. "I don't think we do." Raphael says.
"Oh yeah, well you'll change your tune when you see that he's-" We were back at the same alleyway we saw the Kraang droid, but it was nowhere to be seen. "Gone?" Michaelangelo says, confused. His brothers shook their heads and walked away.
"Wait! I'm not the only one who saw it." They stopped in their tracks. Michelangelo gestured to me. I got up on two legs. "Marcel was with me." The exact same reaction from them. "Okay, listen, you don't believe us, that's on you. But we know what we saw. For now, how's about we just shake this off to avoid an argument? Deal?"
"Deal." The three says in unison. We left the alleyway and went home without another word about this.
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I followed them into the dojo they had. We sat in a row as my new amigos told their Sensei about their first mission. "And so your inability to work together allowed them all to get away." He says.
"Well, maybe if I didn't have to waste my time arguing with hero boy, I could've saved them." Raphael says, looking angrily at Leonardo."Hey, if you hadn't gotten in my way, I could've done it." Leonardo says, then turned to Donatello. "And you went flying off on your own, how smart was that?"
"Well, it would've worked out great, if somebody hadn't hit me in the head with their nunchucks!" He shouted at Michaelangelo. "Well, this never would've happened if somebody-" he turned to me. I held my hands up. Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with this. He turned his head. "If somebody hadn't trusted us to go up there in the first place!" All eyes widened.
Michelangelo realized what he says and covered his mouth for a moment. "Oh, geez, Sensei, I didn't mean to-" Splinter interrupted him. "No, Michaelangelo. You are right." He says. "I am?" Michaelangelo asks. "He is?" The others asks in shock.
"You were not fully prepared for what was up there." He says. The turtles hung their heads. "I trained you as individuals, not as a team, and as your teacher, your father, the responsibility for that is mine. Perhaps in another year we can try again." Of course, I didn't approve of this. Even if I could go after the Kraang myself, I wouldn't want to hit in alone. And evidently, neither did Donatello.
"What? Another year? Has everybody forgotten that people were kidnapped? They don't have a year, Sensei. We have to do something now." He paused. "You weren't there, Sensei. You didn't see the way that girl looked into my eyes. She was scared, and she was counting on me, us, to save her."
Splinter turned his attention to a picture that had a man, a woman, and a baby girl. Why do they look familiar? Oh, that's probably because I kinda, sorta, witnessed Splinter's, and they boys', mutation. Oh! Note to self, wish the boys a Happy Mutation Day.
"Yes," Splinter says, now facing us. "You must save her."
"I agree, Sensei, but in that fight, we weren't exactly a well-oiled machine." Leonardo says. That's one way of putting it. "Like that robot with the brain thing." Michaelangelo says. "Give it a rest." Raphael says. I muttered 'It's called a Kraang droid' loud enough so only I could hear it.
"If you are to fight more effectively as a unit, you are going to need a leader." Splinter says. And then the boys started in.
Leonardo raises his hand. "Can I be the leader?"
"Why should you be leader? I kicked your butt, I should be the leader." Raphael interjected. "Hey, I'm smarter than all of you put together. It should be me." Donatello argued. "No way. It should be me." Michaelangelo says. We looked at him. "I don't really have a reason, I just think it would be me." I rolled my eyes, holding back a snicker. I turned to Splinter. "Although I do have a fierce reputation, I will support whatever decision you make." I says honestly.
"This is a difficult decision. I will meditate on it." Splinter says, closing the door. It opened after a few seconds. "It's Leonardo." He closed the door again. Did he even think about it? He can't have meditated that quick. Well, I says I'd support whatever decision he made. So much for a difficult decision, huh?
"No hard feelings, Raph?" Leonardo says. Raphael got up and growled. "Stick it in your shell." Well, that wasn't very nice.
...
We were sitting on top of a building. "Explain to me one more time what we're doing here?" This earned a groan from Michelangelo's older brothers. But not from me. "See that building? It has the same logo as the van that was used to kidnap the family. If we wait here long enough, one of the kidnappers will eventually show his face. And when he does, we'll make him tell us where they took them." I explained to him.
"And then we got ourselves a van!" Michelangelo says, fist pumping. Leonardo facepalmed.
"Just hit the guy when I tell you to."
"Will do."
I yawned, displaying rows of sharp teeth, while stretching. We may be here for a while. "Are you sure this is going to work?" Raphael asks. "Trust me. They'll be here any second." Leonardo says. Hours passed. And we were all getting bored. You know what I do when I'm bored? What most cats do is sleep. I might start pacing, chewing on my claws, roam around until I'm pleased with myself. When none of the above work, I sleep. Which is exactly what I did. It's like one wise cat once says, "If you can't snack, sleep." I just heard it on a cartoon. Anyway...
"Give it up already, the guy's not gonna show." Raphael says, his patience reaching its end. "We have to be patient." Leonardo says. I groaned a bit. I hate being woken up from my naps. "No, you have to come up with a better plan, because the four of us standing here with our thumbs up our noses-"
"I don't think they'd fit." Michelangelo commented. That's true. "Is pointless." Raphael finished, oblivious to his little brother's comment. Having enough, I got up, yawned, stretched, and trudged over. "You sure about that, Raphael?"
"He just showed up, didn't he?" I looked over the building, then nodded. "Should've complained two hours ago." He says under his breath. "Okay, buddy, we could do this the easy way, or my vote, the hard way." Raphael says as he and his brothers took out their weapons. I took out my torch. It's no ordinary torch. It kinda mutated with me. With it, I can use it like a cannon, performing a full power Fire Blast.
"Yeah, look at it logically. There are five of us and one of you. What are you gonna do?" Donatello asks. The man stood there for a moment, then he pulled out the strangest looking gun I've ever seen and started shooting purple lasers at us, then got back into the van.
"You had to ask." Raphael angrily shouted at Donatello. "He's getting away again." Donatello says as the van drove away. "No, he's not." Leonardo says, and with that, we chased the van down, running across the rooftops.
Raphael jumped on top of the van and the guy driving it turned sharply, flinging him off, hitting a wall. I winced. That's gotta hurt. Leonardo threw one of those ninja stars at one of the tires, causing it to swerve, hit a lamppost, and flip over. That was... Weird.
"Now we're gettin' somewhere." I says. He hid behind a building when Leonardo gave complicated hand signals. Luckily for me, I can understand sign language. "I. Don't. Know. What. That. Means!" Raphael says, moving his arms around. "Go around back." Leonardo explained.
"Why didn't he just say so?" Michelangelo asks. We went to the back of the van. Raphael opened the back, and a canister of mutagen rolled out. Typical. My tail bristled. I was trying not to lose my cool. "Mom?" Michelangelo asks, shocked. I just looked at him weird. Mom? Wouldn't his mother be a turtle? Oh right...
The others gathered around us. Donatello picked up the canister. They were all staring at it in awe. "So that's the-" Leonardo began. "Mutagen that made us into what we are now." Donatello finished.
"Let's drink some." Michelangelo says. I stared at him like he grew a second head. No way in shell was that gonna happen! "What? Why would you do that?" Raphael asks.
"Because, if you mutate a mutant, you get a super mutant!" Michelangelo explained. Well, now that he mentions it, I have always dreamed of having a secondary mutation... But mutagen is bad news.
"Or a pile of goo on the sidewalk." Donatello says. "Either way it's an improvement." Raphael says. "Guys, this is huge. Whoever kidnapped those people are somehow connected to what happened to us 15 years ago." Leonardo says.
"How is that possible?" Donatello asks. "For alien robots, anything is possible." Michelangelo says. I nodded. "Stop that. There is no such thing as alien robots." Donatello told his little brother.
"You wanna bet?" I asks, while Michelangelo walked over to the man that fell out of the van. "Well, if there's no such thing as alien robots, how do you explain this?" Michelangelo started pulling on the man's face. He screamed. I sighed with a smile, facepalming. I wasn't trying to enjoy this, but it was a little funny. "Kid, I don't think that's a mask." I says with a light laugh.
"Okay, he's in the clear," he says, tossing the man aside. "But the others are totally alien robots."
"Enough. Time to get some answers." Raphael says, grabbing the canister of mutagen, then grabbing the guy by the arm. "Who are you and what's going on?" He asks the man. "The name's Snake, and I got nothing to say to you hideous freaks." I remember this guy. And he remembers me. He's one of the Kraang's henchmen. "Hello, Snake." I hissed with no emotion behind it. He noticed me and I narrowed my eyes at him, growling. He gulped. The last time I saw him, I'm not gonna lie, he was trespassing on my territory, and I almost killed him.
"Well, that's 'cause you don't know us yet." Raphael threw Snake to Donatello and Michelangelo, who held down his arms. "See, we were just regular guys until we got hit with a little of this." Raphael unscrewed the lid. "Wh- what are you doing?" Snake stuttered, scared. I grinned, enjoying this. "Playing a little game I like to call Mutation Roulette." Hm. That's an interesting name for a game. "Now, you could turn out handsome like me, or you might end up disgusting and deformed, like Mikey here."
"Hey!" Michelangelo says, his feelings hurt. I snarled. That wasn't nice at all, even if he was trying to make a point. Although I will say how unbelievably handsome Raphael is. "So, you feeling lucky?" He tilted the canister. I made a face of disgust as a long, thick strand of it was reaching Snake's forehead. The viscosity of mutagen sickens me.
Finally, he cracked. "Okay-okay! They call themselves the Kraang. They've been grabbing scientists from all over the city." Of course I knew this. We've seen each other before. "That's all we needed to hear." I purred, which sounded more like a growl. "What do they want with scientists?" Leonardo asks.
"I don't know," Raphael shook the canister in front of Snake. "All I know is that they're taking them out of the city tonight, but I don't know where." He says quickly.
"This is awesome, the girl's dad is a scientist, I'm a scientist, she is so gonna like me." Donatello says smiling. That's quite possible. Donatello's the smartest guy I know. Apart from me, of course. "I don't think you're her type." Snake says. I turned hostile and growled at him, baring my teeth, scaring him half to death. "Where are they now?"
...
Now we're on top of a building, and Michelangelo and I were standing guard over Snake. He looked at us, and I huffed through my nose, smoke shooting out of it. Michelangelo did a trick with his nunchucks. He put a hand on his forehead and turned away from us.
Leonardo was standing on the edge, looking at the Kraang base with a telescope. "There must be, like, 20 of them down there." He says. "Yeah, and that's just the ones we can see." Donatello says. "Typical of them. whenever I've had battles with the Kraang, I'm usually outnumbered. But I still somehow manage to win." I say, proud of myself.
"All right! An all you can beat buffet!" Raphael says, taking out his sais, spinning them in his hands. I wagged my tail. "We can't just rush in there. We need a plan." Leonardo says. "Why?" Raphael asks. Seriously? "Thank you, shell brain. There are innocent lives at stake. If we screw this up, they're all goners." Donatello says.
"Then we won't screw it up."
"Boy, I could sure go for that pizza right now, huh?" We just looked at Michelangelo. I flattened an ear in confusion. "What? I can't be the only one who's hungry." He says. He's got a point there.
"Where's Snake?" Leonardo asks.
My face instantly changed. "Aw, Furret." I groaned, bonking myself on the head with a paw. We watch as Snake runs, and jumps, off the edge of the roof. "Get him." Leonardo ordered. I was the first to take charge, roaring so he could hear me coming. I'll bet he thinks he's about to get mauled to death by a mutant tiger. But then I lost him. Leonardo and Raphael went in one direction, and Donatello and Michelangelo went the other direction.
I whirled my head in both directions, unsure which way to go. At his point, my brain isn't working properly. I hiss in frustration and just follow Leonardo and Raphael. We came in front of an alley where my super sensitive ears heard a movement. I grunted, gesturing to the ally. Raphael nodded.
"Oh, great, we let him get away." Leonardo says loud enough for Snake to hear. "Whoa, whoa, you're the leader. That means you let him get away." Raphael says just as loudly. That's not entirely true, however.
"You're not helping." Leonardo whispered. "I'm not trying to help." Raphael says smiling. I shook my head. These two, am I right? "Okay, okay, you want me to lead, fine." Leonardo whispered. "We go back to the lair, gear up, and at midnight we drive Snake's van right up to the gate. They'll think we're him and we'll cruise right in." He raises his voice again.
"Then we bust some heads?"
"Then we bust some heads."
I made a mrrow noise. "I like that plan." I says, playing along.
"I love a happy ending." We left to find Donatello and Michelangelo. I stood there for a second, glaring daggers into the alleyway. "I know you're in there, Snake. And we'll be back for you. Just you wait." I growled darkly. Leonardo called my name. I didn't want to leave, but I did. Snake and the rest of the Kraang don't know what they're up against.
...
We were back home, and I was in the living room stretching. I was startled when I heard the sound of a blowtorch. I walked to Donatello's lab.
He took of his goggles to get a better look at, whatever was in his hand. I kept walking until I was next to him. Upon closer inspection, he had this thing called Tegaki, or some refer to it as Shuko. I've seen it before. The Tegaki aren't used for fighting. They're really used for climbing. I purred. "Nice work."
"Thanks." He rubbed my head. "I'll leave you alone to work." I left without another word, and he went back to welding.
Okay, where to next? I found Raphael across the living room, in the kitchen. He was hunched over on the counter. "I know you're a little worried about me." I heard him say. I followed his voice. "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you, we've never gone into a fight like this, and I don't know what's gonna happen, but you don't have to worry, I will make it back." Now I was next to him. I'm pretty sure he's unaware that I was next to him. "I love you, man." He was getting emotional. Now I knew who he was talking to.
His little pet land turtle dropped his leaf. I keep forgetting his name... Spike. I made my presence clear. "I know you're talking to Spike, but I love you too." I startled him a bit. He just looked at me. "Don't worry, I won't judge." I says, putting a paw on his shoulder. Raphael laughed a bit, then started petting me, rubbing my neck. I purred in content. He knows how to get me purring up a storm. When he was young, I remember like it was yesterday, he was the very first one to take a liking to me.
"Aww." Someone cooed. We jumped and saw Michelangelo sitting at the other end of the counter. "Were you talking to your pet turtle?" He asks. Huh. I half-expected him to ask if Raphael was petting me.
"No! Shut up!" Raphael angrily yelled at Michelangelo. "That's adorable." He says. I put a paw on my mouth. He should've kept his mouth shut. "I'm gonna crush you." He jumped over the table and Michelangelo ran from him, screaming. "Let's not do something you'll regret!" I shouted toward Raphael.
"I'm gonna slap you!" Raphael yelled, chasing Michelangelo with a wooden spoon. Never mind. "Run, kid, he's got a spoon!" I shouted after Michelangelo, laughing all the while. I laughed so much, I thought I was gonna die of laughter. After what felt like an hour, my laughter died down. Then I decided to find where Leonardo was. He was in the dojo with Splinter.
"I think this plan is gonna work." He says to himself, looking at a little model of the Kraang base he made with stuff around the lair. Man, I was never that good at crafting. "No plan ever survives contact with the enemy," Splinter says, approaching Leonardo from behind. "It's how you react to the unexpected that will determine if you and your brothers succeed."
Leonardo got up and turned to face him. "Sensei, do you think I'm ready for this?" He asks. "I do," I understand that he wasn't talking to me, but still. "I have faith in you." Splinter put a paw on Leonardo's shoulder. "Leonardo, I made you leader for a reason." He says.
"What is that reason?"
"That is for you to discover on your own."
"But there's so much riding on this. What if something goes wrong?"
As much as I didn't want to intervene in their conversation, I had to do something. "You can't keep doubting yourself. I learned that the hard way." I says, putting an arm around him.
"Failure is a possibility that every leader must face, Leonardo. It is something I had to face in Japan. During my final battle with my enemy, the Shredder. Years ago, Oruku Saki, as Shredder was called then, had been my friend." Oruku Saki? Oh, I heard of him. I witnessed a lot of things in my past, and the event that Master Splinter was describing was one of them.
"But the love of a woman came between us. He could not accept it and his jealousy turned outward in a vengeful attack and while he could not defeat me that day my world fell and crumbled around me. As the battle took the life of my beloved Tang Shen, and I lost my baby daughter Miwa."
As Splinter told his backstory, I remember losing a loved one. I had a partner Pokémon throughout my life. A Gliscor. But during a snowstorm, my Gliscor put his life at risk to keep me safe. He froze to death. I was only three human years old. A traumatic experience. I managed to hold back my tears at the heartbreaking memories. Ever since my Gliscor died, I gave up on finding a new partner Pokémon. I'm just worried that if I do, I'll lose it again somehow.
"But that's my point, Sensei. You lost everything." Leonardo says.
"I lost many things. My family, my home, my name, but I gained many things as well, like the five of you." Splinter says. Five? I never really thought of myself s one of his children... I just helped him raise them. I'm more like their uncle, really.
"Don't worry. We can handle this." Just as Leonardo says this, Michelangelo ran past us with a pot on his head, followed by an angry Raphael with a wooden spoon. We looked at each other and shook our heads.
I heard snoring behind me. I turned around to see a large gray dragon Pokémon. It was a Kommo-o. Rather cute when he was sleeping. That was Kijani, Splinter's Kommo-o. I rescued him from a dumpster in an alleyway when he was just a little Jangmo-o. I turned him over to Splinter so Kijani could have a better life.
Kijani's name means 'green' in Swahili. There is nothing on Kijani that's green, I just thought it was a good name. As of now, Kijani knows just as much about ninjutsu as Splinter does.
"Mind getting your tail off my face, please?" Someone says. I turned around. "Oh, sorry." I realized my tail was in Kijani's face. I instantly moved my tail. Then an idea struck my head. "Maybe you can help us." I says. "Help you with what?" He asks.
Leonardo and I told Kijani everything, about the Kraang and all. "I heard of the Kraang. But I don't know much about them." Kijani says. "I've battled them once before, but I nearly lost. I haven't seen them since."
"Point being, you know just as much about the Kraang as much as we do." I concluded. "How much does you yourself know about the Kraang?" Kijani asks. "More than you think. I had an encounter with them several times. The Snake person we told you about? He was trespassing in my territory once. I almost, but didn't, kill him."
"Oh, really?" Kijani says. "Yessir. The thing is, we both have a score to settle with the Kraang. I'm sure you're willing to help us, right?" Kijani stood for a moment, presumably thinking about what to do. "Count me in." Kijani eventually says.
...
I don't think Kijani has ever climbed anything other than the tree in Splinter's dojo. He either fell a little, or lost grip, a few times. "Need a hand? Or a paw?" I asks Kijani. He nodded. "Get on my back." I told him. He didn't need to be told twice. Instantly, he scurried to me and got on my back.
"Lucky thing that van showed up to distract them." Michelangelo says. I playfully rolled my eyes. Donatello sighed and facepalmed, crying out in pain when he hit his head with the Tegaki. I stifled a laugh. "That was the plan, kid. We knew Snake was hiding in the alley, so Raphael and Leonardo made him think they were in the van." I explained.
"But we weren't in the van." Michelangelo says, confused.
"Just keep climbing." Leonardo says as we continued farther up the wall. "Can do." Michelangelo says.
We broke in through an air shaft. Leonardo and Raphael attacked two Kraang droids. Donatello, Michelangelo, Kijani and I jumped down after. "Nice place they got here," Kijani says. "But I've seen better. I mean, what kind of house has metal walls?"
"This... Isn't a house." I corrected him. "I'm aware of that." Kijani says. I took a look around. Kijani's right. This place does look rather interesting.
"Dude, you wanna talk metallurgy with me, bring it." Donatello's angry voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "I don't, and-" Having enough, I rolled my eyes and covered Raphael's mouth with my paw. "What part of being in an enemy lair do you two not understand?" I asks, making my annoyance clear. We silently snuck down the hallway. We turned a corner to see a bunch of Kraang standing around.
Only this time, they didn't have their human suits on. The boys have to believe me and Michelangelo about the alien robots. "Wow. Alien robots." Donatello says, amazed. I wanted to jab my claws into him, but that would probably get us caught, so I fought off the urge.
"Alien robots, huh?" I says with angered sarcasm. "Where have we heard that before? Oh, yeah, we've been saying it for hours!" Michelangelo yelled. I covered his mouth, but it was too late. The Kraang shot their lasers at us. We let out battle cries and attacked the Kraang.
With an enraged roar, I went all out savage and tore the Kraang droids apart. Literally. And when I say I'm going all out savage, I mean it. Something that would have resulted in something with intense blood and gore. If I was going all out savage on a human, that is. I'm too good-hearted to do that. Some say I have "a little bit of devil in my angel eyes." Sound familiar? Eh? Eh?
The little Kraang thing popped out of the last Kraang, making Leonardo and Donatello scream. Michelangelo hit it over the head with his nunchucks, knocking it out.
"See, see? It's a brain thing! I told you, I told you, but did any of you believe us?" "I did." Kijani says. "No, because you think we're some kinds of boneheads!" Michelangelo yelled, grabbing the small Kraang by the tentacles. It woke up and started biting Michelangelo's arm. My breath caught. He moved his arm around, trying to shake it off. It flew across the hallway and hit a button, triggering an alarm.
"So much for bonehead." I said. He turned around. "Okay, but we were still right about the brain thing. You gotta give us that." He says. "Let's move." Leonardo ordered. My ears caught the sound of more Kraang approaching. "Move where?" Raphael asks.
"I think those are power conduits." Donatello says. "Oh, that's really interesting, thanks for sharing-" I covered his mouth again.
"Listen, the conduits are converging that way," I started. I gestured to Donatello, letting him finish my sentence. "Which means whatever is going on in that direction is important!" He shouted. He turned to the direction the conduits were going. Leonardo walked up to Raphael and motioned the way with his katana blade.
"You got spanked." Michelangelo says, pointing at Raphael. He grabbed Michelangelo's finger and bent it backwards. "Ow! Mercy!" Michelangelo cried out in pain. I bared my teeth, growling at Raphael until he let go. "Not cool." Michelangelo says. "Let's go, Kijani." I called. He had his ears covered. I didn't blame him. The alarm was getting annoying.
As we were running down the hall, Kijani saw something. "Um, this girl, does she have red hair?" I looked at him. "How did you know?"
"'Cause I think I found her." Kijani says, pointing to a cell. "Good job, Kijani." I says. "We'll hold off the Kraang. Donatello, you pick the lock." I ordered. "You got it." Donatello says, and with that, he went to work.
"Don't worry, I'll have you outta there in a second." I heard Donatello say. "Okay, giant lizard thing." April says. I shook my head. "Turtle, actually. I- I'm Donatello."
"April."
"Wow, that's a pretty-" I cut him off by kicking his shell with my back leg, pressing his face against the window.
"Lock first, talk later please." I say. "Oh, right, yeah, sorry." He says. Michelangelo yelled and knocked a group of Kraang over. I was giggling at the look he had on his face. He had his tongue hanging out.
"Not to rush you, but, hurry up." It was a little difficult to hear April from behind the window. "Hey, do you think it's easy to pick a lock with these hands?" Donatello asks. "Sorry." She apologized.
"Step aside." I says. Donatello didn't hesitate in doing so. Raphael came next to me. As painful as it was probably going to be, after Raphael stabbed the lock with his sai, I jabbed my canines into the lock. We took turns stabbing the lock.
But on the other side of the cell, three Kraang went in.
Finally, the confounded door opened, bro we saw the Kraang take April and Kirby away. She screamed, and more Kraang were shooting at us. Frustrated, I used Flamethrower at the Kraang. I was walking backwards without even realizing that I was outside.
"Where's Kijani?" I ask desperately. "Right here." He says. I turned around to see that he was behind me.
"Get the door!" Leonardo yelled. Raphael was the last one out. He was about to close the door when a Kraang attacked him. He ripped its arm off and used to keep the door closed. "That'll hold them." He says. We looked at him buggy eyed. "What?"
"You, are seriously twisted." Leonardo says. "Thanks." Raphael says. I put a paw on my mouth in an attempt to restrain my laughter. I love the look he had on his face, and the fact that he took that as a compliment. Only one of the things I like about him.
My laughter instantly came to a stop when I heard yelling from the helicopter pad. "Let's get them." Leonardo says. We ran until a giant mutant weed came in front of us. "Uh oh." Kijani and I say at the same time.
"You did this to me. Now you're gonna pay." It says.
"It's Snake. He mutated into... a giant weed." Leonardo says. "That's weird. You'd think he mutated into a snake." Michelangelo says. "Yeah, you would, if you were an idiot." Raphael says.
"But his name is Snake."
"So?"
"You don't understand science."
I ended the argument. "Enough." I say flatly.
"I'll crush you turtles." Snake says. "Would it help if we said it was an accident?" I ask. Snake growled at us. "I'll take that as a no."
Leonardo attacked Snake and cut off one of his appendages, sending purple goo flying. I gagged a little. "Eww! Eww! Don't let it touch me! Don't let it touch me!" Michelangelo yelled. Just as he says this, some of the purple goo hit his upper leg. "Ahh! It touched me!"
I saw the appendage grow back. "It grew back? No fair." Donatello says. Reminds me of that three-headed dragon which grows a new head if you cut it off. I saw the helicopter take off. "Donatello, go!" I yelled. I supported my weight on my front legs, doing a handstand. Donatello jumped on my hind legs and I hoisted him up to the helicopter pad.
Michelangelo, Kijani, and Raphael were cutting off Snake's appendages, sending a bunch of purple goo flying. I bit off one of his appendages, which was not a good idea. That purple stuff doesn't taste good. I had to spit it out in disgust.
"Snakeweed is really powerful." Michelangelo says. "Snakeweed?" Kijani, Raphael, and I say at the same time. "Yeah. His name is Snake, and now he's a weed, so-"
"We get it." Raphael interrupted.
"We'll just hold it off until Donatello gets back." Kijani says. We turned around and saw a group of Kraang with the laser guns shooting at us. "Without getting shot by alien robots." Leonardo added. "With brains." Michelangelo added.
"Oh, hush." I says. Kraang were coming from one side, and Snakeweed was on the other. I arched my back, my fur standing on end, growling as I bared my teeth. Kijani tried to keep his composure, but I could tell he was scared. We were trapped.
We fought for our lives as we were dodging lasers and battling Snakeweed at the same time.
"Wait, what was the plan again?" I just remembered that we didn't have a plan. "I'm working on it." Leonardo says as Snakeweed grabbed him by the ankle and held him upside down. I stroked my chin, thinking of a good plan. "What about the power conduits?" I realized. "Are we really gonna start talking about that again?" Raphael says. I growled at him.
"Guys!" Leonardo yelled, catching our attention. He put his katana blade in his mouth and gave us a hand signal. We nodded at him and started attacking Snakeweed. Leonardo cut off the appendage holding him and ran off.
I noticed Kijani hiding in a corner. "Hey, what are you doing?" I ask him. "I can't do this." Kijani says, his voice showing fear. "You can't let your fear get the best of you," I says. "If you beat these guys once before, I bet on my stripes you can beat them again." He looked down for a minute. Then he raises his head back up. "Asante, Marcel." Kijani says. "No problem," I says. "Now let's go. We could use your help."
We caught up to Raphael and Michelangelo. With a roar, Snakeweed attacked us, of which we dodged easily. We turned around and made faces at the Kraang. Kijani rattled his tail, sounding like a rattlesnake. I made a snake-like hissing noise, flickering my tongue.
The Kraang shot at us, and we ran. But, because of their terrible aim, they hit Snakeweed. I saw Leonardo on the power conduit base. I followed him. He threw one of those stars at Snakeweed. He roared and turned around.
"Hey, come and get us, Stink-weed." Leonardo teased. He stuck his tongue out, and I made the same hissing noise, although I tried not to laugh at the face he made. Snakeweed attacked us, but I jumped out of the way, and Leonardo jumped on Snakeweed's back and taunted the Kraang. I can't even describe what he was doing without laughing.
Anyway, the Kraang shot again. Leonardo jumped out of the way. Again, because of the Kraang's bad aim, they hit the power generator, electrocuting Snakeweed, then blew up. His remains scattered around, and Kijani just stood there with a look on his face, unsure of how to react. We met up with Donatello and April, and we escaped the Kraang lair. I motioned with my tail for her to follow us.
I took one last look at the Kraang base and noticed that he turned green again, and his heart began beating. I groaned. He's still alive. I'm just glad this is over. For now. I have officially gotten revenge. Even though he's still alive, hopefully I won't have to see him again. Kijani and I had a score to settle with the Kraang, and that score is now settled. This won't be our last battle with the Kraang. But we'll be ready for them.
We sat outside a window on a fire escape of an apartment.
"Are you gonna be okay?" Donatello asks. "I guess my aunt says I can stay here as long as I want," April says. "But I'll be a lot better when I track down the creeps that took my dad."
"Won't the police help?" Leonardo asks. "Funny thing when you tell them your dad was kidnapped by alien brains with robot bodies. They don't take you all that seriously." April says.
"We heard that." Michelangelo and I say at the same time. "April, I promise you, we will not rest until we find him." Donatello says. "We won't?" Raphael asks. "No, we won't." Kijani, Leonardo and I says. Leonardo elbowed Raphael.
"Thank you, but it's not your fight." April says. "Yes it is," I purred. "Chin up, kid. There's nothing you can throw at us that we can't handle."
Donatello put his hand on April's. She looked up at him gratefully, making him blush. We climbed to the top of the apartment building. Donatello and I stopped and waved. She waved back. We went to follow the others. A job well done thanks to us.
...
We were back at the lair. Finally. "It's good to be home." Kijani says, rolling over on the dojo floor in relief and happiness. I shook my head. Typical Kijani. "I am impressed, Leonardo." I turned my attention to Master Splinter. "You proved to be an effective leader under the most difficult of circumstances."
"Thank you, Sensei. And I think I figured out why you made my leader." Leonardo says.
"Oh? Why is that?"
"'Cause you sensed inside me; a true warrior spirit that could forge us all into the heroes we are destined to become." I grinned. "Well said, Leonardo." I put a paw on his shoulder. "Well said."
"No."
"No? Then why did you make me leader?"
"Because you asked."
Okay, now I'm confused. "That's it? You seemed so certain you were right." Leonardo says. "As a leader, you will learn that there is no right or wrong. Only choices." Splinter says. That doesn't make a lot of sense, but I learn to just roll with it.
"So you could have chosen any of us?"
"Yes."
"Oh, really?" I say. "Even Michelangelo?"
"No, that would be wrong." Splinter laughed. Kijani stood up. "I thought you said-"
"Shh." I shushed him.
"Everybody, come here! We made the news!" Michelangelo yelled from the living room. "This ought to be good." Kijani says. "You and me both." I says.
"A report of, get this, ninjas in New York. Don't believe me? After residence reported a disturbance. The police recovered this," The news guy says. A picture of one of their throwing stars came up on the screen. I grinned and flapped my ears. Wait, since when did I become interested in the news?
"This is awesome. We're gonna be famous." Michelangelo says.
"You must be more careful." Master Splinter's voice caught me off guard. "A ninja's most powerful weapon is the shadows. Being brought out into the light is a dangerous thing."
"Relax, Sensei. It's one little news story. What's the worst that could happen?" Raphael asks.
"Don't speak too soon, Raphael." Kijani says. "One little news story can blow your cover."
"Not for me." I says. "I've been seen by humans before, and they always seem to leave me alone."
"Is that so?" Kijani says "Well, you're lucky. I'm sure nobody ran away scared when they saw an enormous mutant tiger roaming around New York City, right?"
I threw Kijani a smirk. "I have my ways." I say.
"You boys did good, tonight." Kijani says with a grin. "And I'm proud of you all."
"As am I." I responded. "Oh! Happy Mutation Day, by the way!" I knew I remembered something! "Hey, thanks! I thought you forgot!" Raphael says. "How could I forget? You four mean the world to me. The only thing I forgot is something to get you." I treat their Mutation Day like a birthday. I always have trouble figuring out something to get them.
"Look, as long as you're here with us, what more could we ask for?" Raphael says. I felt tears coming on. I heard 'Awws' from the boys. "That's a really sweet thing to say, Raphael." Kijani says, touched by what he just says. Raphael just shrugged. I threw my arms around him. He returned my hug.
The Kraang are just beginning. There'll be other threats coming our way. But keep one thing in mind.
The war has just begun.
...
My god, this took me AGES to write! But it was worth it. What do you guys think of Kijani? What do you guys think about Marcel? Do you like him? Do you not like him? I'd love to know.
Apollo is Marcel's younger brother. He is somewhat Marcel's polar opposite, as far as type combinations go; Marcel gained the Fire and Fighting types. Apollo gained the Water and Steel types. There isn't much of a difference between the two, really. Except Apollo is a bit more on the nervous side, and isn't as confident as his older brother.
Marcel tries not to talk about himself too much. He just has a lot to tell you. His godlike powers, he's just dying to share. I will take requests from anyone on whatever episode.
Turtle Temper will be coming soon. You'll see how inseparable Raphael and Marcel are.