Disclaimer: Don't own the turtles. On with the show!
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He flew through the air, katanas in hand, with deadly precision. There was the loud clinking of metal as weapons met. Sais and Katanas clashed and nunchakus whirled like helicopters. the master of the Bo staff used his weapon to block his opponents attacks and very rarely hit back. The sais were used aggressively, as opposed to the katanas, which were handled with great skill. Nunchakus were spun recklessly, as if their master thought they were propellers instead of the deadly instrument the they were.
"Enough" An elderly voice said. In an instant the four turtles stopped sparring and knelt in a line in front of their master.
"Donatello" The rat turned and faced his smartest son "You must learn to fight back, you can not take down your opponent if you do not fight back."
"Yes Sensei." The purple-clad turtle replied.
"Raphael, more control. Leonardo, too much control. You must learn to move with your weapon."
"Yes Master Splinter" Leonardo bowed to his Sensei.
"yes master splinter" Raphael mimicked quietly, earning him a dirty look from Leo.
"And Michelangelo-"
"Hey Guys!" April called as she and Casey walked into the Lair. Casey Held out 6 square boxes and a deliciously familiar smell wafted toward them. "We brought Pizza!"
Within an instant the turtles were out of line and in the kitchen with Casey. All 4 of them stood in the kitchen battling over different boxes and pizza slices. All memory of the training they were doing only moments before was pushed to the back of their minds and was now replaced with the more important task of getting the biggest slice of pizza before the other one did. There was a great deal of pushing and shoving before each of them calmed down and were happy with the piece that they ended up with.
Splinter Sighed "I am...............going to meditate."
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April, Casey and the turtles sat on the couch with boxes of pizza spread in front of them. the news was on in the background and everyone sat around eating pizza and waiting for the friday night movie to start.
"Hey Mikey that was my slice!" Casey whined as Mikey stole the pizza right out of his hand.
"But it's the last of the pepperoni and cheese!"
"Mikey!"
"My slice!" Mikey said childishly. Casey tried to pull the slice out of Mikey's hand but ended up doing a face plant instead. Michelangelo stood over Casey triumphantly. "Ha ha. Beware my Kung-Fu grip!"
"Your a ninja." April informed him.
"So?" Mike took a bite of his victory pizza and April shook her head at him.
"April, we tried to call you today but you weren't there." Donatello said, changing the subject.
"Yeah, I've been trying to re-arrange the store so I've been busy alot." She said "But I didn't have any messages today."
"We didn't leave one. but we may have kind of....... freaked out your shop assistant."
"You talked to Mona?"
"Yeah" They all chimed together.
"Wait, you ALL talked to Mona?"
"Yeah, because Michelangelo wanted to be an idiot." Leo Stated.
"Relax fearless Leader. It was just a phone call. It's not like she can sense that we're giant turtles by hearing our voices." Raph said.
"Hey Guys, check it out." Mikey pointed to the TV and turned up the volume. "Isn't that Baxter Stockman?"
"Whats He doing on the news?" April asked.
"I don't know." Leo said "but whatever the reason, it can't be good."
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[TV NEWS]
"These extraordinary machines, or 'Mousers' as they have been called, are the pinnacle of scientific technology. We are here today with the inventor of these mousers, Doctor Baxter Stockman."
The camera shifted to show a man standing next to a two legged robot in the center of a science lab. The man looked overly proud of himself and his machines.
"Doctor Stockman, congratulations on your latest invention. Can you tell us what inspired you to create these incredible machines?"
"Pure genius. That's all it was. There was no inspiration or influence, the ideas for the mouser came from nothing but the sheer brilliance of my mind." The man named Doctor Stockman said with a smug look on his face.
The reporter nodded and continued questioning. "And what are you working on now, Doctor?"
"Well, I am currently working with Professor Jordon Perry-an old associate of mine- to discover a way to combine human DNA with different strands of animal DNA.- Ah, here he is now. This is Prof. Perry" The camera shifted as Stockman pulled a lanky man with thick glasses onto screen.
"Professor, can you tell us what the benefits of combining human and animal DNA would be?"
"Well, it would be an amazing medical breakthrough. Using the DNA of various animals, we could strengthen the human immune system and sharpen our senses greatly. We could even be able to cure diseases. This could change peoples lives. Say if we combined human DNA with that of a lizard for example. Why, amputees could grow back limbs!"
"Well said my friend. And with this discovery we could enhance the skill and ability of our soldiers. We could create the greatest army in the world." Stockman added.
Professor Perry gave a disproving look. "But that is not what we will be using it for."
"Well, That seems to be all we have time for." The reporter cut in " Thank you so much for your time Doctor Stockman, Professor Perry. Back to you in the studio."
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"Turn it off" A dark voice said.
Karai obliged. She turned off the television set and went to kneel in front of him. "What is it master?"
"These scientist, their ideas interest me. They may be just what I need to defeat my enemies."
"The turtles?"
"The turtles. For years I have tried to destroy them and failed, but these men might hold the key to defeating the turtles once and for all."
"What do you wish me to do master?" She asked.
"Find them. Bring them to me. I am going to make them an offer they can not refuse."
She bowed." Yes Master Shredder."
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DUN DUN DUN! lol, thnx to anyone who read this. I'm actually thinking of ditching this story. The only reason I write it is to keep myself preoccupied on the bus (which probably explains why its so crappy). But this has actually been fun to write and I'm not the kind of person that gives up on something so I'm probably not ditch it. If you want me to keep writing please review. If you don't, review anyway.