The eighth installment of the New Hero series. Once again I apologize for any deviations in canon, since I'm only going off what I saw in the 2014 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie. I do not own the rights to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
I tried the first door I came to, locked. Assuming these people were in a hurry, they probably didn't lock the door, so I moved on and tried the next door, locked as well.
Suddenly, the sound of an explosion reverberated off of the walls from further down the hallway. "Bingo." I thought as I began to jog down the hallway. It hadn't seemed that far away, but the walls must have amplified the sound because I found myself jogging down the hallway which twisted and turned for two minutes at least before I arrived at a large door with a hole blown through it.
I slowed down to an uneasy walk as I stepped through the hole. Inside, was a square room with slanted windows, looking out over a sizable chamber. Stepping down a couple of steps into the room, I walked over to the window and peered down into the room.
The woman and her men stood in the room in front of what looked like a large suit of samurai armor. I frowned as I watched her mouth move. "What the heck are they doing… It's like… oh…."
I took a small step back from the window as the armor moved forward, stepping off the platform it had been on and flex its' limbs, as if remembering an old outfit. Then it looked straight up at me.
My breath caught in my throat as its' eyes locked with mine. "Shredder…", was the only thought that ran through my mind. Gunfire shattered my reverie and the windows as I fell backwards to the floor and covered my face. The gunfire stopped and I looked at the ground around me. Glass shards covered the floor.
An idea flashed into my mind as an unfamiliar voice began to speak. "You may wear a mask, but that does not make you special. Many people who call themselves 'hero's' have known defeat by my hand. Give up now, and I may grant you a quick death."
Avoiding the fallen glass, I slowly got to my feet and looked down into the chamber. "Offering someone death as the only choice isn't exactly the best of strategies." I said in my disguise voice as I raised my hands and the glass followed, each individual shard slowly twisting in the air as they hovered around me. "Especially someone like me."
I threw my hands forward, and the glass shards hurtled towards Shredder and the members of the Foot Clan. The members cried out in pain as the glass sliced through them, but the glass merely shattered on Shredders' armor.
"Five down, one to go…" I thought to myself as I looked at the incapacitated members. I paused. One was missing. "Where…" Time once again slowed as I heard the air move behind me. Twisting around, I grabbed the woman's arm and stopped her fist an inch away from my face.
"That was close…" I thought, before releasing her arm and stepping away to avoid a kick to my stomach. Grabbing her leg, I twisted and threw her towards the broken window, but was stopped when she latched onto my shoulders with impressive flexibility and attempted to head-butt me. Quickly, I jerked my head sideways and threw her over me then followed with a quick twist and kick to her stomach. She cried out as she hit the ground.
Slowly, she climbed to her feet and faced me again, but instead of moving in again, she waited. I stood there watching her as well, wondering what she was waiting for.
A small flicker from her eyes was all I needed, and I turned to see Shredder standing on the other side of me. God I was stupid. I should have taken her out before he had gotten a chance to get up here.
"Interesting, you have skill." I glanced at the woman to make sure she wasn't making a move on me while he talked. "Perhaps you would like to put your skills to actual use and join the Foot Clan. We could use someone like you… Someone with… abilities."
I shook my head as I looked back at Shredder. "I work for the good of the people, not to further my own agenda. I would never join you."
"…and is that your final answer?" He asked, venom in his voice.
"Yes." I said defiantly, which of course was very brave of me and all, but kind of stupid as well.
"…then die." Shredder snapped his arms and two jagged daggers appeared on each arm. With incredible speed, he charged at me and slashed at my body. Time slowed once more and I jumped backwards to avoid the blades. That didn't stop him as he continued to slash at me. I couldn't afford to back up to much since we were running out of room fast, so as soon as he slashed to the left, I jumped forward and pulled myself over Shredder's shoulder.
I hit the ground in a roll and turned around immediately, only to find myself on the defensive once more. "Damn he's fast..." I thought as I ducked to avoid another slash. I needed a weapon… my gun! I immediately realized that I didn't have it on me, and I sidestepped towards the blown up door as I glanced around for it.
There next to the shattered window. The woman, who was still in her corner, spotted my glanced and immediately went for the gun. "Oh no you don't…" I growled as I ran forward. Time nearly stopped as Shredder's blades arced towards me. One from the front, and one from the back.
Throwing myself into the air, I pulled my body into a streamline as the blade in front of me narrowly missed me by an inch. I curved my body into a roll as I neared the ground, the second blade skating just over my head.
Time accelerated as I rolled to my feet and slammed my shoulder into the woman at full speed, the resulting momentum causing us to hurtle through the broken window into empty space.
Pulling the gun from her grip, I turned and fired back through the window at the armored man. The bullets produced sparks as I emptied the clip at him. Click… Slam! I gasped as I hit the ground twenty feet below at roughly thirty five feet per second, knocking the air out of my lungs and causing me to see stars for a moment.
When my vision cleared, I realized that Shredder stood in front of me. "You fought well, but I'm afraid that ends here." He said as he pointed a new weapon at me, it was a row of knives, each of which looked lethally sharp.
Four things happened at once in the next moment, just as each individual knife was launched at me, I threw my arms in front of me and stopped them in their tracks, but my burst of telekinetic energy did much more than that. I heard a familiar voice as Shredder was picked up by my power and thrown at the opposite wall with incredible force, his knives right behind him.
The moment passed, and I blinked as four familiar green turtles appeared in the outline of the window above. "Shadow!" Leonardo said as he jumped out of the window and landed with a loud thud, the other turtles right behind him.
"Man… you totally wrecked Shredder…" Michelangelo said as looked back at the armored man, who was lying in a crumpled heap against the opposite wall.
I sat up, and immediately grabbed my head as a massive headache ripped through my head. Throwing a shipping container was one thing, but reversing the velocity of ten knives and throwing an armored giant was another thing.
"You okay?" Leonardo asked as he grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet.
"Yeah…" I growled as I rubbed my head.. "Just a little much for me…"
"Donnie, get over here and check out Shadow will you?" Leonardo said as he watched me, concerned.
"There's no time for that!" I said as I waved Donatello away.
"He's still moving…" Raphael growled from behind the turtles. Quickly, the turtles turned and spread out as they face Shredder.
He was back on his feet, and he looked like he hadn't even been affected by the impact. "We meet again… You may have had your tricks last time, turtles, but I will not fall for them this time."
The ninja turtles glanced at each other as Leonardo spoke quietly. "Remember, if we use team work we can beat him, just like last time. Ready?" He glanced at his brothers. "Three, two, one… Go!"
Yelling, all four brothers ran charged forward and attacked the metal giant from all four sides. At first, it looked like Shredder had drastically underestimated the four, as they were all landing hits on him, but that immediately changed when Shredder caught hold of Donatello's staff and picked him, then threw him at Leonardo, causing them to tumble across the ground in a confused heap. Then, with incredible speed, he slammed into Michelangelo, and threw him to the floor before facing Raphael.
Raphael hesitated for a moment, and then yelled as he jumped at Shredder.
"Raphael, don't!" I yelled as I ran forward. Shredder immediately dodged the turtles attack and slammed him into the wall before, before turning and throwing his knives at me again.
Time stopped. I knew I couldn't stop them, I had already used too much of my power. I would need to jump. Time began to move once more as I threw myself into the air and twisted. The knives were moving closer and I was just reaching the height at where I would be able to avoid them, but I was too slow.
As the knives began to slice past me, I felt the jagged edge of one of the knives carve a path across my side, it's razor sharp blade cutting through leather, cloth, and flesh, like butter.
Time accelerated and I hit the ground on my uninjured side. I cried out in pain as blood began to ooze out of the wound. Faintly, I heard a thrumming noise from behind me, then the knives went flying back through the air, each blade slicing through the air, as they returned to their owner.
My heart raced as I put my hand over the wound and put pressure on it, the maroon liquid quickly coating my hand. Releasing my side, I pulled my jacket off and wrapped in around my abdomen as I sat up. It would slow the bleeding, but it wouldn't stop it.
My eyes immediately went to where Shredder had been as soon as I finished tying the makeshift tourniquet, gone. "He must be running…" I needed to catch him, and finish this, before he escaped and hurt more people.
Breathing heavily from the pain in my side, I got to my feet and looked around at the turtles. Shredder must have done something to them when I was down, because they weren't getting up.
A glint caught my eye, and I immediately focused on it. One of Leonardo's swords lay on the ground. Perhaps that was the edge I needed. A punch wouldn't get through Shredder's armor, but perhaps a blade could.
Wincing as my side burned with pain, I walked over and picked the sword up. It was light, but felt strong.
"Shredder… I'm coming for you…" I thought to myself as I gripped the sword tightly and headed for the stairs.