The Shredder stood towering over the small group of fighters. His exo-suit whirring and thrumming with power.
"Fools."
His metallic voice grated harshly off the walls.
Donie had never felt so cold. This was every nightmare he had endured come to life. This was the death of his brothers.
A green hand lay on his shoulder.
"Together," the older Mikey murmured.
The warmth of that single word seeped into Donnie, filling him with a new resolve.
No. This wasn't the death of his family. This was his redemption. This was the end of the nightmare. Stepping forward he reached for the blaster strapped to his back.
He heard the attack before he saw it. The blade flew towards the purple turtle's neck, whistling through the air. Karai's face a mask of fury.
Just barely, Donnie was able to roll to the side as Karai's sword sliced where his head had been moments ago.
"No turtle," the kunoichi hissed. "You deal with me."
As Karai forced Donnie away, the four Foot Elite surged forward weapons raised.
"Get ready kids!" the older Raph shouted as both sets of orange and red ninjas clashed their weapons against their formidable foes.
The room shook as the Shredder made his way past the two raging battles, his eyes set on his nemesis. Splinter.
"Finally," Shredder growled menacingly. "I will be rid of you, disgusting vermin!"
Splinter eased the young Leo's head to the floor, standing protectively over him. April quickly took over seeing to the young turtle's wounds.
"You shall not harm my sons," the old rat said determinedly.
Standing as well, the older Leo turned to face the Shredder.
"You shall not harm this family."
The villain snarled as he lunged forward raining deadly blows down on the two experienced warriors. Together the old terrapin and the rat master were able to hold the Shredder away from the fallen Leo, but it was clear the battle would not be easily won.
...
Donnie was barely keeping up with Karai as she slashed and whirled around him. What the woman had lost in speed over the years, she had gained in technique. Still holding the blaster in one hand, Donnie struggled to find an opening. All it would take was one shot. One shot and the Shredder would be defeated.
The young turtle's focus was brought sharply back to reality when Karai's foot landed squarely on his chest, flinging the purple banded turtle back against a stone column. The air sufficiently knocked out of him, Donnie felt his grip on the blaster loosen.
Without wasting a second, Karai's foot lashed out again, knocking the weapon from Donnie's hand. Doubled over, the young turtle's eyes grew wide with panic.
Seizing her opportunity, Karai leapt over her adversary and snatched the blaster up swinging around wildly.
Eyes locked on the purple turtle she aimed the barrel straight at his chest. With a mad grin on her face she pulled the trigger.