Ch6 Breaking News!
I do not own TMNT, all rights reserved and is rightfully owned by Peter Laird and Kevin Eastman.
Two large crowds gathered in front of the Sunshine Apartment. Their ire filled shouts fired out of their lungs filling the air like gunshots from the civil war. Then more people began piling in from the other side of town blocking the streets like a fatal sink clog, many drivers that took the route honked their horns and screamed at the protestors to move their rally somewhere else, but they were unmoved and attacked anyone who dared to put up a fight. Many of them wore TMNT t-shirts, holding signs that said:
DOWN WITH THE DRAMA
KEEP SPLINTER SINGLE
Or STOP THE OCNESS!
There was no doubt, that the ones responsible for the ruckus were unexpectedly, none other than TMNT fans.
"Come out now!" one fan took a rock and threw it at the window shattering the glass.
"Stop the madness!" another one yelled.
The opposing crowd yelled back, "Shut up hater!" a teenage girl dressed up in a Michelangelo hoodie threw a cup of coffee at the boy. The contents splattered upon his shirt, gratefully the liquid was warm and didn't burn. In disgust, he looked down on his favorite tee in horror, it was drenched in dark hazelnut coffee staining the printed picture of Leonardo. His body began to tremble in fury, this was like degrading a sacred attire! The boy pointed a finger shakily at the girl, "Why you insufferable-"
"Leave her alone!" she snarled. "Didn't you read the captions? TMNT doesn't belong to her, all rights reserved and is rightfully owned by the creators! It's just a freaking video made purely for fun! If you don't like it, don't watch!"
The boy shot back, "This is far more than that!"
Suddenly, a bright yellow van barreled its way through the streets carefully dodging the fans with ease, it then screeched to halt on a curb. An anchorwoman in a pink collared top and sandy blonde hair jumped out looking worried and anxious, a cameraman wearing a red cap steadied his camera and aimed it at her.
"Hank I'm scared, IV's in trouble!" she spoke fearfully clasping the mike in her hand.
"Emily, we can't worry about that now. You got a job to do! I'm sure IV will be alright she's got out of things before, this is easy for her." He assured.
Uncertain about her friend's escape she glanced at the uproar rising between the two groups.
Fixing her hair she readied herself to report. I hope she gets out okay, these fans are hardcore.
"It is chaos here at New York! A riot, fan extremists, burst of violence on the street, and we thought Twilight fans were psychotic!"
A glass bottle flew at her; quickly she ducked as it sailed by missing her head crashing into a nearby wall.
Quivering, Emily desperately got back on her feet to report. Despite the turmoil, she had to deliver the news.
"Ever since the release of the recently popular animated web drama movie, Tail of two Rats, major critics and TMNT fans weren't so tolerant on the whole idea, and with the release of the sequel, What am I without You, they were not gonna stay silent. Here we stand in front of the apartment where the supposed creator resides."
Turning to a teenage boy with a Raphael bandanna, she handed the mike to him.
"Excuse me, could you care to explain why you're against it?"
"Oh I'll tell you alright!" he snapped viciously.
"it sucks! I have watched TMNT my whole life, and suddenly you're gonna bring some sassy OC into it just plain ruins it! Something like this should be considered blasphemous! Seriously, Splinter getting his ass whipped? C'mon!"
Out of nowhere, the same girl from before barged into the interview, "Hey!" she hollered making their head whip to her direction.
She got all up in the boy's face seething with rage. "Quit being so radical!" she exploded loudly. "There are plenty of crappier TMNT animations on youtube made by fans, and you don't go all up to their house and start wrecking their windows just cause you don't like it! Really, why this? Yumiko and Splinter are a great couple, its sweet that he's found someone, he needs somebody in his life, why do you got something against that!"
"She's a bitch!" he shot back.
"And you're a dick!" Her right leg shot out kicking him under the belt. The boy doubled over screaming in pain.
Emily turned to face the people, only two see a battle between the two sides had already begun.
Fans, supporters and opposing, were punching, kicking, and throwing bottles at eachother. Some started to climb over the black gates that barricaded the compound. The shouts became louder and signs waved wildly about, it became disorienting.
Hank motioned to Emily to cut her time short, nodding in response, she went back to camera.
"There we have it, our breaking news on fans gone wild, now back to you Davis!"
Her part ended as she dove behind a cab.
"Hide Henry!" she pulled him down with her as trash began to fly, beer bottles, cans, and plastic bags went over their heads. She covered her head with her hands hoping that she makes it out of here in on piece.
A few fans marched down the street with a banner that said: S x Y Forever!
While the others carried signs like, "Down with Yumiko! Down with the Author!"
Hank cringed, there was no end to the pickets and banners, whatever happened to complaining about it with friends, on facebook, twitter, or simply just forgetting that such crap exists? It was that simple, but noooooo. They had to go and try to do this!
Looking over at Emily, he knew she was thinking the same thing. These people were insane! Fans get crazy but not like this!
"They got this place surrounded!" she hissed at him.
"She'll make it out, one of the best things that IV knows how to do is escape, planned or unplanned. She worked for the secret service, remember?"
*CRASH!*
A tire smashed into the cab's window making Emily shriek with terror, Hank threw himself one her as the glass showered down on them.
"We've got to get out of here!" he said getting on all fours and crawling back to the Van, Emily followed but not as fast.
"Hey there's the author!" a fan pointed to someone passing by a taxi.
Emily gasped, her head shot up to shout, "IV! Run!"
A loud gunshot was fired, and the next thing you know, the pink figure fell to the ground.
The gunshot sent everybody screaming in hysterics and running for cover.
Sirens wailed and police cars zoomed in. In a matter of seconds, the police had handcuffed the culprit and pushed him into the back of the car.
Emily was in shock, she couldn't believe what had happened! But as the police picked up the pink figure, it turned out to be nothing more than an effigy with a pink hoodie on erected on a skateboard.
She smiled with her heart hammering in her chest, it wasn't IV after all.
Mercedes turned off the t.v. with IV glaring. "See? What did I tell you? People are trying to kill me there! Oh it wasn't enough to take my fanfic into an interdimensional drama, let's put it on youtube!"
The lass flipped her long black hair from her face, "It wasn't supposed to turn out this way!"
"Well guess what it did!" IV snapped. "Thanks to you and Fan! You really don't have any consideration for my safety and feelings do you? Now, we had to jump across the multiverse to stay with the 80's ninja turtles for underground protection!"
80's Michelangelo whimpered, "Is it that bad to stay with us?" he asked pouting.
IV shook her head smiling nicely, "No, no, Mikey, its just my situation that's bad."
Her head snapped back to Mercedes, "As for you! This all your fault! TMNT nerds, fanfic writers, emos, Goths, gamers, guys who still live with their moms in basements…."
"IV," Mikey interrupted, "you're panicking in a moment of great trouble, a warrior must never-" but she kept on going.
"Virgins, ninja turtles, Don girls, Raph girls, Mikey girls, Leo girls, and haters of all types are all out to get my ass! I can never go back to a healthy living ever again!" she screamed the final words in the air like she was shouting it all out to the whole universe.
She threw herself on the floor rolling around in complete frustration and going into psychotic breakdown.
Mercedes just sat there on the couch and grunted, not even lifting a finger to comfort her. All Mikey could do was look at her helplessly, he couldn't decide what to do to help her out.
"P-please calm down." He tried.
Splinter, who was once peacefully drinking tea with Leonardo, had abruptly been disrupted by an enormous amount of wailing coming from the living room. It was so loud, it sounded like hell's fire was smoldering someone alive.
The blue clad turtle's tea cup rattled from the noise, he saw his sensei clutch his ears. All that wailing was too painful for his sensitive rat ears to bear, unable to take it any longer he grabbed his staff and marched out.
Entering the scene, he saw the pathetic authoress rolling about as if the world and her life (as if she ever had one) were crashing to an end.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP! Someone is trying to get some peace around here!" Leo thundered.
To no avail, the relentless pathetic sobs and screams continued. That's when, the sensei in the magenta kimono stepped in. The turtle watched as his sensei inhaled a deep breath, sucking all the air he could as his chest swelled up.
"QUIEEEEEEETTTT!"
The roar ripped throughout the sewer walls making them rumble. Donatello, who had kept a pair of ear muffs to block out the shrill cries jumped to his feet as the ear muffs broke in two.
In the next room, Raphael who had been reading a joke book and also had a pair of ear muffs fell to the floor convulsing violently. The ear muffs then broke.
Gradually, the roar receded into a low volume and ended with Splinter coughing slightly.
Leo could not believe his master, all his life he never yelled so greatly like that. He was definitely full of surprises.
Scowling at the girl who now froze to a silent state, he walked over to her and struck his staff on the floor.
"Calm down IV. The damage has already been done. I could not say I approve of this, since it is a wrong to steal someone's work and publish without permission."
He frowned at Mercedes twiddling her fingers, "The best thing you could do is figure out what you can make out of this predicament."
IV leapt to her feet and raged out. "What I can make out of this? What good is there out of this! I was framed as responsible for something that is so hated someone tried to assassinate me! It was supposed to be a friendly fanfic. What is there to do? I might as well spend my whole life in a sewer! It's over. Nobody likes it, its all a bunch of useless crap!"
"I would not say that."
Splinter looked over at Michelangelo who was watching the t.v. with enthusiasm as Splinter and Yumiko argued about something trivial.
"Michelangelo seems to like it, I like it, and we like. There are people in the riot who like this it, do not mind the critics."
"B-but, but-!" IV began to say, but Leo turned on the laptop and showed her fanfiction net.
"IV, take a look at the reviews." He pointed at the comments in the boxes. As she read, there were some begging that she bring them together in the end.
"Didn't you promise them that you would finish the story and bring Yumiko and Splinter together?"
"Umm, well I…."
Michelangelo got up from his chair and pleadingly looked at IV. "Please, don't leave those two hanging! The fans need you, Splinter and Yumiko need you. It doesn't matter what people think, you gotta finish the story! The 5th part of the sequel was just released on youtube and we're anxious to see part 6, c'mon IV keep on going!"
IV just blankly looked at him and at the laptop.
"Now you don't want to disappoint your readers and your viewers do you?" Splinter asked her smiling.
IV saw the reviews, he was right. Gripping her laptop tightly, her fingers began to twitch with the fanfic tingle.
A smile creased upon her face, she can't let anyone down right now. As fanfic writer, there are people aching for her update.
"This is for not me, this is for those readers! More than ever, Splinter and Yumiko, these two need a happy ending, and if these haters want to kill me, then they can bring it on! You hear me you mother*bleep* you can't stop me!"
She rose to her feet and raised a fist.
"Atta girl! That's what I'm talking about!" Leo cheered.
"Ya see!" Mercedes said, "Told you it was a good thing to show your story to the world!"
*SPLAT*
A cupcake was thrown to her face creaming it. "Hey what was that for!"
"I still won't forget what you did!" IV yelled.
She turned onto Microsoft and started to type.
A/N Yeah about fans going to the extreme like that, I'm not sure they would go to those types of lengths (hopefully), the entire situation was a what-if scenario, and I hope I didn't offend any Twilighters with the reference. This fanfic does not really exist on youtube as an animation, by the fifth part of the sequel in this case means chapters for fanfiction, for each chapter updated, a new vid comes out on youtube, the fic IV is writing goes on . Get it? Anyone confused? Send me a message if you are.
BTW, its Mercedes and Fan who's setting up the videos, Fan isn't in this chapter but will appear later on.