Chapter 7
Mikey ducked a punch from the left and another from the right. "Hey, you guys ever hear of one at a time?"
Three more ninjas lunged for him, swords spinning.
"Obviously not." Raph kicked two of them through the air.
Mikey got the third one and flung him into three others. "Too bad."
"Yeah. For us." Don caught a sword with his staff and spun, kicking the ninja.
The Elite ninjas now stood in front of them. Every other ninja was down on the ground. One of the Elite jumped for Raph, another for Don, and the last two for Mikey.
"I got two of 'em. Lucky me," Mikey said jumping over one and landing a kick to the other. The Elite soared through the air, colliding with the one Raph was fighting.
"Thanks Mikey," Raph grunted.
"No prob…" Mikey started to say. He gasped as he flew through the air and hit a tree. He groaned, getting to his feet.
Raph took out the ninja that had sent Mikey flying with a roundhouse kick to the head.
Mikey searched for the fourth Elite. He spotted him fighting Don and leapt up landing a kick to the ninja's side, knocking the Elite down.
"Nice one." Don ducked the Elite's punch and whacked him with his staff.
The Elite fell to the ground with a thud.
Raph spun his sai. "Ok, now what Shred head? You're out of reinforcements."
Shredder laughed. "You think that will stop me?" He shook his head. "You three are so dense."
Mikey looked around at all the fallen ninjas. "Looks pretty over to me… Wait! Where's Shade?!"
"Gone," Shredder gloated. He crossed his arms in front of him. "To find that rat master of yours."
"He'll never find him," Raph snarled.
"That's what you think." Shredder darted forwards, aiming for Raph first.
Raph jumped out of the way, flipped over Shredder, and kicked him in the back. He landed on his feet and spun to face the tin man.
Shredder rolled forward and stopped in front of Mikey.
"Hey bucket head." Mikey threw a punch for Shredder's face.
Shredder caught Mikey's fist with one hand and punched him in the stomach with the other.
Mikey doubled over and slumped to the ground gasping for breath. He squeezed his eyes shut. Man that hurt. He cracked his eyes open to see Shredder coming closer. He had to get up. Now.
"No!" Don kicked Shredder away from Mikey, with a flying kick.
Raph stood next to the spot where Shredder landed and sliced into his armor with his sai. He growled spinning around, leg extended in a fast high kick before Shredder could recover.
Shredder growled, recovered from the kick, and pounced on Raph. He picked him up and held him above his head.
Mikey slowly got to his feet and looked at Don, who nodded. Mikey leapt up and kicked Shredder.
Raph soared through the air, flipped off a tree, and landed on the ground.
Don swiped his staff on the ground swiping Shredder off his feet as soon as he had stood up.
Raph growled and ran forward, kicking Shredder into a tree. His gaze narrowed as he watched Mr. Metal head.
Shredder growled and stood. "There's more than one way to take care of you turtles!" He clenched his fist.
Darts started to rain down on the turtles.
Mikey dove out of the way and hid behind a tree. He slid to the ground, hands over his head as if that simple action could protect him. Soon it was all quiet. He looked around the tree. No sign of Shredder. "Where'd he go?"
"I don't know," came Don's grim voice.
Mikey stepped around the tree facing Don. "What's wrong?"
Don held up a dart. "Got hit. I have to find out if there's anything in it." He looked around. "Where's Raph?"
Raph came up from the right. "Right here." He was muttering to himself and held up a dart.
"You should have ducked Raph," Mikey said.
"I know. I know. Did you get hit?"
Mikey grinned. "Nope."
"Uh hem." Don pointed down.
Mikey looked at his foot and smiled sheepishly, plucking a dart out. He didn't even feel anything where it had been. "I guess I missed that."
"Yeah, now come on," Don said running off. "We have to check this out before Shredder decides to come back."
