Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else's.
Title: TMNT: Mafioso.
Rating: T
Pairings: April/Casey…. Cuz they're already together, reviewers can suggest a few other ones.
Genre: Crime/Family…. It can be considered a little bit humor too
Summary: Splinters dead, Michaelangelo is the new leader of the Dragon-Foot clan, Leonardo is a bartender, Raphael is a loan-shark and Donatello's gone rogue turtle. Anything else? Oh, well Casey and April own a nightclub if it means anything….
Knock, Knock.
Shadow looked at her uncle Leo away from the TV screen – he was passed out on the couch, like he always was during the majority of the day. With uncle Leo lying on his plastron, Cody decided to use his shell as a mattress and was taking a nap on it with his thumb in his mouth.
Shadow went to the door and opened it "Hello?" She asked; her dark green eyes blinked in confusion at the man who stood at the door. Even though she was only seven, this fat man did not stand much taller than her; he had a weird rice hat and a white beard with a white ponytail, his cheeks were puffy with fatty tissue, his dark eyes were small and he wore a diaper-like thing.
"Nice hat." Shadow complimented, the fat man smiled.
"Hello little miss…. Is your mother or father home?"
She shook her head "Only me and my little brother are here," she said, she never told people at the door that her uncle was with them, because she learned at a young age that other people couldn't learn about a mutant turtle "mommy and daddy are at work – Mommy runs O'Neil tech and daddy has an adult club." Shadow explained.
The old fat man nodded "Thank you for telling me young Jones', oh, by the way, this is for you…" He held something clenched in his palm. Shadow held her hand out and he dropped it into her open palm; Shadow stared at it with interest. It was a necklace; a flat circular jade pendant on a leather string with kanji burn/carved onto the pendant.
"Ku…noi…chi" Shadow read the kanji; uncle Leo taught her about Japan all the time, he told her that a kunoichi was a female ninja.
"Tell Leonardo to give you a chance." The old man told her cryptically and walked away.
Shadow blinked, then she yelled "Wait! How do you know -?" She stopped herself; he was already gone.
April was sitting in her office at O'Neil tech, fiddling with several beakers; solving the energy crisis would not be easy, and neither would be creating an engine that ran on H2O, because the science would be different than that of a engine that ran on gasoline.
April groaned and fiddled with the beakers a little more, the ions that did mix could not be put into a car engine without some kind of complex system. Days like this, she really wished that she could somehow get a hold of the Utroms….
"Greetings from Japan, Mrs. Jones." A familiar voice said; April peered over her desk and saw the Ancient One.
"Ancient One?" She gasped and shot up out of her chair. She straightened up her lab coat and quickly made her way to the other side of the desk "It is good to see you again."
Ancient One nodded "As is with you, Mrs. Jones; though I wish this visit was on better terms."
April looked at the aged, immortal Ninjitsu master with confusion "What do you mean?" She asked.
"I visited Splinters grave." Ancient One explained, already he could see her tense up "And I found these attached to his walking stick." He held out four different colored masks "Tell me, what has happened to the turtles since the death of their master?"
April looked sadly to the floor, "In laymans terms: Leo's lost his words, Raph's lost his morals, Mikey's lost his mind, and Donnie's lost his identity."
The Ancient One stayed calm "Tell me what happened…."
"Hey." A soft voice calling to Karai from the other side of the iron bars made her come out of her meditative trance.
"What do you want, turtle?" She snapped; having been behind bars for the past few years, she really was starting to lose her mind.
Michaelangelo had what looked like a short Japanese table set and a picnic basket in arms, he opened the barred door and came inside the cell. "I come in peace." He said and slowly approached. "Look, I came here to burry the hatchet."
He sat down in lotus position and set the small table between them – he opened the picnic basket and set a sew things down. Japanese cups, a bottle of Sake, three plates of sushi, two bowls of rice, and a couple of tiny bowls of dipping sauce. Even two sets of chopsticks.
Karai narrowed her eyes and eyed the food "Burry the hatchet?" She spat with disgust "You have kept me and my father as prisoners and mocked us for countless months!" If her body wasn't so weak from malnutrition, she would be fighting him. He fed them only to keep them alive, but not necessarily to keep them fully healthy. They had one meal every day, and not enough calories or nutrients for an full-grown adult.
"Yeah, I trust me I've been enjoying that." Michaelangelo shrugged, and she narrowed her eyes "But I'm want to come to a mutual understanding with you, because I want to let you free."
Karai picked up the chopsticks; she was sure that Michaelangelo was trying to poison her, but she did not care, death would be much better than spending another second inside of this damned cell. She skillfully plucked a piece of sushi, dipped in soy sauce and ate it. The meat was a bit strange, perhaps it really was poison, it was a bit tough in texture and odd in flavor. Or maybe it was American-made sushi stock, Americans could never quite imitate sushi fully, especially since they constantly got sticky rice and white rice confused with each other.
Michaelangelo poured them both a bowl-like cup of Sake, he handed Karai the other cup and she guzzled it with relish – she had not had alcohol ever since she had been imprisoned, and that was years ago.
"Why would you want to free me? You know that I would only try to have revenge on you." Karai reminded him and ate more of the sushi, a little fast but that was the result of minor starvation.
"Why have revenge when you know I have superior firepower?" He questioned back; his eyes were filled with twisted mirth, like he genuinely enjoyed his power over her, and he probably did "Let's face it – I have armies of better-trained, disciplined foot ninja, some of the most advanced technology in the world. You have nothing; you've trained and meditated, but your body ate it's own muscles because you didn't have enough calories, thus you're weak and no one would take you seriously so nobody would follow you. And even if you did get people to follow you, you wouldn't stand a chance."
"Hmm.." Karai remained silent and finished her second plate, she started to eat the rice; she saw he had eaten as much as she had, se noticed the meat of his sushi looked different, so hers must have been poison. Maybe hers was fu gu, or pufferfish, if prepared incorrectly it could easily be ones last meal. The idea of death was enticing at the time.
Karai poured herself more Sake "If you let me free, I will get my vengeance on you, for humiliated me and my father."
Michaelangelo giggled madly "You're father is dead." He told her, his insanely mirthful eyes were even more insane than they were before "I cut his death-row sentence short."
Having been in the cells so long, Karai was not too devastated – she was in fact, glad, her father was finally free of all of this isolated madness, and if her food was poisoned than she would very well join him soon.
"You'll never get the chance to get revenge." Michaelangelo continued; he stood up and headed for the door "Oh, by the way; your sushi, it is not squid meat, but it is very close…."
Karia was confused; poison octopus?
"You'll be free soon, Karai." Michaelangelo said "After all, Utrom meat is inedible and highly toxic when consumed."
Karia's eyes widened and she quickly went over to a corner and threw up "You monster!" She cried out and her eyes filled with tears – years in these wretched cells and he broke her mind, finally he had broken her.
He made her eat her own father!
And now she felt the toxins take over; she was so emancipated that her body, once she consumed her food, took in all of what she consumed, so the toxins were already in her body and it was impossible to expel them now.
She fell onto her back and curled onto her side; she became paralyzed, and she felt herself slipping away. She was dying, she was painlessly poisoned to death.
Michaelangelo loomed over her "Nighty night, ninja princess. May you rest in peace." Her body went limp and Karai was dead, free at last.
He left the cell, and saw Angel standing there with a horrified look in her eyes "Mike?" She whimpered "Did she really eat….?" She couldn't finish her sentence, it was too horrible to imagine her friend could do something so cruel.
"Of course not; I was totally shitting her. But she's in a better place now." Mike said "The Shredder really is dead though; I threw him into an actual shredder for kicks." He giggled, remembering seeing the gory bits of what was once Oroku Saki fall out of the shredder.
"Than what was the meat in her sushi?" Angel asked as they headed out of the almost empty dungeons.
"Imitation crab meat." Mike shrugged as they entered the elevator, he pressed a few buttons.
"Is that all?" Angel have him an unconvinced look.
"Okay….." He gave in with an amused grin "There was also a beyond lethal dose of cyanide."
"That's what I thought….."
Suddenly, the lights in the elevator was out; it flicked back on a second later. Angel found herself completely alone.
"M-Mike?" She asked, afraid. "Where'd you go?" But there was no answer.
"Yo El," Carter casually asked his turtle boss, Carter was alternating between smoking a joint and a cigarette; in the posse Carter was the real weed-fiend "you hear that Bruce the Banger got chilled off1?"
"How?" El asked, swigging a bottle of red stag and giggling the three remaining gold teeth still in his jacket pocket.
"He was drivin' away from the cops," Carter explained, puffing in the joint once "then he was stopped by that superhero you hang out with sometimes."
"Doc?" El inquired, Carter nodded.
"Yeah; Doc gave him some chin music2, but he hit too hard and the Banger is now wearing a Chicago overcoat3, and Doc got away with a clean sneak4."
El shifted around uncomfortably, not wanting to carry on with this conversation; none of his posse knew that Doc was his brother. Hell, no one besides Carter knew that Leo, whom they saw frequently, was his brother. They especially didn't even suspect that lunatic Michaelangelo was his brother.
"Seriously though," Carter carried on "I never thought that Doc would have it in him, if I didn't see him brace5 those boozehounds that one night, I woulda never thought he could so much as hurt a fly."
"Same here." El said, than changed the subject "Hey, did ya win dat bet with Sky Masterson6?"
Carter made a face "No! I'm telling you, he should be a floating-crap artist or something, his guesses are inhuman…."
El chuckled; Sky and Carter had made a bet on which side a white limo would take on a forked road – left or right, Carter chose right and Sky chose left, Sky must have been right.
El heard a noise from the other end of the alley; "Stay here," he told his posse. He went into the darkness of the end of the alley and didn't come out again.
Doc was driving the Battleshell when all of a sudden, the machine went on the fritz and the mist feature came on, filling the streets with fog.
Confused, Doc parked the Battleshell and opened the door, he stepped out to check under the hood.
However, when the mist cleared, Doc wasn't there.
Cody yawned and woke up when he heard knocking on the door; the five-year-old sleepily blinked his blue eyes open; he was still using his sleeping uncle Leo as a mattress, but Shadow was taking a nap on the other couch.
Cody got up and went to the door, he opened the door.
His sleep-crusty eyes blinked in confusion "Hello?" He said and looked around; there was no one. Had he imagined it? Well, his daddy always told him he had an overactive imagination….
Cody closed the door and turned back, he stopped abruptly and ran to Shadow. "Sissy!" He near screamed and shook her fiercely, she yawned and woke up.
"What is it Cody?" She asked tiredly.
"Uncle Leo's gone!" He wailed, he pointed at the couch – there was still a fresh dent in the cushions, but their uncle Leo was no longer laying there.
1: Chilled off: Killed
2: Chin Music: A punch to the jaw
3: Chicago overcoat: A coffin
4: Clean sneak: An escape with no clues left behind
5: Brace:Grab, shake up
6: Sky Masterson: A character from the play Guys and Dolls, he was a 'sinner', a gambler of bets, he makes such ridiculously high bets that people call him 'Sky'. He shows up in this story because I couldn't think of any more street names.
PS: Shout out to my real-life friend Dottie, she gave me a document of all of the street slang, she's a fanfic writer too.
And they are kidnapped... Wait and see what happens next chapter. You know, when I first thought this chapter up, Mikey really did feed Karai the dismembered meat of Utrom Shredder. But then I figured that even though I made Mike insane, Raph did say he wasn't really evil. In his dememted mind, the whole Karai thing was an act of mercy, Mikey couldn't let Karai free in any other way... But he fucked with her mind while he was at it so he figured it was a win-win situation.
Just to be clear, the Mikey-is-fucking-crazy thing is a constant theme and inside joke of this story. Read and review to see more of Mikes half demented antics!