Title: Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time
Disclaimer: I own nothing; I have four animals that would probably annoy you, especially my German Shepherd. He's an asshole, ye be warned.
There is some cussing at the end, because why not?
It was finally free. After hundreds of years, it was finally free from hell and could walk the earth again. It didn't care what person it inhabited, the feeling of being alive again, even if it was body-jacking somebody.
Opening its eyes for the first time and seeing the world in over a hundred centuries, it noticed it was on a rooftop. Where was it? It didn't think it had gone that far from the gate that had released it from prison, but it looked like it was in New York City. No one could mistake such a skyline no matter where they were in the world. As the vehicles' sirens from far below wailed into the nightlife, it was most certainly in New York City. But whose body had it possessed? Why was this person randomly up here on the roof late at night? Maybe a jumper? Where was the mirror when you needed one? Then just a few feet away, the object that it needed to spot itself. A glass window that looked like it led to the staircase of the building. It shuffled over to it and happened to look down.
What the hell? These legs were not human. It moved quickly and almost screamed.
What kind of nightmare was this? Maybe it hadn't escaped hell. Maybe it was still there. No, the gates had been ripped open. It had been freed! Yet, somehow the one person it jumped into was a, a,…was that a shell? Holy shit, it had body snatched a humanoid fucking turtle! Just it's damn luck! Everyone else probably jumped in some great bodies, but no! It got a turtle. Maybe it should just jump out of this body now as it brought up the pitiful excuse of what this thing called hands and fingers. Only three fingers? How the hell was it supposed to do anything with three fingers? It then saw the belt that secured the two weapons at its side. Half tempted to take them out and play with them but decided against it.
It could feel the presence of the person pounding against its skull. Screaming and determined to take back control of its body. The being was powerful not just in the body but in the mind too. 'Ssssh, I just want to have some fun for now.' Silencing the soul, pushing it down into the far reaches of its mind, and putting walls around it so it could no longer bug the demon. The demon finally, having decided it wouldn't jump out into the next body it saw, may have to have fun with this. If it had to go back to hell, it might as well have a good story to tell. However, none of the other demons was going to believe it.
Looking itself one more time in the mirror and almost laughed, 'Just my fucking luck. I finally get topside and jump into a damn turtle? It could be worse, could have been some stupid wendigo or worse a shapeshifter. They were so gross always changing and leaving their skin behind.'
"Hey Mikey, you, okay?"
The turtle spun around quickly and saw three other turtles resembling him. Only they were wearing distinctive different color bandanas and had other weapons. So, this thing had brothers. It would have to dig into this being's memories and play around, but first, it wanted to go out and have some fun.
Giving a toothy grin and the best Michelangelo smile, it could muster a performance of a lifetime.
"Never better, dudes; the real question is, are you ready?"
The three turtles looked at their youngest brother, not realizing how much weight that statement held. Yet they had no remarks, nothing to say. All three caught each other's glances, trying to figure out what Michelangelo was going on about; then again, nothing surprised the three eldest brothers when it came to Mikey.
Without another word, all three spun around on their heels and led the charge to start running so they could vault across the rooftop. 'Oh yeah, this is going to be fun. What was this turtle-like to say?' As the demon began moving its legs and pushing the body forward, gaining speed, the eyes of the demon flashed black, revealing its true nature; they then flashed back to being blue as the demon possessing Michelangelo leaped across a building and, in midair yelled across the rooftops, "Cowabunga mother fuckers."
~FINIS~
Author Notes: I have written a Supernatural and Red Dead Redemption fanfiction, and for some reason, I couldn't help but laugh and think, wouldn't it be funny if a Demon from Supernatural series possessed a turtle? Of course, not just any turtle, but Mikey, lol, because he's a character already amongst his brothers.
I'm sure there has already been fanfic about a turtle being possessed, but I just had to write this out and put my own spin. Hell, maybe I'll write more if y'all want more lol Maybe even Sam and Dean will appear if I'm feeling it, but no promises. Sorry, it's short and rushed, I could have written this better, but I just had to get this itch off my back before I started writing more to my other stories.