New York was used to strange things as they say. But just because they were, didn't mean they were prepared for an invasion from another world... again.
When these strange fanged humanoid beings appeared, the night vigilants, normally hidden in the sewers, had no choice but to come out during daylight to combat the invasion.
Five Tarkatans jumped at one of the giant turtles with their blades ready. Leonardo spun at high speed, throwing the five away. He blocked another's blade and lashed out with the katana, his blade slicing through the attacker's flesh.
Seeing three approaching, he throws three shurikens, hitting the three Tarkatans in the head, neck and chest.
The three fell.
"With these there are ten!" Leonardo comments.
"Ha! Still behind, bro!" Raphael shouts, thrusting one of the sais into the chest of another Tarkatan. "With this one it's twelve!"
He blocks another attack and hits the Tarkatan in the chest. Raphael blocks two blows and pierces the Tarkatan's leg, putting him on his knees before piercing him under their chin.
"With these it's fourteen!" Raphael brags.
"Booyakasha!" Michelangelo shouted, kicking two Tarkatans.
Landing, he spins on the ground, hitting the legs of two Tarkatans. As they hit the ground, Michelangelo is back on his feet, twirling his nunchakos. A Tarkatan ran towards him, but Michelangelo ducked to avoid the blade and hit the Tarkatan in the knee, kneeled him on the chin and finished with a kick, sending the Tarkatan against two others who were approaching.
"I'm nine!" Michelangelo screams.
"Still back, little brother!" Raphael screams as he stabs a Tarkatan's thighs, making him scream in pain before hitting him on both sides of the head with the handles of the sais.
"The game isn't over yet, Raphael." Donatello comments, hitting one enemy behind, then one in front.
He then spins, sending the Tarkatans surrounding him away.
He blocks a blade and repels the Tarkatan and with a spin, throws two shurikens at two other enemies. The Tarkatan he repelled ended up with its blade stuck in the concrete and turned just in time to see the bo staff coming towards its face.
The Tarkatan flew away, hitting others as more of them continued to approach the turtles.
Donatello hits one from the left, followed by another from the right. When he hits the middle one, he pulls and pushes the bo staff against the enemy's body. The Tarkatan felt several stabs to the front of his body, not piercing but leaving marks nonetheless.
With one last thrust, poor Tarkatan was sent crashing into the nearest wall.
One tried to get up, but got hit in the face with a hockey puck, breaking some of his sharp teeth.
"Don't forget me!" Casey Jones exclaimed.
He came swinging his hockey stick, hitting a Tarkatan in the face and ducking to avoid another's blade. Casey then swung the bat downwards, hitting the legs of the Tarkatan who failed to decapitate him.
Casey then turned to an incoming enemy, placing the bat on the Tarkatan's neck and pulling it into the air. The Tarkatan was thrown and landed hard against a car.
Two jumped at Casey who blocked the blades with his hockey stick. Leonardo and Raphael appeared and kicked them away.
"Hey! Donnie!" Casey calls the turtle the purple bandana.
Donatello swings the bo staff to Casey, who takes it by the tip and swings Donatello at the invading forces. Donatello's shell hits the Tarkatans with enough force to knock them away and with a spin, Casey releases the staff, sending Donatello spinning using his shell against a small group of Tarkatans.
The group was hit, throwing them in several directions.
"Strikes!" Michelangelo shouted.
"Alright, Donnie!" Casey said, helping Donatello up.
But he was dizzy.
"I think I drank too much." Donatello said.
"This movement looks like it needs more work." Leonardo said, putting away his katanas. "And it looks like I won."
"You won?" Raphael said. "Where did you learn to count? I scored twenty!"
"And I scored twenty-one." Leonardo said.
"Twenty-one where?" Raphael asks.
"Did you pay attention?" Leonardo asked back.
"Donnie, tell this loser I wiped out more enemies than him!" Raphael says, turning to the still dazed Donatello.
"No more, thanks. I'm the driver" Donatello said and fell to the ground.
"Uhh, guys." Michelangelo said, gaining everyone's attention.
What they saw was a centaur hitting a car with its horns, sending the vehicle flying into a store.
"How many of these freaks are still around?" Casey asked.
"Like we haven't seen worse things in the past." Leonardo said.
"Here's the thing, Leo. Whoever knocks that ugly thing down is the winner!" Raphael said and attacked.
"Raphael, wait!" Leonardo called and pulled out the katanas again before following his brother.
"You're going down!" Raphael said and jumped at the centaurian.
Only to be caught in the centaurian's surprisingly long tail and thrown into a workshop. Leonardo slid behind the centaurian, who hit him with both hind legs. Leonardo was sent flying and hitting a truck.
The centaurian turns to the remaining enemies and grabs a hockey puck in his hand before it hits him in the face. Glaring at Casey, Michelangelo and Donatello - who was still on the ground - the centaurian crushes the disc and attacks the trio.
Casey drops more discs and throws them, but this does nothing to stop the centaurian's advance. That is until Michelangelo throws a shuriken towards his face. Causing a cut under his eye, the centaurian closed one of his eyes but did not stop his advance.
Casey moved out of the way and Michelangelo caught Donatello and also jumped out of the way. The centaurian hits a brick wall, bringing it down on top of him.
The centaurian roared, throwing away the bricks covering his body.
Raphael came out of nowhere and put his arms around his neck. The centaurian began to swing wildly, trying to get Raphael off of him.
"Hold on, cowboy!" Michelangelo shouted, seeing the scene as a rodeo.
"How about hold that centaur!?" Raphael shouted.
The centaurian pulled his arms back and grabbed Raphael. The moment Michelangelo ran to help his brother, he was caught by him once Raphael was thrown against him.
The centaurian then aims the tail at the turtles, shooting a ball of energy. Michelangelo quickly puts on his shell to block the attack. A small explosion happens and the two turtles are thrown away, but Michelangelo's shell saves them from further damage.
A hockey puck hits the centaurian from the right. He turns around and sees Casey armed with the hockey stick but no pucks left to throw. The centaurian advances against Casey but before he can hit him with a lunge, Donatello, recovered from his dizziness, throws a smoke bomb.
When the centaurian passes through the cloud of smoke, he is confused to see that he didn't hit anything.
He then screams in pain when he feels something cut into his back before Leonardo lands next to him. He raises his hands and defends himself from the katana cuts. With a roar, the centaurian hits the ground with his front legs, breaking the asphalt and making Leonardo almost lose his balance.
The leader of the turtles jumps behind the centuarian who hits him with a kick.
Leonardo flies but grabs a pole, spinning and flying back to the centaurian, who catches him before Leonardo's attempted kick connects. That's when Raphael arrived and pierced both of the centaurian's front paws.
The centaurian screams in pain and falls in front of the turtles. Leonardo then makes two cuts on the chest of the centaurian who covers himself with his arms to block the following cuts. Raphael goes behind him and sticks his sais in the back of his neck.
But this only enrages the centaurian, who picks up Raphael and punches him away. Or this is what would have happened if Leonardo had not taken advantage of the centaurian's momentary distraction and the wounds caused by Raphael to decapitate the centaurian with his katana.
The centaurian's decapitated body releases Raphael and falls to the ground, defeated.
"Looks like I won." Leonardo said.
"You? It was my sais that ended this thing!" Raphael said.
"Excuse me? Who separated the head from the body? Ah yes, my katanas!" Leonardo argued.
"My blow had already defeated him! He was just a stubborn wretch!" Raphael declared.
"That means he hadn't been defeated yet! So I dealt the final blow!" Leonardo argued.
Donatello, Michelangelo and Casey watched as the two continued to argue who won while these three were just happy that the invasion was repelled, for now.