Teenage Mutant Homie Turtles | Issue #1

Chapter 6 • Showdown

They charge at us, swinging their chains at us, one chain barely managed to hit me. I ducked down avoiding his weapon. I hold up my blade it wraps around it. I throw it up into the air, tossing the baddie across the road and into the pavement knocking him out. I look over at my associates. Dovante and Mailk hold up pretty well, however, it takes them longer as they do not have one-shot weapons. Rashawn is able to use his martial arts to the test knocking out some of them.

We're going through them like a breeze, all of them almost defeated. Out of nowhere, one burly African-American man looking to be somewhere around his 40's steps out from the shadows with a Purple Dragon logo smeared across his face. He put his hands in his pockets analyzing the situation. He then stared at us and smirked maliciously. "Hun." He stated. I looked at him with confusion, not knowing what he meant. He chucked and slammed Malik into the wall pinning him with his hand surprisingly being the size of half of his shell. Mailk yelped in pain closing his eyes tightly.

"My name is Hun. I'm the leader of the Purple Dragon team. I've heard a lot of your BS today and I'm about to put an end to it." He said. He punched Mailk's head into the wall making the building crack. He dropped Malik as he slumped down laying on the concrete. I try my best not to get angry, I look back at my team. Dovante is devastated and Rashawn's eyes were literally made of fire. I could see the hatred in this man's eyes. "Bro, is you good?" I asked. He ignored my statement rushing Hun and punching him in the gut. Hun's eyes open widely. He growls.

He looks down at Rashawn and grabs his arm, flips him around, and slams him against the ground. He spins him around before throwing him into a tree making a loud cracking sound. Rashawn let out a loud screech and fell onto his knees. "Guys, it's cracked.." He mumbled before slumping over onto the ground and passing out. Dovante and I were left. I was afraid for his safety. I was only the one who led the team, but Dovante was more of a strategic thinker. That's when I had the plan to distract Hun by leaping around poking him at different angles and Dovante would use his staff to hit him at all his pressure points. I quickly told the plan to him.

Just then, Hun swung a punch at us both, we successfully dodged his fist and leaped back. We looked at him and then back at each other. We both nod signaling to each other that the plan was a go. I leap around Hun poking him with my blades and shouting taunts at him. "Nyeh, nyeh, nyeh! Can't catch me cus!" I said. The rage on his face got angrier as time passed on. He completely turned towards me to attack. Dovante landed down behind him hitting him in a precise place on the back with his staff, Hun made a quiet squeal he punched at me sloppily.

He fell over onto his stomach and got back up, his back made a cracking noise. "AGH!" He yelled. Hun quickly regained his consciousness and punched me again continuing to throw attacks at me relentlessly. I saw Dovante coming down with a strike, I leaned back as he slammed the staff so hard over Hun's head that he passed out. Hun fell over bleeding and bruised. I kneel on one leg tired from the fight. "Damn, those jiggas were tougher than I thought." I got back up. Now that the fight was over, What was a mutant turtle to do? First I thought about Dad and April but I didn't mind it. April would understand she's into freaky stuff. Dovante dropped his staff and zapped Malik and Rashawn back awake. They quickly got up, I led them as we jumped onto a roof.

Rashawn was visibly hurt but he can be seen trying his best to hold back the pain with his "toughness." We start jumping down a path of buildings to the hood back where we lived. Or, where we used to live. As we approach I tell myself a quote to boost my morale in battles nowadays.

"We are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

"We strike hard and fade away, into the night."