Hamato Samurai

Episode 1: Rise of the Turtles, Part 1

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New York. The city that never sleeps. In this concrete jungle on the east coast, even the weirdest things could be considered normal. Anything could be happening in those brightly lit windows, with those boring humans living average lives. But the best stories happen in those places the likes of which mere mortals fear to tread: the sewers.

Living hidden within this maze of pipelines beneath the great metropolis are the great rat master, Splinter, and his children, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Leonardo is the oldest, always wearing blue, the wielder of the katana blades, and a very dedicated martial artist.

Raphael is the second oldest, wearing red, bearer of the twin sai, and has the worst temper among the five siblings.

Donatello, the middle child, is the brains of the outfit, always wears purple, and rocks a mean bo-staff.

Michelangelo, the second youngest, is classified as the most unpredictable member of the team, always wearing orange, and can swing nunchaku like nobody else.

And finally, the youngest turtle in yellow is Samurai, the only girl. Positive, tomboyish, and a cute and mean tessen machine. This sort of makes her the anomaly in the family.

At this time, the five turtle siblings are in the dojo of their lair, preparing to spar each other as a means to their training as ninjas under Splinter. Since there were five of them, it would be unfair if three sparred at once, so one needed to wait their turn.

Sam sparred against Mikey first and lost this time, but she didn't mind. She loved to spar with her brothers, even if she had to watch. Now it was Leo against Mikey and Raph against Donnie.

The four brothers drew their weapons in a ready position, anticipating the moment someone would make the first move. None of them planned on backing down, giving their best game face. Finally, Leo ran at Mikey with his sword in hand; Mikey did the same, nunchucks spinning wildly.

"Oh, yeah! Michelangelo is on the move!" Mikey shouted as he dodged Leo's sword. "You don't know what to do!" Mikey continued dodging gleefully. "I'm here! I'm there! I could be anywhere! How can you stop what you can't even see?!"

Unfortunately for him, however, Leo was not so easily beaten. Just as Mikey ran at him to make his move, Leo bunted him in the plastron with the handle of his katana, causing Mikey to spaz and fall down. "Like that," Leo replied casually. "Good one, Leo." Mikey rasped.

Meanwhile, Donnie pulled out his bo-staff and spun it expertly, preparing himself. Raph was known to play dirty. The turtle in red cracked his neck, not even bothering to pull out his weapon. From the sidelines, Sam could tell where this was going.

"Alright, Donnie, put down the staff, and no one gets hurt." "Uh, you said that last time, Raph, and then you hurt me." "Yeah, but... less than I would have." "Yeah, right." Donnie spun his staff as he ran at Raph, who rolled out of the way. After attempting to hit Raph several times, Donnie noticed his staff had disappeared from his hands.

Raph had grabbed it from right under his nose and broke it on his knee, staring at Donnie with a smug grin. Donnie was scared now. "Should've dropped the staff?" "Should've dropped the staff." Raph replied as Donnie dove down, getting pounded on the carapace by his own staff. "Okay, okay! Ow! I'm down!"

Now it was just Leo and Raph. Sam was itching to see who would win this round, as it was a pretty even chance. "Hey, watch your shell, Leo. Raph's playing for keeps today." The two oldest turtles kneeled as they readied themselves. Leo spoke, "Watashitachi ga tatakawa seru." "Whatever you say." Raph responded, and the fight began.