Hagridden ninja

Pure hands, wicked soul.

Hamato Splinter will perish today.

Here and now...

"Michelangelo! What the shell has gotten into you- are you insane? Just what do you think you're doing??"

A voice says that to us on the floor- but we can't quite make out which downed defect it is that tries to call out to me.

"You fool! You have just put the story of your master to a complete end!"

Karai smiles and I back.
"I'm aware... because I will be the one holding the pen, and I intend to write full stop punctuation very, very, soon."

She doesn't have time to look surprised before I kick her in the chest, knocking her to the ground, completely breathless before me! And the rat was completely unconscious.

Marvelous!

The universe may try to curse me, but I stride in its misfortunate. Finding diamonds gleaming brightly within the darkness I have been dealt.

I grab the rat by his collar, pulling him upward, his feet dangling him up off the ground. My unfinished business ends here.

"Oroku Saki, The Shredder- Ch'rell... such names all belong to me! And no matter what body the stars have plagued me with after my demise, i will conquer the soul of
Hamato Splinter! And through his death, I
shall r-"

THUNK.

Right before I could deliver the finishing blow, my speech was cut short my someone hitting me on the back of the head with some blunt object.

I suppose villainous monologues only work in fiction.

How... lame.

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"What was that about?"
Donatello had Master Splinter layed in his arms as the unconscious body of Michelangelo was scooped up by Raphael.
"Shell if I know! But you get master splinter out of here, I can handle Mikey... be careful Don."
Donatello gave a nod towards his brother.
"You too."

Their goodbyes were rushed in both words and action, as the Foot-Soldiers were ruthless. Donatello hopped into his submarine he had been working on, and was off. Leaving he and Splinter to fend for themselves from the unseen enemy hidden under the brackish waters, as his father flitted back into consciousness while they were shot at.

Raphael hopped into the elevator of the lair, followed by a white and ginger kitten and a few Foot-soldiers. He set his limp brother to the floor and let Klunk deal with him, before busting the heads of Karai's goons.

It was a quick trip up into the garage topside, but it didn't mean his battle was over. As the elevator opened- a barrage of villains charged inside.
"You gotta be kidding me..."

With Michelangelo slung around his shoulders like a blanket, and Klunk being planted on his insensible brother's carapace, Raphael made a dash for the Shell-Raiser. He barely made it- but he did... luckily the vehicle was packed with a missile that he used to launch at the Foot.
"How many of these bozos are there!? Jeez.."

And with that, Raph made his getaway, and the destroyed lair was left behind... Foot soldiers making sure nothing in the sewer's labyrinth would survive. And the Foot-Clan would be on the hunt for the turtles and their rat master.

As Raph sped away, he started to think.. what had made his brother go so psycho? Some sorta nervous breakdown? His own brother saying he was The Shredder and threatening to kill his father was absolutely crazy! The steering wheel almost dented in Raphael's grip. After this blew over, they would have to find out what happened to Michelangelo.. hopefully he stayed passed out long enough to not cause any more trouble...