Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Black Night

Narrator's point of view:

Deep within the city of New York four young teenage boys on patrol, jumping from roof to roof, Where searching for any criminal who decides to step out of line. Their feet made a soft crunching sound as they landed on top of a gravel roof, taking a break to breath. Suddenly they noticed a white van, screeching into a tight turn, escaping from what looks like a robbery. The boys looked at each other before jumping to the next roof chasing after the van. The eldest of the boys was name Leonardo, also known as their leader, the second oldest was Raphael, then went Donatello, and lastly Michelangelo. They were trained by their father and sensei, Master Splinter, the ways of ninjutsu and other martial arts styles. They would be like every other family, if they were not mutated, and sworn to protect the innocent from the guilty.

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Leonardo's point of view:

We jumped from the rooftop, grabbing onto a street light pole and landing on the ground, trying to keep up with the van. Thinking of a plan I turn my head around and faced my brothers.

"Raphael, you and Michelangelo take a short cut. While me and Donatello try and slow it down." They nodded their heads in agreement and when the van made a sharp left turn Donatello and I followed as the other two went straight. I heard a zoom sound from behind as a black motorcycle flew past me. My eyes widened as the person leans forward and then pulls the bike up on to its back tire. Speeding up, so that they were next to van, and dropping back down onto both wheels. The person on the bike yells something, that I couldn't understand, then moves out of the way as something was thrown at them. It exploded, revealing thick black smoke with red angry flames. The driver of the motorcycle easily maneuvers around the explosion and pulls back up to the side of the van. He yelled again and they threw two more explosives at him. I watched as the driver drop back and get behind the van as the two explosive went off clouding my vision and causing me to cough. As the smoke cleared up, I saw that the motorcycle pulled up on the right side van, placing something on the door before picking up speed to get in front of it. The van quickly went around him and speeding off, half way over a bridge, when the right side exploded flipping the van over 3 times. The driver of the motorcycle continue to go straight until Raphael and Michelangelo drop down in front of him. He swerved to the left, turning the bike sideways, missing Raphael but taking out Michelangelo. They skid across the pavement with sparks flying. The bike went one way and the two boys flow the other. They rolled down a steep hill, grabbing at the ground trying to stop themselves.The motorcycle driver, dressed in black leather, was able to stop himself before going off the edge into the freezing water below. Michelangelo was not so lucky. He slipped past the guy and went over.

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Michelangelo's point of view:

I jump down beside Raphael just as motorcycle came and crashed into me. I screamed in terror as me and the driver went one way and the bike flew the other. I grab hands full dirt trying to stop myself as we started to roll down a hill. The guy next to me had stopped and I went past him. Just as I flew over, something grabs my hand letting me hang in the air above the hard current water. I looked up to see a black helmet and a leather glove covered hand rapped around my own. "So what side are you on?", He grunted as he slowly started to slide forward. "I'm on the side that's trying to stop a robbery", I replied but it came out more as a question than an answer. He was silent for a minute just looking down when he finally asked in his deep voice, "what is your name kid?"

I gulped, " Michelangelo but you can call me Mickey". The guy grunted again as he pulled me up and I swung my other arm up pulling myself up with him. Once I was up he let go of my hand and moved back so that I can move away from the edge. "Well Mickey, I'm Black night but you can call me Black...or night." That is when I realized that my brothers were calling my name and asking if I was alright. I yelled back yea and slowly got to my feet. I looked beside me and saw that black was trying to do the same. I stuck out my hand wanting to help him since he saved my life. He looked at me then my hand before taking it and standing up. Dark did a sharp intake of air when he put some of his weight on his right ankle. I moved closer to him and put his arm over my shoulder and let him put some of his weight on me. We started to make our way up the steep hill as someone slid down carefully, stopping beside me, and put their hand on my arm. I look to see that it was Leonardo and smiled. He turn his eyes from me to my new friend in the black helmet and moving around me to the other side helping me carry Black to the top of the hill. After five minutes we finally reach the top and sat Black down on the ground carefully. Night looked at us and said nothing for a short amount of time before looking down and saying thank you in his deep voice. Raphael kneels down and looks at him, trying to see his face, as Donatello was looking at his right ankle. "No problam'o dude. It's the least I can do since you saved my life." I said grinning down at him. "Yea...well thanks anyway. You guys didn't have to help me." he said laughing as he slowly tries to stand up. I quickly grab his arm and pull him up and he nodded at me.

He scanned the road looking for something and sighed. Black made his way past me and Raphael, slightly dragging his right leg, as he made his way across the street. "What are you doing?" Donnie asked following him. "What does it look like? I'm getting my bike so that I can get out of here." At the end of his sentence he fell forward but stopped himself from hitting the ground by putting out his hands. Readjusting his left leg he stood back up and whistles at the bike. At first nothing happens and I looked at Leo who shrugged his shoulders. The guy did it again and we hear the sound of an engine coming to life. The lights of a motorcycle blinks twice before it somehow stood itself up and drove over to its owner. The Black Night slowly got onto the bike, pressing a few buttons before placing his hands on the handle bars. He revved the the bike a few times before looking at us and nodding his head. The sleek black bike shot off like a bullet as he leans forward then pull the bike up, to stand on its back tire, as blackish gray smoke come out of the tailpipe blocking our view of him as he disappear.