True Love

Revenge of the Shredder

Revenge of the Shredder

~Chapter 10~

Revenge of the Shredder

I walk along the empty streets of the city, the turtles behind me. But they're acting too quiet for me to tell if they're behind or not. I dot hear anything. I glare.

Now's not the time to start messing with me. Hachiko disappeared this morning, but Alli found Mittens.

I glare and whip around. "You guys wanna speed it up a little?!" I yell, a little too harshly.

"Are you saying turtles are slow?" Donnie says. I jump, realizing he's behind me. So are the other turtles.

"That's a hurtful stereotype," Mikey says, feeling a little hurt. I immediately feel guilty about snapping at them.

"Trust us, Annie," Leo says. "We are better off keeping a low profile. We find people treat us better when they don't know we exist."

I smile apologetically. "Sorry. I'm just so excited to get you out of the sewers for a change."

"What are you talking about?" Raph asks. "We go out all the time."

"Yeah, but tonight you're gonna do something besides hitting people," I say.

"Aww," he groans.

"Don't worry," I say quickly. "You're gonna love this noodle place Alli and I found."

"And you're sure will be welcome?" Donnie asks nervously, tapping his fingers against the pole.

"Oh yeah," I assure him. "Mr. Murakami doesn't care what you look like. In fact, he won't even know what you look like. He's blind."

"Awesome!" Mikey says, receiving a smack on the head by Raph. "I mean for us, obviously."

I smile as we continue to the small noodle shop. When it's in sight, I see three shadows inside, beating up a fourth shadow. I gasp. "Oh, no!"

I run to the shop to see clearer, the turtles right behind me. "Who are those creeps?" Donnie asks me.

"The Purple Dragons," I growl. "They think they own the streets around here." I glare at them, beating poor Murakami up.

We crouch down near the door. "So much for not hitting people tonight," Leo says.

Raph smiles. "Oh well!"

They jump inside, and I watch them. "Booyakasha!!!!!" The Purple Dragons freeze and stare at the turtles.

"Alright, let him go," Leo growls. "You don't want any trouble."

"We, on the other hand, do!" Raph adds, grinning.

One Dragon's eyes widen. "Whoa! Those guys were serious! They really are giant turtles!" I'm guessing he's the leader, Fong. I've heard of him.

"You've heard of us?" Mikey asks, his blue eyes lighting up. "Dudes! We're famous!"

"That's bad!" Donnie hisses.

"Oh, right." Mikey's expression falls.

"Whatever you are, this neighborhood is ours!" Fong says. "So why don't you slither back to the ocean you came from?"

"Actually, we're freshwater turtles!" Donnie says. Uh-oh. Inner nerd kicking in. "I suspect we're derived from the diamondback terrapin, but it's possible we're a common-"

"Get 'em!" Fong demanded the other Dragons.

As the turtles attack the Dragons, I crawl on my hands and knees to get to Murakami. He's lying on the floor. I shake him. "Murakami-san?" He shakes and I look up.