This is a story based on April and Donnie. It's gonna be filled with Apriltello, Leorai, a couple of my own characters too. Alyssa is Karai's twin sister and she's with Raph. This will be Ralyssa shipped together. Then there's Jennie and Mikey. Ship...
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Leo pov:
Hurry! Catch him! RUN! That's all my mind seems capable of screaming at me. I saw Shredder stab father from behind, but if we can catch him maybe Donnie can save him. With a thickening thud, Sensei hits the ground. Donnie and Raph reach him first. Blood is everywhere, Donnie pulling multiple things from his medkit he never leaves without. I kneel next to dad, trying to help apply pressure. Mikey holds his cold hand, tears pouring down his freckled face. "Dada?" He asks in a broken voice. My baby brother shouldn't sound that sad. It's not legal. It's not right, but there it is. I feel tears prickling my own eyes. Donnie has given up, but that's when I realize that he died. Dad died and even Donnie knows there's no way to bring him back this time. He survived his wife dying and his child being raised up by the foot clan. He raised four mutant turtles to teenagehood, practically adulthood. He's survived the broken hearts and guilt and heart stopping injuries that come with children, teenagers, and adult sons being in the ninjitsu profession. Not to mention that said adult sons are mutant turtles that all human scientists would have a field day trying to dissect and study and experiment. He survived almost losing all of us multiple times each. He survived drowning in the sewers and losing his mind and falling 1,000 feet in a deep dark chasm. He survived a lot more, but the one thing he can't, was literally being stabbed in the back by the person he formerly trusted as his brother. I hold dad's hand, tears now falling down my face. Yes I am leader and I am able to hold in emotions, but I am allowed some time to cry. Especially when my teacher, my father is brutally murdered in front of my very eyes. I hear my siblings falling apart around me and all I can do and sit and listen. I don't know how to comfort them. I can't correctly tell them it'll all be ok. It will never be ok. Ever. Several minutes pass and we all carry splinter home. We cover him with a sheet and perform a Japanese ritual for him. Donnie gets him ready in his best kimino and washing the blood from his fur. I can hear Raphael in the shop, carving a splinter-sized raft with his own sai. We go up to the surface, April driving us to the farmhouse. We lay our late father in the raft, placing several Japanese decorations and peaceful herbs. Me and Raph push the raft into the lake. All four of us are now crying as we watch dad floating away until we can't even see him anymore. My tears eventually dry on my cheeks, my face hardening into pure anger. Shredder better watch out. He has shattered the wrong family. He WILL pay for what he has done.
Splinter pov:
I wake up in a grassy field in Japan. I see a woman crying by the water and I approach her. No beautiful woman should cry like that. I place a hand on her shoulder, watching her turn around. My eyes widen. It couldn't be. Unless......I must have perished. Oh my poor children. Michelangelo, Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello. My sons. Miwa. My daughter. April and Casey who I have adopted as my own. All having to deal with my death. Leonardo, now the head of our Clan. So much responsibility, so much I have not yet told him. I will have to keep teaching him as he meditates. My mind goes back to the woman who died in my arms 15 years before. "Shen?" She giggles that heart-stopping giggle that I've longed for. "Yoshi." She grins, hugging me.
That's it my people's. Ok. I might have some errors and I know I'm probably wrong on the Japanese ninja honoring the deceased stuff so please forgive me. I finally was able to write another part. yaaaaaay bye ninja tots til next time.
