Turtles' Point of View
"'So guys,'" the 'letters' began, "'just as Master Splinter and Mr. Murakami have said, I am Norio Kimiko of the Norio Clan. Splinter was most definitely right about our legacy and close alliance with the Hamato Clan against the Foot Clan and of what happened to them, but there's more to it than that.'"
Leo took a brief pause to catch his breath and then clear his throat before he continued on;
"'My grandparents, Mamoro and Jun, were the greatest and first leaders of the Norio Clan. Their son, Jonichi, was to be my beloved father one day. They all worked together to build up the proud Norio Clan legacy and identity, all while educating and supporting themselves well as a family. They came up with the idea of the Norio Clan symbol from my grandmother. The lotus flower obviously representing beauty, but then the shuirken symbolized the kunoichi and ninja nature overall. They all greatly honored it, but especially between my grandfather towards my grandmother. But then, after a few years, everything had changed greatly. It was the day that the Foot Clan burned the Hamato Clan to the ground, and they also took the Norio Clan away along with it.'"
The Hamatos gasped at what they just read/heard what was read to them. Master Splinter has told them of that fateful day many times before, meaning that they didn't need a reminder of it. They were then given the family photo album, courtesy of you. Then, while his younger brothers took turns looking through your photo album, Leo kept on reading;
"'My grandparents and my father were lucky enough to move away to a hopefully better home, in New York City, to avoid the tragic chaos and terror. But, unfortunately, the rest of the clan weren't so lucky, and have then unnecessarily suffered. When they moved to New York City, they only thought it was best to, at least try, to bring the Norio Clan 'back to life again' in a sense. They opened up an after-school ninjitsu class for students willingly open towards learning from the great Norio Mamoro, Jun, and Jonichi. Sadly, the Foot Clan have seemed to find out of where they were trying to hide in New York City. So then one night, while my father, naming himself (Y/F/N) for America's sake, was tutoring a late-night student, something happened. He came back to his home here, but only to find it burning to the ground with my grandparents, (Y/G/F/N) and (Y/G/M/N), trapped inside. They then suffered without the Foot Clan's mercy that night, breaking my father's heart and spirit tremendously. He then held a small, private funeral for them in the back-lot of his home and had them buried underneath a grown cherry tree as a way of remembering them. Thankfully though, Norio Jonichi eventually moved on from that tragic time and diligently continued training his students. Then one night, because my father did this quite often ever since my grandparents' death, he patrolled across the city using the rooftops. Almost just like you guys do, actually. Ever since my grandparents' death, my father's been hunting down for the Foot Clan and was trying to find out where they were hiding from him.'"
Leo's throat was starting to hurt a bit from incoming tears that were threatening to fall at the thought of these things so far, so he passed it off to Raph to continue on. Then he looked through your photo album, that was passed to him from Donnie;
"'On this particular night however, it wasn't the Foot Clan that he found in an alleyway near his classes, but a bunch of strange-looking robots with a young woman.'"
'The Kraang!' the turtles thought angrily.
"'He was able to save her from them, almost like you did so with me when I got attacked by the Purple Dragons. Once he was sure that the robots were defeated, he tried to figure out who they were or what they were going to do with (Y/M/N), the young woman that he rescued that night. But at that time, it didn't matter. Just as long as she was safe and sound from them and made it back to her home. After that eventually, they hanged out more, got married and then, that's where I came around. None of us were fully aware even of how closely the Foot Clan's been watching us throughout this whole time ever since. Years have passed now, and I've grown very close to both of my parents. People then say that I've possessed my father's spirit, as much as my mother's, and I was very proud of it. I've also became a great Norio Clan kunoichi, thanks to my father and his classes. Just like my grandparents before me, and then I learned to master my first (WoC) against my father's own kodachi blade. Good old times.'"
