The turtles were relaxing in the lair, doing there own thing. Leonardo was on the sofa, reading a book on different martial art styles April got him for Christmas. Raphael was playing on the arcade machine trying to beat Mikey's current record. Donatello, next to Leo, was on the sofa, fixing one of the T-phones that got damaged in their latest fight with the Foot. Lastly Mikey was on the bean bag reading a new comic book also a gift from April. It was calm and quiet with all the turtles in the main living room. It was a rare but welcome moment after all the battles that seemed endless over the last weeks.
Master Splinter came out of meditation with a start. Breathing a little harsh, beads of sweat forming on his brow. He quickly looked around, realising he was still in the Dojo he sighed in relief. Flashes of the visions he just witnessed invaded the Masters mind. The Shredder, his sons, a flash of metal, blood, pain and death appeared before the his eyes. Attempting to shake off the fear Splinter walked into the living room to see his sons. He watches the turtles relaxing as if there was no ninja clan, alien race, gangs or mutants that would harm or kill the young teenagers given the chance.
The fear from before grew even more intense. He wanted to make sure his sons were safe and to be ready for the next fight that is destined to happen. He will make sure they are ready no matter what.
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A Fathers Fear
General FictionSplinter fears for his sons future. So many enemy's are after his sons lives. Splinter lets his fear control him and does the unthinkable. He hurts one of his sons and now faces the consequences. (You can imagen any turtle series for this story.)
