TMNT + Me

The Pulverizer Returns!(Part 1)

It was nighttime in the city, -per usual- and the turtles were kicking foot clan butt on the rooftop of the movie theater. Raph was surrounded by three, smacking away the hand of the foot solder who tried to slash him with a Tanto. He grabbed the 2nd soldier and threw him into the third, knocking him down. He backed up harshly into the 1 soldier, taking him out of the battle. Raph kicked the 2nd foot lackie in the face, knocking him out cold. The last unfortunate soul got punched in the chest, stomach and then kicked back onto the brick wall. He slipped down to the ground, trying to back up but failed due to the lack of energy. " I could do this all day!" Raph cheered before sidestepping a sneak attack from the back and slamming the hilt of his Sai into the ninja's spine, and kicking him away. Raph sighed looking around, only for his face to drop when he saw that all the enemies were downed. "Aw, man." Raph groaned. "Raph, if you keep breaking your toys, we're not gonna buy you new ones." Leo joked, letting go of a foot soldier.

"Dude, it's like we just cleared a video game on 'easy'." Mikey laughed, jumping down from his perch. "Mikey, if master splinter had taught us anything, it's that real combat is not like a video game." Leo emphasized. "Hey, coins!" Donnie cheered in the background as he started to pick up the small currency that probably fell out of the enemy's pockets. "The foot soldiers haven't been much of a challenge lately. Wonder why." Leo pointed out, not liking the idea that they achieved their victory so easily. Was this a trick that Shredder had devised so that they would set up their own graves in future? "Well, maybe we're just that awesome." Raph butted in, a sly smirk on his face. "That sounds right." Leo smirked back, liking this new theory over his own. "You know who'd I hate to be?" Donnie asked the two with a smirk of his own gracing his face. "The guy who has to tell shredder about this." Donnie finished, gesturing to the fallen warriors spread around them. Mikey wasn't listening. He was staring at one of the soldiers with true interest.

In Shredder's Lair

The sound of angered grunting and whimpering filled the throne room as Shredder continued to beat the literal heck out of Dogpound. The cloaked figure sat in the corner, their arms wrapped around the chained up kraang body as they watched with pure sadistic glee. Dogpound fell to the ground trembling in pain from the beating he had just received. The Shredder looked down on him with fury and malice. "You promised me an army of the best, most lethal ninjas in the world. But the turtles have decimated them." He growled, letting his long sharp blades sprout from his metal gantlets. Dogpound looked at them with wide, fearful eyes. "The ones left are hardly worthy of wearing the emblem of the foot." He continued. "I can find more soldiers. Just give me time." Dogpound begged as he bowed low. "No more time!" Shredder yelled, swiping his blades. "I need more soldiers! I need better soldiers! And I need them now!" Shredder demanded. Dogpound dodged as Shredder plunged his blades into the glass behind him, effectively shattering it.

"But that's impossible." Dogpound whimpered, knowing what his master was asking for could not be done, and failure to follow orders would lead to death. This is why you don't join evil clans, you're gonna end up wither dead in a ditch by the heroes or by your own master. Shredder slowly walked foreword, making Dogpound's ears go flat and sign in nervousness. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the too bystanders just sitting there, sparking an idea in him mind. "Hmm. Perhaps not." Shredder thought aloud as his anger flickered down. "Awwww, I wanted to see bloodshed..." The cloaked figure mumbled under their breath, petting the scared kraang blob. "Perhaps there is method for building an army of foot soldiers powerful enough to destroy those turtles once and for all. A method we shall steal from the kraang." He finished. "Steal from the who now?" The cloaked figure asked, standing to their feet. "Hold on just one second! You do not dare touch my babies or any of their work! They may be insignificant little specks in the universe, meaning almost nothing to me, but they are mine! And we have our own agenda on taking this city over, and I will NOT stand a metal clad bully ruining it for us!" They screamed, pink power cracking from their gloved hands. "I will give you my lower soldier to do any form of toucher or entertainment you would like." Shredder said. The figure stopped. "I'm listening~"
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