Hamato Clan; A White Christmas Tragedy

A White Christmas Tragedy

It was a joyful Christmas morning. All over New York people were smiling, sharing the best of moments together, and basking in the merry feels of the annual holiday. The cheerful singing of carolers filled the gloomy streets. Shop windows had still shown off their festivity with lights and dozens of themed decorations. Inside families gathered together around the fire watching the little ones open their presents from “Santa.” What was a city filled with anger and depression, was now filled with joy and peace.  This “White Christmas” was truly wonderful and had topped every Christmas ever celebrated in New York. Peace on Earth and Good Will to men was what would describe today…

But down below the streets of New York City, hidden in the dark and gloomy tunnels, was a not so festive Christmas gathering. Even several kilometers away you could hear the curses of the family members. It was a chaotic scene…well erm let's see what exactly is going down in the underground home of the Hamato Clan-

“…give it back you son of a bitch!”

Time Hamato or Mia Taisho if you want to go by her original name sipped her cup of hot chocolate as she watched her brother Donatello and her cousin Inuyasha fight over something meaningless once again. The girl simply sat there, no expression at all to show how she truly felt. There she was, in the presence of the Hamato Clan's first Christmas ever going down into flames.

The teenager sat there in her “A Turtlerific Christmas” T-shirt and wrapped around her neck was a blue scarf. Her chestnut hair let down into curls just for the occasion.

“Actually the correct terminology is asshole or bastard. The word “bitch” actually refers to a female dog, and by my standards and knowledge of my dear cousin, Inuyasha's mother was not a female dog.  Inuyasha's father though, was the dog part of the genetic equation that created Inuyasha. So yea D, man I thought you were smart.“

Both boys stared blankly at Penelope after what she had said. Not a day in their life had they expected their adorable, skittle loving clan member to spurt out such a sophisticated sentence, or sentences. Inuyasha blinked several times before returning into his raging state.

“Give it back or next you'll see your stupid ass smile get another gap you piece of-“

Here we go again, another day, another worthless Inutello fight going down. Why can't those two just make up and settle their scores. I mean really, how did they even start this damn rivalry in the first place? Oh come on, where's Kagome and April when ya need them.

Time took another long sip of her drink and continued to watch Inuyasha and Donatello. Penelope had shrugged off the boys and plopped down next to her sister the female ninja turtle. Even being fraternal twin sisters the two girls had been oddly similar in many ways. Both had stunning eyes from their mother and regal figures from their father. They had both enjoyed practicing ninjitsu and spending time with the clan. Though sometimes hitting their heads on a frying pan was better than having quality time with their family.

Time's hazel eyes had went from the idiotic duel to another scene of chaos underway. There was Rin, Jaken, Mikey and Shippo tearing apart the last of the cake from yesterday's feast. The small green demon had tried to separate the orange clad turtle and the two feudal kids but to the looks of it, failed miserably. Then there was Sesshomaru standing by, as if Rin wasn't like his daughter and he wasn't an adult who was supposed to handle these things.