"You can find peace amidst the storms that threaten you." - Joseph B. Wirthlin
New York, a city full of hustle and bustle of everyday life. Even a year after the defeat of Shredder and Krang, a year after Bebop and Rocksteady were put behind bars; life was back to normal for the citizens of the Big Apple. All thought that with Shredder gone, there would be some semblance of peace. That did not seem to be the case what so ever. Karai had managed to slither her way from being apprehended by the police and eagerly kept up with the mantle of leadership to the Foot Clan. She was doing everything she could to prepare for the return of their master back to this side of the galaxy with the help of Baxter Stockman. The Foot Clan continued their reign of terror and with that, there came no rest for the unsung heroes of New York City.
Four brothers, mutant turtles, that stayed in the shadows to protect their city. Their home. The events with Krang helped ease some of the burdens of being detected by the normal citizens. They even now had the complete support of the New York Police Department, a new friend in the former Corrections Officer turned Hockey-masked vigilante and as always they had the continued support of their savior, friend, sister; April O'Neil. With the activity still going thanks to the Foot Clan and the rise of a new gang calling themselves Purple Dragons, there was definitely no rest for anyone.
The nightly patrols were a consistency in their lives now, some of those nights yielded complete boredom for the turtles due to lack of anything going down on the streets below. This night was feeling like one of those nights as the four vigilantes kept watch from atop of one of the many buildings in the city that offered a good view of those said streets. Their eyes watching as they waited for something, anything to happen. What they were unaware of at that very moment; they themselves were being watched.
“We’ve got them where we want them, Tanuki. If we don’t do this now they’ll be even harder to find tomorrow night.” A female voice whispered sharply from behind a maroon and white fox mask. She got closer to the edge of the building clad in her maroon and black Samurai-esque gear. She looked down seeing the brothers from the advantage point just slightly above them thanks to a higher connected building. A male clad in black and navy blue gear similar to hers gripped her shoulder, his mask that of a raccoon but in the navy and white theme as to match his clothing.
“Your impatience is starting to wear me thin, Kitsune," his whispered words he knew were harsh yet, rightfully stern. His light gray eyes beneath his mask locking on to her bright violet ones just to hit the point home more. He could almost hear her rolling them.
"Just wait a few seconds more and we will strike."
"You two keep fighting like that and our marks will bring that fight to us." Another woman leaning against the door that leads to the stairwell for the building was looking at them. Her dark violet eyes seemed pure black in the shadows she kept to, the white and amber wolf mask hiding the rest of her facial features. She uncrossed her arms while walking over to the ledge so she could take a peek at their marks. The amber and black clothing similar to Kitsune's and Tanuki's but a bit more elegant in style.
"Go easy on them, Ookami. After all, the months of surveillance haven't been kind on any of our nerves," the third female of the group spoke up, her voice came out in a whisper but, the tone was more cheery than any of the others had been. That voice came from a figure that stood on top of the ventilation cage to the left of all of them, the plum and black colors of her cutesy outfit made it almost impossible to see her without light. She had her dark gray eyes trained on the four turtles below, her plum and white rabbit mask keeping her face just as hidden as her partners' masks did.
“Cheerful as always, Usagi." Tanuki released Kitsune's shoulder as he got even closer to the edge. For the fifth time since they arrived on the rooftop, the turtles gathered to the farthest right corner. The only difference this time was the way their body language was translating to the four stalkers. They were planning to go to another location and within the next few seconds, Tanuki was absolutely sure of it.
“Your call, wonder boy,” Kitsune spat out in a harsh whisper using her favorite nickname for their little groups’ leader. She reached behind her to grab a hold of her weapons she had hidden beneath her cloak. Her twin metal and fabric lined tessen.
“Usagi, get their attention would you?" Tanuki ordered gently as he grabbed up his naginata from its resting place on the ledge.
“As always, I get to start the fun." Usagi reached into the pouch that sat against her right hip, pulling from it four throwing knives. Ookami poised herself as she pulled out her kusarigama she had tucked at the small of her back. With a soft chuckle, Usagi let loose the throwing knives, her aim set at the back of the turtles' feet.
“I’m tellin’ ya, Leo! Somethin’ ain’t right!” The biggest of the four brothers had been complaining more than usual for most of the night. There had been something off in his mind every time it was a quiet night. Like they were missing something or were not seeing the whole picture.
“Everything is fine, Raph. It's just another quiet night, so let's get moving." The eldest turtle in the blue mask was not about to get into another pointless argument with his red-clad brother. He himself was convinced that tonight was going to be just one more added to the countless nights of peace. Oh, how wrong he was. The sound of metal being buried in the asphalt-covered roof made all of them pause.
“You were sayin’?” Raphael sneered at his older brother as they all turned around. The knives that stuck from the pebbles were not at all comforting to the notion of peace. Neither were the four shadows on the rooftop just above their own.
“Get ready. I don't think they're on our side." Leonardo carefully withdrew his two katana before putting himself in a familiar defensive stance.
“Man, now our dinner is gonna get cold!” The youngest clad in the orange mask pulled out his set of nunchaku with a teasing whine in his tone.
“Shut up, Mikey!” The three brothers barked out in unison.
“Why 're they just standin' there?!" Raph had been itching for some action all night and with this new challenge, he was becoming even more impatient. He gripped both sai tight in his hands, his teeth clenched.
“Chill, Raph. They’re just trying to get our attention.” The fearless leader glared up at the four shadows; prepared for either a fight or a very interesting exchange of words.
“If that was their only motive why do I get the feeling we’re being played?” The tallest out of the brothers adjusted his grip on his bo staff, making sure to keep his golden brown eyes on the ones that were sizing them up.
“What if they're Ninjas like us, bro?" Mikey grinned sparing a quick glance to the purple masked brother; that proved to be an almost painful mistake. He quickly deflected the next dagger that was aimed at him with his nunchaku. His baby blue eyes looked to where the four shadows were just in time to watch them leap down, joining him and his brothers on the same rooftop.
“Insults like that can get you killed, Michelangelo,” Ookami spoke as the group moved toward the light. The way their gear looked slightly confused the youngest of the turtles. They had the whole Ninja vibe going with the weapon choices, the masks, and the outfits they were wearing.
“Granted, none of you will be leaving this rooftop alive.”
“Just how do you know his name?!” Leo shifted closer to Mikey taking note that both Raph and Donnie had done the same. His eyes caught the movement of the four in front of them mirrored their movements like they were stalking prey.
"It isn't just his name that we know, Leonardo," the one in the raccoon mask had spoken up this time. By the tone and the way he was carrying himself, Leo, figured that the male was the leader.
“For fuck's sake, can we drop the small talk?!” Fox girl seemed like a short fuse as she brought her hands from behind her back. With a pop of her wrists the bladed fans opened, the metallic riveting sound they made emphasized her intent.
“We got their attention, what more do you want, Tanuki?!”
“Ain't you a piece of work.” Raphael had his eyes set on the girl in the fox mask. Her attitude was something similar to his own. Actually, damn near the exact same as his.
“Rude much, Kitsune?” The one that looked like a bunny had brought out more knives into her hands.
“What fun would it be to kill them off quickly? We could at least play with them for a little while.”
“Or you could tell us why you're trying to kill us in the first place. Are you working for the Foot Clan?” Donatello had not seen any of the usual tattoos denoting the Purple Dragons or even a Foot Emblem either anywhere on their clothing. He quickly spun his bo, knocking a throwing dagger that was aimed at him off course.
"Didn't Ookami just say insults could get you killed, Donatello?" Usagi's voice was seeming a bit too sweet to come from a cold-blooded killer. That's when Donnie really looked them over. The shape of their hoods, the emblems that were a connecting point for their sashes; should have all been a dead give away. Of course, one meant only for someone that was a fan of that particular franchise, or even knowledgeable of it.
“Code names. Hooded robes. I'm going to make an assumption you all have wrist blades hidden in those kimono sleeves.” The purple-clad turtle was trying to give his brothers a helpful hint or two about who they were dealing with.
"Whoa! No way!" Of course, the game nut, known as Michelangelo, would be the first to catch on. He was quite proud that he was about to get something right on the first guess.
"You guys are Assassins! Sweet!"
"Give that turtle a cookie!" Ookami laughed which only made the other three Assassins groan out. She looked at them and shrugged, feigning complete innocence.
“I'm done with the warm and fuzzy crap! We end this now, one way or another!” Kitsune growled out and hastily ran towards the four brothers.
“Finally, some action!” Raphael was all too eager to greet the Assassin's hotheadedness with some of his own.
"Kitsune, stop!" Tanuki knew that his orders were not going to work on her now, she was just too angered by all of the waiting around. He rushed in after her as he saw not only Raphael advancing on her but, Leonardo was joining in with his brother. He managed to swing his naginata in time to catch the twin katana that were about to slice into Kitsune's side. Kitsune had been able to block out both of Raph's sai but was taken by complete surprise as he kept rushing her, giving her no choice but to back peddle. The battle officially kicked off as each of the Assassins squared off with one of the Ninjas. Usagi kept the distance in her favor staying as far from Donatello's bo staff as she could while still keeping him on his toes with her throwing knives.
“It really is too bad we have to kill you and your brothers. You're pretty damn cute, Donatello.” Usagi was toying with him, trying to get him to not focus as much. In doing so, she had a feeling it would not work on him.
“Why do you have to kill us, exactly?” He was not at all surprised at how quick and agile she was. The rabbit mask definitely suited her. With each step he took to get closer she would leap away from him.
“Don't you say a word, Usagi!” Kitsune groaned out as her back slammed against the side of the building they had jumped from. Her tessen were closed and hooked in Raph's sai as he kept her against the wall.
“Aw, is the little fox having trouble with her mouse?” Usagi giggled out as she jumped to the ledge above the both of them. She had been a little too careless teasing Kitsune buying Donnie enough time to get up to the ledge and behind her. He put his bo over her head and pulled her back against him, cutting off her oxygen as he pressed the weapon to her throat.
"Damn it, Usagi!" Kitsune growled softly and brought her head back down so she could keep an eye on Raph.
"Tanuki! Ookami! A little help here?!"
"A little busy, Kitsune!" Ookami was keeping Michelangelo at bay with the use of her kusarigama cursing every time he would bat away the chain with one of his nunchaku.
“Come on,” Mikey teased her in a sing-song voice knowing she was getting frustrated fighting him. He was actually having fun with this. Well, it beat having to be bored on another event-less patrol any day.
“Just tell us why you're wanting to kill us and Donnie will let the little bunny go.”
“Excuse me?! Little!” Usagi yelled out before she grabbed a hold of the bo. She did not give the poor turtle behind her a second before she launched him down to his red masked brother below.
Kitsune rolled out of the way the second she felt Raph's focus falter and she had to bite back the laugh seeing both Donatello and Raphael now trying to untangle themselves. Usagi jumped down and stood next to the fox masked woman, leaning against her. A second later, laughter rang out from the two women as Michelangelo joined the pile having been kicked there by Ookami.
“Man, we did not just get our asses kicked by girls!” Raphael sat up pushing his brothers off of him but his eyes widened seeing Leonardo's back now flying toward them. Tanuki had been able to use the dull end of his naginata to send the fearless leader off his feet. The four Assassins surrounded the unguarded brothers. They were all but ready to carry out their mission.
“This is a simple act of revenge for the family you destroyed!” Tanuki pointed the blade of his naginata right at Leo's face, the anger in his voice heard loud and clear.
“Murderers don't get the luxury of long lives.”
“Dude! We've been called a lot of things but, murderers hasn't been one!” Mikey rubbed the back of his head but he stiffened as the blade of the kusarigama Ookami wielded was right at his jaw, the tip pressing uncomfortably against the skin.
“Do not lie!” She spat out the words like venom. Her patience was beginning to wear thin which was a rare thing for her.
“Thirteen years ago you four killed our parents and set our home on fire!”
“For cryin' out loud lady, it ain't us!” Raph growled and was not too happy that fox girl had her bladed fan open and at his throat.
“What proof do you have that it wasn't you, Raphael?” She growled softly wanting so much to slice his neck wide open. Her fingers gripped her weapon tightly in anticipation of his answer.
"How 'bout the fact we're eighteen!" He grabbed a hold of her wrist since she had got so carelessly close and he pulled her down easily getting her into a headlock. He and his brothers managed to move away from the other three Assassins as Raph kept a tight grip on Kitsune. When he felt her shift her weight he grabbed a hold of the wrist that was trying to connect to his temple and that's when he saw the hidden wrist blade.
"Ya don't know when to give up do ya?"
“Part of my charm,” she retorted out but winced when his grip around her neck tighten.
“Let her go.” Tanuki put himself in a stance and bit back a curse seeing the turtles were not backing down on this.
"Tanuki, was it? Can you honestly tell me you saw four six-foot talking turtles come into your home in the middle of the night to kill your parents and set it on fire? We'd be kind of hard to miss. Even harder to forget about I'd think." Leo did not falter from his stance but he sighed out wanting to at least get some kind of headway in all of this.
"Raph, ease up. Let the girl breathe some."
"Ch' fine." He loosened his arm hold on Kitsune's neck and smirked hearing her gasping for air. He had not really noticed how tight he had gripped her in the wake of all the adrenaline. Yet, he could not excuse her for trying to kill him, so it seemed fair either way. Taking the wrist he had a hold of he placed it behind her back toward the middle of her shoulder blades. Feeling her wince he knew he got the point across for her not to try anything.
“Alright, you've made your point.” Tanuki eased his stance placing his naginata at his side in a completely rested position.
“Stand down girls.”
“Aw, so we're done playing with them?” Usagi chuckled as she put the knives she had in her hands back in the pouches on her hips.
“Looks like it's your lucky night, boys.”
"Usagi, don't be an airhead," Ookami chuckled out as she put her kusarigama in the holder at the small of her back.
"Look, we had to give you some kind of reason for us to attack you. We had to see for ourselves how good you guys are, so we could see if you would be able to help us. Soon as we got the contracts and were told you were responsible for what happened to our parents, we did the math ourselves.”
“Wait a minute, you want our help? Help with what?” Mikey was completely confused.
“Can you guys take off the masks? Your faces are hard to read and they're creepin' me out a little.”
“This sounds like it's going to take a while to sort out. Maybe we should take this off of the rooftops?” Donnie was pretty certain that they were not in the safer parts of town.
“Donnie's got a point.” Leo was trying to think of another place they could all go, somewhere they would not be interrupted.
"Put me down." Kitsune had her head tilted slightly upward toward the red-clad turtle's face. She had figured when the weapons were being put away he would have let her go but seeing that was not the case now, she was starting to get pissed off again.
“Ya gonna try an' hit me again?” He raised a brow ridge at the woman he held on to and he smirked seeing the look in her eyes. He knew that look because he'd given the same one all too often.
“Yeah, yer gonna try an' hit me again. We're good right 'ere.”
“Raphael, I would put her down befo-” Tanuki did not even finish the sentence having heard a soft whistling sound. He saw the dart come from the darkness and it was headed straight for Raphael.
Kitsune growled as she kicked up to block the dart with the side of her knee, taking it from the intended target of Raph's neck. She groaned plucking the thing off with her free hand when she put it in range. A wince came next when she realized the arm that had been forced behind her back had dislocated from her little trick. She glared up at Raphael now completely out of patience and highly irritated.
"Put. Me. Down."
“Okay, fine,” Raph was grateful to her for blocking the dart so he sat her back on her feet. He could see the arm he had a hold of was now dislocated which made him feel a little regret. When she stumbled forward a little he grabbed a hold of her good arm to help steady her.
“Hey, whoa. What's wrong?”
“Nothing. We've got bigger problems now. Looks like the Foot Clan came to have fun too.” She shook her head a bit and pushed his hand off her shoulder gently. She then grabbed up both of her tessen from the ground making sure to put one away for now as they became completely surrounded.
“What now?!” She caught the dart Kitsune tossed at her and her eyes widened.
“You've got about ten minutes before you're completely knocked out, Kitsune.”
“Thanks. I just need five.”
"Or you could sit this one out and let us deal with these jackasses." Raphael had his sai out again and moved in front of Kitsune all but ready to fight again. The rooftop seemed to be getting more crowded by the second, only this time it was nothing but the Foot Clan Ninja ready to do who knew what.
“You four are coming with us,” one of the Foot Clan members leveled their tranquilizer gun toward Tanuki as they spoke. Tanuki was none too happy with being surrounded or interrupted.
“Either willingly or unconscious. Your choice, members of the Black Lotus Clan.”