Foot Prints [Open to all]

6:47 PM
Foot Tower/Headquarters
New York City, New York

In the solitude of his throne knelt Oroku Saki. His mind, body and spirit were a unity. His very soul had been refreshed this evening. But there remained many problems that only he was allowed to handle. That required energy. Strength. Rejuvenation. This meditative technique being performed enabled Saki to condense all of this time spent into one solid hour. He performed these various techniques daily. The Foot ninja often questioned why their master spent so much time in his throne room. It was so he could maintain his power and strength for the battles to come. It was to prepare for the enemies who would no doubt make failed attempts on his life. But more than anything, it was to properly prepare himself to face all obstacles in his path.

Suddenly standing upright, Saki remained topless as the bottom half of his gi relaxed at just above his ankles. He began to slowly perform several Tai Chi kata exercises and spent several minutes performing these relaxing and comfortable steps. But he was stoic and upheld this intense focus while every kata was performed beautifully and with perfect execution. Saki intended to be the best. There could be no 'best' without the proper commitment and effort put forth. But 'the best' seemed much like a dream that would never fully come to fruition. Deep down he realized this and acknowledged that ones' dreams were achieved through greatness alone. Saki wanted to be great. He had to. No excuses, no mistakes.

After he had finished and started to cool himself off as he awaited for his cool shower, Saki reminisced. Not about the past, but the present... The future of his company. It was a clever ploy to fool everyone in this incompetent city that Oroku Saki was, pure and simple, a businessman. An average, standard but upstanding citizen. What a cruel and conniving trick to play on such naive fools but he was not all 'smoke and mirrors' as it would seem. Oh no, not by far.

The shower helped to relax his muscles. Afterward, Saki dried himself and walked through the throne in the nude whilst staring down his Samurai-esque suit of armor. It was perhaps the most frightening and intimidating piece of The Shredder. The helmet was one of the most nightmarish creations in quite some time, with its bladed design and razor-sharp appearance. Saki applied a new black gi and then began applying the appropriate pieces of his notorious armor. First, the bottom half. The boots and protective shin guards gleamed in the dimly-lit throne. His red sash completed this part of the outfit. Then came the top half with the spiked shoulder pads and bladed wrist gauntlet. He stared directly into the opening void the helmet provided him where his eyes would be and grinned sheepishly.

His cape dragged across the floor with each step as 'Master' Shredder approached his loyal clan of thieves, hoarders and deadly ninja. The helmet concealed his face from all who worked for him and knew him. No one but the ninja had ever seen Shredder's true face, despite being 'CEO Oroku Saki'. The less his pawns knew, the better. Each step was like a thunderous alert to impending doom. It caused fright amongst the common thieves he had acquired; most were under eighteen-years-old.

A myriad of gasps and sounds of awe echoed before a harsh silence befell the entire facility. Shredder had arrived. That silence was soon halted as soon as Shredder decided it was time for some fun. After all, his loyal crew and street 'hoods seemed eager to wreak havoc. "I found all of you and sheltered those who were rejected by the outside world. Misfits of an era heralded by the rich and the wealthy, the powerful and the undeserving. It is time we reclaim this city. It is time we start pushing back! Go and scavenge, return with tales of chaos and fear spread in your wake courtesy of the Foot Clan! Wear your doji proudly and never forget where you come from and who you are!", Shredder lectured proudly. His fist was risen to the electricity and applause of the facility.

Many of them stood as high as sixteen feet on balconies. Some were at ground level where they could observe this infamous crime lord and clearly hear him speak to them. But all listened. His more experienced operatives stood at his side while the room cleared out of all the delinquents and deviants who were more than eager to spread a little chaos in the name of The Shredder. Beneath the metal face plate, Saki grinned. It was a sadistic curve that was all too anxious for the anarchy to spread, all in his name. The Foot ninja looked over at their master who returned the stare and gave a simple nod of his head. "Let the chaos commence!", he uttered to no one but himself. It was time to return this city to its roots. It was time for Shredder to be acknowledged.

It was time to make foot prints.

Why did Saki even deal with these punk thugs? It made no sense to her, the foot were more then able to strike fear into the city. But she was sure her master had his reasons. She stood still, in full uniform, weapons at her side. There were street rats everywhere. All ready to follow the orders of a man they hardly knew. That was the kind of power Shredder had. She admired that.

When Shredder finally came out to address the masses he was looking very impressive. Of course the thugs didn't actually know who the Shredder was, Not even all the foot knew. Mikko knew, it was a secret that she held with her. who was the man behind the mask?

As he spoke Mikko kept her eyes in front of her. It seemed that shredder wanted the thugs to commit crimes. Now it made sense why he didn't send the foot out to do it. Why risk his people getting killed or going to jail when he can have some punk kids do that? there was always a reason Shredder did what he did, Mikko learned early never to question him.

Shredder's speech got the gang members and thugs riled up. They ran out of the building yelling and pushing each other. Mikko glanced over at her fellow ninja then at Shredder. Mikko did not want to just sit around while all the rest had fun. She wanted to fuck some shit up too!

She was going to sit back until Laz (who had become sort of the leader of their small group) gave the single to head out and follow him. Mikko gave a nod and soon the foot were off to cause some trouble as well. This night would be full of fun!

Like Mikko Laz stood in full costume and weapons on his back. He waited for Shredder to come out and give his speech. He didn't have to wait long and he listened to his master talk to the thugs. He already knew what the foot's job would to be. They would hit the big corporations . The big stuff while the gangs terroized the local folk.

When Shredder's speech was over and the thugs ran out, Laz waited a moment then gave the single to move out. Mikko and the others followed behind him to their first victim. They made their way to the roof tops and headed out to the middle of the city where all the important people worked. Mikko didn't know what they did and didn't care.

Laz lead them inside S&M law building it would be a bad day for the people that worked there.

This was so boring. She wouldn't even be here if it weren't for Hun making her. Most of the people there were excited. Tiphanny just wanted to go home. She was whispering to the guy on side of her when shredder came out in full armor. She stopped in mid sentence and looked at the man that stood above them. She had heard the stories but never actually seen Shredder before. He really was a sight to be seen.

Nny listened on as shredder talked about family and togetherness. Nothing she was interested in. But it seemed to hit home for the others. She folded her arms and rolled her eyes. So he wanted them to cause trouble in the city? Hurt people, destroy property? That didn't seem like to much fun. She had no interest in that. She didn't want to hurt anyone. And besides, she had a music career to think about, she couldn't be killing people and trying to get a record deal.

Before Shredder was even done talking Tiphanny slipped through the crowed and walked out the building. No way was she being a part of that. Fuck that noise.

Meanwhile down in the sewers unknowing of the crime that is and is about to take place

Leo stood in the dojo. His breathing deep and calm. In his hands was both katana he moved his foot forward and lifted up his swords. IN slow, but firm and smooth motions he blocked his invisable attacker. He struck then spun around and lifted his sword in a sweeping motion in front of him. Leo would have rathered practice with his brothers but practicing alone was very therapeutic. He closed his eyes as he made another steady motion.

Like a graceful dance, Leo moved around the dojo, his swords sometimes hitting the light above just right and glistening on the walls. He didn't know what was going on topside at the moment. He was blissfully unaware of the world around him. This was his happy place.

He paused in his movements and took a few more calming deep breaths. He tilted his head to the side cracking his neck and rotated his shoulders before continuing his dance. He wanted to get practice in before heading topside to patrol the city. Right now the city was far from his mind. He was at peace.

Lexi couldn't believe what she had done. A moment of weakness, and now she was left feeling dirty and ashamed. Not to mention, such an action would play with her emotions, because she had once loved him. Still loved him, but Gabriel had proven that one woman would never be enough for him. Despite the fact that the two continued to be friends and worked as a team, Lexi had moved on. Well, they were separated, anyway. Their current 'sin' would suggest otherwise. A momentary slip in judgement that would inflict guilt for a very long time. Soon after the pleasure washed through her like an intoxicating wave, the realization set in. She had given in.


Wishing that she could take back the last thirty minutes, Lexi quickly pulled her lacy underwear up her slender legs, back beneath her black hip-hugging dress where they rightfully belonged. Once more, Gabriel had managed to get into them, at the expense of her own emotions. Running her fingers through her hair to smooth out any signs that she had done something other than set behind the driver's seat of the unmarked van, her hurtful gaze fixated on him. How could he seem so unfazed? It was as if it had meant absolutely nothing to him! And it shouldn't have meant anything to her. But that was the point. The sincerity and love in the kisses that had lead to this were obviously deception on his part-- at least she now thought.   "I don't do this, Gabriel." She informed him, deciding it was time to move out of the back of the van and resume her rightful spot behind the wheel as they waited for the others. That was her job, after all.


"Not to sound like an ass, but you just did." Gabriel said with a wink, sliding in between the two front seats and taking his position on the passenger's side.  Gabe had been a little too intoxicated to be in the Shredder's presence, so he decided to sit this out and let Ezekiel and company head into the 'meeting'. That stuff never interested him anyway. Being in the Foot's presence, and all. It was bad enough that the Foot often 'babysat' them. Lexi, being the supportive friend that she was, had stayed to make sure he didn't light the van on fire with his weed. Now she was regretting her choice. A fire had certainly happened, but the only thing damaged was her heart and esteem.


Gabriel's words cut into her like a knife. Was he.. rubbing it into her face? Could he not see that she was hurt enough already? "No, you don't sound like an ass. You are an ass." Lexi huffed, placing both hands on the steering wheel. She just wanted to drive. To get away from here. Away from him. How could he do this to her? Obviously she had consented and was in total bliss during the toxic haze of their actions.. but that's what he was. Toxic. Moreso than any drug.

"That's not what you were sayin' just a few minutes ago." Again, the curly haired thug winked, and popped a mint into his mouth. Her taste still lingered on his tongue and lips. He needed to control it before it got him worked up again. Something told him she wouldn't fall for round two. "An', I dunno why we can't just be 'friends with benefits. I mean, yer not datin' anyone, and obviously horny. Who knows, maybe you, me and Zeke can have a threesome..."


That caused a Taco Bell cup full of Mt Dew to sail at his head, splattering upon impact. It took everything that she had to keep from crying. He had used her.. and she had been foolish. She knew it was the drugs talking now, and maybe what had caused him not to take her emotions into consideration. She hated this version of Gabriel. He only cared about one thing, and he had gotten it. She was about to step out of the van, maybe even walk away, but then the others emerged from the impressive building. There would be no time to go off on her own and collect her thoughts. It would be 'go time', soon. They had a job to do.

Tiphanny walked out the foot building and heard the others inside cheering. It was horrible. How could they destroy the city they lived in? She just didn't understand it. In Africa in her home village people would come in and destroy their houses and crops. So she knew first hand what it felt like to be the victim in all of that. She shook her head. She agreed to be a dragon. And honestly though her choice to join the gang was made by foolish love, she actually liked the guys. So it wasn't so bad. But she did not agree to be apart of a mad mans plan to kill everyone.

As she headed out the tower she spotted a familiar van across the street. She hadn't seen Gabe or Eze or even Lexi inside, maybe they bailed too. She jogged to the van and peeked in the window with a smile. Hey you two! She chimed and slipped in the back of the van. The smell of sex hitting her right away. You two were getting down and dirty uh? You should get some air freshener. Honestly it hurt that they had been together. Like Lexi, Tiphanny still loved Gabe. So much so that she hadn't been able to move on from him yet. Maybe he was a witch and cast a spell on her. The bastard.

She also felt a bit sorry for Lexi. She knew how the woman felt and she wondered why she would sleep with him when his heart wasn't in it. She wouldn't ask, and she wouldn't hold it against Lexi. They all had their moment of weakness. It was horrible!She started quickly changing the subject.

But just as she was about to say how horrible it was, the tower doors open and thugs and ninjas alike flooded out to rain terror down on the city. I couldn't do it. Shredder wants us to just destroy the city and kill people. I had to get out of there, Orders or not I'm not doing that shit. we have to live here, you know? why go around destroying everything? I don't understand.

The night was young, and maybe even a little too early for 'turtle activity' above street level. It was fall, so that meant even at these hours, the streets were already cloaked in protective darkness. Raphael was feeling on edge... no shocker there. It was as if the sewers were becoming smaller. Or, maybe it was the simple fact that they were all getting older and the streets above called to them. At least that's how the Hot-Head felt. The large reptile knew it was a world he could never be a part of. Humans would scream in his face. Call him a freak and highlight all of his insecurities. And that was the 'easy' version. He knew that people could do far worse to them. They could end up locked behind some unbreakable glass at a zoo, or strapped to the cold metal steel of a dissection table with some wacko cutting away at them. That last scenario was a reoccurring nightmare that often shook the hardened warrior from his sleep.


What to do. The streets seemed dull tonight and it would appear that for once, crime was taking a break. Well, that was certainly a let down. Raphael perched at the edge of a rooftop, completely unmoving. The creature watched the streets below, searching for any signs of trouble. There was often times when the cynical Turtle questioned his reasoning for doing this. Why did he even care? He often chalked it up to boredom and getting scum off the streets. But deep down, there was something more. Something he would never admit to himself. It sucked when innocent people got hurt. Even if those 'innocent' would kill him if given half a chance.


The night was turning off pretty boring. That was until he witnessed a group of Foot head into the Law building. Obviously no good would come of this, and that was just fine with the red-clad turtle. He needed entertainment. Something to get his blood pumping, and tonight would be no disappointment. A hint of a grin tugged across his reptilian lips and he wedged a toothpick between his teeth before pivoting on the ledge and dropping gracefully from the 10 story building. Showtime.

"Go with them. Follow them. Make sure they do what they are paid to do.", Shredder ordered to a handful of Foot ninja in full uniform.

They were being sent to follow Lazarus, Mikko, Tiphanny and a couple of others who seemed to be weary of this mission. But that would soon change. Shredder realized that those who worked under him would be the same few to attempt to overthrow him eventually. Let them try. Let any of them make that attempt and see how far they come to accomplishing that dream. That was all it was, a dream. Shredder had dreams. His were more considerate toward his own benefit, however.

When the facility cleared out, so did the Master as he would calculate every move and attack with deadly precision. Those he had hired out for what they could do were mere thugs and muggers with attitude. That was all. He was well aware of their mediocrity but would not hold that against them. Many of them spent their time getting high or drinking themselves stupid. Shredder was not blind to the kind of people he paid in return for their services, quite the opposite in fact. But they only did it for the money. A lot of them only agreed to his terms for the financial security provided. That was certainly understandable.

Tiphanny seemed to be the most rebellious out of the bunch. Saki could admire that about her even if it did sometimes irritate him to no end. She was against his goals, against his dreams, against his terms and all for what? A music career? That would help her in the long run, playing music in front of people who were too damned hazed to even enjoy it or appreciate it. Shredder, himself, took to the rooftops and stopped short of a gang of Foot ninja heading toward a local building. It was time to destroy public property and raise crime awareness to an all-time high. This city would recognize the clan as their one true government.

"My loyal ninja shall take, pillage and then take some more! This pretentious city will soon learn that Shredder is their one and only master! I reclaim what is rightfully mine tonight!", the sharp-dressed criminal mastermind announced above the city with his arms folded deviously across his chest. His cape had been left behind at the headquarters since he would not be requiring its fashion statement tonight. Chaos, anarchy, free will; there wasn't much difference between them. Give a lowlife the freedom to do whatever he wants and he could become the next big crime lord. That's what Saki loved about this country. It held nothing back.

He jumped down and landed on top of a dumpster lid, rolling across the surface and flipping onto his feet. Shredder peered around him, making sure no one was ready to blindside him before moving forward. His clan would be victorious and New York would become their new battlezone. It was time for a war. Sirens emanated from the distance as the boys in blue screeched past them all, lights blinking and sirens wailing. Oh, how unprepared they all were...

Mikko and Laz stuck together while some of the other ran off. She grabbed her weapons pulling them out of their holder and spun them around in her hands. She like this part of the job, though no one there would be much of a fight. It was just some people in suits. She didn't say a word and people were already running for their lives. Mikko took out a small throwing knife and threw it a poor man's chest, she hit her mark and turned to attack the next person.

Shredder was wrong about her, she liked his plan, and she liked being on a winning team. As far as she knew, Shredder was that winning team. Laz held back more. He didn't like hurting people, he had joined the clan to help people but he put on a good show for the boss.

Neither of them knew the hell that was about to rain down on them. The turtle in red who had followed them in the building. Mikko took out a few more screaming people and broke a cash regester. She would have pocked some of the money but thought better of it. She was paid well, no need to steal cash. She had no where to put the money with her uniform on anyway.

This was too easy, almost boring. She wanted to to go else where but was stuck following Laz's orders.

Raphael was hoping that he could just wait on the building's roof and get the drop on the Foot once they tried to make their escape, but then the screams leaked out of the structure like a toxic song, alerting him to the fact that this night wouldn't be easy. Obviously the Foot wanted more than money. They were taking lives. Great. Just fucking great! Every second counted, there was only one problem. The large turtle was undisguised. That wouldn't be a problem if this was all happening on the darkened streets, but no. This was unfolding within the confines of a well lit facility that was certainly equipped with surveillance cameras. Fantastic..


But he had to act, and fast. Before he could do so, a nearby noise caught his attention and his gaze was met with a familiar sight that made his blood run cold. Shredder... The angry Reptile's eyes narrowed. This psycho was the reason for all of this. The puppet master pulling the strings. As much as Raphael wanted to tear into him right then and there, right now priority one was to stop the killing going on inside the building. It pained the Hot-Head to be unable to take this opportunity and go up against their most lethal enemy, but that would have to wait. Snorting in frustration, Raph dropped to the fire escape balcony and busted out a window on the second floor. Slipping inside, the mutant quickly found the source of electricity and violently disabled it. If only Donatello had come along, then this procedure could have been executed in a fashion that would save the building owner's in repairs. But Raphael didn't have time for delicate shit.


Soon the building was completely cloaked in darkness, and the beast of a reptile was in his element. In matter of seconds, the warrior turtle was on the ground floor, taking out the black clad soldiers with little effort. In an instant, he was behind Mikko. Her once wandering hand now pinned to the wooden desk, caught firmly between prongs. The other sai's tip was pressed against her jugular, daring her to move. He would have just taken her out, as he had the others. But this one.. the smallest of the group seemed to have caused the most destruction. "Not so fast, Shorty..." He breathed against her ear in a deep gruff tone.

Lexi was still trying to compose herself when Tip came barging into the van. The sudden intrusion startled the emotional woman, though, she should have been expecting it. That meeting couldn't last all night, after all. Lexi wiped at her eyes to rid any evidence of tears, and did her best to quickly compose herself. Something she was never good at, and right now was clear indication of that.


"You two were getting down and dirty uh? You should get some air freshener."


They had been caught red handed. Or, smelled, rather. It was humiliating. Gabriel, aside from being soaked with Mt. Dew, didn't seem fazed. Though, he was sorry for upsetting Lexi. Hurting her, or any girl was never his intention. It just happened. Maybe he should just get a tattoo stating 'one night stands only!' Though, at one point he did want Lexi back, but now he had fallen back into the habit of leaving drama..a.k.a females at the door.


Lexi quickly rolled down the window to let the van air out a little before Ezekiel arrived. The last thing she needed was for Zeke to know, too. This wasn't her. Lexi never did the 'friends with benefits' deal. Unfortunately she had been allured by his charm, and in that moment she could only see the man she fell in love with, not the cheater that had broken her heart.


Hearing Saki's plan earned a deep frown. This certainly wasn't what she had signed up for! Before she could express her displeasure, Ezekiel climbed into the van and it was obvious by his expression that he had detected the 'love' in the air, too. For now, he didn't say anything about the issue. Maybe he could see how upset Lexi was over it, or perhaps he was too focused on what their job was.


"I can't kill innocent people..." She told the guys, shaking her head in refusal. "I won't. I..-we- won't be a part of this.." She said, giving a nod in Tipphany's direction. Obviously her friend felt the same way.

Mikko was having the time of her life. well sort of. causing destruction to the property and killing a few people was fun and all. But it all seemed so pointless. She had her master's back a hundred percent. But when she went out to kill someone, she usually had a reason behind it. Maybe they were threatening the clan or owed Shredder money. There was a reason. This, this madness seemed to be meaningless. and while it did bother her a bit, it really bothered Laz a lot. He wasn't even helping, just standing around waiting for everyone to finish. She would be hearing about this later.

Mikko was gathering up the knives she had thrown, no use losing them.Once they were all gathered she went in for the kill again. There wasn't many people left in the building by now, most fled some where dead others injured. Then the lights went out. Mikko and Laz turned on their night vision but she wasn't fast enough . Just as her sight came back she was roughly grabbed and pined.

This was not good. She saw the weapon that had her pinned then looked up from it to see the large turtle. this wasn't her first time seeing the turtle. But this was her first time being this close to him. It was intimidating to say the least. The other weapon was dangerously close to her throat she had to lift her head up to try to move away from it. It's funny how all of your training can fly out the window when you're pants shitting scared.

But Mikko had back up. Laz had been hiding in a corner of the darken room. He watched the scene play out in front of him. Secretly he was glad that the turtle had showed up. Laz was a gentle soul. He really didn't like seeing people get hurt. He had join the clan to help people. Little did he know...But now his friend was in trouble as happy as he was to see the turtle stop the violence he had to help Mikko, clearly she was frozen in fear. Not good. She was trained for this. If they lived to get out of that building he would start training harder with her.

Laz pulled out his long sword and using one of the desk for leverage he leaped in the air, sword raised above his head ready to strike Raph in the back of the neck. The turtles had built in armor. Not too many places a sword could penetrate. But the back of the neck would do the trick.

it was a shame the turtle had to die. He would have loved to get to know them better.

secretly Tiphanny was jealous of the two. Kinda. She would never have a one night stand, not even with Gabe. But she loved the man and seeing him with any other woman upset her. She hid it well though, no use crying about it that was life. she had joined the gang to be closer to him and honestly, she didn't regret it. The gang was pretty cool, well up until tonight, but this wasn't Hun's orders and as far as she was concerned Shredder was not the boss of her.

She moved over when Ezekiel came in the van. So what do you guys want to do? It's like the purge out there, maybe we should just lay low for the night. We can go to my place I have weed and booze.

It was a suggestion that she had brought up many times. She loved hanging out at her apartment. And she loved even more when her friends where there. It was hard sometimes getting Gabe to chill with them, he always wanted to hit the clubs and find a new flavor for the night. Honestly, Gabe was kind of a bastard. Other then his good looks, she had no idea why she loved the guy.

It was then that she heard Shredder's voice once again. She slumped down in her seat and folded her arms. That guy is crazy, and his followers are even crazier. I bet anything next he makes them drink the poison kool-aid.

Mikko's fear was evident. Even though Raphael could not see her features due to the mask, her scent gave it away. One of the beautiful things about being an animal, visuals weren't your only cue factors. The way she was 'looking' at him even behind her mask made him suspicious about just how much she was 'seeing'. It could have been the fear of the unknown, but something told the Reptile that it was more than that. The suits had night vision goggles. Of course! Not like it mattered. The Foot knew of their existence all too well.



This woman deserved to die for the lives she had taken, and the joy that she had expressed while doing so. She was twisted, and any 'lesson' the Hot-Head could give her wouldn't prevent a repeat. Some people were just too far gone. Fortunately for Mikko, killing wasn't his style. The turtle only resorted to that when his family's lives were in danger, or the lives of his friends. It would be the authorities place to deal out her punishment. "Maybe a lifetime behind bars will give you time to think.." The large reptile snapped, applying pressure points to put her out of commission.  


Just as her body slumped into unconsciousness, Raphael detected movement behind him and reacted with the speed that only a seasoned ninja could. Dislodging his sai from the desk, the red-clad turtle spun and caught the sword's shaft between the prongs of his sais, a powerful kick aimed at Laz' midsection. With a violent twist, the blade was ripped from his attacker's hands and ricocheted off in the distance, embedding itself firmly into a wall....

Lexi was all for Tip's idea.  She would much prefer hanging out at their friend's house rather than go out there in all this madness. Gabriel honestly wanted no part in it, either. But he wouldn't voice his opinion. He would support and back anything that Ezekiel decided to do, and he knew that his brother would follow orders. Zeke's loyalty was the thing that had moved him to the top of the gang, and Gabriel's biggest reason for being here was to have his brother's back. The guy had saved him when he was twelve. He owed him.


The curly haired thug cringed when his brother made the call that he had been dreading. They would do as the Shredder requested. Gabriel only gave a half-hearted nod in agreement, peeling out of his soda-soaked shirt and wrung it out as best he could. "Well, I don't think the girls should be in on this. They should sit it out..." Gabe suggested, using the dry patches of his shirt to wipe the sticky beverage from his face. Even though he had inadvertently broken both of their hearts, Gabriel cared about them. His heart was always in the right place, even though it wouldn't seem like it. He was damaged and hard for some to understand.


Ezekiel was silent for a moment, but finally gave a nod in agreement. While Lexi was relieved that they had been let off the hook, she was worried about her boys. She had a horrible feeling about tonight, as if someone wasn't coming back. And maybe that was the Shredder's plan. To weed some of them out. Or to just call full out chaos without caring what lives were lost.


"Shredder or Hun will never know if you're not a part of this.. just please.. not tonight.." She begged. Gabriel gave her an apologetic look, secretly wishing that Ezekiel would buckle, but it seemed that his mind was made up.

Laz watched in horror as Mikko fell to the ground. His anger rose and he let out a yell as he attacked the turtle. Of course the reptile was also a skilled fighter and caught his weapon in his sias easily. Laz pulled back but soon found his sword out of his hands. He got in a fighting stance and threw punches and fast kicks at the Raph. His only thought now was to get the hell out of there with Mikko.

Others that were near by also joined in the attack. Weapons drawn they sung their swords at Raph. Laz pulled out his chain whip and twirled it around his head before throwing it, aiming to wrap it around raph's neck. He then gave a good tug trying to get the turtle on the ground.

He motioned to the others to do the same. They took out their whips to wrap around Raph's legs and arms.

"We take the mutant alive!" Laz shouted. "Master shredder can deal with him."

Tiphanny really didn't expect Ezekiel or Gabriel to want to go out and join the others. It seemed she was wrong. She shook her head and looked at the boys. I thought I knew you two better then that. Well if yer going then so am I, I'm not letting my boys get in trouble without me. I mean who's going to protect you two when you get in trouble, and you will get in trouble.

She flashed a grin at Gabe and leaned over the seat wrapping her arms around his neck. If we're going to commit crime tonight lets stop at Zales. I need some new bling. Oh! or we can go to M.A.C. No no fuck that lets break into Prada!

Yeah if she was going to end up in jail tonight she wanted to have a bit of fun. She gave Gabe's cheek a wet kiss then sat back in her seat. Then you know...we can go to some guy store after.

Leo finished his work out feeling relaxed and refreshed. He loved a good work out. He left the dojo as he put his swords back in their sheaths. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water, drinking it all down in one go he tossed the plastic bottle away in the trash. It was quiet in the lair. Raph was gone. he wasn't sure where the other two were. But he was bored and getting a bit stuffy in the lair, so he decided to join Raph in going out and finding some trouble.

Leo left the lair and headed down the tunnels of the sewers. Above him he could hear screaming, yelling, and glass breaking. it seemed things were that quiet after all. He made his way to the city streets and slipped the cover back on the manhole. He then slipped into the shadows and made his way to the rooftops to get a better view of what was going on. He saw chaos everywhere. It seemed the thugs were going crazy. He didn't notice any foot yet.

Leo scanned the streets and came on a familiar sight. a van, a van that he had seen many times before at other crime scenes. He squinted his eyes and got closer for a better look. There were people inside the van, but they didn't seem to be doing anything, that didn't mean they weren't going to be doing anything. He would keep a close watch on them.

In the mean time he heard a scream down the alley and witnessed three thugs harrasing a woman. He silently jumped down and started to take them out one by one. One thug flew out the alley and landed on top of the hood of the van.

The woman was saved, but Leo wouldn't get a thank you. She screamed at him and took off running. No time to be bothered by that, it seemed he had a lot of work to do to night.

Raphael blocked all of Laz' attacks, but the Reptile wasn't expecting for more Foot to show up. What the hell! He had taken most of them down, but the building was infested now, completely surrounding him. It was enough of a distraction for Laz' chain to wrap around the creature's neck, then came the pulling that threatened to constrict his airway. Luckily for Raph, he was thick muscled, but the discomfort was still there. His enormous, three fingered hand grabbed the chain and yanked it, pulling Laz off his feet with the greatest of ease. The turtle spun him until he finally dislodged, then worked at loosening the chain from his throat. Unfortunately there wasn't enough time to completely free himself, but at least it relieved some of the pressure.


Another chain wrapped around the turtle's thick muscled leg, but with one forceful kick, his would-be captor went flying past him. Another found his arm, but seeing how easily the freak was throwing them around, three grabbed hold of the chain and attempted to pull him down. Their efforts earned a twisted little grin from the reptile. It took more effort considering the weight had tripled, but Raph pulled them forward, hitting the first one in the face which knocked his head smashing back into his friend's, causing a domino effect until they all hit the floor.


"Bunch'a light weights!" Raph huffed, letting the chain dangle from his arm. He grasped it in his palm, spinning it around him and taking out any of the idiots that dared to get too close. The Reptile's angered gaze fixated on Laz, the chain buzzing as it spun above his head. "You wanted a piece of me?!" The turtle hissed, slinging the chain forward in an attempt to capture the one that had been too bold for his own good...

Ok so that plan didn't go as well as he would have liked. He really thought with all of them together they could get the turtle down. Laz was really beating himself up. He was better then this. Plus he was able to see the turtle, he doubted Raph could see in the dark. Hitting the wall after flying through the air really did take the breath out of him. But he was able to recover and as luck would have it. He landed next to his sword.

He pulled his weapon out of the wall and barely was able to dodge the incoming chain. Great now the reptile had another weapon. Yeah his plan totally backfired. If only he could get one good hit in. Stab him in the right spot to put the turtle down for good.

The other foot were still coming at him, but their numbers were smaller. Laz had to think about his men. Everyone out! he ordered. Now! I got this. Take Mikko with you.

The foot backed off and did what they were told. They didn't want to leave Laz behind but an order was an order and they knew Laz and Mikko were close. So they started to leave the building with the women.

Laz never left his eyes off of Raph. Once they were alone, or as close to alone as they could get other then the bodies laying around, Laz attacked again. he swung his sword at Raph's head knowing that it was going to miss him. His intentions were not to kill the man, but to just get out of that building alive. He just needed to make it to the door.

Soon all of the flunkies were filing out of the building, leaving only the 'bold' one behind. It seemed this guy wanted a little one-on-one.. or, maybe he was just trying to get to the door. Whatever the case, Raphael would not make this easy for him. Why should he? The Foot had taken lives. These people laying on the floor were someone's brothers. Someone's fathers. The thought made his blood run cold, knowing that this petty organization would love to do the same damn thing to his very own family.


Laz was either brave, or incredibly stupid for charging the turtle while he still had the chain. The large reptile lashed it toward the sword, attempting to snag it out of his hands. A forceful kick aimed at the man's mid-section.... "You jus' don't give up, do ya..."


Sirens could be heard quickly approaching, but the flashing lights blurred right past he building. Idiots. Either they had missed the place, or had been called to another location. That was possible, but the Reptile had no way of knowing of the level of devastation that had befallen the streets, all at the hands of The Foot and The Purple Dragons....

It seemed that her pleas would go unanswered, and now Tip was all for going along with the guys. That certainly didn't help Lexi's argument, and now she was the 'odd woman out'. Gabriel had suggested that they be left out of it, and Ezekiel agreed. As much as she didn't want to be a part of this, Lexi couldn't step out of that van knowing that she may not see them again.

"If you guys are being stubborn and dead set on doing this suicide mission, I'm tagging along." And she wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. "Maybe I'll get myself killed or something, then you'll have to feel bad.." She said, and it held double-meaning for Gabriel. He would have a lot to feel guilty for.



Gabriel didn't seem to be minding Tip's affection, and it was no secret that the curly-haired thug had slept with her. Hell, who had he not slept with? It broke her heart, but Gabriel would probably never change. She had high hopes, once upon a time. He had done so great until the relapse. Now it was all down hill once again.


"Where to first?" Lexi asked Ezekiel, since he usually called all the shots, but before the man could answer, a body hit the hood of the van, denting the metal. Lexi's eyes grew wide, and she covered her mouth to quiet a scream that she was too shocked to produce. Ezekiel's orders for her to 'DRIVE!' sounded so distant, so submerged even though he was practically screaming in her ear. Frantically, Lexi threw the van in drive and sped off into the alley, unknowing that there was a massive, blue clad turtle in that location....


At least the body had fallen off of the hood, hopefully it wouldn't collect another....

Just as Laz suspected the turtle easily got out of the way, not only that but he was without a weapon again. This was just great. He glanced around the place and saw that his men had left and Mikko was safely out of the building. Good, now he can try to calm this turtle down. He had no issues with the turtles. Unlike some of the other brainwashed ninja, Laz realized that the mutants were trying to help people. That's what he wanted to do. That's why he joined the foot.

He held up his hands and backed away from the large animal. You win. There is no need for more violence. He spoke softly, scared that if he said anything too loud the mutant would attack once again.

I never wanted any of this. I'm just following orders. I was just trying to protect my friend. She's a little off her rocker. He finally put his hands down and took a few deep breaths wondering if any of this was getting through to him. The threat is over, at least here. Shredder has gone mad though. Thugs are tearing the city apart, Cops wont help. you heard them wiz by just now. I have no interest in fighting with you anymore.

Then, the very daring foot ninja held his hand out in front of him for the mutant to take. My name is Lazarus. and I would rather be allies then enemies.