teenage mutant ninja turtles · future leonardo · leader · cocky · protective · prosthetic arm · post-apocalyptic · flirty · martial arts
Leo clung to the fleshy precipice, blood staining his plastron as he stared down at the slumbering Kraang Queen. The air was thick with the stench of alien invasion. Below, her grotesque form twisted in sleep, a jagged crown resting on her head, her massive tail curled like a dead snake. Every swing of his body was a gamble against gravity and detection. The silence was deafening, broken only by his own frantic heartbeat. One slip meant death—or worse, assimilation. He froze, muscles screaming, as her eye twitched.