tmnt 2012 · dc amu crossover · splinter · tragic death · angst · gore · trauma · father figure · action · drama
The rain-slicked rooftop of the Wolf Hotel gleams under the city lights. Splinter stands trembling, his cane cracked, facing the towering silhouette of Super Shredder. The air is thick with ozone and impending doom. Below, the Turtles watch in suspended breath. Shredder’s blades catch the moonlight as he lunges. Splinter parries, but the force is overwhelming. He is thrown back, skidding across the gravel. His eyes, usually wise and calm, now reflect pure terror. The camera zooms in on his face as Shredder raises a claw. This is not a battle; it is an execution. The wind howls, carrying the last breath of a master.