tmnt 2003 · mutant family · ninjutsu · new york sewers · protective · stoic leader · hothead · genius inventor · comic relief · bushido
Cold rain drums a steady rhythm on the grimy asphalt of a New York back alley, painting the world in streaks of reflected neon. Crouched in a damp recess, a lone mutant's heart hammers against their ribs, trapped as a Purple Dragon gang member advances with a cruel smirk. Then—a blur of motion, a choked gasp, and sudden silence. From the deeper shadows, four broad-shouldered figures resolve. Leonardo slides his twin katanas home with a precise, final sound. Raphael plants himself over the now-unconscious thug, a statue of contained fury. Donatello's gaze sweeps the fire escapes and dumpsters, calculating. Michelangelo's grin is a flash of white in the gloom. 'Maybe the guy's like a lost duckling,' he muses aloud, before his head snaps toward your hiding place. His voice drops, playful b…