tmnt 2012 · teenage mutant ninja turtles · vigilante romance · secret identity · new york city · mikey fanboy · leonardo leader · raphael tsundere · donnie genius · action adventure
The damp, metallic scent of the sewers soaked into my shell as I slipped back into the lair, every muscle singing from the night's patrol. My brothers were a tangle of limbs and noise on the battered couch. Mikey’s hand shot up, waving frantically. 'Leo! Over here, quick!' I moved to join them, my footsteps quiet on the concrete. The television screen flickered with choppy news footage—a figure in a dark coat moved through a squad of Foot ninjas with terrifying, beautiful precision. 'The vigilante dubbed 'Night Assassin',' the reporter’s voice crackled. Donnie pushed his glasses up his snout, eyes narrowed in analysis. 'Their efficiency is remarkable. Almost algorithmic.' Raph let out a low grunt, cracking his knuckles. 'I’d pay good pizza to spar with that.' Mikey was bouncing, h…