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Let's Start a Riot	By : ichigokage Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the TMNT and make no money at all. I own the OCs.

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Please excuse the fourth wall breaking at first. I thought it would be fun. Review and rate please.

New Enemies

“Hello, I am ichigokage, your guide through this story. A good deal has happened since the last time we met. You see-” A purple magic portal opens and a green blur appears. “What the heck?!” I call out in confusion.

“Dude! Its crazy over there!”

“Michelangelo?! What are you doing out of your universe?! Out of the story?!” I demand to the hyper-active turtle.

“As if you don’t know. Sassy’s gone! What’d you do with her?! One day we’re all just chilling in the Lair with our girls, even Don got one! But then Sassy just disappears one night! What did you do with her?!” Mikey demands, holding my up by the collar.

“If you go back, you will found out very soon. Just remember Mikey, there’s more then meets the eye to her situation.” I answer, snapping my fingers, sending him back to his world.

Michelangelo crashed onto the den floor, alerting his brothers. “So, what did she have to say Mikey?” Donatello asked hurriedly, a notepad in his large hand as Mikey recollected himself.

“She just said that we’ll find out what happened to Sassy pretty soon and that there’s more then meets the eye to her situation. Whatever that means.” the orange-clad turtle groaned falling onto the couch.

All the Hamato brothers were confused, that soon faded to anger with Raphael. “That’s all she could give us?! That’s bullshit!” he growled rushing at Mikey but was held back by Leonardo and Donatello.

“Its best we not push our luck with the authoress. She may kill one of us off just to prove a point!” Leo warned, not wanting any harm to come to his family.

“She wouldn’t hurt us, she loves us! ‘Sides, I know for a fact that she likes me the most!” Raph’s brothers rolled their eyes.

“Don’t start that again. We need to focus on finding Sassy! She’s been gone for a year and a half! She’s more important then some petty popularity contest!” Donnie scolded rather harshly, receiving shocked looks from his brothers.

“Donnie’s right. But, what made her leave? She’s never just walked out on us.” Leonardo pondered exasperatedly, his left hand to his forehead in frustration.

The turtles were all silent in thought, none coming to a conclusion as to why their sister would leave so abruptly. “I guess, all we can do is wait…” Donnie sighed. All of them feared for her safety.

*3 months later*
The Ninjas were out doing a routine patrol of criminals. “Hey dudes, I see something over behind that store!” Mikey called out, alerting his brothers to turn towards a hardware store.

Each of them could see movement in the shadows, but they couldn’t make out what it was. The only thing they felt was electricity in the air. As they felt the lurker or lurkers come closer, they then saw the bodies of four females. One was a dark-skinned woman with purple hair and sharp, dark green eyes.

Then there was a woman who looked rather serene, long blonde hair swayed elegantly to her back and soft green eyes stared into the soul. Something about her seemed relaxing.

Then they saw a very young girl, she couldn’t have been more then five years old. The brothers had to hold themselves back from approaching the little female. Her features were a spitting image of Elisabetta when they first found her, long, straight red hair and the sad green eyes. Each wearing typical ninja garb.

“Are you guys seeing this?” Donnie asked, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

Mikey went wide eyed, “Talk about a blast from the past dudes.”

Leonardo and Raphael stared in awe, who were these women, why did they look so familiar?!

“So, you’ve seen my Garden.” a soft, yet dangerous feminine voice called out, snapping the turtles out of their reverie.

The woman soon became visible to the boys a snide smile on her crimson lips. She looked like the small girl only her eyes…they were an electric blue. It looked as if they were glowing.

Raph’s eyes went wide as can be, a familiar scent drifted into his nose. “No way…” he said hoarsely under his breath, his brothers barely caught his words.

“It can’t be…can it?” Leo breathed, asking no one in particular, hands at his katanas so he’d be ready for battle should it arise.

“Perhaps. But, girls, please introduce yourselves to your enemies.” she in instructed to the young women behind her, those glowing eyes never leaving the turtles.

“I am Amaryllis, Healer in the Garden of Remnant.” the tall blonde woman greeted politely, bowing to the young men.

“Orchid, Battler of the Garden of Remnant.” the dark-skinned woman spat rudely, green eyes glaring at the turtles.

The little girl seemed rather timid, hiding behind the red-haired woman‘s legs. “Go on little one.” the leader said, giving her an encouraging pat on the back.

The girl clung to her leader’s leg, staring at the ground. “I am, Lotus…Defender of the Garden of Remnant.” the child said monotonely.

“Garden of Remnant? What’s that, an all girl gang?” Raphael asked, fists to his sides.

“No, they are my children you may say. I am Remnant. And, we are here to battle you.” the woman called Remnant announced, a look of sheer confidence taking over.

“What? What’d we do to you?” Leonardo asked as the women were poised for battle.

“A true warrior doesn’t need a reason for battle. My opponent is Raphael.” the last part barely reached the red-clad turtle before she rushed him.

“’Ey! What the hell lady?!” Raph growled as Remnant quickly scaled the building.

‘Is she racing me?’ he wondered, following the woman up the building. He saw her leap gracefully to the next building and swiftly followed suit.

“You’re too slow, shell for brains!” she called out almost playfully. This whole situation gave Raph a sense of déjà vu.

‘I gotta be losin it. Just my mind playin wit me.’ Raph told himself as he noticed Remnant leap down between two tall buildings. He heard a cry of pain from below.

Raph followed the noise and saw Remnant collapsed on the dirty ground. ‘No way…this is too freaky.’ he thought, running to the woman’s side.

Turning her over, Raphael pulled her into his lap. She seemed out of it. She was wearing heeled boots that went to her knees, the rest of her legs were covered by black leggings that clung to every curve. Her torso was covered by a rather clingy black top that had a corset around her midsection and thin yet strong guards covered her forearms.

Raphael relaxed as that familiar scent filled his nostrils once again. “Apples and cinnamon.” he whispered as his fingers entangled themselves in the vivid red hair that cascaded across the beautiful woman‘s chest. “It has to be you.” he told himself, instinctively moving closer to her pouting lips.

With her eyes closed, there was no doubt in the hot-headed turtle that this was indeed Sassy. Raphael rested his head against Remnant’s, just enjoying holding her in his strong arms.

He cradled Remnant with his right arm easily, his left had softly caressing her soft cheek. He slowly moved to claim her lips but something stopped him. ‘What if this really isn’t her? It has to be though!’ Raphael was confused about this whole situation.

The red-clad turtle was snapped out of his confusion when he felt a small hand on his cheek and the feel of unbelievably soft lips pressed against his softly. His wide, dark brown eyes met her half-lidded electric blue orbs. He finally saw the slits in her pupils from when their enemy, the Shredder attacked her.

He pulled away slightly, “It is you, Sassy babe!” He returned her kiss without hesitation. Raph churred in bliss as Remnant suckled his lower lip. Raph swore he felt sparks as they kissed. He soon hissed in pain as her canines pierced his lip, drawing blood.

Out of instinct, Raphael pushed the woman away. “What hell?! I don’t mind the rough stuff but come on!” he yelled, rubbing up the blood that dripped down his lip.

He then noticed the smirk on Remnant’s lips. She pulled a small vile out of her pocket and spat the blood into it. “Thanks for the contribution Raphael, I assure you, it won’t be wasted.” she said, a cruel smile on her lips, her lipstick somewhat smeared.

He ran after the woman as she took off. “Get back here!” he hollered, failing to keep up with her.

“You should worry about your brothers, Raphael.” she yelled back before disappearing into the night.

The infuriated turtle stopped in his tracks. He looked back and saw three electric blue trails of light rush past him, following Remnant. Fearing the worst, Raphael high-tailed it back to where his brothers were.

He heard the groans of his brothers and leapt down from the building, landing with a strange grace. “You guys okay?” he asked, worried about his brothers safety.

“Those girls were insane! I don’t know how but they can use electricity! They know our moves and weaknesses! I don’t know how its possible!” Donatello rambled, a good number of cuts were on himself and Mikey and Leo.

“Just one question, which one of you got yer ass kicked by the lil one?” Raph asked.

Mikey raised his hand sheepishly. “Why am I not surprised.” Raphael groaned, holding in laughter.

“Hey shut it Raph! Like you’d be able to hit a kid! Like you did much better! How’d that Remnant girl beat you?” he pointed out as if knowing what went down.

“She uh…kissed me.” Raphael received blank looks from his brothers.

“Don’t give me that look! The bitch bit me, took my blood then ran off!” he hollered in defense to his situation.

“Took your blood? Wait, right when we were bleeding each one took some then ran off as well.” Leonardo pointed out, standing to his feet and dusting himself off.

“Why would they want our blood?” Mikey asked curiously, scratching the top of his head.

“Whatever it is, I can only say two things.” Donatello began, getting his brothers’ attention. “One it can’t be good and two; we’ll find out soon.” he finished, holding up his left hand that had a piece of cloth wrapped around it. It was black with only one symbol, that of The Foot…

The door leading to a huge laboratory opened, alerting a man to the intruder. “Ahh, Lady Remnant. So nice to see you again.” he greeted kindly, bowing respectfully.

“Yeah, been a while Tatum.” Remnant said, bowing back to her friend. Tatum was a tad taller then her. His skin was pale, his features made him usually seem tired or droopy, as if he was scheming something.

His build was gangly, yet he was elegant in a way. His hair was short, curling upwards somewhat. And strands of silver kept one crimson eye covered, adding an element of mystery to the man. He was dressed in a dapper style. A purple blouse with his usual white trench coat hanging off his shoulders and black trousers finished off with a pair of white boots. And his staff was always in hand.

“We got what we needed.” she told the young man who immediately beamed happily.

“Its no surprise! You do know those terrific terrapins better then anyone don’t you, Sparky?” Tatum cooed, his always uncovered right eye leering at the redhead.

“Yeah, yeah. So when can you begin the cloning process?” Remnant asked, crossing her arms while rolling her eyes.

Before Tatum could answer, a second person entered his laboratory. “Oh great; the Flaming Blunder arrives.” he sighed, a hand to his head in dramatic fashion.

“Shut it Windbag! I heard Remnant got back!” the man snapped angrily, dark brown eyes glaring at the man opposite him.

“Hello to you too, Sol.” Remnant and Tatum greeted while sighing. Sol was about 23 years old and had a small white mohawk on his head. His skin was softly tanned and his build was decently muscled. He usually wore a pair of black, baggy, rocker jeans that hung extremely low off his hips. And combat boots could barely be seen. Whenever he went out, he would throw on a heavy overcoat the only thing on his arms were a pair of ancient gauntlets. On the palm of each was a glowing ruby. And he spoke with a Scottish accent.

“Hello’s to formal, love.” Sol grinned, walking up to Remnant, whom he towered over at 6’5’’. He placed a hand to her cheek, warmth radiating from the ruby. “So, when’ll ya take me up on my offer?” he asked, moving into kiss the red-haired beauty.

“The tenth of Never.” she answered, a grin on her lips. She could see the anger rampaging in his eyes.

Sol backed away, fury painted on his face as clear as day. “What? I’m not good enough for you? But that freak was?!” he roared. Suddenly, the coattails of Tatum’s coat caught fire.

“Darn you Sol! Look what you did!!!” Tatum cried out, tapping his staff to the ground three times, a small breeze then put the flame out.

“You still can’t control your devil? I’m surprised your hothead survived the bonding process.” Remnant chuckled, hands to her hips.

“I survived because my soul burns with the power of a thousand suns!” he proclaimed, moving his fists to his hips and puffing his chest out.

“Yeah, whatever you say, Flaming Blunder, get to your training.” Tatum groaned, tapping his staff loudly.

“’Ey!! What’s the big idea?!” Sol hollered as wind forced him out of the lab and slammed the door shut. Loud bangs were heard on the other side.

“Tatum, wouldn’t that be considered misusing your powers?” Remnant asked snidely, walking up to the control panel.

“I don’t care, its too much fun making him mad. So, back to the business at hand. Please give me the samples you and your clones gathered.” Tatum asked kindly.

“Here you go, got blood samples from each one. My girls are just relaxing.” Remnant said, handing Tatum the four vials.

“Oh hooray! Time to bring some more clones into the world!!!” he cried out in a sing-song tune, popping the four vials into the slots of four giant tanks filled with embryonic cells, they just needed DNA to morph to.

“Now, they will be rather different from the originals I must warn you.” Tatum told his friend as he input the necessary data in his computer.

“I’m counting on it.” she smirked, watching as the embryos slowly took form.

“Hohoho! I feel like I’m stealing somebody’s copyright! I’m so naughty, naughty, naughty!!!” Tatum chuckled.

Mikey scratched his head as he read his favorite comic, his hero; Dr. Dome was fighting his evil clone. It was one of his most favorite Justice Force comics. “I dunno why, but something feels fishy…”
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