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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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History’s Mysteries

The massive silver door leading to Tatum’s lab was violently kicked open, alerting the Windmaster to the intruder. “Now who’s going to bother me? Better not be the Flaming Blunder…again.” the silver-haired male sighed, getting up from his chair and walking to the huge main room of his Chambers.

What he saw made his visible red eye widen in shock. “Oh my word…Remmy!” the red-headed Lightning Wielder was unconscious in Michelangelo’s arms and looked beat to hell, a pained expression twisted her lovely face.

Tatum also noticed that Raphael looked saddened. “What in the name of all things camp happened to Remmy?” he demanded, a rather serious look on his handsome face.

“We can explain later. We just need her to get well, and fast!” Leonardo said, in a sad yet commanding tone.

“Fine, follow me, Don and I have been drawing up plans for a special stretcher just for Remmy. We should have it done in an hour. Let’s go, Don.” Tatum ordered, the large plum colored turtle following suit.

Mikey set Remnant down on Tatum’s exam table. Raphael came up and took her small hand into his two large ones, a somewhat cute pout on his face. “I’m sorry, Remnant.” he sobbed. The three turtles snapped their gazes to the door, which was kicked open, heat pouring in.

“Oh, it’s the Firebug.” Leonardo growled as Sol came up to the table.

“What the hell happened to her?!” the fire controller demanded, an aura of fire erupting around his body.

“It was a training accident. Lady Remnant was taunting Raphael and he lost control…he shattered her ribs and pelvis.” Leonardo explained, Raphael growing even more distressed.

“Good going, you freakshow.” Sol grunted, moving closer to Remnant.

All 3 growled, eyes glowing red, “Back away from Remnant!” they all growled darkly.

“Like you overgrown freaks can tell me what to do!”

Donatello and Tatum sighed as they worked on constructing the stretcher. “So, Tatum, what all can Remnant do?” Don asked, checking the wiring to make sure the woman would be safe.

“Remmy is very powerful. As you know, she can attack with lightning and electricity. But she can also travel along electric currents and manipulate electromagnetic fields. But, one of her greatest abilities, she can absorb electricity to both heal herself and get more power.” He explained, grabbing the correct tools him and the large terrapin would need.

“She is quite the piece of work. A scientific marvel!” Don and Tatum got along famously. Both loved science so it was only natural.

As he worked on the stretcher, Tatum couldn’t help but think about his past.

*Flashback*
In a small Welsh town, a rich family reigned as the mayor, they were known as the Chittendens. The youngest of the family was a boy named Tatum Chittenden. He was born with silver hair and brown eyes.

Since his family was rich, Tatum was pampered and spoiled. He was also somewhat power-hungry and greedy. From the moment he was born, he was groomed to take his father’s place. He had an older sister, Aurora.

She was kind to an extent but no pushover. She was eleven years older then himself but took care of her ‘baby’ brother.

One night, on the eve of Tatum’s tenth birthday, the young boy had gotten into an argument with his parents. He refused to be the next mayor of their small city. He didn’t want to be in the position and he just didn’t want the job handed to him.

He may have been spoiled rotten, but Tatum was a hard worker even at such a young age. His father was irate beyond belief. Only Aurora stayed by Tatum’s side who ran out of the pristine manor.

The young boy ran into the maze-like garden, tears streaming down his face. “Why is father so insistent? I refuse to just be handed something! A real man works hard. It makes the power you gain all the more sweet!” His mind was rather unstable due to the relationship between Tatum and his parents. His mother hardly ever came into contact with him and his father only wanted his family to continue running the town.

The only one Tatum considered as family was Aurora.

As he let out a temper tantrum he felt as if something was watching him. “Who’s there?!” the young boy demanded.

All he got was silence, but he knew better. Something about this was disturbing, the air seemed heavy and the atmosphere dark. “I demand you answer me now!”

“Such a headstrong child. Good, you will need such perseverance for the proposition I have for you.” a dark, deep voice called out from the shadows.

“Just who are you? And why are you trespassing on my property?” Tatum demanded further.

“I my dear child, am your ticket to true power.” the voice, clearly male answered calmly. But, it was an eerie calm that chilled Tatum.

“Show yourself, now!”

He heard a twig snap behind him, alerting him to look in said direction. He saw a tall man with hair as black as night. His skin showed his oriental descent. His eyes were black, almost soulless. And he wore grey Japanese robes. “Just who are you?” the child asked, curiosity surging through him.

“I my young friend am named Oroku Saki. And you, are Tatum Chittenden, descended from a royal bloodline. Yet, you do not wish to do as your father wishes. And why would that be?”

“I…I just want to earn my place, my power. That’s how mankind should be. Nothing of such worth should just be given out!” Tatum explained, his anger towards his father heavily evident to the observational Saki.

“I see. You are a hard worker, wanting to earn his place in this vast world. A highly commendable trait, especially in one so young.” Saki said, a smile on his face. Even his smile put Tatum on edge.

“You said…you had a proposition for me? What is it?” Tatum asked impatiently.

“If I am correct, you desire immense power? I have the way to help you reach your true potential. What I am offering you…is the power of a God.” Saki explained, his handsome face still emotionless.

“The power…of a God? How in the world is that possible?”

“Come with me and see.” The man answered, holding his hand out to the young boy.

Tatum then took it, beginning his new life.

What took place for the next 9 years was extreme training to prepare him to absorb the Devil of Wind. There were countless days where Tatum would pass out from exhaustion.

He soon became a talented ninja, stealth being a specialty of his. As he grew older, his personality changed, since he was no longer being so pampered, he grew even more independent. He also became more laidback.

Through his training he became cunning and calculating. He became someone who you would not want to have against you. He began acting goofily or camp. He also gained an almost Gandhi-like patience.

By the time he was 18, his master; Kaze told Saki that he was ready to absorb the Devil. It was an incredibly painful process, the Devil was bound to his left eye. His eyes also became crimson red.

It took several months for him to recover. And when he did, he met a young woman just a year younger then himself who reminded him so much of his sister.

Her name was Elisabetta Hamato, better known as Sassy. She was a beautiful girl who was also signed up to be an Elemental Officer. He heard she was going to absorb the Lightning Devil.

As he got to know her better, Tatum began to develop feelings for Sassy and prayed for her to make it safely through the bonding process.

*Flashback end*

Tatum moved the last screw into place, completing the stretcher that would help Remnant get healed. “Whew, alright Don-Don you go get Remmy while I charge this thing.” he instructed, plugging a huge plug into a socket.

Dark Donatello just nodded and ran off.

“I’ve got everything I’ve wanted…earned it all through my hard-work. The only thing I want now…is you Elisabetta.” he sighed, a sad look on his face.

Soon, all four turtles came into the sub-laboratory with Remnant being carefully carried by Raphael who had tears in his eyes.

It sometimes shocked Tatum at how much they cared for her, he didn’t know if it was because he programmed them that way or if it was genetic. ‘Science is a funny and mysterious thing.’ he laughed to himself, hiding his feelings for the woman as he always would.

“Okay, Raphie, set Remmy down please…carefully if you would.” he told the giant red turtle who nodded, making sure to be as gentle as he could.

In a matter of seconds, Remnant’s body began absorbing electricity, the bruises from her accident disappearing. “Alright boys, you go back to your training. You know how she gets when you all fall behind.” Tatum ordered in a friendly tone.

Knowing not to question a friend of their master, the Turtles left to get back to training, each casting worried looks to Remnant.

The next few minutes passed in silence as Tatum watched the woman he loved heal to where it looked as if nothing had happened to her.

He moved closer to the table as the blue glow surrounding Remnant died down. A loving expression spread across his face as he took one of Remnant’s hands into his. “Oh if only you weren’t with the original Raphael. I know I could make you happy my darling.” Tatum sighed, his unoccupied right hand moving to stroke her left cheek.

As he thought, her skin was soft and smooth. “So beautiful…I could never say no to you, Elisabetta.” he smiled sweetly. Tatum knelt down, just a few inches from claiming her sweet, pouting lips.

“I would do anything for you…go through the nine Circles of Hell and back.” he continued, his left hand holding her other cheek as she slept.

Tatum then softly kissed the woman of his dreams. He pulled away just seconds later, resting his forehead against hers. “I will always be here by your side, even if I am not the one you wish to be with. Until the day I die…I will always love you, Elisabetta Hamato.” he vowed to her sleeping form.
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