Here is the third chapter:
And here is a spoiler without context:
Hello everyone!
I am so excited to share my first work in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles fandom with you! While I am a huge fan of the 2003 iteration, I have chosen to set this story in the 2012 iteration, as it fits best with the storyline I have envisioned. But do not worry—if you enjoy this, I will be posting a story set in the 2003 universe later on, so stay tuned!
This story is a loose adaptation of the City Fall arc from the IDW comics, tailored to fit the 2012 cartoon's setting. Here is the link and summary:
Title: Little Dark Age
Summary: After a devastating defeat by the Shredder during the Kraang invasion, Leonardo is captured and subjected to the dark machinations of the witch Kitsune. Bewitched and scarred, Leonardo is made to believe that the Hamato Clan is the architect of his suffering, convinced they are responsible for years of psychological and physical abuse. When Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo return to New York, they are horrified to find their presumed-dead brother now a vengeful and far more powerful adversary as the chunin of the Foot Clan.
Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57918355/chapters/147434158
Seong Gi-hun: You've taken my best friend Jung-bae... and my new friend, Young-il! You monster!
Hwang In-ho: On the contrary, Player 456... [slowly removes mask.]
Seong Gi-hun: [gasps, staring.] Young-il! You're alive! I knew it! But where's the Front Man? He could come back any second-quick, we need to get out of here before he finds us!
Hwang In-ho: [stares blankly, then slowly puts the mask back on.]
Seong Gi-hun: [eyes widen, incredulous.] Young-il, no!Where did he go? What did you do to him now, you monster?!
Hwang In-ho: [lets out a frustrated sigh, voice flat.] ...There's no way this is happening.
Chapter Six (Final Chapter) Archive of Our Own Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62894770/chapters/163991815?view_adult=true
Civilian: You in the lizard costume, I want to speak to your manager!
Raphael: Oh, you wanna talk to my manager? Sure, hold on.
[Raphael pulls out his shell cell, dials a number slowly, and holds it up dramatically.]
Raphael: [speaking into the phone] Leo, some bitch wants to talk to you.
[Raphael pauses, listening to muffled talking from Leonardo on the other end of the line. Turns back to the civilian with a smirk.]
Raphael: Yeah, he says you can take that complaint and shove it up your—
[Raphael cut off by loud yelling from Leonardo on the other line.]
In-ho (“Young-il”): [leans in with a smirk, voice low and smooth] One last question I just have to ask: Would you mind if I ripped off all of your clothes with my teeth?
Gi-hun: [without hesitation, eyes shining with enthusiasm] God, I’d be honored.
In-ho: [blinks, brain short-circuiting] … [mouth slightly open, trying to process the fact that this actually worked]
[Gi-hun storms into the room, clearly agitated.]
Gi-hun: Kids. Bed. Now. I want to talk to your father.
In-ho: No! Kids, stay! Please, stay!
Gi-hun: Go!
In-ho: Stay!
Gi-hun: Go!
In-ho: Stay!
Gi-hun: You go!
In-ho: Dae-ho, stay!
Gi-hun: Now!
In-ho: Jun-hee, don’t move!
Gi-hun: You go!
In-ho: Jung-bae, stay!
Gi-hun: Get out of here!
In-ho: Don’t leave me!
Gi-hun: You get out of here!
Michelangelo: I think Leo's possessed.
Donatello: [barely looking up from his coffee] Oh, fantastic. That’s just what we needed.
Raphael: [grumpily rubbing his eyes] It’s seven in the freakin’ morning, Mikey. Can we not start with your nonsense already?
Michelangelo: I’m serious! Look at him!
[Leonardo sits at the table, calmly eating a spoonful of Cheerios while reading The Art of War.]
Raphael: [deadpan] Wow, Leo’s eating breakfast. Better alert the Vatican.
Michelangelo: He doesn’t eat breakfast!
Donatello: [squinting at Leonardo] I mean… he usually doesn’t, but maybe he’s turning over a new leaf? Healthy habits?
Michelangelo: Healthy habits my shell! It’s not what Leo’s eating—it’s what kind! Cheerios over Lucky Charms?! Everyone knows he has a sweet tooth he tries to hide from us, and those are his favorite!
Raphael: [throwing his hands up] One meal. That’s all I ask. ONE. Without Mikey accusing somebody of being a zombie, or a werewolf, or—
[Michelangelo suddenly holds up a crucifix and points it at Leonardo.]
Michelangelo: BEGONE, DEMON!
[Leonardo’s eyes flash black, and he lets out an unholy roar, flipping the chair over as he collapses to the floor.]
Raphael & Donatello: [screaming] WHAT THE HELL?!
Chapter Three Archive of Our Own Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63964906/chapters/165188986?view_adult=true
I love him so much...( (inho too)
Chapter Five Archive of Our Own Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63964906/chapters/167008765?view_adult=true
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