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Omg I found old art of mine I found on my phone who let me cook 😭😭😭

This was way back in April ironically lol

It was an when I knew what I wanted to do with my own continuation on mutant mayhem and I really wanted to include the foot clan and karai…And I was listening to MJ while drawing this so…

Chapter 10 Part 1

“For years, I have trained you.”

Her father began standing before his throne. Karai stood with her head bowed. She knew this was coming. But the shock and fear still found a way to creep into her.

“Perfected you. Raised you. Created a vision into what this clan could live up to.”

Her father’s cold voice became harsher and harsher as it rose on each word. He paced to the wall.

“And now . . .”

Her father punched the wall, immediately creating a spiderweb of cracks.

Shimata

Karai had never seen anything good happen when he was this filled with rage. She needed to think of something. Anything. Now.

“THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?! BY SURRENDERING THE MISSION?! BY NOT ONLY LETTING THEM LIVE! BUT TO ALLOW THEM TO ESCAPE AS WELL. THOSE VILE RATCHET BARBARIC CHIKU-”

“There are more.”

A beat of silence followed Karai’s interruption.

“What?”

Oh shimata that actually worked. Keep Going!

“There are more mutants. Than the four terrapin creatures. From what I gathered they consider themselves a family. Cousins and siblings.”

Her father’s figure loosened from its original stature. Moving to have his arms crossed behind him, back facing Karai. “And? What importance does this have to your failure?”

Karai was fighting both her giddy relief and anxiety at this point. To massive beast clawing at the edges of her mask.

“So instead of raising alarm to all of the mutants by obtaining a small group, why not use my role more to our advantage? If I gathered enough information you could devise the perfect plan to obtain all of the mutants. TCRI will have so many mutants in reach that they are more than likely to leave the majority to your disposal.”

A long stretch of silence came before the two warriors. Karai was preparing herself for the worst. Any day could be the end so she had to be prepared.

“You have impressed me my daughter. You may proceed with the mission. I will contact TCRI.”

She let out a heavy breath of relief. That was close.

“But. You still disobeyed me. And therefore a punishment must be imposed to restore your honor.”

Karai hesitated before bowing once more. There was no point in fighting or begging for this to stop. She chose this path but she wouldn’t be foolish enough to leave it to head into the woods.

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He really let his anger out with that.

Karai hissed as she covered a bruise forming on her cheek. This was the least of her problems. She had plenty of other injuries. Plus 2 weeks of being suspended from field work.

That meant no school. No kickboxing. No hanging out with April. . . Nevermind. That still wasn’t an option until she apologized. But hey. She only had to wait 2 weeks for that awkward conversation. Yaaay

Speaking of which, Karai might as well have put her mask back on before she walked into her shared room. But no she was too tired for that and could use a discussion with Jennika no matter how restricted the seriousness of the tone could be.

She was already half way to her bed before her sister noticed her arrival. She was fiddling with her guitar. A common sign that quite the show had happened while she was gone.

“You will not believe how low Lieutenant has fallen. I saw him sparring with like 2 newbies, straight of the street, and they beat his ass so go-”

Jennika stopped mid sentence as Karai dropped to sit on her bed. Her wide smile of mischief was swapped with a look of concern melting from rage to annoyance. Jenn threw done her guitar carelessly.

“Ano meinu no musuko.” Karai’s roommate grumbled as she dug around for their first aid kit. They always made sure to have one in case of training or . . . situations. Like this.

Karai didn’t need to handle another situation right now. Especially if it put Jennika in danger. “Hey. Don’t bring my grandmother into this.”

Jenn turned her head furiously. “Unless she was like you then I don’t give a shit.”

“And if she was?” Karai playfully countered.

“Then screw me. At least she probably wasn’t half as reckless with her body as you are with yours.” Jenn flicked her forehead. Karai didn’t mind. She managed to lighten the mood.

Instead of focusing on Jenn’s poor medical technique, she started to pick that the fabric of the mattress. It was soft and firm.

. . .

“Jenn.”

Her sister hummed in response.“Thanks for breaking the tension. Felt like I was bouta choke on it.”

That got a chuckle out of both of them.

“I . . . I need you to call me a different name. When we’re out doing missions.”

“Is this because of the talk that got you and dad into this whole situation?” Jenn dramatically jestured to her face at the last bit.

Karai was honestly a little shocked. Her sister was blunt to say the least. But not usually when it came to situations. One of the few topics where she kept her opinion to herself. Karai was used to and thankful for that.

It wasn’t much of a topic one would like to discuss.

“Can we not talk about it?”

“Who said we would?”

Karai really did try not to let the feelings show but somehow they snuck onto her face. Jenn seemed to notice, seeing by the way her face detensed. She let out a frustrated sigh.

“Whatever happened, all I know is the only reason you’re here is because whatever you did that upset him was important enough to you to make you do it and find excuse to get you out.” Jenn pressed her forehead against Karai’s. “As long as you’re still smart and careful enough to keep getting out alive enough to be fixable then I don’t need to ask anything.”

Karai smiled as she leaned into her sister. “Watashi?”

“Anata.”

They sat for a while. It was dangerous to have moments like this in public. Compassion can be used easily as a tool against you in a ninja clan. Especially one as prestige as the Foot. So they saved this for their room. When they needed a place and person to let the walls fall down.

Jenn broke the silence by getting up to pick up her guitar. “So.” She clapped on the word. “What do you want me to call you? On the field?”

Karai thought about that for a minute. Looking around the room before landing on her bed. An old ichimatsu doll rested in the corner. Supposedly from her mother. She remembered blurs of being quite attached to the thing. But could never hook onto the memory of how the silky hair had become stained from blood.

“How about Miwe?”

Jenn snorted as she flopped back on her bed, guitar in her lap. “Alright! I like it. You ready to hear about what happened while you were gone now, Miwe.”

Karai chuckled at the thought of such antics. “Sure. I’ve got time to kill.”

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ONE MORE PART AND WE’RE DONE WITH THIS STORY!!! Ah I had so much fun writing the sisters ever in the Foot (yes they are sisters and no they aren’t a ship). As well as sprinkling in a little lore. Stay tuned for the last part.

Cowabunga turtle fanz!

Progress update that no one asked for

Chapter 8 Part 2

Shredder’s Private Dojo 7 Weeks Earlier

Karai’s tea felt warm on her lips. Her uncles recipe as she had been told. An aura of calm swept through her body like a spell.

That made sense. He always seemed magical in her memories. So full of life and joy. It brought the best out of many. Including her father.

But that man who used to smirk and laugh and tease with her uncle was not the same man across the chabudai in that moment. Not much proof was needed for this to be clear. Just by walking in the room he felt dark and cold like a forgotten corpse in the snow. Not many of Karais memories of her younger father were intact. Partly due to how long ago it was. Partly due to the fact that her parents went on missions frequently throughout her childhood. Partly due to the effects of her. . . “surgery”

But she could recall certain distinctions. His laughter. His smirks. His gentle yet firm arms as he carried the girl on his shoulder. Yet Karai could have been confusing him with her oji. That happened often. Sometimes when she tried to picture her father’s face without his helmet and mask all she could see was her oji.

Her train of thoughts along with the eerie silence of the room was broken by her sensei. “TCRI has located mutants within the city.”

What?

Mutants? The very demons who proved to be even more wretched than yokai and even oni by killing a quarter of the clan? Including her oji and . . .

mama.

“They have hired us to retrieve and deliver a specific 4. Turtles.” Her sensei rose from his seiza and moved slowly to the earthen walls of the dojo. A mural of a battle was painted on it. The face of the general was illuminated by the light of the surrounding rooms. Arms crossed behind his back he continued. “Their objective is to bring them back to their new stronghold alive and unharmed.”

Karai broke from her silence, letting one of her many questions slip out of her mouth. “What is wrong with their original stronghold?”

“Why do you think they want a specific 4 and not all of them? Yet.” Her sensei’s voice oozed with disgust and disappointed from her stupidity.

Wait. There are MORE!

“They are dangerous and skilled. Not to be taken lightly. Do you understand?”

Karai straightened at the cold remarks shaking her shock away as best as she could.

“Hai Sensei.”

Her father turned to her with a softer expression(at least from what she could guess).

“Which is why I will trust you with the mission.”

What?

Her father opened the door to the small balcony that viewed over the training rooms. She followed but made sure to keep a distance behind him. “You are to go undercover at the school the mutants are attending. Recover as much information as needed, report back to me as needed, and then.” In one fluent motion a kunai was thrown, barely missing Karai’s cheek as it flew and splintered itself into a wall. “Strike when the time is right.”

Karai thought over the proposal. Mutants were dangerous enough on their own from what she had been taught but trained warriors . . .

No. She had been training her whole life to avenge her clan. Her family. She couldn’t back down at the sight of a challenge.

“Hai Sensei.”

Shredder stayed seemingly frozen as he gazed onto the troops. That was her cue to leave. But as she started to he continued. “And one more thing.”

Karai’s eyes widened slightly. What? Did she miss something? A cue? A part of her mission?

“Ensure that there are as few survivors as possible. But of course leave no mess behind.”

“But our goal is to keep the mutants alive and unharmed.” Surprise and fear rushed in her body. Why was he being so cruel? Something’s wrong.

“I said their goal is to keep them alive and unharmed. I however have other plans.” His voice oozed with a substance like venom. Cold, dark, and insuring death upon those it landed on. Or in this case a deathly chill upon Karai. “But I am confident that you will be successful.” Another kunai was thrown this time slicing Karai’s cheek. She wanted to run but her muscles dared not move other than to allow a small gasp past her lips. “Correct, my daughter?”

Fear, as she had learned as a child was a very powerful thing. Flexible as nunchaku deadly as katana. But she had to remain the stronghold her father was determined to have her be. No matter what. ‘No exceptions, my daughter.’

“Hai Father.”

“Do not forget your place, child.”

. . .

“Hai Sensei.”

Somewhere in Harlem Present Day

What are you doing? Why are you holding back? Just KILL THEM.

Karai had her enemies trembling before her. Weakened and with no escape. The perfect opportunity to finish this.

So why couldn’t she do this. Why were her muscles held strained and taught? Messages from the inner thoughts in her brain were being sent to her body. But it refused to move like a rambunctious child.

You have one mission in your life. One. Just. Complete. It.

She was already in the perfect stance. Her weapon had been sharpened to a t. All she had to do was strike. Just. Strike.

Have you forgotten what they did to you? The foot? Your family? Complete the mission. Kill them.

Raph was so fucked.

His twin was gone. His youngest brother was gone. And the brother he did have with him was trembling next to him.

And what was the worst thing? He was helpless to protect any of them. Hell, he could barely catch his breath right now through the white hot pain of his own shell.

Why was this taking so long? Shouldn’t they be dead right now? He couldn’t hear Donnie screaming in agony?

Raph dared to pry his eyes open only to be met with their attackers amber ones. They were like some kind of cobra, piercing through the night and into his soul. Her eyes were wide in what he assumed to be cunning bloodlust. Her blade was raised so that one swift swing could slice Donnie’s head open like a can of tuna.

With the renewed fear Raph looked to his little brother. His nerdy sassy little brother. Who beat him at almost every video game he played. Who . . . had his arm stretched out infront of his body?

Was he really still trying to protect him? Cause he was pretty sure they were past that hope of someone making it out of this. They were both pretty royally fucked.

. . . Holy shit he’s trying to take the blow.

With that thought in mind, Raph squeezed Donnie’s shoulder harder and tried pushing his little brother back behind him. No way was he gonna take this blow. No damn way was Raph gonna let him do that while he could still protect the only brother he had left now.

Redirecting his gaze, he looked back up at there attacker with wide frightened eyes. Her eyes were sharp but her pupils remained unfocused as she looked the 2 turtles up and down. Weapon still raised.

And then her gaze . . . softened.

And then for a moment a wave of silence washed away the tension as eyes met eyes.

Breaking the silence, their attacker swiftly lowered her blade and muttered something under her breath (judging by the tone it sounded like a curse but the word itself was completely incoherent to Raph). She then spoke up. “The southern dock. Third warehouse down the row. Your associates are there. But you must leave now. TCRI is to retrieve them by midnight.”

Why the hell were they in a warehouse? How was TCRI involved with any of this? Why were these black market exchanges always at midnight?

Their attacker sheathed her weapon and took slow steps to the edge of the roof. Stopping briefly she turned her head slightly, one eye looking at them. “You may leave now. But this.” She paused before continuing. “Isn’t over.”

Raph was still processing all the information that had been dump on him like a waterfall. It took a few minutes before he could respond. “Thank-” When he looked up she was already gone.

Holy SHIT. What time is it?

Raph quickly yanked his phone from the pouch on his belt. Already 10:30?! They had to move now if what that random lady said was right. Without thinking Raph jumped to his feet and started off the roof to the dock.

But his younger brother nearly tripped him. Donnie was frozen in place, huffing air like it was evading him as fast as it had entered him.

“Donnie! Come on! We gotta go!”

He didn’t react to Raph was saying or doing but only flinched at the shouting. His breathing picking up speed.

Oh

Raph knew when his brothers were having these moments he needed to give them time and space. But they currently had zero time and the panic made him feel like they were loosing space for tension.

So Raph tried to find a middle ground by kneeling next to his brother. His arm firmly placed on his shoulder to ground the purple clad turtle. “D.”

This time Donnie looked up at Raph. Panic and confusion written all over his face. Raph didn’t really know what to do so he settled on trying to pull a Leo.“Come on. Let’s bring our brothers home.”

That seemed to readjust the young genius. “Right. Let’s go.”

After the elder of the two help the younger up, the ran back onto the rooftops once again. This time determined to bring their brothers home once for all.

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So yeah this chapter is a little long. But hopefully that’s a really good thing. Hope y’all enjoy this chapter and soak yourselves in the tiny bit of fluff and relief I gave you because you won’t be able to have that for a little bit. Again hope you guys like this chapter and my story because I’m tryna rap it up before Tottmnt(I probably won’t though). Cowabunga turtle fanz!

Chapter 7 Part 2

“Karai! You came!”

Aprils face somehow brightened from the last time Karai had seen her. That or Karai was still forgetting that most normal humans lived normal lives.With normal families and simple pleasures. They didn’t usually have a reason to be as harsh as the Foot were.

But besides her expression you could probably guess that her life was a train wreck. Her hair was messy, clothes were wrinkled, and her beanie was slightly crooked on her head. Please don’t be doing what I think you’re doing.

“And why wouldn’t I meet up with the news-dork I call friend?” Karai fully entered the dark room, dropping her bag on the nearby chair. The smug look on her face automatically formed without warning nor awareness.

“Hey! I didn’t call you any names when you walked in the room.” April responded placing her hands on her hips in her signature jokingly sarcastic pose.

“You were about to though.” Karai crossed her arms across her chest, leaning over April(whom was slightly shorter) as she narrowed her eyes. “Weren’t you?”

“Mhm. But only cause you fall for it.”

“Oh ho ho. Is that so?”

April straightened up her back and also narrowed her eyes before continuing.

“Yep.” April smacked her lips on the p.

A moment of silence fell between the two before April’s laughter erupted followed by Karai’s chuckles. It was so hard to not smile in the reporter’s presence. Once you got close enough to her.

“Haha! Man I don’t know what that was.” Her laughter slowed as she wiped tears of joy away from beneath her glasses.

Karai wasn’t quite sure either but the comment still made her smile. She hummed as she looked around the dark room. Faint red light tinted every crevice and corner of the room including all of Aprils research. Several empty bulletin boards laid askew on the floor. Few hung on the walls covered in sloppily cut out photos and news articles. Nothing bad yet. Please don’t be doing what I said stop doing.

“What’s up?” April had texted her before but not like this. At least not without a reason. And last time it wasn’t exactly a . . . comfortable experience. For either of them.

April barely held in a squeal, her hair bouncing in time with her body. “Okay! So you know how I may or may not have been researching about TCRI after their whole out of the blue disappearance?”

Damn it

Karai let out a low sigh like the ones she had heard countless times from her father. God how she hated that thought. Her acting like her dad. Her head hung low with her eyes tightly shut. Her mouth was drawn so tight she thought the lightest touch would break it.

“April. . .”

“Well I just found a massive lead. So I traced back to where their usual supply ports were . . .”

April kept on rambling excitedly. Any other subject would have left Karai at least amused by her friend’s enthusiasm. But fear flooded her thoughts.

“April.”

This time her friend heard her. April turned revealing a look of small shock on her face. Karai’s face softened slightly. She couldn’t hurt her feelings. She knew how much April toils over this kind of crap. But she also couldn’t let her walk straight into becoming a target of a super powerful company with enough resources and intelligence to kidnap the president. Or even worse hire their closest partner to do things even worse than death to the unsuspecting teen.

Stuck between the controversy that was her entire life at this point, Karai settled on massaging her forehead and releasing yet another sigh(that’s definitely gonna get old). “Come on girl. We talked about this.”

“Oh! Right.” April looked down disappointment fading onto her face. She rubbed the back of her neck as the look fully set in. With a hint of guilt adding to both of the girls emotional weights.

Great! What have I done now? My last night with the first new friend you’ve made since Jennika and you ruined.

“Maybe . . . I took it as a strong suggestion.” She looked up at Karai guiltily but at least smiling now. Yet again that meant she was trying to get away with this and still wasn’t comprehending how strong of warning Karai had made.

Karai let out a long groan. “April.”

“Oh come on! What’s the worst thing that could happen if I expose a toxic company?! Whom of which hurt some of my closest friends!”

Great! Now she’s mad too.

If Karai could be honest she would read off the entire list of bad things that could be done to the news girl for exposing them. But alas she was not supposed to be Karai the kunochi and double agent. Right now she was Karai the normal teenager. And even as a normal teenager she could not hold back her anger.

“Look. I’m just trying to look out for you. Believe it or not exposing a super powerful group of psychopaths may not help you as much as you’d think.” Karai‘s’s gritted teeth made the comeback sharp and silent but luckily enough to get the point across.

“And I appreciate that! But sitting around doing nothing isn’t how you change things! And that company’s existence is definitely a change that needs to be made ASAP!” April’s volume only grew with her anger. “My friends really need this right now!”

“Who?! The mutant turtles?!” Karai blurted, at this point she didn’t care about temper. Her thoughts had been straining against the barriers in her mind for too long. Especially in front of someone she thought she could down those barriers upon feeling her presence. “Why do they matter in this argument?!”

“What is up with you?! And why are saying it like that?!” April backed away slightly as if she was the one being insulted.“Yes they’re mutant turtles! So what?! They’re my friends and they need help! I would do the same for you!”

Karai wanted to puke.

A deathly silence fe over the room. Adding to the choking thickness of the sea of shock and regret she had plunged under.

She never seriously thought about how much April connected with the turtles. How much she cared. And for her too. They had just become friends less than half a week ago and April cared enough to risk her safety for her. That hit the nail to the coffin.

What are you doing?! GET OUT BEFORE YOU BLOW YOUR COVER!!

Karai quickly snapped up, escaping the very unwanted thoughts zooming around her mind. She quickly grabbed her backpack and opened the door. Before she could step out April broke the silence.

“Karai, I-”

“Nevermind April. Just-.” She looked up for second. Probably the worst mistake in her life besides the day they died, as she saw Aprils look. She looked so shocked and confused. Somehow in the short amount of time Karai had spent with April she had gotten to know her very well. Well enough to know she would blame herself for . . . all of this instead of the one who took up a tone first. “-nevermind, ok.”

She slowly shut the door behind her. She didn’t want to leave like this. But what choice did she have. It was either fight with April and give the police a good lead on who to start looking to for answers or do the job she was meant to do without hesitation and good leads for the police. And hopefully April.

Just as the door almost fully closed Karai peered through the crevice one more time. “Sorry. Sayonara.”

Karai made it longer than she had expected. A total of 3 blocks before finding a good alleyway. From their tucked into the little corner she locked into a tight ball and slumped to the ground.

A moment of weakness was highly frowned upon by the foot but they couldn’t see her here. She could be a disappointment all she wanted without bothering anyone else here.

Get up.

Listening to the voices in her head Karai quickly wiped her eyes careful not to smudge the eyeliner. Her oni mask slipped over the bottom of her face. The cool metal brought a chill into her body. The rest of her armor was strapped on just as the troops stalking the target area signaled her.

Withdrawing her twin wakizashi she was ready to end this.

Nothing left for her to hesitate over.

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So yeah sorry this took like over a whole ass month to write but stuff got crazy and I got distracted. Hopefully the next few chapters will come quicker. In this chapter I kinda wanted to take from the perspective of being in the passive position of one of those two second arguments you have with your friends that creates a grudge for the rest of the day before forgiving and forgetting completely the next day. But obviously Karai ain’t gonna forget this little talk. (Quick fyi when reading this I am not trying to ship Karai and April. Any of what you might think is that is just April having a bi panic and Karai struggling to figure how to do a healthy relationship) Anywho hope you like it. Cowabunga turtle fanz!

TMAYNT Day 15

Best Karai!!!!!!!

Karai is one of my favorite characters of all time in the tmnt franchise. When they did get her character right and didn’t botch it up(bayverse I’m looking at you 😒) it became one of my favorite parts of that versions storyline.

And decisiveness strikes again as it is a tie

Speaking of Karai I think I might have found a few hints at what she may look like in the mm/Tottmnt version through some foot clan concept art for mutant mayhem

Ok so we have 4 possible choices

pic 1

Pic 2

Pic 3(who honestly looks more like Jennika in my opinion)

And pic 4

Karai Storyline for Tottmnt

I did Venus and Jennika before her and feel just a tad guilty(check out Vees story here and Jenn’s story here). So here it is. Again these are just ideas that I thought would be cool. This also connects to my fanfic Difference Between The Appearance which is still midway through the process(Check that out here). I’m also going to give some quick background knowledge on the Foot and the Hamatos.

Background on Hamatos and Foot clans aka Shredders origin story: The Foot clan was founded by the Hamatos sworn protectors from ancient Japan made and trained to keep outraging demons and yokai from destroying all of humanity. Over centuries after the great battles of the past they had resolved to a peace waiting for when the day came to rise up and protect the world once again. At least that’s what it used to be. The last generation’s heirs to the clan’s power, Hamato Yoshi and his adopted little brother Oroku Saki, were the beginning of the great change. When their mother died, Yoshi gave up his power to Saki knowing that he himself was not ready for such responsibilities (the responsibilities and power that Saki had been dreaming of since the day he had joined the family). For the first 10 years things were fine. Saki lead the clan with Yoshi as his highest advisor and the man he trusted more than anyone else. He even fell in love and married a woman named Tang Shen. She was deeply devoted yet also independent and strong helping any all she could. She even joined the clan and trained to be able to fight by her love’s side. This love was the next crack in the Hamato legacy. Dispute between gangs in New York were brought to the clans attention. At the time(2013/2014) Saki and Shen had a child, Karai. The couple(and mainly Yoshi) decided to move the Hamato clan to New York since it had the most gang disputes that came in contact with the biggest hidden yokai city in the world: The Hidden City. On one of Tang Shens patrols a gang of unruly young mafia men decided that kidnapping her and Yoshi would probably give some great advantages in the criminal underworld attacked. Yoshi was there when she was shot and killed before what little crew was left after the attack. Saki however did not accept this. He got angry and blamed his brother for not telling the truth of what happened. He believed that there was no way that his Shen could have fallen to such sloppy work. He had heard the stories of mutants coming in and out of New Yorks news reports. Saki assumed that they were the ones that killed his Sakura flower. His rage only continued to fume when his own brother couldn’t be trusted and his 5 year old daughter stepped in front of his traitorous brother to protect him. Saki lashed out killing Yoshi but accidentally giving Karai fatal wounds. He went mad and rushed his daughter to the very illegal yet very effective treatment of TCRI. Using threats of death and money, Saki forced them to fix his daughter and unknowingly turn her into the first semi successful super soldier. Saki was never the same after that night the fun loving and impulsive man he was was twisted into a ruthless assassin bent on manipulating his story into a story of a hero avenging his family and killing every mutant until they became a thing of the cruel past. He became the Shredder. He spent the rest of his life turning the calm protectors of the Hamato Clan into the merciless fierce warriors of the Foot Clan. Saki convinced the clan, his daughter, and even himself that mutants were the blame for the deaths of Yoshi and Shen. Instead of secretive recruits for the gifted he authorized raids in which homes were set aflame and children were kidnapped or dragged from off the streets. The world seemed lost losing its only protectors who could fight such a threat. But legend says that every 10 generations a gift child in the Hamato bloodline would be given the ability to create spiritual chi stronger than any being known to both yokai and human kind. That chi was Yoshis gift passed from Tang Shen into the afterlife. They say that this gifted child can help guide one student through corruption when the world was twisted into a mess. That world was the world Karai and the Turtles lived in.

Karai: Though she doesn’t remember much Karai does share a few memories with her mother. Sadly she also shares memories of her uncle and what happened that night. The night she was turned into a half snake mutant girl living in the anti mutant beliefs of her father. Thankfully one of the scientists saw that the 5 year old girls father was clearly not going to be as merciful as last time if he found out his child was one of the things he hated with bloodlust. The half yokai scientist instructed Karai and supplied her with an elixir to keep the snake side effects of the super soldier serum at bay and giving off the illusion that the only successful thing it did was save her from death. After recovering from the attack, Karais father told her mutants had attacked the Foot and that her mother and her uncle died in the process. Enraged by the loss of her mother and uncle and afraid of what new changes had happened to her father that made him so scary now, she let him try to mold her into a fierce easily controlled cunning warrior. Though she believed in what she was raised in to some extent the feeling that what her father was thinking was off combined with her memory of what happened that night still panged at the back of her head until she did find out the whole truth. When she was 7 Jennika was taken into the Foot and Karai begged for her to become her new adopted sister. Though they both got the same treatment from the Shredders rage, Karai tried to get that anger to be shied away from her sister. Karai thought since she was older and had dealt with the Shredder her whole life only she, rebels, and mutants deserved to have to deal with his angry fits. Eventually the Foot finally got a good lead on mutants when they literally walked onto to the cities doorsteps without hesitation or consequence. After Superfly’s attack Karai was assigned to spy on the turtles and gather information so the Foot could successfully take them out without objection from the public. She went Eastman High and though she tried not to became friends with April she couldn’t resist the noisy girls likeliness. Karai actually became so close she almost got in trouble and tried to warn her friend not to dig deep into the Foot Clan and expose them knowing April would be abducted and assassinated. But her freind was stubborn. So stubborn in fact that Karai was coaxed into meeting the turtles. When she did Karai was shocked by how young and innocent they sounded, looked, and acted. Almost like her and Jennika. Later on when she was sent to attack and had the chance to kill both Donnie and Raph in one blow she softened. Their fear and Donnies weak attempt to protect a wounded Raph seemed too eerily similar to how she felt the night of her attack. After that she started to turn to the turtles side and coaxed Jennika into doing the same. But she was also running out of elixir because her supplier had died 2 years before. Eventually it caught up to her and she transformed into her full unruly snake soldier form. Thankfully the turtles and their sister, Venus, caught her and found a way to revert her to a midway between mutant and human. As Venus described it she was beautiful and perfect. Karai felt perfect and whole this way not too much exposed and nothing being bottled up. She felt free and decided to leave the foot. Moments after said revelation, Jennika called her and said she found the Shredders true plans. Midway through the call the Shredder took Jenn captive and forced Karai to meet at a rendezvous point to trade herself for Jennika’s life. Luckily the two survived now both mutants and allies alongside the turtles. Leo and April became her closest friends and Venus became her girlfriend. Karai was free to be her independent strong and even a little bit of a goof and delinquent self for the red of her life

Sooooooooooooo . . . . . . .

That’s my storyline for Karai in Tottmnt. Comment or just ask if you have a character you want me to do next in Tottmnt or if I should stop and these are bad. Cowabunga turtle fans 🐢🐍

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Almost immediately after class continued, whispers and guesses about who Karai was spread like wildfire. “ what’s going on with her hair?” “She looks like she walk straight out of hot topic.” “Oop! I guess being emo is back style.”

Despite the warm welcome the class had given the new girl or lack there of, April had mixed feelings. To her, Karai looked amazing. But also kind of scary and weirdly cool. ‘Wait why is my stomach churning. And why does my face feel so warm.Wait am I blushing?! At the new girl?! IN SCHOOL?!

Unbeknownst to April, class had ended and almost everyone had left to go to their next class. All except for the one and only Karai. “What?” April gasped as she realized how big of fool she just made of herself. “I said do you know where Room 23B is.” She replied in a sarcastic yet semi sincere tone. “Oh yeah. That’s actually my next class.” April responded.

Get a grip GIRL.We don’t need seem like a complete weirdo to someone on their first day of school.’ April thought to herself.

“Come on I’ll take you.” She continued gathering her books and heading to the door. “You don’t have to pity me because I’m the new girl.” Karai said with a dulled expression on her face as if she had seen this a million times over. “I’m thought you were cool and you asked for help so why not give it to you.” April snapped back playfully “Now come on we’re gonna be late.”“Huh. So some people here are actually cool.” Karai whispered to herself.

Wow that was a long chapter!(this was cringy and weird I am so sorry I didn’t correct it until now)Hope you guys like it.Bye

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*wakes up after day in New York*

WAIT!!! So we know that Cynthia Utrom (this bitch)⬇️

Had plans to us the ooze for dolphin soldiers to plant bombs on submarines, eagle soldiers to take down enemy aircraft,and,what’s this,snake soldiers to slither behind enemy lines.

And doesn’t Karai get mutated into a snake?And we know that the Shredder and Cynthia Utrom work together. So what if while Cynthia was trying(and failing) to recreate the ooze she tried making the snake soldiers.But she was doing this so the foot clan could have those soldiers and the Shredder wanted every single one of his soldiers to be the best of the best. Since he reasons that he is the best of the best,Cynthia convinces the Shredder to give her his DNA so it could be copied and added into the super soldier formula thus creating Karai.(along with several other attempts that will probably fail leading up to a scene that would look a whole lot like the scene in The Owl House with the dead grimwalker bodies/armor sets⬇️)

P.S. I KNOW that in the movie it looks like Cynthia is hiring the shredder in a very Rise Big Mama esc style but be for real their is no way her and Spider (the general/commander TCRI army guy) stand a chance against over throwing and over hierarching the fricken Shredder(that is until her final form as a Kraang or associate of the Kraang is revealed)

My version of MM Karai

But as the title of my fanfic says, not all things(or people) are as they appear.

Chapter 1 Part 1 It’s a normal day at Eastman high, April is in her homeroom waiting for class to start and talking with the turtles about the recent string of crimes that have been occurring recently. The bell rings and she heads to her separate classes, a little bummed that her info dump was interrupted by the school’s schedule.

While she sits and waits for class to end so she can finish her conversation with the turtles, someone knocks on the door of the classroom. The teacher stands up and opens the door. They then turn to class and explain that a new student will be joining their class today. Apparently this new student came from a prestigious and secretive academy. After a few formalities and unnecessary comments, the teacher introduces Oroku Karai. They new student then walks in and promptly places her stuff down on the assumed assigned seat. Her black hair dashed with streaks of white falls down her face as class continues. Her grungy clothes and style perfectly match the mysterious mood that lingers around her. April finds herself staring at the new student appalled by her looks. Of course plenty of new students have come and gone before but for some reason there was something about Karai that seemed different.

Welp.I hope I’m not overdoing this.

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