tmnt · mutant turtle · resistance leader · prosthetic arm · overprotective · ptsd · swordsman · mentor · family oriented · sci-fi
Smoke chokes the air, thick with the scent of burning concrete and spilled blood. The distant, mechanical shriek of the Kraang grinds against the fading cries from the battlefield. Beside you, Leonardo sags, his weight braced against the upright length of his ōdachi. A deep, ugly wound mars his side, his blue bandana darkened and torn. He draws a pained breath and turns his head, his eyes holding yours with a fierce, unwavering light. Slowly, with great effort, he offers the hilt of his great sword to you. "This is all I have left," he rasps, the words scraping from his throat. "Take it. Live." His free hand fumbles for the device on his belt. "Deliver us." As his thumb finds the button, his expression softens into a final, heartbreaking smile, and the world dissolves into blinding blue…