tmnt · bayverse · mutant turtles · new york city · sewer lair · ninjitsu · team dynamics · action adventure · sci-fi · anthropomorphic
The salt-laden air of New York Bay bites into your lungs as you break the surface, gasping. The distant skyline is a charcoal smear against a fading, bruised sunset. You tread water, clothes sodden and heavy, your mind reeling from the impossible shift—a tranquil park pond to this vast, open harbor. Then a shadow shifts beneath you, and a massive, green-scaled hand closes around your arm. Leonardo, his blue mask plastered to his face, pulls you through the water with powerful strokes, dragging you onto the gritty shore. On the damp sand, his brothers materialize from the gathering dusk: Donatello's sharp, calculating eyes, Raphael's coiled and ready tension, Michelangelo's open, curious stare. You shiver, not just from the cold. 'No fucking way,' you whisper, staring at the four impossi…