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Ve could only feel the sharp, razor like talons plastered as a creeping insect over his face, as all he could do was squirm helplessly under the massive weight and grip…he felt a salty flavor bud in his mouth and flow down into his throat, as he gasped, the weight was crushing him!

“Young fool, you think yourself a Daimyo?!” Drako jeered, seeing the young prince’s null efforts to free himself, “Think again!” He all the more pressed his weight down, lowering the staff to his trapped prey, “How unfortunate, you lose your birthright and your life.” The red dragon cackled, tagging his foot off of the heaving man for a second, just as Ve caught a grasp of air, Drako resumed his stance, as Ve grabbed both hands desperately around his foot, beads of sweat drenching his face as he still fought against this massive force…

“Your father is right, you’re foolishly persistent…” Curling his tail Drako stepped off of him, as he wound his tail around his body and flung Ve against the wall, as a mere puppet!

Ve fell limply, still gasping for air as he held his chest as he swore under his breath, his face coiled in demonic defiance, “I will…” He coughed, “Be the Ultimate Daimyo of the Battle Nexus! You’re a fool…and your meddlesome existence shall not thwart my efforts!” He hacked out, reaching back to withdraw his sword, “Fight me, coward!”

Drako sneered, gritting his teeth, licking his scaly lips, it had been so long since he had tasted blood, and never had he tasted royal blood, this would be new…

“Fool, I have no need to fight you, I possess your father’s war staff!” With that he emitted a powerful blast from the staff, which rendered Ve utterly limp, as he dropped his katana, letting out a soft groan, Drako cackled, wrapping tail around him, as he slammed his against the ground, now leaning one arm on his chest, his claws slowly caressing him, sinking in and out… his muscles were prime, as blood oozed from freely…

“This will be painful…” Drako licked one of his claws, the taste was unearthly, tangy yet he instantly felt a surge or some power unlike nothing other…

“You’ll bleed like the lamb that you are!”
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He was alone,  he had spent time again and again in the solitude of the woods, embracing the calm and serene silence they graciously offered…

Ve, a prince and heir to one of the most powerful dimensions in the multiverse, had been defeated in combat by…

A turtle!

Pah! Ve thought, it was foolishness! He had let his pride and arrogance during the fight meddle with his focus, and as a result, he had lost, and been disgraced and humiliated! His father also, was not at all mending the situation, rather, grievously reminding Ve daily of his dishonor, failure, and the humiliation he had brought to his father by dueling his respected friends’ son.

Ve did have to admit, he acted boldly, as challenging a sensei’s most revered student was a heavy affront to the sensei himself, however he was not sorry, Leonardo had taken from him the privilege of fighting a common Battle Nexus champion, the Shredder!

Pausing from his ongoing kata, Ve stopped, his flesh still raw him his duel…
The marks on his face had begun to tend to themselves, the bruises and cuts slowly enveloping back into healthy skin…but his heart, had been another matter, it churned dark and powerful, a mighty river of hatred…one whose flow was drowning him until the point where he couldn’t breathe, nor sleep at night as the sour tang of defeat ate him alive from his insides…
He straightened his posture, his green eyes glaring boldly through the woods and at the structure he resided in, The Palace…

Tonight was unlike any other, he had an arrangement to meet a warrior from another galaxy who had vendetta with a common enemy…he did not know who, as this was done very privately, only through trusted messengers. Ve had an uncertain feeling of dread, not as if he had ever experienced it, nip at him, as he clutched his sword’s hilt. He would strike down this warrior he dared cross him, Ve only hoped this connection would prove fruitful.
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Draped in heavy cloak, the figure sulked through the shadows…he let an accidental growl slip out his lips, as his cloak caught on a branch…despite this, foolishness, he had to compose himself, as much as the urged within him screamed for him to lash out and uproot the tree, he careful carried on…

He could smell a scent up ahead, the sent of man…and heavy rich fragrance, pah royal gravities!

“Warrior.”

The voice was masculine, strong, possessing a roughness to it, it was well scented with arrogance and authority, “There is no need to hide….,” The voice chided soothingly, “Are we not meeting?”

Keeping his head low he growled and dragged his feet towards him. This was him…

Far from a reflection of his father, he was shorter in stature, nevertheless he was well over six feet tall, his black concealment his strong frame, as a screaming red demonic mask covered his face, while green eyes peered out as fire smothered in a blaze.

“I have terms with you, Prince…” A hiss escaped the Dragon’s lips, as he all the more took in his scent, there was no fear, only an obstinate pride which radiated from this man…how dare he not show fear! All had feared him!

Standing as an eagle hunched over a kill, the man’s menacing gaze didn’t quiver at its slightest, “What is it you want?”

“I have watched you, you are tortured by the pain of defeat, it consumes you…I can assist you in healing your wounds…”

“Wounds?” The man flashed, his shoulders rippling, “I am not a weakling! I want vengeance, fame, and glory!”

How amusing, though he was confident, his youthful foolish nature proceeded him…this was easier than expected…

Running his claw through the soil, yet keeping his image hidden beneath the garb, he spoke softly, “ I too know the scars of defeat, the humiliation…we are meant to rise, not be mocked!”

“Tell me something I am not on terms with,” The man spit out, utterly uninterested in the babble.

“My Lord…if I may, present myself?” Offering the Dragon knew once his presence was revealed, the Prince would think twice on how to address him.

“Proceed.”

With great delight, Drako gripped the garb which loomed over him, tearing it to shreds, standing to his full height while benevolently whipping his tail.

The prince made a small jolt, recognition registering in his eyes, “Drako.”

“Am I not as how the legends portray me?”

Composing his shocked response, the Daimyo’s son’s eyes lit up, “You strike no fear within me, Drako. You were just another puppet in my father’s tournament,” He replied coldly his expression softening, “Ha! And to think I was meeting with one of great power!”

How dare he!! This brat, this idiotic spawn of the Daimyo, disregarded him as nothing!

“My Lord…you are mistaken, I am a powerful warrior, I can assist with your goals of vengeance and securing the throne, I-”

“Silence!” The Daimyo’s son put a hand up, “You are not of use to me. I am a warrior of great power, the Ultimate Ninja, while you? Pah, you’re a petty legend, defeated by a rat!”

“You witnessed my defeat?!” Drako seethed, surely this fool wasn’t bringing this to insult!

Stepping back, the man eyed him, cocking his head, “Why yes, I was younger in years and still held mild fascination for my father’s silly games he dares to call tournaments, and the rat, Splinter, easily defeated you, I have no use for such weakness!”

“Yet his son, defeated you!” Drako spat back, “Then you are as feeble as I !”

“Fool!” The prince screamed, stepping closer, “He is a rat, an old one! His leg was broken, and he still brought you defeat! Do not bring my battles into yours, just due to the fact you are nothing but another peasant! I am a Daimyo’s son, heir to this dimension, and all in it! Power, wealth, and…”Narrowing his eyes like a sly fox, “The war staff…”

Snarling Drako stepped back, the mention of the staff brought all of his emotions into rein…truly he would like nothing more than to tear this impudent child, limb from limb and watch his blood soak into his hands…but the staff is what Drako had studied for, yearned for…he had to play puppet to his spoiled idiot, he wouldn’t let the childish insults of a fool destroy years of plans!!

“You are right, my Daimyo…”Bowing slightly, Drako brought on a sincere tone, “You are a mighty warrior, my Lord, and such an affront to your greatness by the reptilian, Leonardo, must be avenged. And I am here to assist your highness in your glorious conquest!”

Only a cackle embraced his attempted sincerity, as the Prince removed the mask covering his face, “Drako, your flatter is amusing! You must prove yourself to me, as this is a dark scheme far beyond the death of some peasant turtle! I must take control of the Battle Nexus…my father, will destroy all the greatness wrought upon this dimension with his lack of spine and obsession with Bushido…”

Seeing his face, it was hard, sharp and predatorily shaped, a strong jaw bone and aquiline nose as well as jutted cheek bones accentuated his thirst for vengeance, while proud fierce eyes displayed nothing but hate…

“Then, allow me to call my warriors…they are experts in their manner of trade.”

“Warriors?” Ve asked viciously, “Are the thousands of guard, rendered at my command, not of use?!”

“My Lord,” Drako began apologetically, “These are trained assassins they-”
“You don’t say?” The Daimyo’s son laughed multifariously, “Assassins to kill my father so that I may rule? Such a wise idea Drako! I would have never of thought!”

He had to admit, the Daimyo’s son were just as the murmurs about him, an arrogant, vain, peacock with a very sarcastic sense of humor, he was a hard man to communicate with, let alone form an alliance with! Drako had already had to deal with multiple assaults to his ego, now this idiot was infuriating him all the more…but the staff…his forlorn longing for the relic outweighed his hurt pride, it would all be beneficial, then this brat would be squealing for mercy!!

His eyes flashed, as the warrior turned abruptly in his direction, “Did I anger you?” He asked innocently, pooling his eyes questioning in a condescending manner, “Drako, your offer is pathetic, YOU are pathetic! You have nothing to offer me that I cannot offer myself.” Turning his heel, and placing his mask to conceal his identity once more, he started to walk off.

“Wait.” Drako snarled, “What if I offer my assistance, no obligation?”

He stooped in his steps, only turning a mere profile, “And why would you do that? Surely you have an agenda…” The Daimyo’s son drawled out, “Otherwise, you would not annoy me with your persistence!”

“I will do it all for you lord, my assassins will kill your father, so that your honorable guards need not befoul their hands, you will dispatch of Leonardo in your own ways, while my assassins take care of the rat, and the rest of their petty brood! Let me exact vengeance!”

“So.” Completely now facing him, an interest resonated in the young man’s eyes, he had gone out of his arrogant state, into one of deeper thought, “You desire vengeance? That is all your desire of our alliance?”

“Yes my Lord.” Drako lingered and waited…all the years he had spent studying the staff he also spent studying who knew the secrets of its wielding…

“Then if you offer your services, for the mere pleasure of bringing vengeance upon the rat for your defeat…” His green eyes flickered with uncertainty, as Drako could sense an insecurity begin to well up inside the man before him, he KNEW from watching, the “Ultimate Ninja” as he called himself, knew NOT proper usage of the war staff as his father had taught him only very little. Drako glowered…

“I possess knowledge of the staff my Lord, I can teach you the darkest secrets of its power your father would have never-!”

“Fool! I know the use of the staff, it is my birthright!” The son spat defensively, but there was even the slightest pitch of self denial, of weakness, Drako knew it!
“What I desire is this, my Daimyo…that I merely can see and touch the staff, enjoy its power for mere minutes, I have desired it for years, the honor of even touching such a weapon of immense power…”

“Fine.” The prince cut him off abruptly, “You can gawk at your staff like a child when our plans are said and done, however do not forget who it is bound to.”

“Yes my Lord.”

Breathing deeply, he could sense the worried nature that had suddenly wrapped itself around the otherwise secure future Daimyo, he knew not how to use the staff, and this is where he would fail…Drako only had to weight for his prey to ensnare itself!

“Now be gone, Drako!”
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Ve could only hear the lone clapping of his sandals as made his way down the marble hallways, but he knew his presence was not all…

“My Lord, a moment.”

Drako stood before him, somewhat agitatedly swishing his tail, “I think now is appropriate time to fulfill your promise, and give me your father’s war staff!” approached him closer, his talons out stretched as Ve looked him boldly in the eyes, not the slightest flinch evident.

Hearing this Ve could only smirk, already his newly found title of Ultimate Daimyo welling up pride deep within his heart, “As you recall, I only promised that you may indeed observe it, I never consented to gift it to you, Drako.”

Proceeding rather calmly, Ve continued his walk down the hallway, Drako was an idiot, he had let his intentions known! Did he, truly think that Ve, sole heir and ruler of the Battle Nexus, would hand over his birthright to some pathetic outcast? Ha! The fact that Drako even tried to intimidate him was what truly angered his soul, did he see him as a coward?!

His breath came in quicker, as his fist clenched eyes narrowed, Drako was planning to seize power! Truly they had formed an effective alliance, with the dispatching of his father, framing of Splinter, poisoning of Leonardo, however, this was all credited to himself, as Drako would have never brought his plans to fruition had Ve not supplied him with the connections and adequate shelter!

Once he was far out of the spot where Drako had sulked on him, Ve once again checked his surroundings, listening, watching, for any sign of spying behavior…

“Gyoji…” Ve muttered,  as a sudden flash of blue appeared as crystal in the mortally silent hall, “Tell the guards, no one enters the thrown room. The staff is to remain their highest priority, anyone who enters, is executed! Only I have privileges to enter!”

“Yes, young master.” Swishing his paddle the Gyoji disappeared into the silver flash of light.

Another feeling of dread began to slowly whisper itself into Ve’s soul…should Drako try to acclaim the staff, Ve knew very little of how to wield the powerful relic, for this father, his pathetic, limited father, had taught him only the basics! Fit for a peasant, not the heir to his throne!
His knowledge of the staff was very limited, even pitiable to a point, however, his advantage was that Drako knew none of this, he only saw him as what he was:

An all powerful heir and warrior! HE had nothing to worry!

Should Drako betray him as Ve suspected, he would be swiftly executed, and with time Ve would hone the proper skills of controlling the staff…it would all play out.

A sudden feeling of dread gripped him, a coy voice in his consciousness laughed at him, No it won’t.
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Snarling, Drako paced about furiously, this human, this…liar!

The staff had been the entire cause of Drako disguising himself and serving as a counselor, this was his entire agenda of even forming an alliance with this arrogant fool, and now all he was allowed was to merely play with it?!

Ever since his encounter with the Daimyo in the market place after his defeat by Splinter, Drako had been obsessively fascinated with the power an the might that came with the staff, as well as the fear…

He was much wiser than this self appointed new Daimyo, he was rash, foolish and rather boastful! He was not fit to lead! True Drako would be double crossing him, betraying their agreement, but the Ultimate Ninja did not abide by honor, neither did he…
Besides, the Daimyo’s son was already deep into his debt, Drako had loaned him his finest assassins to alleviate detection on Ve’s part, and now he had received nothing for his end of the deal…but he had confessed to only wanting vengeance….

Ve was a fool to take him for his word! That would be his undoing!

Drako even felt a surprise twang of guilt nip at him, after all the Ultimate Ninja had given him shelter, and adequate supplies to go through with their plan, this would never have come to fruition had Drako attempted it himself…it was no matter, he wanted power and vengeance! Although he would slightly miss his newest sarcastic, conniving red haired friend, as Ve was a rather malicious character, he was often surprised they could interact on normal terms!

It was unfortunate he would have to die, seeing as he was an obstacle in Drako’s paved path to power, he would not let some callow prince destroy it all!

Cackling silently, Drako’s mind recoiled, as he knew the staff would be somewhere prominent, Ve had carried it around as he boasted to Splinter of their plan but the location of the staff was unbeknownst after that.

The Throne Room.

Surely that was where it was!!

This was the last phase of his plan…acquiring the staff, it was also the most dangerous, or was it? It was most likely the newly-minted Daimyo was away making preparations for this throne…

The one he wouldn’t have! Drako told himself wryly, and there were surely guards, but if his assassins could so easily dispatch them, Drako could do the same!
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“Lord Ve, there is much to do, your father…he is on the last moments of this world,” The Healer looked gently at him, placing a hand on the prince’s shoulder for comfort as he stared hard, “I know.”

Inside he truly did possess  even the least sorrow of what he had done…he was after, his father, however, his father’s weak reign and liberal policies would surely destroy them, he had to save the Nexus! That! And the fact he approved largely of the turtles and their vermin master! Ve had been given no choice!

“You must venture to the throne room, take the staff then make the journey of destiny, as is tradition for all Daimyo.”

“Of course of course…” Ve reassured him, as he frowned, the matters at hand were far more grave then a silly journey! The fate of the entire Nexus rested on what Drako would decide to do, or not do…

The Healer sensed his stress, looking the young distraught prince deeply in the eyes, “What you may have done is over, you must accept full responsibility of your role.”

“Healer, what do you…”

“You know.” Locking his blue eyes with Ve’s green, the old man whispered to him feverishly while gripping the back of Ve’s neck, “Secure your throne.”

With that the Healer backed off, once again leaving to tend to his father, who was hopelessly wounded…

For once in his life Ve felt lost, without guidance of shield, the future of an entire realm depended on his next actions and choices…he could no longer ask the advice of his father…
His mind was not yet weaned of the fatherly figure and guidance, as it was almost routine having his father give him lessons and advice…

But he was the Ultimate Ninja, and now the Ultimate Daimyo, nothing was without his means of handle, and he would prove himself, not just to his dimension, but to the rest of the multiverse!
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All the guards lay, scattered like leaves on an autumns’ eve, Drako had entered easily, rendering them all unconscious, their resistance had been pathetic!! All that now lay before his eyes was that wooden relic, wrapped in what seemed as gold vines…it glistened over so seductively to his eyes…as he had waited for years to even touch it!

Without wasting a precious second, Drako slowly approached the staff…it stood on its stand, like a God on his own throne, as it glistened even more, inviting Drako even closer…
His red reptilian hand stretched, just inches away…

Only his spell bound trance was broken, another hand clasped around it, snatching it from his sight…
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“Ah Drako! I knew you would betray me…I just wanted to see the look on your face, as you failed to achieve your plan! And now, you shall pay for your treason, with your life!” Ve hissed, as he raised the staff, as it powered up to finally dispatch the dragon…

Ve could see Drako flinch, stepping back, he would pay for his affront! He would be obliterated!!

However, as the staff started to draw its energy, it somewhat seemed to resist Ve, even physically to the point where it flung him against the wall. Being a trained warrior, Ve’s strength was enough to keep grip, how could it be?! His own relic, his own birthright, fought him?!!

“You always were an incompetent fool!” Drako growled, as another blast was emitted, misbalancing Ve, his heart thundered, as he was left open and as soon as he was Drako struck, lashing against Ve with his tail the staff bounced out of his hands, as it landed with a soft thud in the middle of the room…

“Such a shame! I could see the fear and uncertainty in your voice when we first spoke about the staff! You are a dastardly fool!”
Ve’s heart sank, as he saw Drako clearly wielded the staff without even the slightest bit of resistance! How could this be so? When HE was the heir, not this criminal!

“Don’t feel at ease fool, the staff will--” Only a strong blast jettisoned to his chest brought a searing silence, as Ve law sprawled on the floor…the energy and the strength of the blast burned his chest, causing his breath to come in rasps, his vision blurred as he placed a hand over his chest, heaving at the immense power which was used against him…such irony!

Ve could only feel the sharp, razor like talons plastered as a creeping insect over his face, as all he could do was squirm helplessly under the massive weight and grip…he felt a salty flavor bud in his mouth and flow down into his throat, as he gasped, the weight was crushing him!

“Young fool, you think yourself a Daimyo?!” Drako jeered, seeing the young prince’s null efforts to free himself, “Think again!” He all the more pressed his weight down, lowering the staff to his trapped prey, “How unfortunate, you lose your birthright and your life.” The red dragon cackled, tagging his foot off of the heaving man for a second, just as Ve caught a grasp of air, Drako resumed his stance, as Ve grabbed both hands desperately around his foot, beads of sweat drenching his face as he still fought against this massive force…

“Your father is right, you’re foolishly persistent…” Curling his tail Drako stepped off of him, as he wound his tail around his body and flung Ve against the wall, as a mere puppet!

Ve fell limply, still gasping for air as he held his chest as he swore under his breath, his face coiled in demonic defiance, “I will…” He coughed, “Be the Ultimate Daimyo of the Battle Nexus! You’re a fool…and your meddlesome existence shall not thwart my efforts!” He hacked out, reaching back to withdraw his sword, “Fight me, coward!”

Drako sneered, gritting his teeth, licking his scaly lips, it had been so long since he had tasted blood, and never had he tasted royal blood, this would be new…

“Fool, I have no need to fight you, I possess your father’s war staff!” With that he emitted a powerful blast from the staff, which rendered Ve utterly limp, as he dropped his katana, letting out a soft groan, Drako cackled, wrapping tail around him, as he slammed his against the ground, now leaning one arm on his chest, his claws slowly caressing him, sinking in and out… his muscles were prime, as blood oozed from freely…

“This will be painful…” Drako licked one of his claws, the taste was unearthly, tangy yet he instantly felt a surge or some power unlike nothing other…

“You’ll bleed like the lamb that you are!”

The delicate moisture of blood was already felt, it was not severe, but rather ghastly scratches left by Drako’s talons…
Ve’s heart thudded, he could lose his life, and consequently, his title as Daimyo, and the entire reign of the BattleNexus!

“You!” Ve spat, coughing as he struggled to find his voice, “Traitor! Liar! Coward! Thief!!”

Drako only grinned, “Is this me you speak of or yourself prince Ve?” He hissed maliciously, nearing his face, “You are no better than I, you are just as foul, just as dishonorable…we are no better than one another. Aside from the fact that I now possess the entire fate or you dimension!”

“Tell me…” Drako this time fully sank his talons into Ve’s pectoral muscles, the sharp penetrating claws dug through his muscles, their hooks as structures slid under the flesh, so if Drako were to release his grip, it would tear him open to a good extent…Ve’s whole body tensed…his training, his efforts, proved useless against the one who wielded the staff, that one should be him, not this excuse of a warrior!!

“Do you fear death?” Drako mouthed the words, as the widening of Ve’s eyes gave away his emotions…

“No!” Ve struggled limply, consequently Drako buried his talons all the more, the sharp, brutal pain rendered Ve’s efforts futile, as he stopped resisting, hoping this would alleviate Drako’s onslaught…

“Brave little Daimyo!” Taunting, Drako neared the glowing staff close to Ve’s face…enough where he could feel the radiant heat and power…

“I have read that even those who the staff is assigned to by birth hold immense power…that their blood, is even laden with the staff’s magic…”

A dread crawled into Ve’s jugular, this reptile was insane!

“I will bleed you out!”

Ve winced noticeably, biting his lip and hissing in pain as Drako withdrew his talons, leaving torn flesh and blood which instantly soaked into his garments…the sticky, slick sensation made Ve sick…
Putting his hand up to his mouth, Drako licked his fingers and claws, rolling his tongue, “Your blood is a delicacy, and all so powerful…”

Attempting to prop himself up, Ve took a look at the dragon, contemplating his escape and revenge!
“Fool!” Drako emitted another blast of the staff, Ve could feel his vision darken, as the powerful energy of the staff collided with his open wound, it producing a hot lashing pain, nevertheless he stood, he would not falter! All this training, all his sweat, would not be in vain!

“Give me the staff, coward!!” Ve screamed, his emotions boiling over, “IT IS MY BIRTHRIGHT!!”

Drako neared him once more, powering up the staff for another final shock which would render him helpless on the floor, Ve knew if he did not escape this blast, that Drako would indeed slaughter him as a lamb, and bleed him out…and his power, his history? His existence? Would be only written in legends, this could not be!

“Fight me!!” Ve demanded, withdrawing his katana and positioning his clawed tekko kagI, “Without the staff you are NOTHING but a weakling!”

“How dare you---”

Drako stopped in his words, a whole sensation paralyzing the dragon, as he dropped, as if stricken…

Behind him stood the Lord of Time, the same nonchalant look on his face.

“What a mess…you’re lucky I liked you as a kid, but you’re quite the jerk off now.”

Ve cocked an eyebrow, quite puzzled at the bizarre use of language, “I-”

“I don’t care what you have to say, but---this dimension is a mess. How did this Drako guy pop up here anyway?”

“He attacked the palace as I was attending to my duties as Daimyo…” Ve kneeled over, breathing heavily as his bleeding intensified, “I have word he also attacked my father…”

“Well well! Such a pestilence, megalomaniacs never learn!” Lord Simultaneous looked over at Drako, who groaned as he struggled to move.

“I’ve put him in a trance, I plan to banish him to a random--”

“Banish?!” Ve interjected, “He must be executed for his crimes!” As much as it pained Ve, he reached over, grabbing the staff from Drako’s limp grip, “I must-”

“You?” Simultaneous scoffed as his lip curled, “Boy don’t touch that toy, you clearly can’t play with it.”

Ve glowered, his green eyes flashing in affront, “My father is the idiot, he never taught me proper use.”
Rubbing his temples, Simultaneous grinned, “how about we reverse all this shit, you never meet Drako and this never happens, and then all is good, I’m sick of fixing everyone’s mishaps, yours especially! Your whole Ultimate Ninja shit has got me fucked up.”

As Ve strained his tongue to reply, a blue flash blinded him…

He opened his eyes, and he was back under the crossed katana during his duel…his own swords in which Leonardo pinned him with…how could this be? He had to be disgraced, another time?!

No…Ve thought, not this humiliation again!

“You lose!” Leo said.
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    Donated Oct 19, 2011, 6:00:42 PM
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I will check DA at least twice a week, sorry for my long absence life has been crazy with college and such, but I have way more things coming! HOw has everyone been? I MISS YOU ALL! Sorry for my disappearance :(
  • Listening to: Gangsta's Paradise
  • Reading: For Whom the Bells Toll (my SWAT fic)
  • Watching: Ultimate Ninja shoot poison darts
  • Playing: TMNT2: BattleNexus ^_^
  • Eating: BN food
  • Drinking: Water

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Ninjustupower
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My challenge: ninjustupower.deviantart.com/j… 70 more pics to go!

Check out :iconsylviadalberg: Through your magic garden by SylviaDalbergNala by SylviaDalbergWonderful morning 2 by SylviaDalbergRed Romance by SylviaDalberg her work is moving, emotional, and wonderfully executed :D

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The day I set my flag down, it'll be over my body or a nation I believe in.

So, I'm teenage girl who loves to draw, write, and kick ass w/exercise. My Ultimate goal is to be part of the NYC SWAT team. Overall, if you treat me the same way you want me to treat YOU I will do it, but if you're a retard, I'll treat you like one, okay? Good. EXERCISE is my all time favorite thing, followed by writing, and drawing. I'm currently writing a SWAT series:ninjustupower.deviantart.com/g…
And if you haven't noticed....I LOVE LOVE the Ultimate Ninja AKA Ve-Sama and I love the SWAT team :D
I'm really hyper and random around my friends, I love them all <3 :icontoyhorseplz:
♀ + ♂ = :nod:
That's my opinion, Kay?
:iconjesusisnotalie1plz::iconjesusisnotalie2plz:
Stamp: Freedom by RottedStamps :thumb189797400: Tolerance? by Ramen27 Stamp: Civil Rights by Quantization I laugh at trolls by prosaix
Ultimate Ninja=========== :iconflirtplz: :iconloveyouplz: ^_^ *+*
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:iconjesuspwns1::iconjesuspwns2: :icondreamerstamphalf1::icondreamerstamphalf2:
:iconspeakplz: ILY UN!
:icontomyfacestamp1plz::icontomyfacestamp2plz:-yeah, seriously, you wouldn't.
:iconideastamp1plz::iconideastamp2plz: :iconhateyaoiplz1::iconhateyaoiplz2:
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:icondevwatchplz:to ppl who watch me!
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:iconfloatingheartplz: :iconletter-vplz: :iconsparklesplz:
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Ultimate Ninjs is so 8-)
SEXUALITY: STRAIGHT!!!!! _________________ got a problem?
Why are bad guys always super-hot? O_o
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I :iconletter-lplz: :iconletter-oplz: :iconletter-vplz: :iconletter-eplz: THE uLtImAtE NiNjA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Current Residence: Lost in Ultimate Ninja's green eyes, admiring his muscular chest, listening to his sexyful voic
deviantWEAR sizing preference: small +Ultimate Ninja(if he's wearable XD)
Print preference: Large SO I CAN ENJOY UN'S HOTNESS!
Favourite genre of music: mysterious/sad Ultimate Ninja(i think he sings, lol)
Favourite photographer: Photography ppl :P Ultimate NInja too! ;p
Favourite style of art: NO ANIME! But ESPECIALLY TMNT 2k3! EDIT: OH yes! And ANYTHING with the Ultimate Ninja in it! <3
Operating System: Windows Vista AND Ultimate NINja!!! Haha *naughty grin*
MP3 player of choice: Zune
Shell of choice: Um, what shell? I like Ultimate Ninja! He got no shell! >.>
Wallpaper of choice: Ultimate Ninja! Tengus(they RULE!!)
Skin of choice: Ultimate Ninja's Totally! He has gorgeous, clear, skin!Tengus
Favourite cartoon character: Ultimate Ninja from TMNT 2003 My OC Chase(cuz he's a hot, horny hotshot!)
Personal Quote: Reality is simply a mask to veil the immense beauty of the unknown-ME
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Spectra615 Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the faves! :handshake:
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Ninjustupower Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem !:)
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Bahamut-255 Featured By Owner Edited Mar 10, 2015
Thank you for all them Faves! :party:
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Ninjustupower Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I fav anything with UN :)
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:iconbahamut-255:
Bahamut-255 Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2015
I guessed as much.  ;)
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Ninjustupower Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
He's just too awesome !and hot !
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TMNTISLOVE Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the :+fav: ~:heart:
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NinjaTurtleIggy Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2015  Professional Traditional Artist
Huge thanks foR :+FavE's!
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Ninjustupower Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
you're very welcome they're awesome :) keep up the good work! :)
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NinjaTurtleIggy Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2015  Professional Traditional Artist
You too! :huggle: ;)
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