#casardo

Rating: PG

Universe: 2016

Authors Note: Heeeey so I had this thought about like omg what if Casey Jones was a girl how crazy would that be and then I was like omg how much crazier would it be if she had a thing with Leo so I'm making a series about it haha. I hope you like it.

Summary: Leo gets caught in a sticky situation and gets saved by a hockey masked vigilante... sort of.

Leo ran across so many rooftops he had lost count. The sky became a blur and the adrenaline of running took over. Before he knew it he was at the edge of the city, near the ocean. Leonardo had started his run with a million thoughts threading through his mind but he was now serene. He stood against the water, admiring what a sleeping giant New York City could be. His blue eyes were bright against the dark black sky, but they were filled with just as many stars. He could feel the ocean mist spraying his face, and he took in a deep breath before turning around to trek home. 12 foot ninja surrounded him, weapons were drawn and they were ready to return him to their master, dead or alive. Leo examined the situation, first looking for a way to avoid the fight but finally deciding he had no choice. He unsheathed his katanas slowly,

"Now now," he grinned. "Play nice boys." They all jumped for him at once, Leo was able to dodge their fumbled attempt at catching him. "I wouldn't consider that nice." He said, flipping behind the group. They dove for him again, and Leo's swords met with another's. He clashed and clanged, kicked and punched anything in his reach. They fight good, he thought, as individuals but as a team, He thrust his sword into the chest of an enemy, and jerked it back out. They're lacking. Leo backed into the fire escape, trying to fight them off. A masked ninja pushed him backwards and he fell down into the alley, his vision blurred and the last thing he remembers is being on the ground and looking up at a hockey stick. Casey rolled up to the turtle in her skates, stopping herself with her hockey stick. Shit, she thought. Did I hit'im in the face?

"Aye," she tried prying the strange creatures eyes open, but he wouldn't budge. "Turtle boy!" She picked his face up and slapped it a couple times. She stood up on her roller skates as foot ninja seemed to fly down from all around her. "Y'know the only thing I like less then freaks who wear green makeup," she lowered her hockey mask onto her face and slung her hockey stick back over her shoulder. "Is crime breakin' scum," she smiled. "That's you guys." She charged towards the group of foot soldiers, knocking them on their feet one by one. Her roller skates gave her an advantage, she dodged their hits so quickly it soon became frustrating for them. Police sirens wailed in the distance, getting louder as they neared them. The foot ninja quickly retreated and she panicked, lifting her mask up. Casey looked at the giant tortoise thing laying unconscious on the ground, contemplating leaving him behind. She put her mask back on and shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry dude." She began skating away when a small voice made her cringe and freeze in her steps.

"Wait," Leo whispered. The police would be there in about thirty seconds flat. Casey growled before turning around.

"What!?" She whispered angrily.

"The sewers." He pointed towards the manhole cover next to him. Her eyes were wide in realization of what he was saying.