#plot stuff

It was a cold day. The wind blowing harshly against his bones, the coldness seeping into his entire being making him vulnerable to the harsh weather. There's no one there to save him, the AU was completely empty, completely desolated, and completely lonely. The only sound he heard was the sound of his boots stepping into the snow and the wind howling on the air. Ice begin to form on the tip of his phalanges, the frostbite are getting into him numbing it to the coldness. There's nothing he can do here, he's helpless, he is alone with the only thing keeping him alive was his will to survive. He collapse into the pile of snow, his body no longer able to support him with the amount of wounds he have. Blood begin to spread from his body, dyeing the snow black. Black, that was the color of his blood, it might be strange considering the normal color of people's blood is red, heck even Classic has red blood... He's a skeleton thought (ketchup?). He look up, expecting to see the sky but instead was greeted by a ceiling of a cave, of course what did he expect it's a trapped place. There's nothing interesting for him to see, his vision are getting blurry, he has loss a lot of magic already, he will die in no time if there's no one helping him right now. He can't do anything here, he's exhausted and injured, he's lucky there's no wild animal going to attack him out of nowhere. He closes his eye sockets, accepting his fate and die there, there's not much he can do here i bet Moon is very worried right now. He mentally apologize to Moon for leaving him so soon, there's nothing much he can do in this situation he hoped that Moon would be able to continue his life without getting saddened by his death. Honestly... Who would've thought that a normal trip to buy a surprise for his twin brother would end up getting him into this kind of situation, it feels like trouble would always follow him everywhere he goes, it's kind of concerning. Just as he was about to die he heard a voice calling him into the world of living, there's no one there when he look around but he is sure that someone is there. There's a presence beside him, he can't see them but he is sure that they are there, accompanying him in the harsh winter. He suddenly felt like he have new energy inside of him, allowing him to move through the AU. He don't know where he is going, he only hears the voice guiding him forward to an unknown location. It's weird, it's as if his consciousness doesn't want to be alone and create a hallucination just to keep him going forward, like a survival instinct but different. He stop on his track, he has arrived on a shelter, the place was surprisingly well kept despite it being completely abandoned. He can't help but rest there, the tension finally leaving his body allowing him to rest fully until someone helps him, he didn't notice that the presence was gone, completely gone like it never existed in the first place... Or it never did. The shelter was doing a great job at protecting him from the blizzard, he's safe, he know he will be fine. With that though in mind, he finally slip into unconsciousness. Not long after, a portal opened and Moon stepped into the AU, the search was short since he quickly found him in the shelter and quickly get him out of this forsaken AU

Or

Lunar gets kidnapped and almost died, he was stranded in a empty abandoned AU with harsh winter climate. While he is dying Lunar heard a voice guiding him to a safer place, Moon rescued him shortly after and Lunar survives.

Or or

So basically, I would like to write a prequel thingy idk if I'm gonna, but I'd like to

Here's the cliffnotes version

Shredder married his sister's best friend, and his sister married a martial arts self defense teacher

His wife and sister worked in the lab I mentioned

They were looking for ways to cure cancer and grow transplant organs using micro doses of mutagen to alter human dna and make them more receptive to animal transplants, thus making them less temporary

Anyway the lab blew up with a bunch of people inside and both Slash's wife and sister were killed

Because if good people make health problem solutions they can sell it for less money and who would possibly want that

Slash tried really really hard to make his brother in law see the really obvious solution that they should hunt down who did this and kill *their* wives and sisters

And his brother in law was like

No I'm gonna tell the cops actually, because yes it sucked but we both have kids so wtaf is your plan there

(Karai was 3, the original child the turtles are derived from was a baby)

That pissed Shredder off, so he kidnapped someone else who worked at the lab, (human) leatherhead, and said that he'd kill him if he didn't help him

And leatherhead was like please my wife is pregnant don't

And shredder was like make me big and powerful enough that I won't die taking on all these assholes alone

And leatherhead was like... thats not what we make

And so Shredder was like that's what you make now, make me powerful

So LH was like okay I can use a lot of the mutagen but it's not safe and idk what its gonna do and we need an animal to go off of

And shredder saw a snapping turtle bite someone's fingers off once and had been obsessed ever since and even owned a collection of turtles (special interest?) So he was like make me one of those motherfuckers but make me extra big and spiky

And LH was like I literally dont know how to do that and Shredder beat him up and forced him to figure it out

LH made the second mutagen** which included spikes, and then mutates the shredder

Who immediately gets the Baxter guy on his (nonexistent) payroll to mass produce it

Shredder kills the fuck out of the people who killed his wife and sister and their families (can't tell, plot) goes home and oh no his daughter is scared of him now

Easy, just mutate her too you can't be scared of what you are (note: LH didn't feel it was safe to use the second mutagen on her, used the og for her safety since he was being forced.)

And oh my god cops show up wth??? The guy who said he'd tell the cops actually did. Shredder kills them, because... what else is he gonna do he's the only mutant in NYC at this point, then goes to get his asshole brother in law, kidnapping him and his baby

He traps his B.I.L. and mutated him into a rat. Because he told on him. He was being a rat. He tried to make him smaller too but LH was like listen I can't just change what happens like that

Shredder took the baby and all of his pets, said make the baby into a turtle and make the turtles into babies and I will have an army

LH said I won't do it thats too far

Shredder kidnapped his wife and threatened to kill her or turn her into a slug creature

LH gave in and mutates the baby army. He feels terrible. After shredder lets his wife go, (you cant kill the only leverage you have over someone) telling her is she tells he kills LH and her unborn baby

LH feels terrible, gives BIL a way to escape before leaving for the night

Mr BIL breaks out, goes to get his kid and omg theres like 20 turtle babies here. He freaks the fuck out and doesn't know what to do so he tries to tell which one is his kid and grabs the 4 he thinks are the most likely to be his

Runs out and ignores the screams of Karai also begging to be saved

Rest of the turtles never found, no one knows what happened the files were deleted as well

For Scar, Simba's mother and Scar's sister in law, Sarabi, will be his darling. She originally loved Mufasa and rejected Scar.

For Ursula, one of the first of Ursula's many debtors bound to one of her contracts is hers. It's her former lover who, in a time of great need, signed a contract to save his family.

For the Evil Queen, the Once Upon a Time series told a story of her prized mirror holding her lover prisoner. So I switched some things and made her the one that kept him prisoner.

And for Maleficent, it's not Aurora, or King Stefan or Diablo, but someone meant to be hidden away from the world forever.

HER lands. By birth, blood and right. 

Sitting astride the yellow, bloated back of the plague maggot was the Blood Saint, the Sanguine Paramour, Countess Nycassia Shadowglade. Her long, curling lurid red hair whipped in the wind like a crimson battle flag. Half lidded eyes that caught the meager light and refracted back red and shifting green in the pupils surveyed what remained of her family’s estate. 

Her elegant, long-fingered hand, every digit glittering with rings, splayed over the back of her sweet captive who whimpered and mewled for mercy. She had languidly fed on the pathetic girl for her entire journey. But that journey was now at its end. 

“When you beg for mercy, Poppet, you beg for death,” she said in a dulcet murmur, words honeyed venom. “Ask again and I shall deliver you to it…violently.” 

The procession of the Blood Saint trailed behind her, shambling undead dressed in red silk, golden masks shaped into lovely, worshipful visages. Golden chains linked them, her thralls, and they carried staves laden with little bells. Some of the undead trilled on flutes. She came with a great cacophony of trumpets and bells.

Before her marched the Hollow Sons, Echo and Silence, her Death Knight guards. Behind these grim, towering behemoths were the trumpet and cymbal players in red and gold, beautiful maidens chosen for their loveliness, plucked blossoms preserved in undeath. To the sides of this grand procession were the standard bearers that carried the heraldry of her once great house. The banner of House Shadowglade was a black, twisted leafless tree with grasping branches on a field of blood red. 

Other thralls carried censors spilling gray, ribboned incense smoke, the chopal and dragon’s blood mixing with the rank stench of blood and undeath and petrichor. Lamenters wept for the fate of their fair lady as they threw rose petals to litter her path. 

When Nycassia saw the jagged ruin of Manor Shadowglade, she raised her slender arms. “Now returns the Lady of this great house unmourned,” she said, “your wayward daughter is here to claim and raise to glory once more. In blood and devotion!”

”In blood and devotion!” Her procession echoed in a cacophony of twisted whispers and cries. 

Echo and Silence took her captive, holding the trembling girl upright, each knight grasping an arm in icy grip. Nycassia stepped on the back of a thrall to lower herself gracefully to the ground, curved dagger in hand. Black silk whispered around her slim ankles as she glided over the ground to trail her fingers along the girl’s jaw made wet by tears.

”Please!” The girl begged. Uselessly.

Nycassia smiled at her, softly, sweetly then yanked her head back by her tangled, dark hair. She swiftly slashed her throat and her blood fed the soil. 

“The first of many necessary sacrifices,” Nycassia said with no regret in her voice. 

When she walked the familiar ground of her childhood and the happiest, golden days of her youth, Nycassia did not feel the sweet pain of nostalgia or longing for a life cut short. She did not weep for the sisters taken violently to the grave. Or the mother thrown from the tallest window. Or the father torn to pieces by what she now was. These things were tears in the rain and sighs in the wind. They no longer held meaning. 

She surveyed the fallow land and the one, crumbling scorch stained remaining wall of her former home with serene certainty. All the ghosts that lingered there fled her malevolent presence and sank gratefully back into their forgotten tombs within the surly embrace of the bones of the earth. 

Her thralls contorted and piled themselves on top of each other like sideshow acrobats to form her a throne of themselves for her to sit as she silently called to any undead that mindlessly roamed. She called them home to her blessed embrace where they could serve a great purpose. Hers. 

art by Tom Bagshaw