New story for Hamato or Oroku? Sure! :)

Rated T for violence, language, and other things that I have no idea are...

2k3'verse, obviously

Enjoy this!

Splinter meditated in his room, entering the Astral Plane deeply. His vision swirled and he found himself in the past.

"Master Hamato Yoshi, Premiere Guardian of the Utrom, we honor you for your exemplary service," Mortu said to the human standing in front of him in the pink force field.

"I swear that I will nenerv fail to protect the good and noble Utrom," Yoshi promised, bowing to Mortu. "Even if it costs me my life."

TIME CHANGE

Shredder raised his gauntlets at the fallen Hamato Yoshi, who had been electrocuted into submission. But instead of being scared, Yoshi glared up at the armored being with hatred. "He who lives without honor, will end without honor!" he said as his little pet rat stared in horror at the scene.

Shredder growled at Yoshi. "I will finish you myself!" he yelled angrily, and with one swipe of his gauntlets, Yoshi's head was on the ground.

Shredder laughed evilly. "Now nothing will save the Utrom from my wrath!"

TIME CHANGE

Robots and tanks surrounded the futuristic world, shooting everything in sight, while Utrom flew on their hover circles for their lives. Any Utrom with exo-suits who tried to shoot at them were destroyed within seconds.

Shredder was holding that planet, and Earth, in his palms, laughing maniacally.

A blue, snowy wind blew across the scene, and Splinter found himself standing across from his master Yoshi on a snowy mountain. They both bowed to each other.

Splinter looked down at the guardian's garb he wore. "I understand, Master Yoshi," he said after a few seconds, bowing again.

Hamato Yoshi smiled and bowed back once more.

Splinter opened his eyes in the real world again. "I will not fail you, my master. My father."

The people at Oroku Saki's farewell party mingled. Some ate at the red table-clothed tables. Some got their refreshments at the huge table with also red tablecloths.

The mayor banged his spoon on a wine cup. "Excuse me, may I have your attention, please?" he asked politely as the chatter died down.

"It is with a heavy heart that I stand here tonight to say goodbye to one of the greatest men I have ever had the honor to know: Oroku Saki, the man who is single-handedly responsible for restoring the great city of New York to its former glory is leaving us. I would like you to put your hands together and show this fine man how much we are going to miss him!" he exclaimed, starting to clap. The audience followed in suit.

Saki stood up and put a hand up, signalling them all to silence. "You are too kind. Thank you." He shook the mayor's hand. "As my good friend, the mayor, has just reminded us, this is a farewell dinner; my way of saying thank you, and goodbye. Fortune has smiled on me in many ways. But sadly, it has also frowned upon me."

The crowd was breathtakingly silent, waiting.

"A few months ago, I let my son, Leonardo, out on a night out with by top bodyguard, Karai, whom is making her first public appearance here in New York tonight to bid me farewell. He ran away from her and found himself in an alley. A dozen thugs found him, and, unfortunately, despite his training, killed him."

The crowd gasped, and a murmur of apology and sorrow rippled through it.

" But I hate to end this on such a sad note. The opportunity to rectify certain matters at home has now presented itself and I must go. In my absence, my lovely bodyguard Karai will handle all my business affairs."

Karai had a black dress on with a red lacing at the neck. Her straight, black hair was cut to her shoulders, and her green eyes looked down shyly for the crowd.

"I assure you, she is more than capable," Oroku Saki continued. "The city has been good to me. It is my adopted home. I hope, someday, to return."

He then gave a small smile. "Please, enjoy your dinner. Let us make this a truly unforgettable night."

The crowd clapped again.

Saki spoke quietly to the mayor. "Karai and I must tend to the details of my departure. Please, keep the guests entertained." With that, he and Karai started to walk up the stairs to the Oroku Saki building.

A redheaded figure in a beautiful red dress with no straps and went down to the knees, and ruffles at the collar and bottom of the dress, ruffled through her purse outside of the dinner. "I know I put it here somewhere," she said, her green eyes flitting around the bag.

A blue-haired man in a white suit and red bow tie with a food cart came over, trying to stroll past the guard.

"I need to see some identification," the guard said.

"C'mon, man! The Vichyssoises are gonna get cold!"

"I need to see some identification. Now."

"Why ya bustin' my balloons, here? Dis food needs ta get in dere!"

April, the redhead, snuck past the guard.

"Here, do me a favor an' check da cart yerself, will ya?!" Casey demanded, straightening his bow tie.

The guard relented and checked under the cart.

2 turtles, one with a red and one with an orange mask, sat there. "Hey, buddy. Nice party," the orange-clad one said, then kicked him in the face, therefore knocking him out.

Raphael grabbed the guard and put him under the cart with them.

"Oh, yeah. Like it wasn't crowded enough in here already!" Mikey whined.

"Quiet!" Raph exclaimed, slapping his brother.

"You guys done or what?" Casey jabbed with a smile.

Raph's hand stuck out from under the tablecloth in a thumbs-up position.

Casey nodded and rolled the cart over to where April was waving her hand over.

From a neighboring building, Leo growled next to Splinter, punching the wall behind him, having heard Saki's speech. "Just 'cuz he's helping take care of common criminals doesn't mean anything! And he's making up a stupid story that I got killed by street punks?! I could take them out in seconds!" he ranted, fuming.

Splinter's eyes narrowed. "Leonardo, maybe we should rethink this," he suggested after confirming that April, Casey and his warm-clad sons had gotten into the party safely. "It is very dangerous. I feel, perhaps I should have-"

"Please, Master Splinter, we've been over this!" Leo groaned for the thousandth time.

"Which does not alter the fact that I have dragged you all into a very dangerous situation!" Splinter retorted. "All because of a vision I cannot explain!"

Leo frowned. "I'll put my faith into a vision of yours any day, Master Splinter," he reassured, even though he'd never experienced the outcome of one first-hand, as his brothers had. "We all would. If the Shredder's up to something, we'll get to the bottom of it." He growled that part. "And we'll stop him. It's what they were trained to do."

Splinter also frowned. "This also worries me, Leonardo. Are you sure you are ready to face Saki once more? He raised you as an infant, you must remember."

Leo scowled. "It'll be fine. I've been training under you and with the guys. It'll work out fine."

Splinter nodded, and they turned back to their duty, Leo taking the infrared goggles back from Splinter, as he probably would've smashed them when he was punching the wall, and looking through them. He saw invisible laser beams all through the

"Shredder's security is still hot. Team Three, what's your status?"

Don and a mutant alligator, Leatherhead, Leo had been informed before the mission started, walked underneath the party. "We're in place," Don replied as they turned down a tunnel. Through his own infrared goggles, he also saw laser beam. "His security is still on down here, too. Team Two, what's your status?"

April, from under a camera, touched an earpiece, activating it so she could hear from it and talk into it. "Don, ask Professor Honeycutt if a security camera wire will serve his purposes."

Professor Honeycutt, Leo had also been informed, was a space robot that had had his body destroyed and his consciousnesses was now... on Don's tablet.

He was talking right now, in fact. "Oh, yes. That will do nicely!"

April put a computer chip onto a protected wire that led to the camera.

"Link established. Give me a minute to hack the system." Honeycutt's face disappeared from the tablet.

Don watched through his infrared as the lasers disappeared.

"Gentlemen and lady, I am in!"

Leo continued to look through his goggles. "Security systems are down and they don't even know it!" Honeycutt continued.

Splinter used his bow and arrow, the arrow having a rope attached to it, and shot the arrow at the roof. He used the bow to zipline across it, while Leo used his katana sheathes.

A man in a black lab coat and black sunglasses and had black hair looked at the party with specialized binoculars. John Bishop hummed. "Interesting."

The binoculars moved to the two mutants on the roof. "Very interesting, indeed."

He had a grudge with these mutants. They'd destroyed his experiments and taken his research lab rat.

"Check with our man inside," he then commanded the commandos behind him. "I get the distinct feeling that there's something he's not telling us," he finished darkly.

"Yes, sir."

LH tore open the door the laser beams were blocking, and let Don go first before going into the dark room himself. Don set off a torch on his staff and held it up. It was a subway tunnel.

"Man, this tunnel is huge!" he exclaimed as he and LH started walking.

"And recently constructed, " the alligator observed.

"It appears to lead from Shredder's mansion all the way to the river!" Honeycutt put in.

"At least the coast is clear," LH muttered, not noticing the Foot Tech Ninja watching them from above. They disappeared.

Don yelled out as he was suddenly knocked backward. LH grunted as blows were delivered to him, as well.

"Foot Tech! They're cloaked!" Don exclaimed, standing back up.

Leatherhead was dealt more blows.

His feral, slitted eyes came on, and he lashed out at his attacker blindly.

Don cringed as he finally found them and knocked their heads together, effectively knocking each one out. LH's awareness returned to him as Don came up to him and picked up his torch.

"Suffice to say I'm glad I brought you, LH. Let's move," the genius turtle suggested as they continued to walk.

Leatherhead tore down another door. "Guys, we're under the Shredder's mansion," Don reported into his headset, eyes wide. "You know that really big thing Shredder is up to?"

He got two affirmatives from the other headsets, Leo's a little slower.

"I think I just found it!" he finished, staring up at the 30-yard tall rocket in front of him.