Vailed In Shadows || 2012! Leonardo x Kunoichi Reader || COMPLETED ||

Raph charged forward, his sights locked on the ninja, but his target proved too quick, leaping out of reach just in time. Frustrated, Mikey and Donnie sprang into action next, attempting a coordinated effort to catch their elusive foe. Their efforts, however, ended in disaster as the ninja evaded them with ease, leaving Mikey and Donnie crashing clumsily into each other.

From a short distance away, Leonardo watched as the masked figure darted off at high speed. Determined to uncover the identity behind the mask, he clenched his jaw, his frustration evident. “After him, guys!” he commanded, already sprinting after the figure. Without hesitation, his brothers scrambled to obey, following their leader in hot pursuit.

The chase was on.

The ninja, sensing the turtles gaining ground, quickened their pace. They weaved and darted across rooftops with breathtaking agility, their movements so erratic they seemed almost impossible to predict. The brothers did their best to match each twist and turn, though the constant changes in direction left them dizzy. Still, they pressed on, driven by their resolve.

Relying on his brute strength and tactical instincts, Raphael pushed ahead, anticipating the ninja’s path. He suddenly blocked their escape, forcing the figure to a halt. “You're not going anywhere, hotshot!” he growled, planting himself firmly in their way.

With a powerful lunge, Raph tackled the ninja, pinning them to the ground. The masked figure writhed and struggled beneath him, but Raphael's iron grip held firm. Within moments, the rest of the team arrived, panting from the effort of the chase.

“Yeah, Raph! You got him!” Mikey cheered, a wide grin spreading across his face.

“Nice work,” Leo said, still catching his breath.

Raph smirked, reveling in his triumph. “No sweat, chief!”

While the others celebrated, Donatello stood silently, his eyes fixed on their captive. Something about the ninja’s movements had struck him as odd, and now that they were pinned, the pieces began to fall into place. Finally, he spoke, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

“Uh, guys… hate to interrupt, but… remember how we kept calling him a ninja? Well…” Donnie hesitated, gulping slightly. “Pretty sure we’ve got ourselves a kunoichi.”

Raphael reached out with a firm hand, gripping the edge of the black mask concealing the ninja’s identity. With one swift motion, he tore it away, exposing a pair of striking (e/c) eyes that gleamed with defiance.

For a moment, the brothers froze, their expressions shifting from triumph to sheer astonishment. None of them had expected this.

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“Is this how you were taught to treat a lady?” you quipped sarcastically, glaring at the mutant who still had you pinned to the ground. 

Raph muttered a gruff apology before stepping back and releasing you. Rising to your feet, you dusted off your clothes and shook out your hair, your sharp eyes taking in the group of mutants. Judging by the weapons strapped to their shells and the skills you had witnessed during the robot fight, it was clear—they were ninjas. 

“My guess is that you’re all brothers?” you asked, gesturing between the four of them. 

The one in the blue mask gave a small nod. “Yeah, we are. Sorry for, uh, assuming you were a guy.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, avoiding your gaze.