(𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣) That's his outfit, but that's technically Leo. There's not a lot of foot clan Mikey art, but just imagine his signature short tail mask. And I guess he wears the foot soldier pants ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. And then some shoes under those legs things. Under the leg things cus I want to keep the leg things cus I like them lol. Or just imagine what you want. I will probably add some things to the description again later. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙆𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙖. 𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 ⬆?

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As the two siblings sparred with their partners, they were only focused on one thing; winning. With Michelangelo now 10 and Karai 12, they were able to start training more. Soon Karai's match had been called as she pinned the foot soldier to the ground. She stepped off the mat and stood beside their Tiger-Sensei, in wait for their 3rd party. Michelangelo on the other hand, seemed to be struggling. "Stop the match. I've seen enough." The masked foot soldier let go of him and left the scene, as he and his sister fell into line, standing at attention. With their hands to their sides, they took their fathers harsh criticism to heart. No one had noticed the scary man walk into the room.

"Karai. You were sloppy. However you did win." Before she could respond, he had turned his attention to her little brother. "Your style is all wrong. Your reaction time is lagging behind, and you looked more like you we're dancing than fighting. Are you even trying Michelangelo?" The boy just continued to look straight ahead. Even if he wanted to look at his father, he couldn't. Not when he gets like this. "Of course I am, Master Shredder!" It was silent for only a second. "Hm. That's disappointing.." He said as he walked away, Tiger Claw following behind at Shredder's command.

The young ninja let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding as he collapsed onto the floor. His sister fell to his level as well and pulled him into hug. Neither said a word. They just sat like that for a few minutes. After the tension had left, even though no tears were shed, and no words were spoken, she attacked.

The attack was fast and unforseen. He kicked at her, and he screamed for her to stop and he shouted out for help but nothing worked. "NO! NOOoOO! PLEASE, NOT THE TICKLE BUG!! STooOOOOPP!!!AHAHAHAHA!!" He screeched in a fit of laughter, on the verge of tears. "MUAHAHAHAHAA NEVER!!" Karai replied in the most evil monster-like voice she could muster. Eventually the girl stopped; either because she was satisfied with his smiles, laughs and how happy he looked, or because she had gotten tired. Only she would ever know.

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It'd been five years, and the two had trained incredibly hard. Michelangelo and Karai were allowed to go on missions, being now 17 and 15. Sometimes they went on their own missions, and sometimes they went together.

Tonight, however, the boy wasn't on a mission; he had snuck out. He couldn't sleep; no matter how hard he tried, no matter how quiet he made his mind. So he figured he might as well go on a walk and get some fresh air.

So here he was now, laying on a roof thinking of nothing in particular when he heard the sudden sounds of metal clashing mixed with grunts and groans of pain. He stood up and made his way over towards the sounds, only to find the Purple Dragons unconscious and sprawled out all over the ground. When he looked around to find the person responsible, he saw another ninja. One he didn't recognize. 'Strange. I thought the Foot Clan were the only ninja in the city. This is amazing! OK OK calm down. I'll just have to ask Tiger-Sensei about it later.'

Michelangelo's POV:
I hopped onto lower buildings' roof where the other ninja was standing, using my epic skills to land silently. "Hello!" I stated simply, startling the other, who at this point had already sheathed his sword, redrawn it at the sound of my voice and turned to face me. "I can't believe you took out all these punks by yourself. That is so cool! You must be super crazy strong!" The boy looked confused. He also looked to be around Karai's age. I waited for him to reply but soon realised that he wasn't going to. "You're kinda quiet.." I said to him.

"Ook..Well My name is Michelangelo. How about you? I think my sister and you would get along, I mean after she makes sure you're not a threat." I whispered that last part under my breath. We do seem to be on opposite sides after all. He still didn't make a sound. "Dude, if you get any quieter, I might think you died standing up." "M-My name is Leonardo, but everyone calls me Leo." I smiled brightly. "Great! Now we're getting somewhere." I smiled at him. He only stood there, looking confused.