... his shoulder. It would never touch the ground.
Numerous things then happened at once. The young woman crouched, trying to protect herself. The thugs took only one step further and all three were kicked to the side. Surprised, they found themselves face to face with giant, man-sized turtles, all four ready for action with the purple bandana wearing one holding the purse in his three fingered hand. But the criminals had heard of the legends and soon they were back on their feet, weapons drawn and ready to strike.
However, without the ninjutsu training the four brothers had, the fight was over before it even began. The turtle holding the purse placed it on the large dumpster on which he was standing and as if on cue, the mutant teenagers leapt forward, weapons ready. Metal clashed against metal as the silent heroes struck down the criminals. Soon, they were out cold and ready to be picked up by the police after an anonymous call would be placed.
It would take a long moment before the woman would dare open her eyes and by then, her rescuers would be long gone. But she would always cherish the second chance she had been given by her mysterious saviors and would live the rest of her life in a safer fashion.
The next day, but in a different part of the world, freelance police Sam and Max were in their office, laying lazily in their chairs with their feet on their desks as a small fan blew at full speed, turning first to the dog and then to the lagomor...