Romans & histoires Ninja Turtles Leo Vs Raph

“Whatever happened between you and your father, Cole didn’t do this to you. He’s not your enemy.” Leo’s eyes narrowed, and the cold light in them intensified. “He’s everything I could have been,” he said. “Loved. Honored. Trusted. He’s the reason I was thrown away. So yes—he is my enemy.” He lunged, and this time, Cole had no choice but to defend himself. Their swords clashed—Leo’s void-forged blade against Cole’s balanced energy—and the impact sent sparks flying across the chamber. They fought with a familiarity that was both terrifying and heartbreaking—each knowing the other’s moves, each anticipating the next strike.

Blow after blow was exchanged, with neither gaining a clear advantage. But finally, with a powerful swipe of his claws, Tyler caught Leo off guard, slashing across his chest. Leo howled in pain, but he didn't give up. He lunged at Tyler, fangs bared, but this time, Tyler was ready. With a swift and precise movement, he sank his teeth into Leo's neck. Leo's struggles weakened, then his body went limp. Tyler released his grip, and Leo fell to the ground, lifeless. Tyler then spat out the black blood from his mouth and wiped away the remnant with his hand.

Leo growled, his chest heaving heavily as he stared haughtily at him. Alpha Light sneered. "This is the beginning of it all, but mark my words, I will find your mate wherever you are hiding her and slaughter her throat. She shall have a painful death than my dear mate." At the mention of Anne, Leo suddenly lost it then shifted into his wolf immediately and charged him. Alpha Light shifted also but he was smaller than Leo's Wolf. Even though they were both alpha's, Leo was more physically built and stronger too. Leo gashed into his chest then gave him a loud blow, and he quickly swerved to his side when he saw him aiming for him.

It was just a glass of juice, but it was enough. Rogan flinched, his aim went off for a split second, and his grip on the maid loosened. "NOW!" Leo roared. In that split second, everything happened at once. The maid pushed herself away and ran. Marco Jr. and his team moved like lightning. But Leo was faster. He didn't use a gun. He used his body. He lunged forward, tackling Rogan to the ground. They rolled on the marble floor. Rogan tried to fire, but Leo punched him hard in the wrist.

Victor said firmly. Leo whipped around, his eyes narrowing. “So, you finally decided to show up,” he sneered. “You think you can just get in here and take her from me?” “I’m not thinking, Leo,” Victor said, stepping closer. “I’m telling you: let her go, or you’ll regret it.” Leo’s laugh was hollow. “Regret it? You don’t scare me, Victor. You’re nothing.” Without another word, Leo attacked at Victor, with knife. Victor dodged the attack; his movements were swift and precise. He grabbed Leo’s wrist, twisting it sharply until the knife clattered to the floor.

"Charge!" The valley exploded into violence. The two armies slammed together with a sound like a mountain collapsing. Leo led the first wave, his smaller stature making him a blur of lethal precision. He slid under the guard of a towering, skeletal warrior, his blade glowing with a spark of his mother’s lunar fire. "For the Moon!" Leo shouted, his voice cracking but firm. He severed the creature’s legs, and as it fell, he didn't look back. "Keep the line! Don't let them break the center!"

he hissed, the change slowing his words. Not a second was wasted before Alph came back with the reply. He dived at Leo, and a jarring of the two bodies gave a force that was bone to bone in contact. Both sprawled at the impact, but were on their feet again in no time, circling each other like two predators.

Leo is trying to force Riza and Jacob to go inside one of the lifeboats because it was inside dangerous outside. "No! We will stay beside you no matter what!" said Riza in angry and sad tone as Riza can't leave Leo his brother behind. "We don't need your permission for us to not stay behind so get lost, Leo!" said Jacob in an aggressive manner. They may have a bad mouth to talk to Leo like that because they cared about their leader Leo as no matter how experienced fighter he can be it's futile as he can't fight a creature that has countless creepy limbs. Still even Leo felt their determination he can't let them die here nor let himself die.

Leo, whose body was shaking with such anger due to the man’s words and disrespect towards me anyway, soon turns his head to watch me stand in my own sadness and slowly at the man once again, such a deadly growl escaping his lips. “How dare you speak to my mate in that manner!” His voice booms so loud, objects from the shelves displayed before us began to wobble and shake, but those items on those shelves, were left unscathed when it came to what happened next. Before this entitled man had the ability to even open his mouth, Leo, had leaped from over the table and tackled this man to the ground. The screams of pure agony which rippled from the man’s mouth coated the room as bits of his flesh

His dark hair is pulled back in that signature undercut, the sides shaved close while the top is long enough to be gathered into a thick braid that falls all the way down to the back of his thighs. He's shirtless like Jax, wearing only a pair of dark pants. His eyes find mine across the distance, pale and intense, and I feel pinned by the weight of his gaze. "I'm not afraid," I say automatically, even though we both know it's a lie. Leo doesn't respond. He just walks into the ring with that predatory grace that makes it clear he's never been prey in his entire life, and when he reaches us he stops close enough that I have to tilt my head back to maintain eye contact.