Chapter Text
Two Weeks Later
Draxum was running low on ingredients for Leo's mutagen-based medicine, so he sent Leo out to buy some more, since he himself couldn't walk about freely in the Hidden City without the risk of being spotted and arrested. Leo's search for strange and exotic yokai ingredients took him all over the Hidden City. At the moment, he was wandering around Witch Town, trying to find a potion shop that sold the last few mystical products on Draxum's list, when someone he recognized caught his eye.
In a flash, before he even knew Leo was there, the no-good badger, Skina, was thrust up against a wall in the alley so forcefully he banged the back of his head with a thud!
"You're lucky I DON'T KILL!!" Leo screamed so ferociously spittle flew out of his mouth to land on Skina's face.
Looking the turtle he drugged, molested, and raped up and down with a lustful grin, Skina 'agreed': "Oh yeah, I'm lucky."
Whack!
Leo punched him so roughly he cut his lip on one of his canines, then the ninja turtle whipped out his sword and held it flush against Skina's throat.
Glaring into his eyes with a fiery rage, Leo threatened: "Say that a-gain!"
They stayed locked in a stalemate for a moment, with Skina grinning at the hot, muscular ninja he had taken advantage of, and Leo wondering where he was going to go from here because he had seen red when his eyes landed on the deceitful badger, so he didn't have a plan beyond throwing him up against the wall and threatening him. But then, a thought came to his mind. Leo considered that maybe now would be a good opportunity for him to get his hands on something he had been wanting but couldn't seem to find anywhere in the Hidden City.
"Where'd you get that potion!?" he aggressively demanded, making the unafraid Skina (who was either exceptionally brave or stupid) bark out a laugh and say with a smirk: "Ah, you liked it, didn't you? Want to get your hands on some more?"
Leo's eye twitched but he didn't in any other way let on that Skina's words were getting under his skin (or that he was right).
Skina's smile grew.
"If you want to take another ride, you don't need no stinkin' poti..." Bam! Leo punched Skina so hard in the gut his legs buckled out from under him and he fell to his knees grabbing his stomach - and even peed himself a little. The intimidating ninja stood over him, brandishing his sword and looking about ready to use it with the angry glare he was giving to Skina.
"I said I don't kill, but that doesn't mean I have any problems with cutting off certain protruding parts, if you get my drift."
Placidly putting up his hands in defeat, Skina acquiesced, saying: "Alright, there's no need to get violent. I know a guy, a wolverine. Goes by the name Douglas. He hangs out down by the Wicked Brewhouse Pub. Tell him Skina sent you and he'll give you a good deal."
"You better not be lying!" Leo barked out, then abruptly turned around to leave before he did something he would later regret. That was until the badger, who didn't know when to quit, called out in a sly voice: "I'm glad to know our night together left such a lasting impression."
Shing!
In an instant, Leo whipped around and slashed his sword at Skina's face. Blade met flesh, cutting through his right eye with the precision of a true ninja warrior.
"Augh! What's the matter with you, you freak!!?" Skina cried out, covering his bleeding gash and looking up at the one who attacked him. Leo took an aggressive step closer and got Skina slamming his head back against the wall behind him and trembling in fear when the pointy tip of an exceptionally sharp blade came within a hairbreadth of puncturing his remaining eye.
"Now I've left a lasting impression on you," Leo spat out with a cold, spiteful type of anger, holding himself back from doing more to this yokai he viewed as a worthless waste of life because he was a hero who lived by a code of honor. Then he left him with the final warning: "If you see me again you better run, cuz if I lay my eyes on you after today, my face will be the last thing you'll ever see."
Leo kept his sword pointed at Skina, daring him to open his mouth again. But the daft badger at least had enough sense not to risk losing his other eye so he just sat there, staring fearfully at the tip of Leo's katana, until the proud ninja warrior put it away and walked out of the alley, toward his new destination.
Some Time Later
"You Douglas?"
A rough-looking grayish-blue wolverine yokai snapped his head up to glower at the ninja turtle who just disturbed him, asking in an equally rough voice: "Who's askin'?" He was hanging out on a street at the corner of the Wicked Brewhouse Cafe, along with a short brown pony yokai with scruffy fur and a tall, slender bat yokai with wings for arms.
"Skina sent me," came the only no-nonsense reply. That response seemed to suffice. Douglas nodded his head at his two buddies as his way of telling them to 'get lost', so they dispersed and the wolverine led the way into a dark alley, with Leo following behind.
"What'r ya looking fer?" Douglas asked once they got out of hearing range of anyone passing by on the street.
"I heard you're the guy to go to for Intoxicating Lust Potions."
"Yeah, I might have one or two, but dos ain't easy ta come by. What'r ya offerin'?"
"What are you asking?" Leo instantly countered, his money burning a figurative hole through his belt pouch in his eagerness to get his hands on that potion.
"Since it's yer first time, I'll offer ya a deal. Twenty five gold," Douglas offered - gold coins being the yokai currency widely accepted in the Hidden City.
"Thirty bucks and ten gold," Leo countered, which amounted to a little over half of the asking price. He was starting to feel antsy over this illegal transaction, so offered all the money he had on his person to speed along the bartering process. He discreetly breathed a sign of relief when Douglas agreed: "Alright. Show me da dough and you'll get yer potion."
"Show me the goods first, so I know you're not trying to cheat me," Leo bit back, clenching his fists from the mounting anxiety he felt inside and unintentionally looking intimidating with the stiff way he was standing.
Glancing up at the two blue katana handles sticking out over Leo's shell, Douglas made the observation: "I doubt many people gets away with cheatin' ya, what wit' dos shiny blades ya got."
Letting one corner of his mouth curl up into a smirk, Leo slyly responded: "I know how to use 'em too. Skina learned that lesson the hard way. Now you gonna show me the goods, or am I walkin'?"
"A man after me own heart," Douglas complimented with a sly smirk of his own. "Alright, here's da potion..." he hauled out what looked like a corked test tube containing a clear liquid that was emitting a faint pinkish glow. "...Now put yer money where yer mout' is."
Douglas watched with interest as Leo took his wallet out of his back pouch to first pull out thirty American dollars. Then he reached back in to take out all the yokai gold coins he had - three belonging to him and seven leftover from what Draxum gave him, that was supposed to be used to buy the last of the mystical ingredients needed to make Leonardo's mutagenic medicine. The one he needed to help counteract the effects of the anomaly in his brain left over from Krang Prime's murderous attack, thus eliminating his suicidal tendencies (but not altogether eliminating his depression).
Money and potion exchanged hands, and it wasn't long before Leo found himself alone in another Witch Town back alley about six blocks away from where he purchased his illegal goods, contemplating the decision he made.