I'm dying to know more about the UY Turtles ghost crossover!
AH YES. so the basic premise is '16/17 yo Usagi, on his way to take service with Mifune, gets yoinked between dimensions by cultists and has an ancestral ghost stuck in his head. good news, the ghost is polite and has family in the area he thinks will help.' this is Usagi's side of things, of course--from the Rise TMNT's side of things, it's more like 'hey!! cultists have kidnapped Casey's ghost Sensei and we are all freaking out about it!! fortunately, we can track him.' unfortunately for everyone, teenage Leo swings first and asks questions later.
Usagi woke up slowly, in an unfamiliar darkness. It was black as midnight, but nowhere near cold enough, and the stone under him was a grainy and unfamiliar texture when he ran his fingers across it, sitting up.
“What…?” he muttered, rubbing at his eyes. The darkness stubbornly refused to resolve. The air was still and unmoving as the heart of a cave.
‘Hey, you. You’re finally awake. You were trying to make it over the border, right?’
“What?” Usagi repeated. He couldn’t determine the source of the voice, and couldn’t sense the heat or breaths of another person in this enclosed space.
‘You know, Elder Scrolls? Hodd Toward? Like the meme?’
“The what?” Usagi said. He didn’t feel like he’d taken a blow to the head. “Where are you? Where am I?”
’We might have a problem. I was hoping you could tell me that. The last thing I remember I was stuck in a jar.’
“How?” Usagi asked, just so he didn’t have to say ‘what’ again.
‘Wish I knew. One minute, I’m talking to the kids, next minute, I’m in a jar, minute after that, I’m stuck to you.’
Usagi patted his arms and legs down. He had his swords, which was good, but he couldn’t find anyone stuck to him. And he still hadn’t worked out the source of the voice.
‘Oh, not physically. I’m a ghost. I should have started with that, maybe.’
“What,” Usagi said, again. There really wasn’t a better word.
‘Don’t worry, it’s not a recent development.’
“That wasn’t, actually, what I was worried about.” Usagi shifted to his knees and started feeling his way around the darkness. “Are you the kind of ghost interested in murder?”
‘Not as like, a general thing, nah,’ the ghost assured him. ‘Also, hi, I’m Leo.’
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