In the dark of night three figures stood silently from a safe distance observing a rather lone house. In the mountains. Lights on meant someone was home.

"They sure don't look like much."

"Their appearance is human, though it is clear they are not."

"The abilities they have are interesting. Each one of them has something different."

"Do we really have to work with them? I mean we can clearly handle this on our own."

"We have no choice really, he wants us too. Besides, it is the right thing to do. They have no idea what is it they are up against. We do...they don't."

"Not to mention..."

"Alright. Alright. I get it. Geez. Though makes you think they'd be willing to?"

"That has already been taken care of, he's already made sure of that. We just have to remember to each put on a friendly and welcome face. It will be rather nice...to have teammates again. Wouldn't you agree?"

Realizing what they said and the affect that came with, quickly apologize."Sorry...I-"

"It's alright. We came for what needed. Come on, we better head back." A pinkish portal appears behind them, the three enter and disappear.

Down in the house. Deep underground in the control room. Sitting around the table, ten people. Nine males and one female. The infant suddenly awoke."Ivan? What is it?"003 noticed, causing the others to come around their infant leader.

Through telepathy, the infant though assures them it was nothing.*I thought I felt something...*

"Like what?"

Ivan wasn't sure himself.*I'm...not sure. Anyway, let's get back to the matter at hand."

"So, is it Black Ghost?"Francoise, ponders the thought weighing on each of her male teammates's minds.

Albert looks her way."It sure seems like it."

"We're encountering them more and more now."Pyunma stresses."We're are they coming from?"

"Not to mention,"GB pulls up photos of different people from different places around the globe."People are starting to go missing. And a the same these, well whatever the heck they are, are popping up now."He brings up blur dark images of strange looking cybernetic creatures."It like something straight out of Mary Shelly's Frankenstein. "

Jet looks at them disgusted."It's not doubt the work of Black Ghost. Their handy work."

Albert speaks up."It sure looks like it, but there seems to be something different. Genetics doesn't seem like their style."

"004, you are making a very valid point."Dr. Gilmore agrees with the silver haired man."Black Ghost is known for their work in machinery, though all the clues could easily lead to them, the fact this seems more on a genetic level. I would be bold enough to say this isn't their handy work. Despite the small pieces that fit."

"Joe?"Francoise notices the brown hair young man lock stare on the photos."What is it?"Everyone looks to him.

"...We're just coming to a dead end."he says a bit frustrated."We barely have anything, besides these photos, that can't really tell us much."

"I understand your frustration, 009,"Dr. Gilmore sympathize with him."Though we've come across these creatures rarely and have heard sightings of them, we don't have enough to actually know much more. Nor where they will show up next. I believe and in my gut something tells it was a test run. But, I do believe they will emerge again. We just have to be patient."

"Yeah."Albert agrees."The more we stress over it, it won't do any good."

"Patience, indeed." Ivan spoke, getting everyone's attention."Through this whole ordeal, some light can be shed."

"What are you talking about?"GB asked.

"We have allies."He said, which was rather cryptic. His teammates didn't understand.

"What do you mean?''Pyunma asked surprised and skeptical.

Pyunma and the other's unanswered question or questions they had about these new allies Ivan knew about would be answered sooner than they thought. Than any of them expected.

A few days later, the same pinkish portal appeared down by the path that lead to the house. Out stepped four figures that proceed along the trail. Knowing there would have been a much more easier to go, this way seem less threatening. Their approach didn't go unnoticed. Someone did notice their presence before the others. 003.

"Someone's coming."She informs the others."Four bodies. Wait. One of them..Their not-"

Ivan comes in."There's no need for alarm."He tells everyone."005, could you please open the door for our guest."

"Guest?"The others say in union. When it clicked.

"Wait a minute, are they..."Joe puts two and two together. Before Ivan could even answer, there came a knock on the door. Everyone halts and silences everything. Not a single peep was heard. The knock came again. Joe eyes 005 who's hand loomed over the knob, debating to listen to either Joe or Ivan. Another knock came.

"Umm, hello? Ivan are you in there?"A cheerful, optimistic voice. Followed by another knock."It is me Honeycutt. Zayton Honeycutt. Are you in there my friend, I've just as we have discussed." All eyes look to Ivan, who waits for 005 to open the door. Another knock from Honeycutt.

His kind soul couldn't be rude and 005 opens the door for their guest. Who to the others where surprise no shocked at who stood before them. A six-foot tall slender-built technologically advanced android. With a round head and armored arms and legs. A strange opalescent white"plastic-like" material that could pass as metal. Glassy lightboard dark orange lights for the eyes, while the mouth made up of lighted bulb pixels that animated a friendly smile to show his facial expressions.

The android greets Ivan and the others. Behind him was another, a man with shades dressed in a well collared suit. He was less friendly looking the android.

"Well, this quite marvelous. I must say. Hello everybody. My name is Zayton Honeycutt. Or Professor Honeycutt."The android introduces himself."Oh and this lovely lad with is Bishop."

By everyone's stun reaction, minus Ivan who greets them both."It's good to see you, Honeycutt. Please come in."The infant invites them in. Accepting Honeycutt and Bishop enter. All eyes follow the two. Honeycutt didn't seem to mind nor Bishop. Ivan was whom the android was addressing, while still being cordial to the others.

"Quite a lovely home you have here. Ivan."Honeycutt compliments."I am assuming it is your feminine touch my dear."He looks to 003, who for a second didn't know what to say. She just nods. Giving her a smile, Honeycutt turns back around to Ivan. About to speak when 003 points out something.

"There where four of you, why are there only two?"she questions with suspicion. Causing the others to react. Ready."Well?"

Honeycutt thinks about and had an answer."You correct my dear. There were four of us coming here, though two of them left back. I assure you there is no trickery involved."

"Honeycutt."Bishop speaks, looking at the droid. Reminding him to get back on the main topic at hand.

"Yes. You are right."Honeycutt turns back to Ivan, now getting serious."As we had discussed, Ivan."

"Yes. Of course."Ivan agrees. Looking to the others."Come everyone." And follows the droid and mysterious man. Without an explanation to them whatsoever, leaving everyone even Dr. Gilmore at a lost.

Nearly forgetting about the others, Honeycutt pops his head back inside."Please could you all follow. I would hate to leave anyone of you behind. Right this way."

Reluctant the others look at each other, then to Joe. For his decision.

First impressions where everything, or so some would say. It would let others know the person, who they really where. It allowed insight about them. Not a lot, just enough. This impression would show something, it would show this collaboration would be compatible or not. If both teams could work together, considering the circumstances.

It'd be a lie if it felt fine. When actuality, it was quite the opposite really. Mixed feelings really. This could easily be done without their assistance, well, some thought that way. Others saw it as an annoyance, it really depended.

Personal feelings aside, what was most important was coming together for this new threat. From the information gathered and files upon this Cyborg team, did qualify them for doing this. Their history was rather sad and could be sympathized with. All nine out of the ten of them once humans and turned into what they are now. It was quite interesting. It being the reverse of a certain someone.

Closing their files to be summoned. The group was here. It was now time to meet.

"Where are we?"007 said what everyone of his teammates where thinking. Unsure where Honeycutt took, well they knew kind of where he took them after he came to get them.

It was just well...how he took them. Through a strange pinkish portal that transported all of them into another world. Because it was defiantly not Earth. From looking out the windows, this new place was very macabre and totally strange. The sky bright yet dark pink, strange crystals that seem to protrude all around not to mention creatures. There was no doubt the atmosphere was different. It would seem or maybe not. Because this place seem like the inside of some sort of business building. It sure seem like it. Just really upgraded with tech they'd never seen. Even Dr. Gilmore was rather impressed and astonished.

"Right this way."Honeycutt gets their attention. Ivan floating right by him. The android beings to walk with them following."I'm sure all of you have many questions right now. Which I assure you will be answered promptly. As of now I can answer where you are and how we came here. Through a portal. Where we in the Utrom High Council Headquarters."

"Utroms?"Pyumna repeats."Is that a code name for something?"

Honeycutt couldn't help but find it the slightest bit humorous."Oh. Forgive me for laughing. But no. It is not code for anything. In fact it is quite the opposite. Ah! Here we are." He stops to open the doors, leading the group into a large meeting room. With a round table and enough seats for everyone."Please. Please take a seat. Though over here. Yes. Thank you."

Ivan remained levitated by Dr. Gilmore. Bishop had left to go inform of their arrival. Leaving Honeycutt, who sat on the other side. With the empty seats. Twiddling his thumbs merrily. It felt rather awkward, even if the android gave them a welcoming smile.

"Well this is uncomfortable."004 voices. Looking around the doom shaped room."So this Honeycutt...just what i-"

Before he could finish he was cut off by the return of Bishop followed a few others, who take their seat on the same side as Honeycutt. Who happily welcomes them, despite the shocked and surprise looks the others had.

"Well, then now that everyone is here."Honeycutt starts."Everyone, these lovely and capable individuals before are you call the 00 Cyborgs. They have graciously offered their help in this matter. As I have with us." He tells the others, then looks to the 00's, though mainly Ivan."All of you, please may I introduce you to my lovely capable and efficient team. I know this will work out wonderfully."

Another day, just like for the past few years. Years that felt like centuries, though that would be going over the top. It was still a nice life since...then. Often your mind wondered how the others have been doing. If they where well, eating right. Living okay. Lost of communication leaves a insatiable craving of knowing. After all, everyone was family.

A strong family. Until...

Your eyes lament from the thought and remembrance of all the good times. All the laughter and joy. Smiles and good vibes. The adventures, the missions that came with it. The growth too. Even if it was in the shadows.

Now a days, everything was in the light. Experiencing a normal life, from what April said. It was better this way. Often you wondered if she really meant it. Knowing she had good intentions for her reasoning and yourself, still...

The walking signal changed, you step off the side of the sidewalk with the others and cross. Take a left, quickly looking at your watch you just a few minutes to reach the place. Was this actually a normal life? You wondered, have been wondering for some time now. Considering you never really knew what one was. Only through readings, movies and entertainment gave you sort of a definition along with examples from April. Helped you to better in a way understand this concept.

Being "18", in societies terms, one should already know how to work in life. The work part you understood, arriving at your work. Greeted at the door by one of your co-workers, they open the door for you.

Across the street a pair of eyes watch the girl go inside. She didn't look like much, rather petite is what they thought. Far from what her file read, the only thing that matched, her appearance. Her skin the same smooth bronze, bright if not illuminating golden-yellow eyes. Did mirror the sun, to some degree. She had to be at least 5'2 or 5'3 maybe at the least. So over the years she has grown, it was clear from her physique. It matched one her age, though it a bit more defined. It was her petite size that made it stand out. Her face was matured though still had innocence youth and cute factor. The only thing that was different, her hair. It wasn't pink like they said. No. It was a black and straight. Just straight. Reaching pass her knees just a bit.

So she dyed it.

Made sense. Or it could be a wig. They weren't sure.

Pressing their ear to rely the information."Yeah. It's her."

Something felt familiar, too familiar. One she hadn't felt in a long time, April could sense it. And it angered her. She made it very clear, very clear to them not to bother her nor her family anymore. So it wasn't a surprise, standing before her front door of her loft apartment. Her keys an inch away from the key hole. While holding a bag of groceries in the other. A part of her wanted to go in screaming and blasting.

But, past feelings wouldn't allow it. Or it was something else. Still, it wasn't enough to calm her emotions now. She knew, she could feel them on the other side, too, anxious what she was going to do. Knowing the time, her sister wouldn't be home for a bit. Meaning she could get rid of them before she arrived and act like nothing happened. She would have to be careful not tip off her sister, knowing how close the two of them where. Clenching her keys, she inserts it into the keyhole, unlocks and enters.

"H-Hey, April."

A heated and irritated glare on her face to an old friend and teammate."Hello Donatello."Setting her keys down in basket by the door."Hello Michelangelo. Professor."The other gives her a little wave."Who are you friends?"Her eyes gloss over the extra company standing in the middle of her room.

She wasn't stupid, she knew there was a reason they where here."You wel-"Donnie starts to be silenced by the look April shoot him.

"Don't give me pleasantries."She cuts straight to the point."My father is sleeping and I don't want to wake him. I want to make this quick before May comes home. So, what is it?"

"Okay. Bye, see you."You smile and wave to your co-workers and scurry down the steps.

"You sure you don't need anyone to walk you home?"

"No. I shall be alright."You decline and assure them.

The streetlights began to turn on, meaning night was now here. Even if the sun was barely still peeking out. Another day, another dollar. Glancing at your watch, knowing what you had to do next. Whip out your phone and call your sister. Waiting for the ring to go through, when you felt a presence you hadn't in some time.

Gasping, you drop your phone and turn around. Your eyes lite up with joy. To be greeted by their famous smirk.

"Hey, May."

Back with April, Donnie tells her everything. Evening show her, but it was clear by the look on her face, she wasn't sold nor did she care. Which was understandable, he was expecting this.

April glosses through the holo-files before, re-reading over certain parts. She was rather surprise by what she read, but kept firm her refusal. She was being kind enough already. Pressing a button to end it. Behind her a few of the Cyborgs where looking at the family pictures around.

"That's her sister...well. Isn't she the cute one. Don't see much of a resemblance."

Their eyes look at the memorable timeline. Over the years, the transition of this family's life. It was nice and simple. There always seem to be a smile in each picture that came. From their younger years to now. They loved each other, that was for sure.

"Seems someone here enjoys the arts."Stopping on picture of the younger sister playing a guitar."And quite the chess player. Well isn't she just full of surprises and potential. Oh? Well, what is this..."Picking up a picture frame.

"GB. Stop browsing."004 said walking over. He quickly glances at the pictures. A bit of envy and sadness came, but quickly left."This isn't a museum."

Putting the picture down, GB humorous his friend."Any place can be one. It does have history. Shouldn't we get to know them first. Since they will be joining us. I'm just doing some research."

"No. You're just being noisy."004 calls him out."And what makes you think they will?"He looks over at April, still talking with 001, Donatello and Gilmore."It's quite clear the answer will be a no."

"Now. Now, let's not dwell now my friend. There is hope yet."GB smirks.

Right when said that."Someone's coming."003 stands up quickly alerting everyone. Her eyes on the door, hearing the running steps up the stairs closing in. the others turn their attention to the door.

April stands up realizing who it was. Her eyes lock on the door, that suddenly was ripped off its hinges. Shocking the others, who thought it was an enemy."Sister! Look who's here!"

You come yell ecstatic, with the biggest smile on."It's Karai!"Pulling her in."See?"

Though she shouldn't be surprise, April was. Seeing Karai, her hair was now sharp asymmetrical cut. She still kept it dyed under. That much hadn't changed, that rebel side of her. Even her clothing choice. Black slim pants with boots to match, tank top too and a crop black jean jacket. Even as an adult, she still carried that dangerous smirk. Greeting April with it too.

"Hey April."Karai greets her old friend and teammate."You look well. Like the new look. Who would have thought...Chic? Honestly, I thought you where more of a "

Knowing she was talking about her fashion."It comes with the profession. I am on camera. What do you expect?"

Karai scoffs smirking."Sure. Okay."

"Sister. Is it true that-"You interject and stop. Your eyes land on Donnie and the rest."Donatello! Michelangelo!"You gasp surprised and happy to see them."Professor!"And fly straight to them, embracing each one. Ignoring April telling you to stop. It was no use, you where too thrilled to see them.

After so long. Going from Donnie to Mikey to Honeycutt. Hugging each one over and over. Your squeals filled the whole loft."It's good to see you too, May."Donnie said.

"You dyed your hair?"Mikey was shocked. But you clear that up quickly.

"No. It is just a wig."You tell him and take it off, revealing your long pink hair it stopped right at your knees. It looked like a tail whenever you moved. Flying back from each of them, even back to Karai. April gave up trying to calm you down and goes to fix the door. 005 comes to help her, but she assured him she had it and using her telekinesis fixes it.

Grumbling about the amount it would cost to fix the damage. Like a fire cracker bursting with boundless joyful energy. Jokes and laughter exchanged and old stories and times.

"This is most wonderful."You clasp Donnie's hands and slowly settle down to the floor."It has been so very long..."

"It has."Donnie agrees."I'm sorry, communication was lost May. After what happened..."He said convicted from the past.

But that wasn't what needed focus."As Master Splinter said: "We cannot think of burdens of the past." That being said, shall I order some pizza? Like then? It has been awhile since we have all sat down and eaten together."

"Yes."Mikey agrees.

"Wonderful and of course your friends are more than welcome to stay and join."You turn to the 00's, finally acknowledging them."Please forgive me, for not acknowledging your presence. I was just overwhelmed upon seeing my old friends and teammates."You apologize and introduce yourself."My name is May O'Neil."Extending a hand to them and kind smile.

They where speechless for second."That is quite alright and understandable."Gilmore smiles and shakes your hand."Hello May, my name is Dr. Gilmore."

"Hello Dr. Gilmore."You turn to the others with him and wait for them to introduce themselves."Please? May I hear your names?" The first was a bald older man, with crow feet.

"GB or 007."GB was the first one and shakes your hand too, kissing the top of it."You're even cuter in person. My dear you have quite many talents. From fellow artist to artist. I know one when I see it."

"Fellow...oh. You are talking about my pictures. Thank you. Mr. GB."You couldn't help but giggle from his behavior. Your eyes look to the others.

The next the sole female of the group. A young slender bodied woman at least a year older than you. With blonde hair just below her shoulders; blue eyes; fair yet healthy skin and slender nose"My name is Francoise Arnoul."She gives you the same kind smile.

Soon the others introduced themselves. A man with short light grey hair and eyes that appeared blank. But looking closer you could see grey irises. He wore black gloves on both his hands. He looked the most serious and calm. His name Albert Heinrich or 004. You where finding it rather strange they had numbers too with their names. Pyunma was next, a dark skin young man with black short coil hair. A studious looking person. The next one, a short, plumb Chinese man. Chang Changku or 006 With squinted eyes and a thin mustache, he was just as cheerful as GB.

Geronimo Junior or 005 a tall and you mean tall, towering over you and muscular. His height was amazing you had to leviate yourself off the ground just to properly smile at him. He skin was almost close to your color, short black hair. Either in is late 20's or early 30's. You went for late 20's. He seem quiet and reserved, but kind and gentle. When you smiled at him, he gave you small one back. The next one, Joe Shimamura or 009, a young athletic man around your age with medium-brown hair, perpetually windswept hair; slender nose; brown eyes; and a long fringe covering one his eyes.

When you responded in Japanese to him, he was rather surprise. Next to introduce themselves and they did rather quickly, Jet Link or 002. He seem around Francoise's age, a year older than you. He short messy blonde hair with a long messy fringe; athletic body; hawk nose. He had a harden ,gruff and hot-headed vibe, to put it delinquent sort of attitude.

Last, was a infant. Ivan Whisky or 001. An infant with short, light blue-gray hair, styled in bowl cut, with a fringe stopping before his eyes; healthy skin like Francoise; and blue eyes. Sucking on a yellow pacifier. What was amazing and surprised you, he talked. By talk, through telepathy. Like April. It was just...shocking yet amazing.

With introductions done, you look at each of them."You all have lovely and wonderful names. Welcome."

"You are just so sweet."GB said and pinches your cheeks. He lets you go, you didn't mind and smile. Rubbing them."So, about this pizza?"

"Yes. I will order them. Which topping would you like?"

He thought about it."Supreme."

"Alright. Anyone else?"You ask the others. Who where astonished by your sudden generosity and hospitality.

Not wanting to be rude."Pepperoni."Joe said. Pyunma also said it.

Junior asked for cheese and Albert was the last, putting in meat lovers. With their orders you go and order them, coming back and telling them to just sit and make themselves at home. Though there was more important matters at hand, which you would get too. You just wanted to celebrate and enjoy Donnie and the others. After so long. You knew April was furious about them being here, you would deal with the repercussion of it later.

Being the hostess, you get drinks and snacks for the others while waiting for the pizza. You could feel their tension and hesitation, you still carried your smile hoping to ease it. The pizzas came, you ordered about seven of them. Just to be sure.

With the everyone having food and comfortable, it was time to get down to the matter at hand. Taking a seat. Choosing a slice of cheese.

"Is everyone comfortable?"You asked. GB nods."That's good."Taking another bite and swallowing. Open your mouth to speak.

"The answer is, NO."April firmly answers ."We won't do it."