Area 51

Location: Unknown.

…

Midnight at Bishop's base. Everything was in relative calm outside the building but the tale was pretty different when it come to inside it. Bishop had been trying to track down the Hamato brothers ever since the destruction of their second lair but had been unsuccessful in his quest; not even his most highly trained soldiers and scientists were of much help no matter how hard Bishop pushed their limits. Two months of research and nothing.

He was getting more frustrated by the second.

It was then when he remembered of someone who might be able to help him; even though it would mean to swallow his pride and have to endure with his presence and insufferable bragging about how he was the greatest genius on Earth. The man, of what was left of him, was no other than Dr. Baxter Stockman in his new form of a brain in a glass jar, working with two mechanical hands.

It had been three weeks now.

Stockman was furiously trying to hack into the Foot Headquarters database; if someone knew something about the turtles' location it had to be the Foot Clan.

And he wasn't mistaken. After all, he was a brilliant mind… something he reminded everyone every single minute.

Stockman furiously ran code after code until finally-

"Success!" He yelled in triumph as he hacked his way into the database. "Well, this shouldn't surprise me. After all, I'm Dr-"

"Enough with the narcissism, Stockman" Bishop's voice came from one of the multiple computers that surrounded the scientist. "For your own good, I expect you have some good news"

Stockman growled lowly but contained himself. "I was just about to get the information we need. If it wasn't for your abrupt outburst, I would've gotten it in less than a second! Now, if there won't be any more interruptions, allow me to continue my work"

Typical of Stockman to exaggerate everything, Bishop thought,; but he was a necessary member in his team. Even if he was an annoying one.

Stockman began to bring up some recent files. Names, pictures appeared as he read; he frowned in confusion.

"Well?" Bishop asked, looking impatient.

"I…uh… I think you have to come and see this" Stockman said, still confused by this weird discovery. Bishop sighed and turned off his laptop.

Stockman went back to the folders, trying to analyze the situation in the most reasonable way. The folders didn't have Turtle information but had pictures of common girls instead.

As he kept reading the files he became more and more intrigued.

Detailed info and photos of girls in their homes with their computers and laptops in different locations around the globe but there was a single folder with specific photos of a small group of girls.

Well, at least the girls were decent so the nasty thoughts were immediately discarded but still…What was exactly the meaning of this? Were those girls targets for some sort of kidnapping plan perhaps? If that was the case, why would Shredder kidnap them?

Finally he came to the final file.

"Hmmm, a link of some sort" Stockman said to himself. "Hmm, let's see where you lead too"

When the page opened Stockman was confused. "How peculiar" He said clicking on one of them.

As he read, his remaining eye went wide.

The door behind him opened abruptly and was slammed shut once Bishop made his entrance. "This better be good, Stockman. You've been wasting my time long enough"

"These are stories about those blasted turtles! It seems these writers know everything about them" Stockman exclaimed as he went to another story.

Bishop frowned. "What nonsense is this, Stockman?"

"Take a look" Then, Stockman proceeded to project the image of a website in one of the largest monitors.

"A fan-made site? Stockman, I believe you are aware that I don't have time for ridiculous things like this"

"May I rephrase the saying: Never judge a book by its cover?"

Bishop arched a brow. "What do you mean?"

Stockman laughed hard. "Well, for such a clever mind you sure can be slow sometimes. Very slow"

The agent growled in anger; Stockman sure knew how to push his buttons. Either way, Bishop calmed down as he listened to Stockman's explanation.

"Each one of these silly stories has vital information about the turtles, their Master, their fighting style and most importantly…?"

"Their lair's location" Bishop answered.

"Ah, I see you are not as slow as I thought you were"

"But how would that people know about the turtles?" The agent asked, rubbing his chin.

"Beats me. Maybe that's why Shredder has this" Stockman said, clicking one of the folders he had found. "This is complete and detailed information about the ones who wrote the stories Shredder considered the most revealing about the turtles' lives"

Bishop scrolled down the page, checking the pictures and the data Stockman had collected without missing any detail. The girls were merely teenagers; not really a threat for him and his squad. But if they knew about the turtles, then they stopped being simple teenagers anymore and automatically became a problem to Bishop.

Before he could think of a new plan, Stockman interrupted the agent's train of thoughts. "So, what will be our next move? Should we go after those girls?"

"No"

"But I thought you wanted-"

"I protect people, not kidnap them" Bishop replied calmly. "However, we can still use this information to follow them and see if one of them guides us to the turtles"

Bishop abandoned his spot in front of the laptop, allowing Stockman to continue working.

Stockman clicked on a new folder. "Hmm, very interesting"

Bishop approached the scientist once again. "What is it?"

"These are schematics for a mind control chip and it seems like it was already used on someone they simply called: Experiment L30w1-10" Stockman chuckled. "Typical Foot technician policy. Always naming experiments with the most ridiculous terms! That never happened when I was in charge of that division!"

While Stockman rambled about his past life as Shredder's servant, Bishop observed the picture and smiled.

"Perhaps we won't have to follow all those girls after all" He said to himself as he zoomed the image revealing a dark haired figure.

…

Leo stood motionless as he listened for the training target to move into position again. As soon as he heard the distinctive clicks that locked it in its place, he struck it swiftly, cutting it cleanly in half.

"That's your fifth target today, Fearless" Raph's voice came from the dojo entrance.

Leo re-sheathed his katanas and turned his bandanna around. "Well, I need the practice. What are you up too? I thought you were out with Casey" He replied cleaning up the target pieces.

"I was until the big baby got his foot banged up and went home crying to April" Raph grumbled.

Leo nodded in understanding; there was silence between them for a moment which was a bit unusual coming from Raph. The leader suspected there was something bugging his brother's mind but he wouldn't tell no matter what. That wasn't going to stop him from trying, though.

"Is everything alright, Raph?"

"Sure. Why are you asking?" Raph asked back, arching a brow in puzzlement.

"You look… distant. Like something is troubling you" Leo replied as he approached his brother.

The red-clad ninja rubbed the back of his head while avoiding Leo's inquisitive gaze. "On my way in I saw Mikey on Don's computer reading FanFiction stories… again" He said as memories filled his brain.

Leo smirked, trying to hide the fact that he too was remembering some very fond memories. "I can't believe it's been almost two years since we last saw them"

"You thinkin' about Who?" Raph asked him. Leo turned away to hide his smile.

Raph snickered. "Well, what do you know… Fearless has feelings after all"

"What about you? You still thinking about T-Girl?" Leo asked defending himself.

Raph put his hands up in defeat. "Ok, ok. I admit that chick was nice but unlike you, Casanova, I didn't even get to talk to her as much as I wanted so it's natural I miss her a little bit"

From behind them they heard a dreamy sigh; they turned around to find Mikey grinning cockily at them.

"Isn't that sweet? Raphie-Waphie misses his girl! AWWW!" He said mockingly.

"C'MERE YOU!" Raph said running after him. Leo shook his head as he watched the two go at each other.