A/N: Hi guys! I'm back with the first of its kind... A oneshot from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012!
Hope you like!
LOOKING FOR YOU
Summary: Everyone's happy, the Turtles have saved the world from the Triceratons, but- one problem. What about Sal Commander and Mona Lisa? This is what I think should happen. Oneshot.
The stars shone bright as the Salamandrian ship soared through the blackness, as the two figures inside relaxed, having just escaped another Triceraton attack. They made no sound, except for the humming of the ship, until another ship, bright white in color, burst into view in front of them- a ship that they recognized. "It's the Turtles," the taller, fiercer-looking one observed, his eyes slightly widening in surprise. "So it is, shall we go say hello?" The smaller, leaner one agreed, glancing up at the taller one. "Very well." He replied, and with a big reptilian claw, gently steered the ship into range of the Turtles' ship.
They waited for contact, and sure enough, the white android- Fugitoid, crackled into view on their screen. "Hello again, Sal and Mona!" He said happily, his face fillings he screen. Sal bowed his head respectfully. "Greetings, Fugitoid." He growled, swinging his tail side to side. "Who's that?" A voice cut in from Fugitoid's ship, and four more faces came into view. "Hello, my friends." Sal growled, and Mona smirked at the four turtle snouts- before she realizes that they were filled with wonder, confusion, and there was no recognition.
Sal shared a glance with her, obviously had figured out the same thing. "Do you not know who I am, Raphael?" She asked, feeling strangely desperate. The turtle in red looked startled, his confused face making a sinking feeling go into Mona's stomach. "Should we?" Leonardo cut in, looking at them suspiciously. "Alright, what's going on?!" Sal thundered, his eyes flashing angrily. Salamandrian's valued friendship and respect greatly, and these turtles were showing neither! "Excuse me!" Fugitoid's voice cut in, and he appeared on the screen, shoving the turtles out of the way. "Let me explain, please." He said, and Sal, after sharing another glance with Mona, nodded.
So Fugitoid gave them the story of how they'd originally time-traveled to save their planet, and that these turtles didn't have any clue who they were. "So... Our friends... Are on... Earth?" Mona asked, not sure how she felt about this. Fugitoid gave a nod, and Sal sighed, breaking the transmission and leaning back into his chair. "That went well." He growled, both their minds reeling about the information they'd just gathered. "Y-yeah," Mona tried to act like it didn't affect her, but Sal saw through the lie.
"Where to now, Commander?" She asked, putting her claws on the coordinates computer keys. Sal did a half-smile and smirked at his long-time friend. "Earth. That's our next destination."
IN NEW YORK:
Raph panted heavily as he landed on the building, his large feet making no sound as he flew across the rooftops. "Stupid Leo, sending me off on Shredder watch!" He muttered as he leaned against a pillar, staring at the blackness of the TCRI building. His ninja senses detected a 'fwomp' behind him, and making no move to show that he heard, Raph grabbed his Daggers, ready to strike the instant the attacker came closer.
Another step, this was it. Grunting, Raph spun around and held up his weapons in a battle pose. What he saw made him drop them in shock, and his mouth went wide open.
"Hello again, Raphael."
A/N: Wel, I hope you enjoyed, because I enjoyed making it! See ya later!