Here's the first chapter of my fic, so bear with me. There are more coming. I've also decided to make this a crossover between two different universes, the Turtles and one with a shadow.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own TMNT.

(at the lair, looking at the result of Hun's attack)

All was peaceful in the land of New York. Birds were chirping, car engines were humming, and best of all, city officials were trying to get that blasted crater made by the Technodrome of that intersection. Zoom to a Central Park pond where flocks of birds are fleeing from what appears to be an over-obnoxious noise.

"No no no no no, this can't be happening! Not Space Armada Deluxe!" cried the oranged-banded turtle to the heavens.

"Hehehehehe," Donny replied, sheepishly. "Look on the bright side, bro. The storage room survived"

"But Donny, the ultra thin TV, the Wii, and….storage room? Since when did you have a storage room?"

"Yea genius. What's with keeping us outta the loop" questioned Raph.

"Just a precaution and a new place to keep the new and upgraded TekPaks. Ever since Karai attacked our old lair, I've always been planning escape routes and secret rooms to resupply for such an occasion."

Leo was surveying some rubble and occasionally pulling something out. He was apparentlly looking for something. He lifted a slab of concrete out of the way and uncovered Mikey's skateboard. He tossed it.

"Could you just get on with it, Donny. Our lair is trashed and we still have to find another one," insisted a nervous Leo as he walked up to Mr. 200+ IQ.

"Already on it, Leo. Hey Raph, would you be so kind as to hand me a sai?"

With a grunt, he snatched one out of his belt and tossed it to Donny. Donny grabbed the point of the sai between his two fingers. He drew his hand back and flung it back at Raph, point-first.

"Raphael/Raph!"

"Donny, what the shell are you thinkin'" inquired/yelled/hollered Raph as he ducked.

Raph is a person who would hold on to his possessions even if it kills him. His sai's were his babies, and every once an a while he'd let someone else have them, but it was with reluctance. So when he gives his sai to you, you're definitely on his watchlist. Now, we have a situation where Raph gave Donny his precious sai, and right after that, he threw it at red-band's head. What does that equals? No Raphy-boy points.

Back to "Fly the Pointy Sai Express". The sai zipped an inch above his head and speared into the wall. Raph definitely was going to have a "talk" with Donny after he got up. A trapdoor opened beneath them and all five fell through the express elevator. Donny and Splinter landed on their feet, while the others fell around them like hail. The room they were in was pitch dark. Dust was flying in the air from their impact with the floor.

"Hey Mikey, get off my shell," ordered Raph as his voice broke the silence. The three affected turtles started getting off one another and dusting themselves off.

"OWWWWW," howled Mikey as he stubbed his toe on a table leg in the dark. "OK Donny, where are the lights?"

Donny clapped two times and lights starting flickering on in row. "Welcome to Geek Heaven," presented Donatello with a bow.

Four pairs of mutant eyes went wide, marveling at the contents of the so-called storage room. On one wall was backup set of all their weapons, training weapons, and shuriken. Lining another wall were tables with the new TekPaks, various other prototypes, and some blueprints. On one of the tables, was a pair of shinobi clothes for each turtle and four rubber disks. Each one was covered in one of the ninja's respective colors.

"Uh Donny," asked Leo, "what are these clothes for?"

"April said we had no sense of fashion," Donny deadpanned. "So I made two suits for each of us."

"Two?" everyone echoed. They only saw four pair of shinobi wear. Donny nodded

Imbedded in another wall were ten crystals from their old lair. The last wall bore a door frame that led into a hallway.

"I've been waiting to show this to you guys," Donny said, heading towards the blueprints.

Raph walked up to the wall containing his replacement sai and lifted them from their hooks. "I figure you owed me a new pair of sai, since you tossed my last one at my head," said Raph, twirling his new pair.

Donny chuckled nervously as he walked up the table containing the blueprints. He picked one up and studied it. He reached acrossed the table and grabbed a pencil. He drew a star and circled, before motioning the others to come. He tossed the rolled up paper to an approaching Leo, who unfurled it. The others gathered around him.

"Donny, this is a map of New York's sewage system. But the symbols are unfamiliar. They almost look…Elantian (hope I spelled that right)," said Leo slowly as his head went up in realization. Everyone gasped again.

"Yep, that's right," explained Donny, "I picked these up the last time we were down there. There are more Elantian outposts in New York, and this one's the closest."

"So, that's where we're camping out," asked Mikey as he rubbed his head in questioning.

"No, Michelangelo," replied Splinter as he shook his head sagely, "We're living there."

"Each of you grab your TekPaks and two crystals," instructed Donny, "I'm getting the rest of this stuff out of here."

"And exactly HOW are you going to do that in one trip," asked Mikey as he put on his TekPak.

"Easy."

Donny pulled out a remote and pushed a button. A door flew up and a triceraton carrier (remember those Triceratons chasing the turtles through the sewers?) hovers in front of them.

"Oooh. Nice toy," said Raph and Mikey in unison.

After loading the prototypes and blueprints, the carrier followed them as they all headed into the hallway. Torches lined the hallway as they approached a dead end.

"So, Donny, what in the world made you think this was an escape route," questioned Raph with his arms crossed.

"This," replied Donny as he phased through the "wall". A hologram? Donny popped his head back in.

"I installed it last week. Come on."

They walked into the hologram and ended up in the sewers. They made their way to their new home.

(at the outpost)

"Well, this ain't lookin' like the last brick house we lived in," commented Raph. You can always count on Raph to speak his mind, can't you?

The outpost was a mess like the first time they arrived at the old one. Wires lay everywhere. But the overall look of the house was different. Instead of a couple of rooms here and there, there were eight rooms on the second floor and seven on the first. It didn't even have a pond. Mikey grabbed his cat and leapt to the second floor. He spared no time staking his claim.

"This…comic book archive. That….life-size superhero figures. That is my room. And as always, the Turtle Titan must always have a lair," said Mikey as he claimed four of the rooms for himself.

"Or we can make this simple and let the crystal do the work for us," said Donatello, tracing his finger along a pathway in the wall (remember what Raptarr did?). A platform with crystal descended from the ceiling.

"Whoa," Raph whistled, "sweet trick, Donny. How'ja do it?"

Donny raised his forefinger (remember, he only has two fingers). "Na 'uh 'uh," he tisked, "A good technician never reveals his secrets." The platform reached the outpost floor. "Besides, certified geniuses only," he joked as he poked Mikey's forehead. Mikey's eye twitched.

"Please, please, please, PUUULLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEE," begged Mikey, now on his hands and knees. "Must teach me the way of the finger!"

"No," snapped Donny, leaving no room for argument. He pulled his two crystals out of his belt. "Hey guys, you know those crystals you grabbed out of the old lair. I want you to take those out of your belt. When I give you the signal, throw those crystals that you have in your hands into the platform. Try to make sure that the crystals you throw interlock with the crystals on the platform. Got it?"

His brothers and sensei each gave him a nod. Slowly, they brought out their crystals. There was a crystal in each hand, each one in throwing position. The tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

"Do you know where there is a bathroom around here? Cuz, me wants'um take a potty break," piped Mikey. His brothers look at him, their eyes twitching in annoyance.

"Okay guys, throw your crystals in….now!" commanded Donny.

They all threw their crystals into the platform, thankfully securing them in. A light within the crystal base began to glow brightly and spread out. The glow started draining into the ground, turning the entire outpost white for a moment. Bricks started coming out of the walls and spinning around the room. The walls turned liquid and started forming odd shapes. As the walls settled down and became solid, bricks flew in stuck to the walls in a different order. Raph and Mikey went for the bag, while Leo stared dead on. Everything became quiet and the outpost had turned into a perfect replica of the lair that Karai trashed. It even had the lake in the middle of the room. The platform of crystal ascended into the ceiling.

"But, Donny…how?" Raph sputtered. You know moments in time were someone does something really awesome with absolutely no logical explanation whatsoever? That's what the four (remember, Donny knew this would happen...I think) mutants were experiencing at that moment.

"Remember when I was studying those crystals? I put them under an electron microscope, a saw signs of a circuit. And then I remembered an Elantian say that those crystals powered everything. I theorized that these crystals were programmed to hold our old lair in that shape and power it. And when we threw our crystals into the ones powering this outpost, the crystals' programming overrode that of the outpost's and morphed this whole place to a perfect image of our old lair. Everything's back to the way it was supposed to be."

"Uh, in English, Donnyboy?" asked Mikey intelligently as he spoke for every non-techwhiz sentient in the entire sewer system.

"Look at it this way. Those crystals held the blueprints to our old lair before it was uhm...destroyed by Karai." Every turtle (and rat) there winced. "When we put those crystals in, this outpost just shifted into the image of our old lair. Now, hand me that Sewer Sweet Sewer sign."

(after three weeks)

It had taken a while, but after they passed a few hurdles and some lazy mutants (I'm not going to mention) taking impromtu naps, they finally got the lair looking suitable. Leatherhead, April, and Casey visited from time to time. The lair was much closer to Leatherhead's pad than it had been before. Things were starting to look up. Splinter, however, was acting a little on edge. Something was bothering him.

While the turtles were in their rooms doing who knows what, low whine starting coming from the main room. The turtles ran out of their rooms and unto the landings, staring at the strange energy growing right on the bridge above the lake. The red spinning energy grew until it was the size of an office chair. The energy faded, revealing a hovering man in a red Tribunal gown with the markings, and a shredder helmet with the red eyes. Whoever thinks this is Oroku Saki, I'm gonna laugh. This guy was midget. His size gave him a humorous touch, however the look in his eyes was dead serious.

His eyes narrowed.

"You have been summoned."

Ooooh. Evil Cliffhanger. I know. BTW, this is the new and edited (and hopefully, upgraded) version. I'm changing the time the Ninja Tribunal summoned them to give the story some more flexibility. The pictures of the Turtles in their new shinobi clothes are below, just ignore the new weapons they're wielding (take the spaces out of the links when you put them in the browser):

Shinobi Leonardo: flickr . com /photos/terrible2z/3472768487/in/set-72157603811053044/

Shinobi Raphael: flickr . com /photos/terrible2z/3473571966/in/set-72157603811053044/

Shinobi Michelangelo: flickr . com /photos/terrible2z/3472765591/in/set-72157603811053044/

Shinobi Donatello: flickr . com /photos/terrible2z/3473580492/in/set-72157603811053044/

Shado-Ookami: Thanks for pointing out the error in the links.

I still don't know if I'm going to keep the full-face masks or not. Read the bottom in the description were it says "i think i can somewhat safely assume this is unused Ninja Tribunal ,alternate TMNT costume design by Barrios". That's what the Turtles are going to where from now on. It's not like I don't like their current outfit right now, it's just the new outfits give them (in my opinion) a more epic look. I'm giving you three guesses who this new guy is. What is he/she the Ninjutsu Master of? And, before I forgot, there's a new poll. Check it out.