As per normal, house rules apply thus not mine, don't sue ect ect.
This is just a little crazy idea I got and decided to explore as a break before I start a new writing project.
Big gigantic shout out to my Megzie23 for beta'ing this as well as cleaning up the action scene I had troubles making readable. Love you hun : D
You know the drill.
Late One Night.
"Always with the sewer..." Dean grumbled to himself, clearly pissed off as he lead the search with a torch in one hand and his trusty handgun in the other while his duffle bag full of goodies was strapped to his back, the brother's following random blobs of skin matter that littered the narrow sewer tunnel.
Sam braced himself. Sure he wasn't overly wrapped in trotting through the water where who knows what has been in but unlike his older brother, Sam was more tolerant. "Because Dean, many of the things that go bump in the night find it's one of the few places where they can run around and not have to worry about hunters coming to crash the party."
"Thank you Mr-know-it-all." Dean muttered sarcastically as he stopped to face his companion, today clearly was not a good day for him. "You would think that Mr Shape shifter could shift a few more brains and try to be normal for a change. Seriously! What the hell is wrong with these guys? They have the chance of looking human and living normal lives like Mr and Mrs Citizen. You would think that they would at least try to do something like that."
Sam stopped, a frown danced across his face, he knew what it was like. "It isn't always as simple as it sounds playing human. What's wrong with being able to be yourself and not have people resent and hate you for whom or what you are?"
Dean's head moved back a little as he blinked, eyes narrowing as he shined the flashlight into Sam's eyes. "And you're a freak. Anyone ever tell you that?"
"I think you just did."
Dean and continued up the tunnel. "I don't know why you can't think that you're normal for a chance. So you have a few lose screws, who cares! I'm married to the Impala, what's the difference."
"Being married to a car and my problem are two completely different things Dean."
"Try me...Oh come on! This is the New York sewers for crying out loud! Since when does the underground have more space than up top?" Dean growled with anger as they emerged into a big room, now with several wider tunnels at their disposal to navigate from.
Sam ignored his brother's outburst as he looked around the area, trying to find something that could possibly lead them the right way, Dean doing the same.
"Hay, check this out." Sam called out, shining the torch down one of the tunnels.
Dean stopped his own search, moving to his brother's side. "I don't see what makes this tunnel any different from the other shit holes, the shifter goo ended where we came out."
Sam lined up his torch to what had caught his attention. "Because, if you look carefully enough you will see how clean it actually looks compared to the others, see? Looks like it's a well used route too...plus it's pretty lit up for just a sewer tunnel. Just a hunch."
"You and your hunches. What makes you think that this is right one? Could just be another dead end; doubt Shifty would be stupid enough to leave the front lights on."
Sam sighed and eyed his brother. "You got any better ideas Sherlock? And when doesn't a hunter trust his gut feeling? You must really be in a foul mood today."
Dean grumbled. "Alright so gut feeling, coulda just said that dude. And don't ride my back about foul moods, I friggin hate shifters. When one makes you top of America's Most Wanted you would hate them too...in fact you know what? Let him! Let's see how you like it." The bothers entered the tunnel with caution keeping an eye out for anything suss. "I mean why can't we hunt anything decent and fun for a change, you know something that ends with naked dancing girls and pots of gold?"
"I think we need to stop signing up for the porn channel..." Sam muttered with disgust as a hiss filled the air, the lights flickering out with the torches soon following.
"What the fuck... oh great!" Dean cursed as he pocketed the now busted torch. "HONEY, WERE HOME!" he yelled, now holding his gun with both hands, his bad mood suddenly worse.
...
"There we go, try that now..." Donatello muttered happily with himself, as he typed away at his laptop and sat back, waiting to see the reaction to what he just done.
Leonardo jumped down from the second level balcony, landing gracefully and without a sound before going up to his brainy sibling. "Everything alright Donnie?"
Don looked up before eyes returned back to the screen as he typed in more commands, a video feed of the sewer access to their lair now oped full page. "I've been tracking these two humans since they first entered the sewers easy an hour ago. I have most of the sewer tunnels in a fifty-mile radius hooked up with surveillance. From what I can gather, they look to be following a trail of that goo stuff we keep coming across but they just stumbled into the entrance to the lair. I just cut the power and short circuited any electrical and battery operated deceives."
"Think they're hunting us?" Leo asked with concern, anything that put either his brothers or sensei in danger was a major threat.
Don hummed and sighed. "Somehow I don't think so. Do you remember the glitch I was telling you about, where I was having with the security cameras in the tunnels?"
"Yeah, you said It was almost like something was messing it up as it was speeding though. We couldn't find anything when went out and took a look."
"They seem to be following that line. See they should have gone through into section nineteen here, but they have turned into our tunnel now. I cut the power just in case; I'm trying to get them to turn back."
"Humans aint lab rats Donnie, they're gonna get curious."
"But they have nothing which they can see with."
Leo leaned in to the video feed, the night vision aided image showed one now had his lighter out trying to see. "Don't be too sure about that. Alright get what you need, time to turn these humans around with the ninja way." The Fearless leader turned to get ready. "RAPHAEL, MICHELANGELO, COME, WE GOT WORK TO DO."
The two remaining turtles stirred and popped their heads out of their rooms. Mikey was the first to question the order. "Bro! What's with the yelling? We're talking about you interrupting comic book time here."
Raph exited his room, twirling his sai blades before stashing them, jumping down to the bottom floor. "Can it, Mike, we got work to do, it's all you need to know."
Leo blinked with surprise as he sheathed his blade before joining Donnie at the door. "Since when do you follow me without question?"
"Since I need to get outta here. If I have to endure Mikey's commentary one more minute I'm gonna kill the Shell Head myself."
Mikey jumped down himself. "Oh geez Raph, you're no fun. What's wrong with my commentary? It's awesome!"
"That's what she said." The red masked turtle muttered in response to 'you're no fun'.
Leo crossed his arms with annoyance, always with the bickering. "Can it guys, we got possible intruders closing in on our nest. By the looks of it it's just a fluke that they're coming this way so we need to detour them into going down a different tunnel, back to whatever they are looking for. Don has shorted out all forms of electric and battery operated devices so were working with night vision and ninja skill. Any questions?"
Mikey was bouncing up and down on the spot as Donnie handed out the goggles. "Damn bro! You got all that awesome leader army talk going on there! I love it! That stuff never works when I try it."
Raph slapped the back of his head. "That's cos you're a Shell brain who can't be taken seriously. Can we go now please?"
"Naww he said please!" Mikey added over cheerfully. Raph growled with frustration, Leo having to hold him back from opening the Orange turtle a new one.
Don typed away on the tinkered GPS that was now strapped to his wrist. "Guys come on, we don't have much time."
...
"So what now?" Sam added.
"Hold on...I'm sure I saw a couple of flares in here before I packed the bag." Dean replied as he dropped the duffle bag, blindly trying to find the flares with the limited light.
"You know, I don't get this Shifter. They have never gone to this much trouble to defend their self yet slip up and draw attention." Sam though out loud.
Dean grunted as he still fumbled with the contents of the bag. "I don't know either, I just hunt the things. I don't question their motives, all black and white Sam. You're the brains here; I'm just the handsome muscle."
Sam laughed sarcastically, about to shoot a comeback when he heard something. "Shhh."
"Son of a...where is the bitch!"
"Dean shut up. Did you hear that?"
The older brother grunted. "You shut up... Did I hear what? You do know were down in good ol' New York sewers right? Probly a rat...or alligator...a mutated fish..."
If he was closer, Sam would have hit Dean over the head already. "Yeah Ha Ha very funny. Could have sworn I heard something move."
"Yeah, sewer monsters bro...HAHA!" Dean laughed as he finally found the flare, sparking it up and holding out in front.
"Owww, my eyes! Donnie when you gonna fix this problem!" came an unknown voice.
DEAN! Above you!" The tunnel lit up all to reveal a creature hanging to the roof above the still crouched Dean, back turned toward Sam as he held the flare up, the creatures hand inches from his neck. Sam brought his gun to action aiming above Dean's head, then was attacked himself from behind, the hanging creature grabbing the gun and sheathing it on his body. The creature attacking Sam from behind then shoved him against the wall, pinning his hands behind his back despite his best efforts to break free and retaliate.
Dean on the other hand had problems of his own. Upon lighting the flare he was met with a creature standing in front, now stunned, hands blocking its eyes as the sudden burst of bright light momentarily glitching the night vision. The moment he brought up his gun in defence a sai blade flew into it with great force, sending it from his hands and impaled on the blade in the wall, the gun circling a few times before coming to a stop.
The creature hanging from the roof threw a Shuriken at the flare, sending it flying from Dean's other hand, coming to rest not far from the one blocking its eyes and the one who threw the sai, making their appearance more eerie and threatening. "I think the tunnel you're looking for is the one next to this one; you will find more of the tracks there."
"I wouldn't do that if I was you unless you're looking for a real fight buddy." The one that threw the sai spoke in response to Dean's hand inching towards the bag.
The older brother sighing as he held up his hands in surrender and slowly stood up, it was then that he became instantly amused. "You guys are pretty short for ninja wannabes."
"And you're pretty smart for a human. So what would it be tough guy? A war of the words or a shell kicking?"
"Raph stop. We do not want them getting any ideas." The hanging one replied as he jumped down, landing without a sound, his attention now tuned towards the older brother. "State your name human."
"Listen buddy, you're a shifter. Alright I get it, you don't want a hunter popping a new one but you shoulda thought of that before you made that attack on the blond babe last night." Dean replied with annoyance, never having to hunt a supernatural being that was shifter by day and a trained ninja by night.
Sam grumbled from where he was still pinned against the wall. "Dean, I don't think any of these are the shifter were after...you guys are...turtles right?"
"Ten points for a human that can tell the difference between a turtle and a lizard!" the one with the night vision problem joked.
That was what crossed the line for the older brother, throwing his hands up in the air with frustration. "Alright that's it! I've had it. Come on out Trickster, quit with the games. Giant mutant turtles that ninja, yeah real funny!"
The night vision turtle walked over to Raph. "Think we have a couple of loony's on our hands tonight, bit too much on the 'glug glug'." Duo chuckling and engaging in a high five.
"A shifter... as in shape shifter? Is that was the gloop is?" Asked the turtle pinning Sam to the wall.
Sam attempted to turn his head, hard as it was being pinned to the wall in an attempt to see his attacker. "A shape shifter, yeah... it's responsible for the five deaths in the past two months, this morning it upped it to six. When they change shape, shift into another human body they...kind of like shed their skin, very messy."
"And we plan to kill the friggin son of a bitch before it takes its next victim...well we were till you guys...whatever showed up!" Dean added as he kicked the water with frustration.
"So you're hunters? You hunt things like that?"
"Only when they kill, if they don't and keep the attention away from themselves then we don't see a reason to do it." Sam added. The turtle pinning him against the wall finally let up, allowing him free. Sam decided to push his luck. "So what are you? I mean we don't have anything against you or anything."
The turtle that was hanging from the roof answered the question. "Your partner here got it. Were mutant ninja turtles, if you really want to put a name to it. I am Leonardo. The one that was pinning you against the wall is Donatello. The one that threw the sai blade at your weapon is Raphael and the one that had the night vision flare up is Michelangelo."
Dean grumbled to himself before asking. "So being that this is 'your' tunnel, I take it you's that killed the lights and such? Can we least have them back on before one of us 'not ninja's' breaks a neck? It's not like we're gonna shit out pants and run, we've seen far worse than giant turtles, believe me."
"Donnie?" Leo asked.
"Already on it." The techno turtle replied as he typed away on the gadget on his wrist, the lights flicking back on moments later. The shelled brother's were actually surprised by the lack of emotion that the human's emitted towards their beings.
Dean was the first to comment. "You guys are actually very short for ninjas..."
Raph steeped forward to confront the wise cracking human, cracking his knuckles. "Like to see you do better wise mouth. So what's your name human?"
Dean bent, hands on knees, so he was face to face with the over-grown reptile. "What's it to you shrimpy ass?"
Raph laughed. "Oh the short jokes huh, please! You think that's gonna hurt me? Ha! You got another thing coming pal. Grow up with Mikey here and your shell thickens by itself. Seems to me that you're the shrimp here...shrimp."
Mikey was somewhat offended at the remark. "Hay Raph, that was uncalled for. I can't help it if I'm just spitting out the obvious here."
The Red masked turtle crossed his arms, temper growing short. "Now what's your name...'brother'?"
Dean laughed to himself as he scratched his head, looking over to Sam. "You getting a load of this guy?"
Sam huffed and cut Dean off as the older brother opened his mouth to talk more smack to the turtle. "I'm Sam and that's my older brother Dean. Bit of a smart ass, he's also in a bit of a cranky mood. Got a thing against shifters ever since the incident in St. Louis. Nothing personal."
Donatello stepped forward to inspect the older brother. "I knew I recognised him from somewhere. So that's this shape shifter then?"
Dean stood up and attempted to regain his pistol from the wall, however failing to pull the sai out. "It was a shifter, but not this one. I made sure of that one... mind giving me a hand with this, shortie?" he added gesturing to Raph.
"Na I'm fine watching you struggle, midget."
"Raph." Leo called. Raph sighed as he pulled his blade out with ease, making sure to let the hunters weapon drop before returning the sai to his belt. "Oops." He added sarcastically, there was no arguing with Leonardo.
Donnie rubbed his chin with thought. "You know ninjas were usually preferred on the short side back in ancient days, it made it easier to blend into the darkness and remain unseen."
Mikey clapped his hand. "And that gentlemen and turtles is the mighty geeky mind of Donatello hard at work. Round of applause!"
Raph sighed with frustration. "And here am I thinking I would actually be getting away from this..."
The Winchester's shared a look and shrugged, not caring to admit aloud that in a way it reminded them of themselves on some occasions when the other simply drove them up the wall. Leo approached Sam, handing back his gun.
It was going to be a long night.
...TBC...?
