A gun shot rang across the roof tops.
"Lets move," Leonardo called out.
The four brothers were off, tearing in the direction of the sound. Silently, they flipped over to the next roof. The sky was clear with a full moon giving them perfect visibility. Two figures came into view. Their bodies twisted and turned as they fought with one another. They separated briefly before one dove forward again. Only the other quickly ducked and rolled the flying body into the brick edge of the roof. Without looking back, the person still on their feet made a break for it. Not giving up, the downed person pulled out a gun and fired a shot at the retreating figure.
The bullet missed by inches. Taking aim again, the person was about to fire a second shot when a shuriken knocked the gun from her hand. She had the gun in hand again and was in pursuit as the turtles feet landed on same roof. Completely ignoring them, she easily cleared the gap to the next building.
The chase was on. The women was wearing all black and had a black mask that perfectly contoured to her face. Her dark brown hair billowed behind her as she ran. She was shorter than the turtles by at least a foot, but she was faster. Much faster. Even with a headshot, the other women didn't stand a chance. Another jump had put her back within shooting range and even farther away from the turtles.
Seeing what was about to happen, Leo yelled, "Mikey!"
"On it dude!" Mikey grinned, pulling out one of his nunchuck and throwing it in front of them.
As she raised her gun again, the nunchuck wrapped around one of her legs causing her to trip. Going down hard, she managed to turn it into a roll.
It gave the turtles the extra time they needed. With a flick of the wrist, Leonardo signaled them to surround her.
"I don't have time for this you idiots!" She roared, standing and kicking the offending nunchuck to the side. Quickly, she holstered her gun.
"Who ya callin' an idiot?" Raph yelled back. He squared his shoulders and flew forward to engage her.
In a flash, she side stepped, grabbed his wrist and twisted. He dropped to his knees and leaned backwards to try to relieve the pressure on his wrist. His brother's rushed forward to help. The women kicked Raphael's shell to send him skidding away to deal with the other three. With a few well placed kicks and punches, Mikey and Donnie were also down with little effort. Being the only one still standing, Leonardo drew his katanas.
"I told you, I don't have time for this." In the time it took for Leo to pull his katanas, she had her gun out and pointed directly at his face. "Stand down," she commanded.
Leo's arms dropped slightly, but not all the way.
"I said," she took a step forward, "stand down." Her eyes narrowed and locked onto his, and then she was falling backwards.
No one had noticed the women being pursued double back. She had a clear shot and didn't hesitate to take it.
The bullet ripped into the women's chest. Her eyes widened as she dropped, the gun falling from her grasp as she hit the roof top.
Turning quickly, Leonardo saw the shooter had already fled again. "Donnie," he yelled, as he knelt next to the women in black. The bullet hit her square in the chest. Blood was pulsing from the wound. Her eyes were closed but Leo thought he saw her chest rising slightly still. The other three made their way over.
"I think she's still alive," Donnie said, as he felt her neck for a pulse. "Call April and tell her to meet us at the lair." He undid his belt. Pulling out some gauze, he packed the wound as best he could. "Help me lift her," he looked to Leo. Together they picked her up so Donnie could quickly tie his belt around her to hold the gauze in place. "That's as good as it'll get for now. Raph you carry her. We have to move quickly."
Raph hoisted her up and they were off at a sprint.
By the time they reached the lair, April was there and waiting for them. "What happened?" she gasped.
"Bullet to the chest," Donnie replied. "I'm going to need your help."
"Right," she nodded.
Raph took the women straight to their makeshift infirmary and laid her on the bed.
"Out," Donatello snapped.
Left alone, the pair got to work donning latex gloves. As they checked her over, they found several other minor wounds from her fight that could wait. The bullet had not come out the other side and was still lodged somewhere in her chest. They were going to have to go in and retrieve it.
"How has she not bled out yet?" April questioned as they worked.
"I'm not sure," Donnie frowned. "Her blood doesn't seem to be flowing normally. It's like it's slowed down."
Carefully, they pieced her back together and pulled out any fragments they found. More than an hour had passed and yet somehow the women was still alive.
Finally, Donnie made the last stitch, closing the wound. "April, are you okay to start on the smaller lacerations while I fill everyone else in?"
"Sure," she picked up the women's left arm to assess it for any damage. "Donnie, wait! Look at this."
He moved back to her side. "I don't see anything," he replied, confused.
"Exactly!" April exclaimed. "Her cuts that she had earlier are gone." She moved down to look at her leg. There was a larger cut on her inner thigh. Before their eyes, the skin began to knit itself back together.
"Oh wow," Donnie whispered.
"What is she?" April murmured. She leaned in close looking at her face.
Suddenly, the women's eyes shot open. April screamed and jumped backwards. Her scream brought the other turtles running. They crashed into the lab to find the women in black sitting up right on the bed.
"Crap," she groaned, looking down at her exposed chest. They had to cut her shirt in order to get to the wound better. "You stitched me up." She withdrew a knife from up her sleeve and began cutting the stitches away.
"Hey, stop!" Donnie yelled.
Ignoring him, she kept cutting. "Relax Donatello."
"How do you know his name?" Leonardo stepped forward.
Once again, she ignored him. "You missed some." She placed the knife where the stitches were and pressed it into her skin.
"What are you doing?" exclaimed Donnie.
The knife was about an inch in before she stopped and pulled it back out. She stuck two fingers into the cut she had made.
"This chick is crazy," Raph grumbled.
The women pulled her fingers out and threw a piece of shrapnel on the instrument tray that was next to the bed. "Like I said, you missed some." Her skin was already healing back together.
Donnie was dumbfounded. "How?"
"She has superpowers dude!" Mikey jumped forward.
"Don't be stupid," Raph smacked him on the back of the head.
Sliding up one of her sleeves, the women punched something in a bracelet which projected a screen onto her arm.
"What're you doing?" questioned Leonardo.
Pressing another combination on the screen that appeared, a voice spoke from the device. "Go ahead," it said.
"I need an extraction. Five minutes at the surface," the women replied.
"We'll be waiting," the voice spoke again before the device shut off.
"You're not going anywhere until we get some answers," Leonardo crossed his arms and glared at her. "Who you are for starters?"
"That's of no concern to you. And as for leaving, I'd like to see you stop me." She met his glare with one of her own.
Both Leonardo and Raphael reached for their weapons.
"Let me put it this way boys," she hopped down from the table. "We've known about you for years now. In one minute I could have this place swarming with operatives, which would really be overkill seeing how easy I took you down already. You and your friends have been assessed and pose no threat to our organization. Therefore, after this we will have no contact with you. Forget I was ever here and we won't have a problem."
"But I have so many questions for you," Donnie spoke up. "Like how you heal so fast?"
"If what we've learned about you is correct, I'm sure you'll figure it out." She patted herself down. "Did any of you happen to pick up my gun?"
"We were a little busy saving your ungrateful ass lady," Raph scowled.
"Yes... saving," she used air quotes around saving, causing Raph's scowl to deepen. "Next time please don't." The women began walking towards the main area of the lair. "Now I really must be off."
As she passed Raphael, he reached out and grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Raphael! Release her," Splinter was standing in the doorway. He had heard most of the conversation, but was waiting out of sight in case he was needed.
"But Master," he began.
"Now," Splinter said firmly.
Raphael eased his hand open, "This ain't over."
"If you know what's good for you it is," she stared him down and then walked on. "Master Splinter," she bowed to him before exiting. "No need to escort me out. I know the way," she called over her shoulder.
Everyone stayed quiet until they heard the elevator doors close.
"What the shell," Mikey was the first to break the silence.
"April, help me collect her blood for samples." Donnie rushed to grab test tubes and syringes.
"Master Splinter, what do you wish us to do? Should we find a new lair?" Leonardo asked.
"No, if she was telling the truth, which I believe she was, than they mean no harm to us." Splinter stroked his beard in thought.
"But how'd they find us in the first place?" Raph slammed his fist down on a table.
"There are some questions which will never have answers, my son," replied Splinter, before turning back to his discussion with Leonardo.
That answer wasn't good enough for Raphael. He was going to find that women again and get answers to all their questions.