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Mid-Ward District, Tayseri Ward, the Citadel, Widow System, Serpent Nebula.
February 20th, 2183.

On the buildings above the streets full of the busy and unconcerned inhabitants of the Citadel, a 4'8" tall mutant turtle with a shade of dark lime green skin, carrying two nunchaku on his belt, was jumping between the rooftops. It was usually fortunate that no one on the Citadel bothered to look up, expecting to see skycars. Because as many long time residents of the Citadel would say, "you get bored of all those skycars within the end of your first week here".

So Hamato Michelangelo, or Michelangelo, or if you wanted something short, Mikey, after jumping one of the rooftops, stumbled as he panted and breathed heavily in exhaustion as he also had tears running down his face, staining his orange bandana.

Slowing down to a halt, Mikey soon stopped, sniffing as he tried holding back the tears, but soon slumped on the ground, putting his arms on his knees and then burying his face into his arms, not paying attention to the surroundings.

But this would prove to be a big misjudgment, as a security camera, mounted on the same roof as the building Mikey was on, in the middle of moving to look around within it's arc, soon managed to get a clear view on Mikey, and even though moving onwards, later stopped and went back to focus on the saddened and dejected mutant turtle, sitting down with his face in arms, unaware that he was being watched.


"David"!

The balding, dark haired, 5'10" tall Director of Olympus Cell, Cerberus' main operating cell on the Citadel, who was looking out of the windows of his office, looking at the vista and the skycars outside, knew who that deep, smooth British voice belonged to.

Turning his head, Bishop saw as Jack Webber, his 6'2" tall, curly dark blond haired and blue-green eyed, second in command and confident, gave one of his wide, warm smiles that looked sinister to some, but not to Bishop.
Jack must have some good news for me, then. I could use some after all these past few weeks...

After pressing buttons on his omni-tool, to ensure that no prying eyes would listen in, Bishop turned around and walked to his desk, whilst speaking with his right hand man.
"Jack! I do hope you've got some good news for me. I could really use some. After all, it'd be such a waste giving off that smile of yours just for some bad news".
At his boss' comment, which he finished with a smile, Jack chuckled slightly and then went as he sat down from across Bishop's desk, "Right. And your day's about to be brightened, David. I've got a new lead on the 'Turtles'".
An eyebrow raised and "Really? Do go on".
"One of them has been located. I've just got this news from our tech specialists. It seemed your idea paid off, David. They got this from a random security camera in the Mid-Ward District, and as soon as a still was available, I went up to here as fast as I could".

Taking a wrapped up, printed, still photograph out of his suit, Jack Webber handed it to David Bishop, who unwrapped it, and looked at it curiously for a few minutes before saying, "Mid-Ward District, you say"?
"That's right. And I've sent up operatives to follow and observe from a distance, as so we don't spook this, 'Turtle' as well as keep tabs for us and bring live updates as the situation develops".
"Good job, Jack. Well done. Now, here's what I want you to do. Go and see if there's been any change in the situation, and keep me updated when you can. In the meantime, I'm going off to make some calls".
"Understood".

As Jack got up and left, Director Bishop waited until he had left the office, then he got up from his desk, to draw the blinds on his other windows and the door.

And then, finally, he looked at one of the paintings on the wall behind him and slid his index finger under a fingerprint scanner that was carefully hidden within the frame.

Some beeping and chirping later, and then, the voice of the Illusive Man's assistant came out from speakers from the painting.
"Jana here. How may I help you, Director Bishop"?

"Hello, Jana. Is the boss' schedule free for a face-to-face meeting"?

"One moment, please..."

A few 5 minutes of waiting around and, "yes. He can see you at around now, Director Bishop".

"Good. Thanks, Jana".
"You're welcome".

The transmission was cut off from Jana's end, as then, Director Bishop exited his room, locked the office and went to a grey circle in the floor, that was surrounded by two sofas, a coffee table, bookshelves, a fireplace and a vidscreen.

Standing still for a while, Bishop was then used to the sounds emitted as an orange cylindrical light rose out of the ground, scanning Bishop.
And soon, he found himself in that large, darkened room, facing his boss, the Illusive Man.

Sitting in his chair, ever present with a cigarette in between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, the Illusive Man's very unhuman and unnatural eyes looked upon Director Bishop.
"Report".
"Sir, we've found one of the Turtles".


Well, sorry for the delay everyone, but I had trouble trying to figure out how to begin this chapter, but soon I worked out this to begin "Mikey's Worth".

Next chapter, we'll be focusing on the Turtles and also, what led Mikey up to this moment.

So anyways, don't forget to leave a review at anytime and see you next time!