Rise of the Turtles Prt 1.

Eleanor's POV.

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Everyday is the same routine. Wake up from my alarm, get ready for school, feed my pet alligator lizard, the whole shebang.

I sat up from my sleeping form. My hair in a large mess, indicating I had the same dream again. *Sigh* Third time this week.

I got out of my bed and struggled my way to the bathroom, to start my morning routine. I tiredly brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I stared at the mirror and saw a blurred image of a ghostly pale person. I wasn't wearing my glasses. I found my glasses on the counter and put them on.

I looked again and saw a ghostly pale Caucasian-American girl, with short ravenette hair with blue and violet streaks, and amber-brown eyes.

I checked her teeth. She had small fangs and a cute gap in the middle of her upper central incisors. The whole inside of her mouth, tongue and uvular, were shades of light blue.

Around her eyes, I saw very dark rings, indicating years of no sleep or crying. I've been crying in my sleep again. I definitely had that dream again.

Oh, forgive me. はじめまして. (Hajimemashite/Nice to meet you.) My name is Eleanor Tang Shen Hamato. But, my friends call me Ellie or Elle. I'm 14 years old and I'm just your normal high school student from New York.

Well, I'm not really. No one is actually normal, are they? I'm of Japanese descent, although it's hard to see. And I'm the youngest of two daughters. Well, the only daughter now.

You wanna know about my dream? Well, okay. It's like every time I have this dream.

I'm at a garden house, in Tokyo. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. A man passes by me. He turns to apologise, then leaves. He looked like my uncle. Inside the house, I meet a woman. She was very beautiful and very kind. In her arms was a baby girl. She looked just like her mother.

After meeting the woman, everything started going downhill. The house caught fire and collapsed. The woman died in the collapsed house. The baby taken away by a shadowed figure. The man survived, but depressed by his loss. Finally, everything around me goes black.

Once everything cleared, I find myself in an alley of New York. In front of me are four boys, wearing different colors, brothers by the look of them. They were always in the same order; blue, red, purple and orange. Behind me is a tall man in metallic armor. I couldn't see their faces, but I still remember the boys as clear as day. I wonder why.

The boy in blue reaches out his hand to me. I felt like I could trust him and his brothers. As I begin to move, the man begins to dash toward me. I wake up as soon as I touch the boy's hand, and the man got his claws on me.

Anyway, back to my life. I got dressed into my casual wear, which consisted of an dark green, short sleeved hoodie over a long-sleeved shirt with webbed sleeves. Black and white striped fingerless gloves. A leather choker with a turtle locket pendant. Black khaki pants. Leg braces with a corrective belt and dark grey sneakers.

I wear leg braces because I was born with very weak legs. Similar to Vorlik's Syndrome, but my bones are not hollow.

I walked into my room and turned on my pet lizard's heat lamp.

My pet baby lizard Mulan, is a four month old Texas Alligator Lizard. I named her after one of my heroes, the Chinese legend Hua Mulan.

I saved her from a protest rally in Central Park three months ago. I know alligator lizards are not meant to be in New York. Must've been destiny or something.

"Good morning, Mulan. Did you sleep well?" I called and asked.

Esther opened her eyes, looked at me and licked her lips, as if she was greeting me and asking me for breakfast.

I smiled, "Okay. Give me one second." I walked over to my closet and got a small tub of Esther's favorite meal; meal worms and crickets.

I gave Mulan five crickets, a small handful of the worms, and she began picking on them, one by one.

I envied Mulan. Being part of nature and not needing to be judged by any form of characteristics. It must feel very peaceful. In the animal world, there's no such thing as war. Yet, there is in humanity.

I sat on my bed and opened the turtle-shaped locket. It placed a sad and peaceful tune. My family on one side, and my uncle's family on the other.

(A/N: The tune was Davy Jones' theme is Music Box.)

I'll tell you about it some other time. It's too painful to talk about it right now. My train of thought was broken by my father's voice.

"Eleanor! Breakfast is ready." He called.

Well, Kirby O'Neil is not really my father. But, he behaves like one to me. He was a childhood friend of my real father. He's looking after me, while my father works on my mother and older sister's murder case.

I really don't want to talk about what happened that day. Too many bad memories and it's too painful. But, I was really glad Father is still alive and well. But, he's hardly home, due to his job.

I got my school stuff into my backpack and made my way to the dining room. Kirby's biological daughter, April, was already in the dinning room, sitting next to my favourite chair.

April is very distinctive from me. She is a 16 year old Caucasian girl with natural ginger hair, which she ties in a ponytail with a headband, and light blue eyes. She wore her casual, yellow shirt, short, denim shorts, black leggings and brown boots.

Kirby placed a plate in front of me and April. On my plate was waffles with strawberries. April just had toast with jam.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Girls? Tonight, I thought that I'd treat you all out to a movie. Now, the movie is gonna be a surprise, so you'll have to wait till after school." Kirby spoke up and announced to us.

"That sounds great, Dad." April smiled.

I smiled as well, then something came to me, "What's the occasion, Kirby?"

Kirby smiled, "Oh nothing much. Just that I'm gonna get my promotion today."

April smiled, squealed in joy and hugged Kirby, while I just smiled. I should explain. Kirby O'Neil is an assistant psychologist. He's been working really hard to earn this promotion; full-on psychologist. It's the next level to his dream career; A psychiatric professor.

April and I finished our breakfast, got our backpacks and made our way to school. The moment we leave the apartment, I couldn't help but feel that we're being watched. I try to shrug it off and not look behind me.

But, the feeling just kept growing until we left the building. After that, it just melts away. It's probably my paranoia problems, or the fact that I feel uncomfortable when in an empty hallway. Eh, you never know, right?

Half-way to school, April and I walked past an alley, and I couldn't help but look over. It was very creepy. I saw shadows, and the boys from my dream, standing over a manhole. The boy in blue reached out his hand to me again.

The tension vanished as soon as April spoke up, "Ellie, are you feeling alright?"

I looked at April, "Yeah. I'm fine."

"Did you see something?" She asked.

I looked at the alley again and it was empty. The boys were not there and a small grey sewer rat just scurried by.

"I thought I just saw... Never mind." I said, shaking my head, then continued down the road to school.

April looked at the alley herself, then followed me.

Maybe I should explain, I'm not really like everyone else. I was born with very strange abilities. Cool, but strange. Like, I'm able to sense and feel the emotions of people around me. Such as anger, sadness, guilt, happiness and love.

I have eidetic memory. Which means I can recall anything that I've seen, heard or touched since I was two. I have dreams that, after a few days or weeks, come true.

To keep track of my dreams, I always carry one of my many sketchpads with me. I call them Dreampads.

And I'm able to understand animals, like they're talking English to me.

I can do other things, but I'm better off showing you than telling. By now, I can tell you don't believe me.

Anywho, back to my day at school.

The day at school went by quite quickly. Classes weren't boring, like they were yesterday. During art class, I resumed my sketch on the boys in my dream. I was able to see their eyes this time.

The boy in blue had sapphire eyes.

The boy in red had green eyes that can glow in the dark.

The boy in purple had red, nearly maroon-ish eyes.

And the boy in orange had baby blue eyes.

The colours began to feel like they give out distinctive personalities. I wonder why...

Recess was fun and everyone minded their own business. I think it was because next week was Spring Break. Everyone was talking about what they were gonna do for the holiday. But, I don't have any plans for such an occasion. Just practice my free-running skills and ninjutsu.

You heard right. I know ninjutsu. I've been learning since I was four years old, by one of the best martial arts masters my mother could find; Miyamoto Usagi. He was my mother's childhood friend, along my uncle. And he's not like everyone else. How? Believe it, or not, he's an anthropomorphic white rabbit samurai.

Crazy, right? But I didn't mind.

Aside from April, Miyamoto-Sensei was the first friend I ever had. Well, real friend anyway. I used to have an imaginary friend, when I was little.

I met my friend when I was only 4, before I started training with Miyamoto-Sensei. I got lost during a family shopping day and I was crying on the streets, nearby a sewer grate. I heard a voice, which helped me feel better, and I began speaking to it.

I never learned my childhood friend's name. Neither did I see its face. All I saw were a pair of sapphire eyes and a gentle voice. He stopped coming when I turned 10.

Miyamoto-Sensei taught me everything he knew about the art of self-defence. However, he died a year before my family did.

The same men, that killed my mother, came to the dojo, asking Sensei about something secret. Sensei refused, fought back and ended up getting killed by the man in armor.

I still remember the clan emblem on the men's backs when they killed my teacher.

A few weeks before he died, Sensei told me that if anything would happen to him, I will find a new teacher, a friend that he grew up with.

His description of his friend was; "A man with wisdom you cannot see."

Then, in my arms, with his last breathe, Sensei whispered a name in my ear; "Hamato Yoshi."

Hamato Yoshi was my uncle. My mother's older brother. My mother used to tell me that he died a long time ago.

After school was finished, I walked alongside April home and entered my room to do my homework.

I'm very smart for my age and was able to finish my homework. Heck, I skipped pre-school, kindergarten and three grades of elementary school.

I finished my homework just before one of my favorite shows was about to start; Space Heroes. Call me a geek all you want. I like the show and I'm free to my own opinions.

I jumped onto my bed and switched on the T.V. Space Heroes was on and I watched intensely, as the galactic ship was under attack.

"Mr. Crenshaw, status report!" The main protagonist, Captain Ryan, requested of the Second in Command, Mr. Crenshaw.

"Status? I'll give you the status! We're gonna blow up in two seconds!" Crenshaw answered on the verge of a mental breakdown. Captain Ryan smacked Crenshaw across the face, knocking some sense into him. "Thank you, Captain." Crenshaw thanked, relieved.

"Gentlemen, I have a bold and daring plan. There's no time for hesitation. My orders must be carried out without question!" Captain Ryan said boldly and heroically.

"Aye, sir!" The crewmates answered in full trust of the Captain.

I smiled at the character's actions. Shame I'm the only one who likes the show. Oh well. To each his own.

After the show was over and gave Mulan her supper, I heard a knock on my door.

"Ellie, are you watching that silly show again? Come on, it's movie time!" I heard April's voice from the other side.

I quickly switched off the TV, put my homework in my desk and put my shoes on.

I opened the door and April was waiting at the doorway.

"Took you long enough." April joked with a smile.

I lightly giggled. We made our way down the stairs and Kirby was waiting by the entrance.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

Both of us nodded in answer. With that said and done, we made our way downtown.

It was nightfall, when we got downtown. The city was beautiful at night. The streetlights and neon signs made the place glow in wonder and magic. The colors are eye-catching. It was just a shame that very few stores are open at night.

We were just a few blocks away from the movies, until a white van, with a strange logo, parked in front of us.

The driver, a tall, scrawny-looking man in a white tank top, jeans and brown shoes, exit the van. Accompanying him were four men with the same generic face, a deadpan Caucasian male with dark hair and dark eyes. All of them wearing the same business suit.

"What? What is this?" Kirby asked, slowly backing away in fear. April hid behind her father.

"Get behind me." I told Kirby and April, as I stood in front of them and got into a defensive stance.

I looked at the identical men. Something about their faces look very familiar.

I tried to roundhouse kick the center one, but he caught my ankle and flipped me over his shoulder. Another did the same with April, as the other two knocked Kirby out and threw him into the van.

"Let us go!" I told the men, but they didn't listen.

"Help! Help!" April called, as she tried to fight back, but the men were unfazed.

"Hey!" We heard an unfamiliar voice call, getting one of the men, that threw Kirby into the van, attention.

I looked over my shoulder and saw a... anthropomorphic turtle, around the same size as 15 year old male, wearing ninja gear and a red bandana mask over his green eyes?

Now, I've seen everything. He punched the man in the stomach. The man bent forward and toppled back a bit.

Three more turtles joined the red masked one, fighting the other men. Each with a colored mask; blue, purple and orange. Just like my dream.

The blue masked turtle kicked the man that held me, causing him to drop me, and back-flipped out of the way, as the man chased him. I landed on my feet and took an offensive stance.

I guess the man, the red masked turtle punched, recovered from the hit, because I heard the red masked turtle say, "Still standing, huh? I'll fix that."

Then, the entire place turned into a street fight. The turtles and I against the strange men. The turtles weren't doing very well, as they were getting into each other's way by either their weapons, or themselves.

"Watch it!" The blue masked turtle told the red masked one, as he bumped into him.

"You watch it!" The red one shot back.

The blue one leap-frogged over his opponent and tried to keep his fight away from the red one as possible.

You know what? This is becoming a handful. I'm just gonna give the turtles nicknames of their colored masks, until I get their names.

Red dodged a powerful punch from the man in front of him, but bumped into Purple.

"Watch it, Donnie!" Red told Purple.

'Donnie', huh? Must be short for Donatello. Well that's one out of four.

The turtles continued to clash into each other, as the fight continued on. Orange and Red got their weapons tangled, but they dodged just in time before they got hit. Donnie did quite well, until Blue clashed with him and then tried to hit the man in front of him, but Red got in the way and Blue hit Red's shell.

"What the-" Red exclaimed, until he was punched out of the way. The man that punched Red started attacking Blue, but Blue jumped out of the way.

Using his sais, Red caught his opponent's attack and tried to throw him over his back, but the man wouldn't move, "Oh, come on!" The man punched Red across the street.

Blue dodged each attack his opponent gave him. Then he bumped, back-to-back with me. I looked at him and he looked me. Then, we looked at our opponents.

An idea hit me. "Double-team?" I proposed to Blue.

Blue looked a little confused, but answered, "Sure."

Blue jumped into the air and gave my opponent a flying-kick. While, I ducked and gave his opponent a leg-sweep and a powerful punch, which threw him a few feet away.

"You're really good." Blue smiled at me. Something about his eyes felt familiar to me. They were sapphire. Where have I seen them before?

I smiled back, "Thanks. You too." Then noticed Blue's opponent was back on his feet, "Watch out!" Both of us got punched and the force threw us into a trash can, "Ow!"

We recovered and returned to the fight.

"Hey, cut it out! Stop! Ow!" April told the man that had hold of her. Her voice caught Donnie's attention.

He threw his staff at the man. The force caused him to let go of April and fly forward. Donnie was able to catch April, before she hit the ground, "Gotcha!"

April looked at Donnie. Donnie smiled, but April screamed at him. Donnie screamed back and dropped April.

Realising what just happened, Donnie tried to explain, "No, no, no. No. Don't worry. We're the good guys." April didn't pay attention and tried to back off, due to fear of a giant talking turtle.

Am I the only calm one in this group? Wow. Just wow.

"It's okay." Donnie told her in a calm and gentle tone.

April looked behind her and two men were advancing toward her. She looked back at Donnie, who smiled and reached out his hand to her. April was about to grab his hand until Donnie was hit in the head by Orange's nun-chucks. Donnie shot a glare at him.

"Whoops! Sorry." Orange sheepishly apologised, then shouted, "Watch out!"

Donnie looked back and the man punched him Orange in the same fashion as Blue and I. Donnie recovered and saw April, gagged and bound, being taken away in the van.

"They're getting away! They got the girl!" Donnie exclaimed, as he grabbed his staff and dashed after the van.

I noticed and dashed after the van as well, "April!"

Red and Blue followed after us. "You just jabbed me with your sword." Red shouted at Blue.

"Well, I didn't know you were gonna land where I was stabbing." Blue shot back, as we ran after the van.

Unfortunately, we lost them at the corner. Out of frustration and beating myself up for being unable to save my best friend, I punched the nearest wall with enough force that it cracked on impact.

"畜生! (Chikushō/Damn it!)" I cursed.

I felt a three-fingered, scaly hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw it was Blue who put his hand over my shoulder.

"We'll save them." He told me in a calm tone. His calm aura calmed me down.

"Thank you." I bowed to them.

Red and Donnie looked at each other in confusion. "Wait, you're not gonna scream and run, like your friend did?" Donnie asked.

"Why should I? You guys just helped me try and save my friend. Also, there's something familiar about you, but I can't put my finger on it." I answered casually. Blue smiled in understanding.

"Well, my name is Leonardo. But, you can call me Leo." Blue, Leo, introduced himself.

"I'm-" Donnie was about to introduce himself, but I cut him off, "Donatello. But your friends call you Donnie."

"How did you know that?" Donnie asked, surprised.

"I've got good hearing." I answered with a small shrug.

Red kept quiet. I guess he doesn't trust me yet. Tough guy act, huh?

"That's Raphael." Leo told me.

I bowed in greeting, "はじめまして. I'm Eleanor, but you guys can call me Ellie."

The turtles looked at me, then bowed back. Then, Donnie realised something.

"Where's Mikey?" He asked.

"He must be back on the street." Leo said.

We ran back to the street and walked into Orange, or Mikey. He looked like he just saw something creepy and dark. Like a ghost, or an alien.

"Guys! Guys! You're never gonna believe this! That dude, he- he- Had a brain!" Mikey tried to explain about one of the men we fought.

"We all have brains, Mikey." Leo pointed out.

"Not all of us." Donnie interjected.

"In our chests?" Mikey asked, as if he was panicking in innocence.

I raised an eyebrow. A brain in his chest? Where does that sound familiar?

"No, Mikey. Not in our chests." Leo answered, shaking his head.

"You're not listening to me!" Mikey shouted, in panic and anger. Leo slapped him in the face and Mikey flinched, "Did you just slap me?"

"I was calming you down." Leo answered casually.

"Why would that calm me down?" Mikey asked.

"I think he's delusional." Donnie said as he observed Mikey's actions. I shook my head.

"Just-just come here." Mikey told us, as he walked off to an alley, where he said he saw the man with a brain in his chest.

"I'm telling you. The big guy was a robot and he had a freaky-weird alien brain thing in his chest. You gotta believe me." He told us, as we followed him.

"I'm not sure we do." Raphael said blankly.

"Oh, yeah? Well, you'll change your tune when you see that he's-" Mikey was about to shoot back, but his little story proof was not there anymore, "Gone?" Mikey looked at his brothers. Raphael shook his head, as the rest of them walked away.

Mikey sulked in disappointment. I placed a hand over his shoulder.

He looked at me and I smiled, "I believe you."

Mikey regained his smile, then followed his brothers.

They made their way to a manhole, in the same alley I was looking at this morning, and Raph opened it. Leo walked to the edge and looked at me.

I was staring into the manhole. All I can see was darkness. I heard rushing water and sewer rats squeaking.

My train of thought was broken, when I noticed a hand reaching to me. I looked up and it was Leo reaching his hand to me.

"Wanna come with us?" He asked.

I looked at the four turtles. In a flash, they were replaced by the boys that were in my dream for a second. That was when I realized. The boys were the turtles.

I thought for a second, then took Leo's hand with a smile. The moment my hand touched his, I felt something spark in my heart, but I kept quiet about it.

Raph, Mikey and Donnie jumped down, and Leo lead me down the manhole.

The turtles lead me to their home. It was like an abandoned underground train station with six rooms. I stared in awe.

Leo looked at me, "Wait out here. We need to tell our sensei what happened tonight." I nodded in understanding and waited at the toll-gates.

The turtles walked to the center of the left three, which lead to a dojo. The door opened to reveal a anthropomorphic brown rat, that was around the same size as a grown man, and wearing a dark red kimono.

"Master Splinter, we have a small problem." Leo told the rat, Splinter.

Splinter looked at me. I looked at him and bowed in welcome, and he bowed his head in return. Again, there was something in his eyes too. They were amber-brown like mine. Something very familiar, but I can't put my finger on it.

"Bring her in." He told the turtles.

Donnie motioned me to follow. Something told me I wasn't the 'problem' Leo was talking about.

I walked with the turtles, into the dojo, stood in the corner and allowed them to tell the story of what happened to April and her father.

"And so your inability to work together allowed them all to get away." Splinter scolded the turtles.

"Well, maybe if I didn't have to waste time arguing with hero boy, I could've saved them." Raphael pointed out, glaring at Leo.

"Hey, if you hadn't gotten in my way, I could have done it." Leo snapped back, then looked at Donnie, "And you went flying off on your own. How smart was that?"

"Well, it would've worked out great, if somebody hadn't hit me in the head with their nunchucks!" Donnie exclaimed, glaring at Mikey.

"Well, none of this would've happened if-" Mikey was about to look next to him, but no one was there, "Somebody hadn't trusted us to go up there in the first place."

Leo, Donnie, Raph and I gasped at what Mikey said and who he blamed; Master Splinter himself.

Mikey realized his mistake and began to apologise, "Oh, geez. Sensei, I didn't mean to-"

"No, Michelangelo. You are right." Splinter cut Mikey off.

"I am?/He is?" The turtles and I asked in unison.

"You were not fully prepared for what was up there. I trained you to fight as individuals, not as a team. And as your teacher, your father, the responsibility for that is mine. Perhaps in another year we can try again." Master Splinter explained how it was his fault for April's kidnapping, then suggested on waiting.

"Another year? Ha- Has everybody forgotten that people were kidnapped? They don't have a year! Sensei, we have to do something now!" Donnie exclaimed. Splinter and I looked at him.

"You weren't there, Sensei. You didn't see the way that girl looked into my eyes. She was scared. And she was counting on me, us, to save her!" He explained.

Then I sensed something change in Master Splinter's demeanor. He was looking at a photo, on the shelves. As he stared, I could hear fire and a collapsing house echo all around me.

Could he be...? No, it's not possible.

"Yes, you must save her." Splinter said, breaking my train of thought.

"I agree, Sensei. But in that fight, we weren't exactly a well-oiled machine." Leo said.

"Like that robot with the brain thingy." Mikey compared.

"Give a rest!" Raph told Mikey, still not believing him on his story.

Splinter stroked his beard in thought, "If you are to fight more effectively as a unit, you are going to need a leader."

"Can I be the leader?" Leo asked, raising his hand.

"Why should you be the leader? I kicked your butt. I should be the leader." Raph pointed out.

"Hey, I'm smarter than all you guys put together. It should be me." Donnie argued.

"No way! It should be me!" Mikey said, getting stares from his brothers, "I don't really have a reason. I just think it would be neat."

Splinter looked at me, his face asking if I wanted to be in charge of the group.

I quickly shook my head. I may know the outside world better than the turtles, but I'm not leadership material. Besides, Leo asked. He deserves a chance.

"This is a difficult decision. I will meditate on it." He told us, entering his room. He closed the door for a second, then opened it, "It's Leonardo." Then closed it again.

Leo smiled, but noticed that Raphael was not very happy about the decision. "No hard feelings, Raph?" He asked.

"Stick it in your shell." Raph muttered, storming out of the dojo.

*A few hours later.*

Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey and I arrived at a nearby rooftop, just across the road of an abandoned company building with the same logo as the van that took Kirby and April.

"Explain to me one more time what we're doing here." Mikey asked, trying to break the silence.

We moaned in annoyance at Mikey's attention span.

"Mikey, we've been over this. That building has the same logo as the van that was used to kidnap the family." Leo explained, pointing to the building, "So if we wait here long enough, one of the kidnappers will eventually show his face. And when he does, we'll make him tell us where they took them." Leo finished with as little detail as possible for Mikey to understand.

"And then we got ourselves a van!" Mikey cheered, missing what Leo just told him.

Leo face-palmed in annoyance, "Just hit the guy I tell you to."

"Will do!" Mikey smiled with a thumbs-up.

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" Raph asked Leo.

"Trust me. They'll be here any second." He answered with a confident smile.

And so we waited. Donnie and Mikey played a little paper-volley. While Raph and I did some sparing. Eventually we got a bit bored after half an hour, so we did something else.

Mikey took a small nap. Raph was just watching the stars. Donnie was using one of Mikey's nun-chucks as a jump-rope. And I counted his jumps. At 205 jumps, Donnie missed a jump and tripped over.

An hour and a half has passed, and I was hanging upside down from the billboard, Raph was still staring into space, and Mikey and Donnie were playing 'What-I'm-Thinking-Of'.

"Okay, I'm thinking of something green. Ga-reen. Ga-reen." Mikey said, in his turn to think of something. He made obvious emphasis on the 'Green' part, and was lightly pointing at Raph.

"Is it Raphael again?" Donnie asked, bored of the game.

"Man, you're good at this!" Mikey exclaimed in slight excitement.

Two hours of waiting, and Leo never left his spot. Raph had enough, so he walked over to him. I dropped down from the billboard, and lied down on the roof, recovering from the blood rushing to my head.

"Give it up already. The guy's not gonna show." Raph told Leo, losing his patience.

"We have to be patient." Leo reminded.

"No, you have to come up with a better plan, 'cause the five of us standing here with our thumbs up our noses..." Raph began complaining, until Mikey spoke up.

"I don't think they'd fit." He said, looking at his thumbs, taking Raph's words literally.

"Is pointless!" Raph finished.

"You sure about that, Raph?" Leo asked with a confident smirk.

"He just showed up, didn't he?" Raph asked, as the van finally showed up, "I should've complained two hours ago."

The driver turned off the engine of the van and exit.

"Gentlemen, I have a bold and daring plan. There's no time for hesitation. My orders must be carried out without question." Leo announced, quoting a heroic speech from... Space Heroes? He likes Space Heroes too? During his speech, Raph sighed, grabbed my hand and we dashed into the shadows.

Leo noticed we were gone and called, "Guys? Guys, wait up!"

The driver walked to the front of his van and saw us walking toward him.

"All right, buddy. We can do this the easy way, or, my vote, the hard way." Raph reasoned, smiling and drawing his sais. The rest of us followed suite, in case we break into another fight.

"Yeah, look at it logically. There are five of us and one of you." Donnie summarized, then chuckled, "What are you gonna do?"

The driver stared at us, then pulled out an unfamiliar gun. He fired pink-purple lasers at us. Leo grabbed my hand and we jumped for cover.

"You had to ask!" Raph shouted at Donnie.

The driver entered his van. We got out of our cover, as he began to drive away.

"He's getting away again!" Donnie told Leo.

"No, he's not." Leo said, as we made our way to the roofs and began chasing the van and the driver.

Raph tried to dash ahead and jumped on top of the van. However the driver swayed the van and threw Raph into a wall of an apartment building. Leo, Mikey, Donnie and I continued the chase on the van by the rooftops.

The driver fired his gun at us. Donnie, Mikey and I jumped out of the way, while Leo stayed on the track. He threw a ninja star, and the star flew toward a tire. The tire blew flat and threw van onto its side. I watched the van fly into the air and land on its side. Leo landed beside me.

"Now we're getting somewhere." He smiled.

The turtles and I re-grouped and snuck behind an apartment building, just in front of the van. Leo gave out a couple of hand signals that indicated that he wanted us to circle the van from behind.

"I don't know what that means." Raph said, waving his hands in poor mimicry.

"Go around back." Leo translated.

"Why didn't he just say so?" Mikey asked. I face-palmed. He just did.

The turtles and I made our way around the back of the van. The van had one backdoor open with delivery boxes inside. I looked inside the van and saw something glowing light blue.

"Raph, come help me with this." I called Raph.

He walked over and he helped me open the other door. As we opened the door, a stray canister rolled out of the van and made its way to Mikey's feet. The contents inside the canister had the same light blue glow and looked like alien goo that we see in science fiction shows.

"Mom?" Mikey asked in astonishment and confusion.

To be continued...