Staring out into the window of the ship, Donatello's reddish eyes widen. The sight before him was shocking, yet he knew that he shouldn't be surprised. The city they had fled months ago looked alien to him. After all, they brewed up that storm, so the Kraang are much more capable than that and they had plenty of time to alter everything they once knew. Looking back at his friends and family, he saw that they had still slept. The dim light lit their faces and he knew they were in for a surprise when they wake up.

Darting his attention back to the front, he scanned the scene over again. Donnie landed the ship a good distance outside the city close to a sewer drainage field. That's where they were going to enter to get back to the lair. However, with this distance one could make out a good chunk of the city. Deep in his mind, he knew it was going to take a lot of work and resources to fix everything. Smoke and gasses emitted from the tallest of the city's building, covering the area is a dark haze. It was early morning, but the sun hardly shone for New York City. What did shine, were the tall purple crystals surrounding the city. Making out blobs roaming, he figured that they were the mutated citizens that inhabited the city.

Feeling disgusted, he turned away, knowing that he needed to rest. A yawn broke from him from exhaustion. Don headed towards the back and then slumped down to the ground next to his brothers. Nothing could be accomplished while he was tired and he had a long day ahead of him. Sleep didn't come easy to him though, as his mind was restless. When he had drifted off to sleep, he would then jerk back awake in discomfort. Rolling his shoulders, he sighed and stared at the metal ceiling above him. His eyes traced every intricate crease and design. Feeling his eyes get heavy, he finally drifted off to sleep.

After a few hours, murmurs sounded in Donnie's ears that he couldn't make out. His cheek was cold from the metal he laid on and his neck felt extremely stiff. Moaning, he didn't want to get up. Suddenly, his senses jolted him awake, causing a dull pain to emit from his neck. Opening his drowsy eyes, he was greeted with the sight of the gang standing in front of him, looking out towards the city. Knowing what they felt, he shrugged off the feelings of drowsiness and rolled his shoulders.

"Oh, morning guys." Donnie mumbled as he stood up.

They turned around and greeted him. However, they then bombarded him on what he was going to do. Their faces held extreme concern for the alienated city ahead. As they scooted around him, Don felt the tension press up against him. All eyes were on him and they were all talking at once, causing him to not catch every phrase.

Then rubbing the back of his neck, a stern frown formed on his face. He replied with "Well, I need to get into the supplies and make respirators similar to what we used in Dimension X."

With all the Kraang technology they looted, along with the tools Donnie brought, it was a manageable task. Staring into Leo's indigo eyes, he knew his older brother was thinking up a plan. Once they had the means to breathe the air, he would lead them out onto their next mission. Nodding towards Leo, he turned away and stretched his limbs. April walked over to his side, looking him in the eyes.

"If you want, I'll help." She offered him

Warmth spread inside him at her offer. Any chance for them to bond was much appreciated and without hesitated he nodded in excitement.

"Ok, well we'll need to shift through this stuff. Once I got the right components we can get to work." He said with enthusiasm.

Looking at April, he admired her. To him, she was a strong and intelligent being that was encased in beauty. Shifting away from his poetic thoughts, he felt the need to impress her even though deep down he knew that she was just his friend. Without hesitation, he started digging through the crates in what looked like a storage compartment.

It took about an hour before Donnie was satisfied with the amount that they shifted through. Bringing their haul towards the center of the ship, he motioned for April to set down her share. Once all the components were spread out, he sat down and began to work. His brow furrowed in concentration and he stuck his tongue from the corner of his mouth. Sitting there diligently, April handed parts he asked for and gave ideas to certain things. Behind them, Casey watched without speaking.

Raph saw this and came over to talk to him.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked his friend.

"Man, it's just lately April has been paying more attention to Donnie and I don't like it. I mean come on!" Casey complained in a hushed voice.

Scoffing, Raph was tired of the Donnie and Casey rivalry. Donnie was his brother and Casey was his best friend, he was sick of it.

"Look man, why does it matter who April pays attention to? Donnie feels that way about you and her all the time. You two just need to suck it up and get over it. I'm pretty sure she's tired of it too. Besides, we have more important things to think about than who gets the girl." Raph lectured in a low angry tone.

Rolling his eyes, Casey let out an "Argh."

Cutting him off before he could continue to complain, Raph added "Besides, what about your family? They are in that city right now and you're worrying about a girl."

Realization hit him hard and with a shamed face, he looked down. Raph wasn't usually one to preach wise words, but his friend made a good point. He missed his family terribly and he thought about them often. Sitting here getting jealous wasn't going to help them right now. Deep down he knew he needed Donnie's help to get his family back.

Looking back up at Raph, he put his arm around him. "For a tough guy, you can be pretty sensitive."

Grunting, Raph punched him for the remark and then they switched topics to something else. Over to the front, Leo stood looking out, examining the darkened city. Swimming in thoughts, images of his battle flashed in his mind. Shrugging them off, he eyed the drain pipe they were going to enter later. He felt that someone was standing behind him, he glanced over his shoulder. Mikey's bright blue eyes met his in anticipation, hoping his brother had answers.

"Are we going to be able to get back to the lair?" He asked Leo.

Sighing, Leo replied with "I'm positive Mikey. Don't worry."

Inching closer, Mikey then asked "Are you feeling ok, bro? You seem...on edge."

Mikey had always been sensitive to things, even though he wasn't always the brightest. It didn't stop him from knowing when his brothers had something bothering them; growing up along side them, he was close to them.

"I'm fine Mikey, I'm just trying to figure out our next move." Leo assured.

Looking back at Donnie and April, he pointed at them and continued "With Donnie's devices, we'll be able to get to the lair and I'll come up with our next move."

Nodding, Mikey looked at them working. He then started to hear Icecream Kitty Mewling; with all the recent events he forgot about her. Realizing this, he rushed over to the cooler he placed in the back corner and sought her company.