I was watching the second movie and noticed something I hadn't before. Professor Perry, at the dance thing, picked up the container of the last of the ooze. I started to wonder what he would do with it, considering the ordeal he had just went through, and this popped into my head. Well, I do hope you like it! On with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own the TMNT or any related characters, but I do own my character.

"They know!!!"

"How!?"

"I don't know!"

"Professor Jordan Perry!!!!!!!! Professor Kyle Jones!!!!!" someone shouted from outside the apartment door, "Open this door now!!!!! We know what you're doing!!!!" Then the people outside proceeded to bang on the door as the two men inside looked at it.

Prof. Perry turned from the soon to break door to look into his daughter's scared eyes. "It will be alright," he reassured her.

"I'm scared though," the 5-year-old said.

"Shhhh," he said soothingly. He went down on one knee and pulled the little one into a hug. Then he held her shoulders at arms length. "You have to go," he said.

"You both do," the other man, Prof. Jones said to the last occupant of the room, his son, who was also 5.

Prof. Perry's daughter wiped her eyes with her arm and looked at her father. She knew that he was as scared as she was, but he was being strong for her. She would be strong for him then. "Where?" she asked.

"To the place I told you about." He wrapped her coat around her and placed a hat on her head. "Do you remember the stories?" he asked them both.

"Yes," they answered, nodding their heads.

"Good," Prof. Perry said. He smiled, and walked up to the window and opened it. The cold night air blew into the small place. "Take the fire escape up to the roof. You know the way from there."

Prof. Jones turned to his son. "Protect her at all cost!" he said.

His son said nothing, but nodded his already hatted head. He understood the amount of danger they were in, and he would protect this girl.

A huge bang and a crack made them all look towards the door again.

"What about you daddy!?" his daughter asked, as he and Prof. Jones hurried the children to the window.

"Just go!" Prof. Perry shouted, looking back at the cracking door, "I'll follow you when I can!"

"Okay," she said, scared again, but determined not to let it show, "I love you daddy!"

"I love you too, my little Angel." Then she turned away and hurried up the fire escape to the roof and the boy gave them a quick nod, tears forming in his eyes, and he quickly followed. Prof. Perry slammed the window shut and turned to face the door.

The door finally broke and busted open. Several men dressed in suits and wearing sunglasses rushed into the room. The one in charge walked in slowly as a few others detained the Profs and the rest searched the small apartment.

"Negative," one of the searching men said.

"Where are they?" the man in charge asked them in a calm voice but anger still showed through his voice.

"To a place where you will never find them!" Prof. Perry shouted.

"We shall see," the man threatened. Then his radio went off and he held it up to his ear. "Yes, well then follow them you idiots!"

He turned to face the two detained men. "It seems that the second unit spotted them hopping roofs. They won't get far."

The two only glared at him.

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"We're being followed!" the girl shouted.

The boy took a glance back at the pursuers and then tightened his grip on the girl's wrist, as they jumped over to a different rooftop. "Keep up," he said desperately.

"I'm trying!"

They continued running, jumping roof to roof, the pursuers falling slightly behind. Suddenly, a group of the suited men appeared in front of them! They instantly skidded to a halt.

The boy looked around for an opening, a hole, anything that could let them escape. Then he found it. He pointed it out with his head to the girl and she gave a short nod. Then they both jumped over the side of the building.

"Whoa!" one of the men said as they watched the children jump. Then, looking over the side, they realized that the children had only jumped onto another fire escape, and were now at the bottom, taking off into the near- bye Central Park. Then the men came back to their senses and followed them.

The two children hid in the bushes and the men ran past. "How are we going to get out of here?" the girl whispered in a frightened voice.

The boy didn't know. He knew he was as scared as she was, but wasn't about to show it! He was supposed to be protecting her. Then he noticed something.

"There!" he hissed, pointing to the sidewalk/street in front of them. On the ground, next to the bush they were hiding in, was a manhole. "You can go in that and I'll lead them away!"

"But..."

"No buts," he said, pulling away the top. It was extremely heavy and the girl had to help him. They moved it enough for her to squeeze through.

She started to go in but stopped to give him a pleading look. "Go," he said, "You remember the stories we were told. I'll be fine."

She jumped the rest of the way down, and then heard shouting.

"There's the boy!!! Get him!!!"

The last she saw of him was as he took off, men not far behind, then she took off, deeper into the sewers.

Hey! That's the first chapter! I've already got chapter 2 and 3 written so I'm just going to post them now because I'm leaving and won't be back until Friday, so go on and read them. ^_^ And do please review!