"My name is Raphael, and this is my story. It has been such a long time, but it only felt like yesterday, when me and my brothers got separated from the Mutagen Bomb. I would've never thought that our final battle with the Kraang would be the last time I'd be seeing my brothers for 50 whole years. Life ever since was a struggle, with just me and Donatello struggling just to survive in the desert. The world was tough. We both wanted to find my brothers earlier, but the cruel conditions of this world reverted me back to a wild state of instinct where staying alive was the only priority. I didn't even remember who Master Splinter was. All seemed lost at many points of my life, but something kept me going all those years. Despite all the monsters that me and Don fought and the times that death was on our doorstep, we managed to stay afloat and finally find my brothers, regaining my memory and the knowledge of who I really was in the process. It's a dream come true, and I know for sure now that there is always hope in this world. And with us all re-united; Now it is time that we will fix everything. There is still a chance, and we will never stop trying."

"Booyaka-Bungala!" An elderly Michelangelo cried in joy as he jumped straight into the pool of what was perhaps, the last Oasis in the world.

"Look at all that green. Its so beautiful." Meera said as she looked-onto the beautiful landscapes of the Oasis. She had only recently joined the turtles, but they appreciated her presence all the more, for she reminded them of a friend they once had back in the past.

"Wow. It really is an Oasis." Donatello added.

"Huh, Not bad." Raphael said in response. In his 50 years surviving the desert, Raphael had never seen better, but he was still the same old Raphael, loving and caring but always with an edge to his words.

"Family, we're home." Leonardo said with a genuine smile on his face, something which he had never done during his long life as Maximus Kong.

"We are home." Raphael finally added.

"And with those three words, a new phase in life began for me and my brothers. Oasis was beautiful, and there was no shortage of food and water, but we didn't realize how much of the world there was still left to explore. It wasn't long before we decided to venture out, and we got a glimpse of the world beyond. Just like old times, when we would leave our precious lair just to explore the streets of New York City. What we found out was that Over time, many Mutants from all across the world had formed their own communities, no longer chasing each other around in the desert like savages. Life seemed to be better than ever for the most part, but nothing prepared us for who we were about to meet next, and what big things awaited us."

"So, that's what you guys used to be like all those years ago?" Mira asked the turtles, being with them in the Shell-Raiser, albeit a larger version that was recently designed by Donatello to specifically accommodate the much larger turtles as well as be better suited to survival in the rough deserts. The group did not have an immediate and specific goal in mind, but they were always were on the lookout for new people and new places, always ready to give a helping hand. These turtles were never going to be too old to do what they did best.

"Yeah, those were the good old days." Raphael said in response to Mira. "But these days are good too. I could ask for nothing more than to be with my family."

"Spotted anything or anyone yet, Don?" Leonardo asked the robotic turtle, who was sitting inside the shell-Raiser and using its binoculars to see far and wide across the desert landscape.

"Nothing so far, but this is all new territory, so we shouldn't turn back just yet." Donatello said in response as he continued to do his job. "I've heard stories from some of the rogue mutants many years ago, of great empires that exist nearby, far eclipsing any Mutant Village we have seen before."

"Dudes, look at that!" Michelangelo said as he spotted what appeared to look like a city in the distance. "I don't think we've seen a city that big before in the entire desert!"

"Then let's go and check it out." Raphael said as the group continued to travel in their shell-Raiser towards the large city.

As they got closer to the city, the Turtles and Mira noticed what appeared to be guards whom stood firmly on the outskirts. Their armor was far more advanced than anything that the turtles had seen during their travels across the desert, and their weapons appeared to be lethal at the very least. The turtles appeared to be a quite hesitant at this moment. They had the choice of either turning back, or meet the guards at the risk of a dangerous confrontation. They chose the latter option.

"I'd say we meet them." Michelangelo said as he observed what was ahead of him. "We can't just turn back and never get to know them, we would majorly miss out."

"I'm thinking the same thing, little brother." Raphael said in response as he finally stopped the Shell-Raiser, deciding that the group travel on foot from this point onwards.

As the group of five travelled towards the city's entrance, they were immediately confronted by the guards pointing their weapons.

"Put up your hands where we can see you!" One of the guards said with great firmness in his voice as he stared down the turtles intensely while pointing his laser blaster.

He may have been a mutant reptilian, as were all the remaining guards, but something seemed eerily human about them. Most specifically, their uniforms were surprisingly neat and clean in a world where it was the norm for most Mutants to be covered in ragged and rough clothing. On top of their clothing, there was well-enforced armour on the head and torso, and red goggles which hid the Mutant's eyes while simultaneously protecting them from the desert sandstorms. But most notable of all were three letters that were printed upon all their uniforms.

"EPF" Leonardo spelled out as he looked at the guards, his eyes widening as he realized what this meant. But before he could speak any further, a familiar yet aged voice cried out from the distance:

"Put your weapons down!" The figure cried out, immediately causing the EPF soldiers to submit in complete obedience.

"Is it really him?" Raphael said as he looked upon the large figure make its way towards them. By the sight, he was completely unrecognizable, as the turtle had never seen any being inside such a heavily reinforced robotic android boy. If they could not hear him, they would've never known who he was, but since they could, there was no mistaking that voice.

"Bishop." Donatello said as the figure looked back at them in awe, not saying a word.