Deep underground, past all the wires and pipes and along with all the trash and that random hobo. Master Splinter was alone to himself. Normally he would be worried sick about his boys. But they were older and slightly more aware to the world around them. He took up the opportunity to not watch his favorite show. But to meditate. The was peace, there was no fighting and there was absolutely no unnecessary noise.

All but one noise, one that seems to be gently ringing in his ears "It's coming" was all he could hear.

There was something amiss in this world. A miss that sent a slight chill to the tip of his tail, to deep within his bones. Something in the world was off. And he was going to find out what it was. "I had hope I would have never get the opportunity to do this" He sighed, nor did he want to do this at all. Confined himself with in the dojo. He sat by the base of the tree circled by candles, lighting each one he chanted, took a deep breath. Then he exhaled slowly, the small flames of the candles flickered once. Then twice, then three times, then they were still. The chanting was nothing more than a mumble mess of words as Splinter's mind was blank and his spirit had soon left his physical being.

The mind was a scary thing, it could unlock many places. May it be unlocking the doors to one's chi or unlocking the doors to another place. Deep within himself, his eyes opened. And yet Splinter was not home. His spirit had gone to another place. There was no brick walls, no pipes or the sound of a passing train. It was quiet. He smelt fresh air, another oddity, fore they lived in the sewers. Then the sound of birds, He saw lush trees, birds flying by, It was a lively and free. Splinter got to his feet, wondering on where to go now.

"You do not belong here Rat" A voice echoed.

Splinter's ears perked about "Who goes there?" The scenery had changed. The sky darkened till it was a murky twilight. The ground shook and cracked, splitting away "What-" jumping back. The rat looked about the land; It was dead and it looked like it for a long time. "Be gon Dreamer, this realm is not meant for you" said the voice again. It was louder than before, closer too. Splinter looked about the slab of earth, Nothing much just dead wastelands. And a large mass of lizard that was flying his way. Splinter took his ground "I mean you no harm!" saying defensively. But the flying lizard looked like it was not going to slow down at all. Seeing the rage in its eyes and the sharp teeth that look like it could rip the rat in two. Splinter chose to flee. The flying lizard gave chase.

Leaping from one slab to another, Splinter was running out of close pieces of land to jump to. And his new best friend had caught up to him.. Snarling, Splinter spun around ready to fight. Looking at the lizard with wings. It was something that caught him off guard. He had thought this kind of beast only belonged in fairy tales or stories to scare children. It was not normal looking, but then again, he was the same. "I do not wish to fight, May we please speak this over?" he was trying to reason with it, but all he got was a blind snarl and a hungry look. The fabled beast lunged at him, sharp claws out and mouth open.

Ducking, Splinter darted under the widened gap between the lizard's legs, Rolling to the side the beast whipped his tail to the side knocking the rat off his feet and dragged him back "Ach" whipping the rat from side to side. Clearly this beast was quick and did not want to play with its food. "Be gone with you!" Out from the sky another beast came. Claws out and smashed the other beast that was swinging splinter around like a rag doll.

This beast was larger, white in color and had what looked like blue hair. Ripping Splinter free, The larger beast was chased the other off "You fool, you can not eat what doesn't have a form in this world!" it hissed. Splinter felt like one of Mickey's old stuffed toys, he felt like the stuffing was ripped right out of him. "No form?" he gasped in a hazy breath. If he had no form why did this all feels so real? Holding his arm, Getting a better look at the thing that just saved him. "This is a doomed world, a dreamless world, a world you should not be in Rat!" The beast turned around. Its eyes were demonic, black where the white should be and nothing but a pirsing blue. It was nothing but looked demonic. Large bat wings and horns that curled slightly to the back and faded to a dark blue "What are you demon?" Splinter questions. Was this the energy he felt maybe? "Demon ?" it questioned. The look of males left its almost human face, if it wasn't for the horn like eyebrows "Well I could guess you could say that, but Demon I am not, I am gargoyle, Rat" Splinter got to his feet. Ears twitching slightly. "That's a myth." But then again he should know better by now to know myths can be real.

The so called Gargoyle laughed "Rat, there are a lot of things that mortal calls a myth when they chooses not to see it real..." It took a step forward. "I am Mortie" that was clearly a name Splinter was not expecting, clearly he been spending too much time with his children "Splinter..." The two sized each other up. Mortie was way taller than he was, but a lot thinner. "What brings you here Rat- I mean Splinter?" Mortie asked. Rubbing his beard, Splinter looked around "I had a feeling, Something is not right in my world and I want to know why"

"A feeling?, what Kind of feeling?" there was a slight hint of worry in that question. Splinter didn't notice it "Like, The balance of yin and yang is off kilter" he answered. Mortie now looked worried. "Then you were brought here for a reason, and it's not a very good-" There was a rumble.

A quick, loud hard rumble.

It made the slabs of land shutter "What in blue blazes?" Mortie took off with Splinter standing behind and then took after the Gargoyle's heel. From slab to slab they moved until there was a large boom of howls. Splinter stopped. Sniffing the air. It was a fake world and yet there was an odor. A pungent rotting smell. His little rat nose twitch. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and he looked to Mortie who didn't notice it at all. But something else caught the gargoyle's eye instead.

"This is not good.."

"?" Splinter looked alert, the booming yells were closer now. Ears following the sound, it was coming from right under them. Peering over the ledge of their current slab of earth, down below was nothing more than millions upon millions of large winged lizards. "There's more of that monster we fought?!" he hissed. But Mortie looked ill. "Those are not monsters my friend. Those are Dragons."