Here is where I explain whow Mikey will be transformed as a human. Warning: unless you have not taken AP biology or know nothing about complex genetics, you might want Wikipedia to help you understand this. It's not too hard to understand, but hox genes are mentioned in this, and hox genes are genes that determine structure in an animal as it developes in the embrionic stage or pupa stage. They are very critical in determining the proper placement of segment structure although I don't think they are used in genetic breakdown. Disclaimer: I don't own Ninja Turtles.
Mikey's POV
I slowly woke up still feeling like my head and stomach were made out of bricks but this time with an extra brick wall. I would kill for some Tylenol. But this time, instead of waking up in a helicopter, I find myself strapped down to a table in a white laboratory that looks like it came from an old fashioned horror movie. I am vaguely reminded of Frankenstein.I try to wiggle myself free from the table, but I couldn't. I would kill for some Tylenol and for some heavy duty scissors.
"Where am I," I groaned. Then I remembered something Bishop said to me in the helicopter. Oh, yeah, I'm in Area 51. What state is Area 51 in? Oh, crap, it's in Nevada. It would take at least a week to get back to New York City by car, and I don't even want to think about how long it would take to get back by foot. It should only take around a few hours by plane. Area 51 is a military base. Maybe I can steal a plane. Nah, I don't even know how to fly one, and the military won't cease hunting me down for grand plane theft. Maybe, I can steal Bishop's helicopter. I can fly a helicopter, but first I need to get out of here so I come up with a plan.
Mission Slicer: Free myself from this table.
Mission Impossible: Use ninja stealth to find my way outta here.
Mission Escapee: Hijack a helicopter and fly myself outta here
Sounds easier said than done. I will have to dodge lasers while blindly navigating a building I know nothing about. I also have to find a helicopter and find a way to hijack it, and all that can happen first if I can free myself first. Damn Bishop! I can't do anything now. I don't see any tools on the table. They're probably stored in those drawers and cabinets. Maybe, when Bishop comes in and un-straps me, I can make my escape. That's probably the best option I got right now so I'll just wait. And stare at the white ceiling. And wait. And wait some more. Until the white walls and ceilings seem like they're suffocating me with their bright whiteness and irony. White is pure and innocent and bright is what light is which is a symbol of goodness, but this is the evil lab of a mad scientist. Right now the irony is making me laugh, but soon it starts to kill me. Slowly and painfully. And I can't help but laughing again at the irony as it kills me. Who would have thought that I would have died by irony? And just the irony in that question (because you would think that I being a ninja would die in battle) comes rushing in to help that other ironic statement to kill me.
I am seriously going insane.
The hours pass as my eyes burn from the white and my lungs suffocate from the walls and ceiling while two ironic statements slowly kill me. It's all painful, and when combined, it's pure agony. And this stupid table won't let me go. The straps are helping the walls suffocate my lungs. Then the prince of darkness enters with a needle in his hand, and in a voice that sounds like the grim reaper, he says, "Hello again, Michelangelo. Are you ready for your transformation into a human?"
I gulp, and for some reason, I shiver as Bishop uses his needle to extract blood from me, and he does this for what seems like every day. Every day, he comes in with a needle and extracts more fluids from me, and it's not always blood. Then once he finishes, he leaves. He never tells me why he's doing this. I'm guessing it has to do with DNA, but how many samples does he need? Every day he does this, and every day, I hate it even more. I always was afraid of needles. I don't know why, but I hate them. But it's different this time. I still hate the needles Bishop uses on me, but the shots I get back at home are injecting something in me which always hurts. These needles are taking something from me. It doesn't hurt, but it feels really uncomfortable and makes me squirm especially the feeling of blood being sucked up from your body. It's not like a mosquito bite. I wish it was. I wish I was back at home.
My thoughts drifted to my brothers and father. Leo must be killing himself with guilt over failing to protect me while Don is killing himself trying to find me. Raph is killing himself beating the crap out of his punching bag and going topside to find me. Master Splinter is killing himself meditating to try and find me. They're all killing themselves, and I'm not there to save them from themselves. I hope April and Casey can temporarily fill in for me. And what about me? I'm killing myself over missing them. We're all gonna end up dead unless we don't reunite with each other soon.
In another Lab; Third Person POV.
Agent Bishop analyzed some of Mikey's DNA samples. The he analyzed some human DNA samples, trying to find a possible connection between the two. He was so absorbed in his work that he didn't notice Baxter Stockman walk into the laboratory.
"Hello, Agent Bishop," Stockman almost sneered out.
Agent Bishop paused from his work and without turning around, simply said, "Hello, Dr. Stockman."
"Are you still working on that project of yours?" Dr. Stockman asked. "You know it's impossible to turn a turtle into a human, especially since that the turtle is fully developed and no longer in the gamete stage. The best chance you have for your experiment of becoming a success is to insert some human DNA into that turtle. Then get him to mate with a mutant female species of his if there are any mutant female turtles. Their offspring will contain human DNA and show some human physical trait amongst their turtle DNA and physical trait, but even then, the offspring will not be human or even remotely being close to half human."
"True, if you do it that way," Agent Bishop simply said as he looked at data from both specimen's DNA.
"What do you mean?" asked Dr. Stockman.
Agent Bishop ceased looking at the DNA. "I have developed a new way of turning creatures from one species to another, and I would like to test it on Michelangelo."
Curious, Dr. Stockman asked, "What way have you developed?"
"By studying the complete metamorphism of some insects and human and red-eared slider development, I believe I have found a way to turn a mutant turtle into a human through genetic breakdown and reformation," revealed Agent Bishop.
"You do realize that once an organism is fully developed, it's impossible for genetic breakdown to happen," said Dr. Stockman.
"That is true, Dr. Stockman," said Agent Bishop, "but in insects with a complete metamorphism, they undergo a breakdown of their larval structures while their adult structures form inside the pupa. By mimicking that, I can transform Michelangelo into a human."
"But insects that contain a pupa in their life cycle have hormones that control the whole process of pupation. The making of those hormones are encoded within the insects' DNA. Humans and turtles don't have those hormones," explained Dr, Stockman, "and because insects, humans, and turtles are not very closely related nor shared a very close evolutionary history, it is highly doubtful that you will find a turned off gene in the human and turtle's DNA encoding for hormones meant for insect pupation."
"Dr. Stockman, you have forgotten that I said nothing about using insect DNA or hormones to aid me in my experiment. I have only used information about pupation and its causes to help me in my experiment," said Agent Bishop.
"Then how do you plan to transform Michelangelo into a human?" asked Dr. Stockman.
"By using hox genes that I have genetically made to turn turtle DNA into human DNA and certain types of hormones, I will inject them along with human DNA into Michelangelo. Then I will induce Michelangelo into a state of unconsciousness while placing him in a bio fluid that acts not only like a human womb but like a pupa. As Michelangelo is in the bio fluid, the hox genes will do their work by breaking down turtle DNA and turning it into the human DNA I have injected into Michelangelo," explained Agent Bishop.
"That is very brilliant," complimented Dr. Stockman, "but how do you know it will work?"
"I don't know. That is why I chose one of the mutant turtles. Due to their mutation, their DNA is similar to that of a human. They also act – physically, emotionally, and mentally – like a human. Michelangelo seems to act like a human the most due to his childish personality. He will be my lab rat in testing my experiment. Hopefully, he won't die in the process."
"Mmmmh, I see then. If you need my assistance, I will gladly help you," Dr. Stockman said and then he strode off.
Agent Bishop stared at a vial containing the hox genes. He smiled. "Say goodbye to your turtle self, Michelangelo. Very soon, you will be a part of one of the greatest advancements in genealogy."
So was it too bad? I'm just trying to remember everything I learned about DNA and genetics from my AP biology class in order for the whole process to make sense.