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"Oh sweeeeet! I *love* America's Got Talent!" Mikey was set up in front of the tv, a bag of chips in one hand, and the remote in the other. Raphael was beside him, sipping a Coke.

Juno had changed in the bathroom. She had found some worn purple checkered flannel pants and a black tank top in the bag from April. She put a wide necked long sleeved shirt on top, as it was a bit cool in the lair. Walking out into the main room, she saw Mikey and Raph sitting on the couch in front of the tv. No sign of Leo or Don, though.

"Hey guys. Room for one more?"

"'Course there is." Raphael moved over, allowing space for Juno to sit down beside him.

"This show is awesome! Chip?" Mikey leaned over, handing the bag of chips to Juno.

"Thanks Mikey," smiled Juno, as she reached in and helped herself to a handful of chips.

"Hey! That's mine!" yelled Raphael as Juno also reached over and helped herself to a sip of his Coke.

"Come on, Raph, be a sharer like your brother over there," Juno pointed at Mikey, who had a smug look on his face.

"Argh...fine, you can have it."

"Don't be such a sore loser. I only wanted a sip."

Raphael opened his mouth to shoot a retort back, but when he looked over at Juno, she was smirking. He sighed and shook his head. He reached out to grab the Coke to take another sip, but instead bumped into her hand. She had been going in for another sip, too. "Sorry," he mumbled. Why does she rile me up so bad so easily? I can't even make civil conversation with her. Geez Raph...what a great guy you are...

The show progressed and Mikey began to chatter about which act he thought was best. Raph was deciding whether or not the fire juggling was better, or the little singing girl, when he felt something touch his shoulder. He looked over to find a sleeping Juno, slumped up against him.

"Uh...Mike? Mikey?"

"What? I know you think I'm crazy for liking the comedian ventriloquist, but he was funny!"

"No Mike. *Look*," Raph pointed.

"Woah...she's asleep. You better not move. She might wake up and eat your head. Ooooohh!" Mikey waved his arms around his head

"What? Why would she eat my head?"

"I dunno. Girls are cranky when they wake up, aren't they?"

"I dunno! What do I do? Help me out, bro!" Raphael was having a mini freak out.

"Okay, I'm gonna get Leo, he'll know what to do!"

"Don't leave me, Mike! What. If. She. Wakes. Up!" Raph could only watch as the youngest turtle leapt over the couch to find Leonardo. He looked over at Juno again and inadvertently shifted position. She began to slide forward. "Oh shit!" he hissed. He tried to use his left arm to catch her, but only succeeded in cradling her head as she shifted so she was laying in his lap. "...Okay...it's okay, Raph. Just calm down..." he told himself. He started as a shadow fell on top of him.

"Looks like you got everything under control, Raphael," greeted a grinning Leonardo.

"Leo, ya gotta get her off me. What if she wakes up and eats my head? Girls are cranky when they wake up, right?"

Chuckling a bit to himself, Leo effortlessly picked up Juno. Raphael and Michelangelo held their breaths, both of them fully expecting Juno to wake up. But Juno didn't wake up. She stayed fast asleep, in Leonardo's arms.

"She's real pretty..." Mike said softly. "I wonder if she likes video games?" He pushed aside stray lock of hair that had fallen, covering her face.

"Yeah, because being hot makes you play games better." Raph knocked his brother's hand away. "And don't touch her. You'll give her cooties."

Michelangelo shrugged. "Just saying. And I don't actually have cooties."

"Well," Leo shifted a bit uncomfortably, "I'll take the couch tonight. She can sleep in my bunk. Raph, you're sleeping out here too. I don't think it'd be appropriate if she woke up to find you in the same room."

"Yeah, then she'd *really* eat your head!"

"Shut up, Mikey, or I'll *bash* your head!"

"Shut up both of you, before you wake her up!" hissed Leo as he walked towards his room.

"You know, Raph. If you didn't trash you own room so bad, you could probably sleep in there tonight instead of out here," chided Mikey.

"You know what, little bro? I think I'm gonna sleep in *your* room tonight, and *you* can sleep out here! HAHA!" Raphael ran away, towards Mikey's room.

"HEY! NO FAIR! RAAAAAPH!" Mikey bounded after his older brother, his hopes of sleeping in his own bed rapidly dwindling away.


Donatello ignored the noise coming from the other room. He was in his lab studying Juno's omni-tool again. It really was amazing; the array of things it could do. So far, Donatello had been able to get some information about the parallel universe Juno was from. It was as brutal as she made it sound: War. War absolute. From the knowledge he had gleaned, the humans apparently had become afraid of the mutants. Their abilities made them superior in some ways, made them look different in some ways, and the humans didn't understand why. And as Juno had said; the truth universally acknowledged was: Humans fear what they don't understand, and what they don't understand, they destroy.

Juno Alex: Age, 25. DOB: June 25, 2189

Member of I.A.M. Army since 2198.

Rank: Rear Admiral

Currently commanding: Alpha Team, Beta Team

Alpha Team Consisting of: Generals Scorpion, Zero, Reptile, Rain, Ermac, Saibot

Beta Team Consisting of: Generals Jubilation Lee, Feral, Psylocke

"Woah...how did I do that?" Donnie stared wide-eyed at the omni-tool. He had pressed a few buttons after connecting it to his computer, and it had somehow spouted out all that information. "Wait...she entered the military at age 9?" Bewildered, Donatello began to type into his computer. What other information could he find?

Personal Log, Alex, Juno: 07/05/2206

What played next on his computer screen left Donatello speechless. It was Juno...

Good morning, diary! Well, this is it. This is the morning. If I can pass this test, I'll get promoted. REAR ADMIRAL. Crazy! I'll be in command of the top two teams. They say I'll be the youngest...if I pass. I dunno though. I've been going to counselling every day since...the incident (and here, she averted her eyes) and the counsellor says I'm doing better. He believes in me. So does Scorpion. He's always believed in me... I don't know though... But I can't be afraid, right?

There was a knock on the door behind her, and Donatello watched as she put down the omni-tool to answer the door. She quickly came running back; there was a guy in tow behind her.

Look! Scorpion's come to wish me good luck! Are you sure you won't be sad if I become your commanding officer?

The blonde named Scorpion shook his head. When he looked up, Donatello could see his eyes had no pupils. They were pure white.

Sad? You kidding, LC? Serving under you would be an honour. Besides, at least this time, if I don't do what you want me to do, you can just hit me. What are you doing with your omni-tool anyway? It's time to go, Juno.

Scorpion smiled and turned to wait at the door.

The light laugh that escaped Juno made Donatello smile. She was younger in the video than now. He wondered how old she was? Just a few more minutes...then I'm off to bed, thought the turtle.

But Donatello did not go to sleep. Someone had recorded the training run. And he had *never* seen anyone fight like that. And was she ever strong! He watched as Juno successfully and easily beat opponents larger than her, even when there were more of them! Her healing factor, her speed, agility and strength made her an efficient killer. Wait...killer? But that's what she was; because to Donatello's horror...every opponent struck down was struck down dead.