Chapter 4
Don sifted anxiously through Mr. Sakahira's inbox. This was a daily activity that took exactly 30 minutes, because the government would reset only the most important officials passwords and codes every 30 minutes. There were very few messages, most pertaining to the upcoming conflict with France., but it was of little interest and revealed nothing Don didn't know already.
He closed out of the messaging system, but remained hacked into the site. In the darkness of his cave, he cackled maniacally to himself. How easy everything had become. He was now able to accomplish what the humans directly above him had spent years trying to achieve in just a few mere months. Of course, he had been fair to them, wanting nothing but the Shredders total annihilation, and helped them by providing some of his knowledge. Since then, he was pretty sure they viewed him more as an ally than just the creepy mutant living below them. They all worked together, he and the rebellious few, to take down the government, but Don chose to do his part in privacy.
Browsing through the system, he saw nothing out of the ordinary. There were floor plans, building layouts, documents on almost every person in the country, and folders filled with more folders filled with plans for the city.
He directed his attention to another link on the site and clicked it. Up popped the most dreaded and terrifying folder in the system; the Public Status App. It was what the government used to track everyone in the worlds current standing with the government. Don started as he always did; by typing in the names of his closest and dearest friends and family. He pulled up the Jones's profiles first.
Name: Jones, April
Age: 25
Location: Unknown
blah blah blah, more info...
Marital Status: Married
Known Family: Casey Arnold, husband, Gracelyn, daughter, George, Son
blah blah blah...
Status: Missing
Next...
Name: Donatello, Hamato
Age: 21
Status: Terminated
Next...
Name: Raphael, Hamato
Age: 21
Status: Terminated
Next...
Name: Michelangelo, Hamato
Age:21
Location: Known, New York City, New York, USA
Status:
Donatello nearly fell out of his chair, which would be pretty challenging considering it had arms on it. MIKEYS LOCATION WAS KNOWN! That was new information. Don had worked hard for years to make sure that his location and status remained a secret. He knew Mikey would refuse to leave NYC and was making himself a target, but Mikey refused t listen or do anything about it!
His heart beat like a snare drum, his breathing was shallow and rapid. He instantly reached fr the phone, is fingers nearly dropping it they were shaking so bad.
After only three rings, the person whose voice he needed to hear most finally picked up.
"Hey Donny, its been ages!Hows it hanging?" came Mikey's groggy voice through the other end.
"MIKEY!" Don shouted into the phone. He could picture Mike having to hold the phone back a good foot away from his face, but he didn't care. "Oh my God, Mikey! They've found out your location! You need to move, and fast! And I mean right now! They know where you're living and they'll be coming for you!" Don panted, out of breath.
"Wow Donny, take it easy. Wait, they know where I am? How?"
"You tell me! What did you do!" Don pleaded.
"I didn't do anything! At least, nothing I haven't been doing for years."
"You aren't still stuck on your online shopping are you?"
There was silence for a moment. "...uuuuugh.."
"Mikey! I told you not too! That is probably one of the dumbest, stupidest things you could possibly do! I cant believe you!" yelled Don. He was shocked by his brothers idiocy.
"Hey, chill, ok? Its not like I go around posting 'Hey, my names Michelangelo, and I live in an underground sewer tunnel underneath Manny's Discount Beverage in New York City' all over the internet! I'm not that stupid. The stuff's delivered to an abandoned Chinese Restaurant three blocks away. And the credit card I'm using is managed b April-"
"From Korea? Mikey, this is messed up! You STEAL the money to pay for that jacked up card and send it to April and Casey in Korea! Can you not see how messed up this is? Oh my God."
"Look, you do what you want with your life, but stay out of mine," Mikey's voice was dark and icy.
"You, have, a, problem!" retorted Don, trying to regain himself from his brothers last comment.
"This world id F-d up already; no one cares if I have a problem."
"Look Mikey, I don't have time to fight like this, and you definitely don't. You need help and you really need to get out of there. I'm calling Raph."
"What? No! Do not call Raph. Seriously, do not call him!"
"Look Mike, my hands are tied. If you wont listen to me than maybe he will be able to knock some sense into you.," said Don. Hos voice was soft as he accepted defeat. Not even his younger brother would listen to him. What was this world coming to?
"I swear Donatello, if you call him-"
"Hullo?" Raph's voice growled through the phone.
"What the-?"
"Three way calling," Don answered Mikey's unasked question. "Raph! They know where Mikey is! They're going to go after him," blurted Don.
There was silence, then - "You're kidding me."
"No, I'm not. And he needs to flee, now!" said Don.
"Jesus Mikey, what did you do!"
"I didn't do anything! If you two would just let me talk-" Mikey tried to get his voice in over the two overpowering brothers.
"It was the online shopping again, wasn't it?" asked Raph.
"No I-"
"It was. It was the stupid Ebay obsession," added Don.
"My God, Mikey, we've been over this a million times. Look, we cant discuss this right now, you have to leave. How exactly do you plan on getting out of state undetected?" asked Rah, preventing Mikey from further argument.
"Out of state?" he replied weakly.
"No duh shell for brains, out of state. There's no way you can stay anywhere in New York now that they know where you are. They wont stop looking. Get your butt down to Detroit and we'll figure something out." said Raph.
"Mikey, don't you remember that escape route I showed you years ago? The one I told you only to use for emergencies?" asked Don.
"Uuuuuugh..."
"If you go into Master Splinters old room there should be a loose stone under the mat. That will connect to the south tunnel."
"Donny, I'm not leaving," Said Mikey softly but firmly.
"Oh boy, here we go," Don rolled his eyes.
"Don't you dare be like this Michelangelo! I will personally come down there and drag your butt out if I have to. The problem is I wouldn't get down there in time so you sure as hell better move," said Raph, clearly frustrated.
"But Raph, this is my home, they cant run me out of my home!"
"They've already run every other person in the US out of theirs! Look around you. Times have changes, Mikey. There's no place for sentimental memories in this new world. Move on."
"But if we don't have our memories, then what do we have?" asked Mikey. Raph's words stung like a slap in the face.
"Each other. That is, as long as you stay safe."
Don, who had been fairly quiet, cautiously piped up. "Look guys, we can settle this later. Mikey, right now you just need to get out. We'll worry about the lair afterward, and I promise, but for right now please just do as we say. Please," Don's voice was soft and pleading. As frustrated as he was, he knew arguing wasn't going to get him anywhere. Time was running out, and he was desperate.
After a moment of silence, "Fine, I'll see what I can do."
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