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Note: Characters from 2003 S02E01 Turtles in Space, Part One- The Fugitoid Introduced into my story here.

Chapter 6: Honneycut

He glanced over the crowed searching for who called that name. A name he had so recently dreamed. Was any species here telepathic? Utroms... he had no idea what they were capable of... the scientists... He didn't know, but it wouldn't be impossible, these dreams had started shortly before they found them... and the galaxy was filled with those looking for their next victim.

He shook his head... he worried too much, thought too much about how everyone was out to get him. Maybe it was just a coincidence, someone here was named Leonardo. He started back towards the ship.

"Leonardo" The name called again a hand grabbed his shoulder stopping him. He grabbed the arm as he turned to face who touched him, twisting it as he did, out of instinct, only to realize pulling a robots arm behind them was going to get him nowhere.

"Do I know you?" He said as pleasantly as possible, letting go of the robot.

"I guess not... ah, Forgive me I'm Professor Honeycut, I had thought you were a old friend of mine... but I should of known better the odds are so astronomically low... I must be mistaken." The robot said apparently taken aback that Mur'rius didn't know him.

"How can a robot be wrong?"

"oh... Good point... hemm... I do match you at a 95% identical to my memory... the 5% being excluded for the scars... but they follow the story... but then you don't know me... Tell me What is your name?"

"They call me Mur'rius" He said simply, he was unwilling to admit he couldn't remember, last time he'd trusted someone who told him they were a old friend he'd ended up robbed, beaten and stabbed. He would not make that mistake again.

"Mur'rius?... That's Mintilian is it not?"

"Yes"

"Blue Warrior, then... What a odd thing to call someone."

Mur'rius sighed and looked around, 'This area is safe' reasoned with himself, maybe he should talk to this robot, but admitting weakness to a stranger. This could be his lucky break... or another disaster... Was he willing to gamble?

"Why do you care?" He asked cautiously.

"Years ago, I was informed a friend of mine was struck in the head with a clawed gauntlet, and lost in space. We have always presumed he died. However, Your appearance matches my friends quite remarkably... I suppose I ask out of the hope that somehow managed to survive."

"How many years ago?"

"Three... Does this sound familiar at all?"

"Yes... Too familiar, What do you want?" He said almost angry assuming this was a trick.

"I told you I want to find my friend and if its familiar... But then you would remember me... Unless... Tell me, Did your injury cause amnesia?" The Professor said, quick to pick up on what might of happened.

He stalled in replying.

"Yes" He finally said against his own warnings.

"Oh dear... Do you remember anything at all?"

"I remember the past three years"

"I mean before that..."

"No... well... actually a name."

"But not your own? Than who's name?"

"Master Splinter"

"That would match my missing friend as well... hemm... I could... yes... If I may, I would like to run a blood test, to confirm, or disprove my theory."

"What kind of blood test?"

"Well... Long story short... My friends were mutated but a unique chemical, that formed them into what they are. The Chemical would of left a definite trace on the DNA of those affected, if I were able to search for it I could determine weather you were mutated in that way, or a species I have never met, with a uncanny resemblance to my friends."

He pondered for a moment... The robot was suggesting he was a mutated version of a species... It could be why no one they met had ever seen something like him before... Then again this story sounded impossible... But who in their right mind would make that something like this trying to trick someone? His mind went in circles. He didn't trust this robot... but if he never takes a chance than he knew he would never find his home.

He sighed, How to gamble with the least amount of risk? A plan formed in his mind quickly. "OK, I'll let you run your test... But... on my conditions"

"What conditions are those?"

"Since I do not know much about DNA and what not, I request That you explain everything and discuss it with, my doctor."

"Very well."

"Than, Wait here, I will return." He said, if the robot was still there when he got back, maybe he was telling the truth, if not he was a liar... in the meantime, he crossed the room to Kiyalynn. Waiting until she was finished talking to the Utroms he filled her in on the conversation he had been having with Honeycut.

"Chemical Mutation... That could explain why I have been so unsuccessful at finding what species you are, Mur'rius. " Kiya said after he finished telling her about Honeycut. "I would be able to run such a test on our ship, provided I know what to look for." She mused as they walked back over to Honeycut, who was waiting where he was told.

Kiyalynn gave Honeycut a formal introduction as they reached him, the Professor returned it. "I have a second condition as well... I would like to run the test, on our ship, I've been tricked once, it won't happen again."

"I suppose that is acceptable. Shall we get started then?"

It took them hours to finish the test. Kiya and Honeycut talked together about the test, as Mur'rius waited in the medical deck, unwilling to leave Kiya alone with a strange robot. Finally they stopped talking and walked over to him.

"So..."

"The results confirm what Honeycut told you. The mutagen is there. Had you not been affected by it you would of been a small, common, four legged... terrapin"

So, he was mutated version of his species... That information was unexpected, but he had to accept it.

"With this Information I am certain that you, are my friend... Hamato Leonardo. And while you may not trust me, I assure you I mean you no harm, you and my family helped me when I needed it most. It is only right I return the favor."

"I don't suppose you or the Utroms know of any way to make me remember?"

"I'm afraid not. Kiyalynn had informed me that you have already tried the most common cures. Spontaneous Recovery is also unlikely after this long... However, I can and would like to take you to your family, perhaps that will trigger you to remember... They are on a planet called Earth."

"How soon could I meet them?"

"I can arrange to use the Transmat device tomorrow."

He took a deep breath. As much as he complained about his life here, as long as he had wanted to go home. Now he seamed to have his chance, and he was afraid. Afraid of loosing everything he had... Afraid of starting over again.

'Your family needs you' His fathers voice sounded in his head. He had to do this... and now."I would like that." He told Honeycut.

"I will go talk to the Utroms then and arrange it, I will meet you in the courtyard tomorrow morning."

"Agreed"

He had to trust this robot. He wasn't sure if it was wise, but he had to. He and Kiya lead Honeycut off their trade ship.

"I believe, he wants to help." Kiya said.

"I can't help but worry, what if things go badly..."

"There is a risk in saving a life that you will lose...There is a risk in love, that you will be hurt... There is always risk, in anything worth doing. You just... Have to try anyway."

"Yeah..." He took a deep breath. "I have to try, its now or never I know... I am going home."

She gave him a gentle smile.

"You will need to tell Lukas your leaving, He wont like it, but he will understand."

Gossip that he was leaving spread quickly though the ship. He was mildly surprised when he came to the mess hall for dinner to find out the crew had gathered, for good-bye's.

He never realized it would be so bitter sweet. The nine members of that crew had welcomed him in, when he needed a home. Two and a half years of memories with them, including the birth of Lukas's first born son. He would miss them all.

He slowly packed the few objects in his room, His board game, katana scabbards, pads, a strange shell shaped device, that he never could figure out what was, and a bottle of his favorite wine, a parting gift from Dreia.

Was that really all he owned?

Searching more he found tablet computer from inside his nightstand. 'This is your current medical record... I will no longer treat your amnesia, these experimental theories are going to cause more harm than good, and I will not help you destroy your future by looking for your past.' Kiya's voice echoed in his head as he dusted off computer. He had been so mad at her when she had told him that, and he had searched for a new doctor, but most of them told him he was incurable, the ones who didn't cost more than he could afford. Thinking back on it, he had to say Kiya did enough, fronted the cost of years of treatment, without asking anything, and when she finally refused, it was because the risks involved brain damage or death to him. He plugged the tablet into the ships computer, and updated his record, before packing the tablet.

He sat on the edge of his bed thinking of the years here on this ship, and how little he actually lived them. He promised himself then that he would not let himself become so focused on one thing again.

An edge of regret and sorrow hit him as he thought of Kiyalynn. He had always wanted to go home, but saying good bye to her was... painful.

He got up off his bed. and traveled the short distance between their rooms to Kiyalynn's door.

"Come in" was the same old call and the door opened.

"Shouldn't you be packing?" She asked him glancing over her shoulder, she stood at the table trimming one of her plants.

"Turns out I don't have a lot to pack" He said coming over to the table and sitting at it. He sat in silence for quite a while, watching her.

"I'd like you to come with me" He blurted, before even his own mind had grasped the idea. "just to meet my family with me. Honeycut will have to return here himself and, I presume one more wont be too big of a deal..."

She looked up at him then. He couldn't miss the sadness in her eyes, he'd never seen her cry but she sure looked on the verge of it now. He knew she wanted to say good bye as much as he did.

"OK... I'll talk to Lukas."

Not my favorite chapter... So far, its giving me the most trouble out of all of them. On the plus side, successful removal of most OC's.^^
Also... I'm sorry Rose Black Dragoon, but I still need Kiyalynn for my story, I know you don't like her but maybe that will change?
I will tell you that I estimate 9 more chapters.
Anyway, Please Review!