Angel: Forgot to answer a question from a while ago. Yes, Amy has flown besides the Battle Shell before and she does it in this movie too. I don't know the exact symptoms for pregnancy at the first trimester since I'm young. And...*stifles a laugh* Yes, Leo and Amy had...the birds and the bees. *laughs* Oh man, that woke me up real quick.

The Technodrome's repairs are underway, ordered by Utrom Shredder himself. The Foot Clan get to work as they plan to make a few changes to the...idiotic ship, as useful as it is on the inside. Utrom Shredder approaches the control room.

"How go the repairs, Karai?"

"Very well, father," she reports. "The technology of Dimension X is ridiculous, but once revised with Utrom science, it will prove devastating."

"Yes, the two merge well together," Utrom Shredder agrees as new Foot Bots are being made above him. He looks at himself. "This new body is proof of that."

"And more proof—their robotic Foot soldiers," Karai and her father walk past the purple ones. "Clumsy, weak, almost..." One of the operatives rips off a head. "Cartoonish." The operative throws the head away into a pile of discarded parts. "But now..." The new Foot Bot fires lasers, easily defeated the old one. "With the proper modifications, lethal. Our human troops have also been upgraded, by analyzing the mutagen that has affected Hun, we have successfully engineered our own mutant army."

A human operative gets affected by the ooze, his teeth turning into fangs until he finally turns into a mutant beast.

"Soon, I will bring this world to its knees!" Utrom Shredder declares, "And then-"

"Wait! Stop!" Two Foot robots are taking away 87 Shredder's chair, which he doesn't like at all. "Come back here with my command chair! That's an order!"

"And then perhaps the world of my...worthless counterpart," Utrom Shredder finishes, walking past the surveillance room. "Infinite possibilities have been opened to me thanks to this...Technodrome." The doors open to the computer room and Karai stops at the entrance. "I shall rule a multiverse, Karai." The doors close behind him. "Computer, this is the Shredder. I wish to learn about alternate dimensions. Show me...everything!"

The computer starts to power up and he laughs evilly.


"Listen guys," Leonardo starts, "We've tangled with Shred-Head and his Technodrome plenty of times."

"Oh really?" Amy deadpans, crossing her arms.

"In fact, we've got all kinds of special anti-Technodrome gear back home for just such an occasion," Leonardo finishes.

"Special anti-Technodrome gear?" Leo looks in surprise, as does Donnie.

"Certainly," Donatello explains, "But like Leonardo said it's back in our home dimension. We'll need to build some kind of trans-dimensional portal stick to get there—a gateway into other dimensions, but small enough to fit into most overhead compartments."

Donnie and Leo give dumbfounded looks at the explanation. "Donnie, whatever he's talking about, can it be done?" Leo wonders.

"We've seen time-travel windows, cyber-mat transporters, but a dimensional portal in a stick? It sounds, well, silly. No offense," he states to his counterpart. Amy rolls her eyes, stepping up to him.

"It didn't seem so silly for the Daimyo or Lord Simultaneous. You know, who possess a magical war staff and a time scepter? Those both took us to other dimensions separately AND 1406!" She points out to him and he smiles sheepishly.

"Those don't count."

"Oh yeah, sure, they don't, but it still happened," Amy places her hands on her hips.

"Lia, think about it. A dimensional portal, in a stick! It's not possible," he argues.

"I can't argue with science, but you on the other hand?" She scoffs at him. "One day it could be a portal gun, but you still wouldn't believe it."

"Hey, who's the mechanical genius in this family? You? Or-"

"Okay, okay, that's enough," Leo steps between them, holding out his hands. "Stop fighting, you two."

"Come on, Mr. Wizard," Donatello leads him to his counterpart's computer. "It'll be easy."

"Hmph," Amy crosses her arms. Leo deduced it could be mood swings, if she was that far along. If it was, he had to be careful or he could find himself without a wife and son. Or a daughter. Whichever it was, he would still love his child.


The Technodrome continues to undergo its drastic changes, but Krang doesn't seem happy with Utrom Shredder using its services. He bangs on the door, in his man body, annoyed. "You're not the only one who needs to use the trans-dimensional portal, you know? Open up!" He demands, "What are you doing in there, anyway?"

A dark shadow looms over him, revealing it to be Karai. She pulls Krang out of his body and he dangles from her grip.

"My body!" He gasps in shock as she pulls him to her eyesight.

"Insolent slug. The Shredder's business is his and his alone," she drops him onto the ground in front of her feet. "Do not seek to interrupt him again."

Just then, the doors open and the Shredder steps out, looking disoriented.

"Father, what is it?" She tends to him. "What's wrong? What did you see in there?"

"Turtles, Karai. Ninja turtles and Amelias," he explains, "I must have them—both teams at once."

"Yes," 87 Shredder appears out of nowhere, "Revenge, at last. "I knew you'd come through. Together, we could crush the turtles and Am-" Utrom Shredder knocks him away, wanting nothing to do with him anymore.

"HUN!" Utrom Shredder calls out and he appears at his call. "Tonight, you hunt. Find those who did this to you, and bring them to me."

"It will be done, master," Hun declares, narrowing his eyes as he prepares his revenge for his mutation.


At the lair, the stick is finished, but Donnie still has his doubts. Although his sister did make a good point, it just wasn't possible to make out of sheer hands. And a mere stick was no place for such an invention.

"Okay, stand back," Donatello warns him as it powers up and sparks. They shield themselves in case of an upcoming explosion, but nothing happens. "Huh. That should've worked."

"Should've worked?!" Donnie exclaims in disbelief. "That'll never work. That's not a trans-dimensional portal stick that's..." Donnie flips a switch, a light turning on from the lens. "A flashlight. Lia's wrong, it can't be one."

"It was a flashlight," Donatello agrees, "but with a little rewiring and a lot more positive thinking, it'll soon be a trans-dimensional portal stick. Now hand me that hammer."

"This..." Donnie holds up a large wrench, "is a wrench."

"Details," Donatello snatches it from him. "Science isn't all about facts, you know." He starts smashing on the makeshift flashlight, only to feel low rumbling. It happens again and suddenly, there's an explosion at the TV.

"What the shell?" Donnie demands, as he couldn't think of anyone who would just barge in like this, not without help.

Hun reveals himself, looking disgusting and deformed. Part of his shirt remained in his mutation, along with his hair and pants, which have been ripped to look like shorts. He has spikes on his shell, arm, and toes along with sharp teeth. His body remained the same, though with a shell and made to look more like a turtle.

"TURTLES!"