Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles except for my own OC.
A/N: Hello all lovely readers! For all those who are still reading this story... A MILLION cudos for all of you! Seriously, I must be a criminal for not updating so soon like other authors on Fanfiction. School started along with sports and everything, so things are ultra busy during the week. Mostly, I can write during the weekend, so that'll be my updates! :)
I just had so much fun writing this chappie (even though I've planned this for weeks), I had excited chills going down my spine! :{)
Enjoy!
~Indigo Tides
There were almost no words to explain how struck the four terrapins were. Leo couldn't believe it; he was standing years into the future without even feeling any sudden 'whoosh.' Mikey's huge eyes sucked in the street's details, his crystal blue eyes never wavering.
Raph and Donnie ducked expertly into the shadows, giving the new town a once- over. Several moments passed before a throat cleared.
"Uh… so. What's our next move?" Raph quietly muttered.
"We stick to the shadows, keep out of the way and don't make a mess." Donnie thought for a moment and then added, "And steer clear of the society." He laughed quietly to himself. How many times they had to make sure they weren't seen by the human eye were almost too many to count…
Mikey never took his sight off of the city but spoke out, "And occasionally grab a pizza wherever they might be."
Another moment of quietness.
"Alright guys," Leo said in his steel like voice, "we keep going, no matter the cost. And we'll go…"
He surveyed the area from the alley before pointing to another alley on the other side of the street.
"…that way."
The four turtles easily weaved their way in and out of traffic, ducking down to the drivers that sat up high couldn't see them. Sleek vehicles, a midnight black color, hummed with such a hushed sound that every footstep seemed to echo.
Now they weren't attached to the ground, much to Leo's surprise, for they were hovering. Each automobile lingered a few inches off the ground with a small amount of steam producing from the underneath.
It must be some sort of green house friendly system in the cars, Leo thought. Then he smiled to himself. Donnie certainly had a way of rubbing off science facts on his brothers.
Leo then ran nimbly onto the sidewalk and into the alleyway to where his three brothers were waiting.
Though their walk was quick, Donnie seemed to try and explain out loud how the city evolved, or more specific, how they arrived in New New York.
"One. I was catching up on some research right before we took in Chloe on some thermos of the History of Time and Space, and maybe it's some sort of transporting system. Like a teleportation device, but big enough to hold us," Donnie prattled off, counting on his fingers.
"Two. We could be in some sort of different realm, much like our one at home, but in another place. It's-"
"Like my video game!" Mikey interrupted excitedly. "A character has to send his team to another planet to rule and conquer and battle to a winner and-"
"Save it, Mikey," Raph growled. "This ain't a game. It's real life."
To prove his point, he flung one of his sais down to the darkness at the end of the alley where they all heard a distance 'ping!' as it struck a board.
"If this were a game, that weapon would hit a wall or somethin' crazy and I'd never see it again. Ya see? Real," Raph retorted.
"Raph!" Leo hissed. "There could've been someone down there you could've hurt!"
"Calm down there, Fearless. It's an alley. A dead end. Whatcha expectin' to be down here?"
Raph walked to the wooden fence to his sais was quivering in the wood. He reached with one hand to pull it out.
Stuck.
With a disapproved grunt, he grabbed the handle with both hands and pulled backwards.
"I didn't think I threw it that hard," he muttered, trying to yank it out.
There was an awful creaking sound as Raph kept pulling and the wood started to bend under the weight. Then it broke free; sais, fence and all.
It came down with such a clatter, Raph jumped as the crash echoed down the dark passage. He jammed his weapon back into his belt and swiftly joined his brothers a few paces back.
A great shape occupied the width of the alley behind the fence, its menacing blackness oddly standing out against the shadows.
"What the shell is that?" Donnie whispered. Only silence followed.
Leo cautiously took a step forward, hands clutching the katana handles.
"Hello," he stated. "Who are you?" In his mind, he cursed himself for being so… alien.
The shape didn't move or anything. It just sat there.
"We need to pass," He added a little more loudly.
The car then blazed to life; rings of light haloing underneath it as it descended from the ground. About a dozen figures emerged from the vehicle, each one forming a semicircle around the cars facing the four brothers.
Behind him, he could feel his brothers tense up and pull their weapons out. Leo turned around to catch Raph's eye and barley shook his head.
Not yet.
"Er, we come in peace," Donnie offered, still clutching his staff.
One of the figures held up a hand and they all simultaneously pulled out something from by their side. A whining sound filled the passageway as the weapons glowed bright yellow, all of them trained on the turtles. Leo could feel multiple beams splash on his plastron and his heart rate picked up.
"We mean you no-" Donnie picked up, but stopped as soon as a flying object whizzed past his head.
The sais lodged deeply into the barrel of one of the guns, and the shooter jumped back in surprise.
"Whoops. I missed," Raph growled.
"Aw c'mon Raph. Not now," Mikey complained under his breath.
The car's headlights flooded on and Leo instinctively raised an arm to shade his view. Another figure emerged from the vehicle and stood behind the men.
"Who are you?" A crisp voice rang out, and much to Leo's surprise, it was feminine!
"My name is Leonardo Hamato and these are my brothers," Leo explained, waving a hand behind him to introduce the other turtles.
The figure walked out in front of the vehicle; its shadow lengthening from the lights. Hands on hips, she faced the terrapins.
There was a pronounced stillness in the alley as she stared down Leo.
"Stand down," she eventually commanded.
"But Commander-"
"That's an order, Private."
The men slowly backed down, putting away their glowing guns and stood in attention by the hovering car. The outline of the commander reached into her pocket and pulled out a remote. A button was pressed and even more lights flooded the alleyway so it looked like midday.
The young woman looked very official under the lights. Black pants were tucked inside knee high laced-up boots that gleamed. A pitch-black leather jacket was decorated with several patches of different divisions hiding away a navy blue under shirt.
The only thing that stood out against the dark colors was a vivid yellow bandana that swept back chestnut color hair. Jade green eyes surveyed the turtles like a scanner.
"So. You're the famous vigilantes I've heard so much about," she said.
All Leo could do was gape at her.
"…Chloe?"
"My child, may I ask you a question?" Master Splinter said.
"Of course," Chloe answered, hands cupped around the cooled mug.
"Whatever happened to the wound you experienced with Casey? It looked so profound a few minutes ago."
"Oh." Chloe had forgotten all about the injury. Her hand flew the back of her head to feel for the scrape. Nothing was there. Even as she examined her hand, there were no traces of blood on it.
"I don't know, Master Splinter," she said with confusion, "it's just… gone."
He nodded back at her, like she expected her answer.
"Only time will tell, Miss Hansen. Soon everything will fall back into place."
Chloe took in his words just as another wave of her "cold stomach" washed over her.
Guys, just get home soon. We need you!
A/N:Thanks for reading! Remember, I'm always open for any comments or ideas! :)
