Ah…Now that I have escaped the combined ultimate evil (Plot bunnies +Writer's Block), I'm here to give you a new, less self- insulting chapter… TAKE THAT PLOT BUNNIES! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!

Yeah, less "Self-insulting" 'cuz, I practically insulted myself back there…*shivers* …I don't even know if that word exists!

Anyway, I'm doing the disclaimer by myself…Since the guys are out bustin' heads…or maybe that's just Raph…

I don't own TMNT…and if I did, I'd put a little romance in the next movie…But I don't so…

On with the Story!

Give Ecanus- The Angel of writing credit, since she gave me the idea.

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"Lana? " The blonde girl asked as she looked around the gardens of the clubhouse.

"Megan, over here!" Allana called out, she was sitting down on a bench, playing her Game Boy SP. "So what's this about you fightin' Purple Dragons?" Asks Megan, her hands on her hips. "Hey hey…it wasn't my fault that I fought with them! It was the stupid dead end and the lady's fault! If she didn't get herself beaten up badly, I wouldn't have fought with 'em..."

"You're bad…" says Megan, as she sits down beside her friend. "I know…" Allana grins as she received the remark, which she considered a compliment.

Allana's POV:

I turn my attention back to the game I was playing, starting to tell Megan about last night. "I went to check out on LHS last night, pretty big too." "I know, the school courtyard is very large and open. " I looked at Megan, she seemed to wonder, and then suddenly, she chuckles. "I'm surprised that you lived the fight with those goons…"

"Yeah, about that…I wasn't the only one who brawled with them. Some vigilante and his friends showed up…" My friend quirked an eyebrow, "Vigilante?" "Yeah…" "Is this the Nightwatcher guy?" I scratched my head, 'Nightwatcher? I heard he was long gone…' I thought, "Is this Nightwatcher the one wearing a mask and has a hockey stick with him?" Megan shakes her head, "Ooh, no…But I do know that his friends were good fighters!" I said with much enthusiasm, remembering the shadows fight. Megan became interested about hearing more from me, "Were they really that good?" "Yeah! Totally! Unfortunately, I only saw their shadows and their weapons fighting…" I sighed; it would've been so cool if I met them…

"Aww…bummer…Tell me more of what happened…" "Well, one of his friends saved me from the brink of death…From slamming into a wall…And from the grip of that big pig…" I clenched my fist, "If I see that fat punk again, I swear I'm gonna crush his fat and make burger patties out of 'em!" She started laughing; I frowned, "What's so fuunnnnyyyyy?" She wiped a tear from her eye and said, "You said you almost died 'cuz one fat guy almost killed ya by throwin' you into a wall, now you're saying that once you see him again, you're going to make a burger out of him…"

"Somethin' tells me I will…" turning back my attention to the screen, I shouted, "Nooo!!! Sora! Why'd ya have to lose?! You were almost there! How could you betray me like this?!" "Easy there! You. are. really. odd…" Megan chuckles. I grin at my friend's words, and then I remembered something.

"His eyes were deep brown, they were so…beautiful…" a smile appears on my face, once again, remembering my savior's eyes. I looked up and a grin appears on Meg's face, "What?" she asks, "Um, what? Why?" "Why are you smiling? And what are you talking about?! And who's brown eyes?!?! And how do you even know it was a he?!?!?!" I mentally smacked myself, "Did I say that out loud?" I ask myself. "Uh, yes…" She says, "Oh man! I did it again!" I shout, I have grown in the habit of saying my thoughts out loud…I soooo hate me for that...I had to answer her questions..." Number one: nothing! Number two: I don't know! Number three: No one! And number four: lucky guess?"

After some seconds, we both crack up. "Okay, that was really weird…" she exclaims, "You know, I just wonder why you didn't see the vigilante's friends, do you think they were…ghosts?" I never thought of that, but, they were holding weapons…Ghosts can't hold stuff! They pass through them! "I don't think so; maybe they were demons… shadow demons…"

"Ooh…it would be so cool to meet them!"

"I agree!"

"Tell me mooorrrreee!"

"Oookkaaayyy…now stop prolonging words!"

"Okay!"

"Stop using exclamations!"

"But you're using exclamations!"

"We're both using exclamations!"

We both laugh at our sentences. I stop and tell her about what happened. My hands were on the "Crushing Mode", beside my cheeks…"They were talking! I tell you! The shadows were talking! They were calling each other with human names!" Megan looks at me with a raised brow, "Isn't it supposed to be a good thing? They're civilized…and at least we know they were…somehow…solid…not ghosts…" I put my hands down, "I guess. You know…Classes start the day after tomorrow."

"I know. I hope the school clubs are good." "I know the first club you will sign up for…" "What?" I grin, "Surely, Performing arts, Dance category…" She grins back, "You know me too well…"

~Turtle's Lair: 10 hours later~

Normal POV:

"Donnie…"

Donatello moved.

"Donnie…"

Something was haunting him. Something was about to grab him.

"Donatello…"

The ground was shaking beneath him. The sky was pitch black. There was nowhere to go.

"Don…"

Something grabbed him on the shoulders. He wanted to shout, yell! Scream! But nothing came out of his mouth, not even the sound of breath…Wait, there was light. Light! At the end of the path he was on! He ran and ran, trying to escape the grip. It seems like the light wasn't getting brighter. It was turning darker…Flash! A white glow blinded him, but then it ended and he was at the Foot's headquarters.

"Donnie?"

Someone was calling him. A girl was crying, shouting his name. He turned around and his eyes widened in horror. Seeing that he was a five meters away from…the Shredder. The girl was in the Shredder's grip, blood dripping from her arms."Donnie…Help…" He charges at the Shredder. Unfortunately, he cannot hit. Donatello was like a ghost who passed through a living body. What he did, he kept on trying and trying until he hit the monster who was in front of him…but still, nothing!

"OW!!!"

Donatello instantly woke up after hearing the realistic, yet girlish scream of his goofy brother. "Master Splinteeerrr…He hit me! It hurts like shell!" Michelangelo complained as he rubbed his aching cheek. "What? What happened? Where's the Shredder?" Donnie scrambled through his sheets, trying to set himself free. "Relax, Don. You were dreaming." Leo calmed his brother. "Dreaming?" he looked around, he was home, in his room, on his bed. Donnie sighed a sigh of relief.

"And Shred-head did not, is not, and will not get to us four brothers! Right guys?" Mikey hung his two arms on Leo and Raph's shoulder. "Yeah yeah, now get yer arm offa me!" Raphael exited the room and Leonardo followed.

"Dude! What happened? You like, missed breakfast, lunch, snack-o-rama and about to miss dinner!" Mikey waved his hands about. Donnie just blinked. "Er…Okay…" was all he said. The Michelangelo's eyes widened, "What?!" "What why?" "Why?! What kind of turtle are you?! How could you NOT want to have some food?!" "Is there a problem with that?"

Mikey put his hands on his head. "Yes!!! We are growing up Don! We have to eat food!!! I know I'm usually the one who finishes all the pizza up, but you should at least have a bite!" Donatello just stood there, surprised at his brother's reaction.

Raph entered and said, "Ya guys gonna have dinner or what?"

~Megan's House~

Megan's POV:

Allana told me about what happened yesterday. The fight with those dragons. Man! Can't they leave one night dragon-free? 'Apparently not.' I look at the mirror in front of me.

'Brush, check. Sleep wear, check. Going to bed, will do.' I headed to my comfy bed. Ah, all I want to do now is sleep…

~16 minutes later-Dream sequence~

Normal POV:

Blurs appeared from out of nowhere. Moving from area to area of the dim, Japanese-styled room.

Megan stood in the middle, watching as those blurs turned to shadows. Moving gracefully along with the flaming candle. The girl shielded her eyes as a bright flash blocked her view.

And now, there she was. In a place so unusual, an underground home made of bricks and pipes. Another flash! Rooftops on her view, the whole city in her sight. Then everything just turned dark and then light brightening up slowly, eyes adjusting to the new area…Wooden floors, Japanese sliding doors and screens, armors contained in glass barriers. Swords placed on racks, other weapons arranged neatly on tables and shelves.

One thing caught Megan's attention: A metal armor, having a helmet, gauntlet and the body. She walked towards it, curious about its feel. Only a centimeter from her touch…Everything then disappeared, just like air…

Megan turned around, eyes widened at the sight…two girls, rivals, battling each other for something of great value. It felt like she knew them… A burst of right light blinded her, blocking the view, now she was at…

School…

'School?' Megan thought. Sudden images flashed in front of her. Four guys…Turtles…A rat…Thousands of ninjas…Two rivals, fighting WITH and FOR each other… Against a creature so dark and greedy for power…

Once again, it disappeared….Black was all she could see now…" They are gifted with powers greater than any of you! Bring them to me!"…

The voice so dark, pure evil, the tone of a killer…who has no conscience at all…Insane for power, victory…

It rang through her head…replayed and replayed until it was all she could thing of…

The horror…

~Waking up~

Megan's POV:

I jolted awake from the dream I just had. It wasn't like any other dream…more like nightmare that I had before…it felt so…real…I glanced at the alarm clock on the table, red numbers saying: 4 38.

"Great." I muttered, 'One more day...' I reminded myself as I closed my eyes and tried go back to sleep…

School…Lunch…Courtyard…Tree …Dusty...Me playing as Lana sat, back-to-back with me, reading a thick book. A guy walking up to us…asking me to play…In the end, his brothers were there…one smiling at me…Weird…

My eyes pop open…"Really Weird…"

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