Hey Everyone! SMU here with Chapter 9! I hope you enjoy it! Also, in case anyone cares, I deleted Dewott's Journey because it wasn't doing very well. I had hoped people would've liked it, but I guess not everything in life works out. Oh well! I'm am SUPER psyched about how many people love my new pokemon story! I'm still working on this story and that one. It just takes time. Alright! Onto the story!
Chapter 9
New York's skylight light up the night sky as Mikey and Rahzar crept through the alleys, heading back towards Shredder's lair. Rahzar hoped Stockman had fixed the watch while he was out. If that thing wasn't fixed, bad things were going to happen. The reunion was tomorrow, and he needed to be there. After sneaking around a couple of blocks, the two reached the lair. After approaching the door, Rahzar signaled Mikey to halt.
"You can't go inside, or they'll kill you," he told Mikey. "Go find us a ride while I get the watch."
"Oh! I know just the thing yo! Mikey said before running off. "I'll be back!"
As soon as Mikey had disappeared behind a nearby corner, Rahzar entered the building. He started on his way towards Stockman's lab before being stopped by a familiar snake-head mutant.
"And where do you think you're going Bradford?" Fishface asked suspiciously. Rahzar froze. It was clear that his plan had been found out.
"You failed to check in last night with Tigerclaw after you went out," said Fishface. "and he's not happy. He thinks you're up to something, as well as I."
Rahzar silently sighed in relief. He had not been busted….yet. He tried to make an excuse.
"Well, I was sleepwalking," he said. Fishface looked at him with an annoyed expression.
"Sleepwalking? I don't think so. Since when do you sleepwalk, freak?" he asked with an evil grin.
Rahzar growled." I'm the freak?! Have you looked in the mirror lately, or have you been a fish so long it's blinded you?!"
Fishface hissed at him and decided it wasn't worth it. He turned to leave.
"Just know I'm watching you…freak." Fishface said with an evil glare and walked off.
Rahzar sighed in relief and continued towards Stockman's lab. After a few minutes, he was back in the lab, and was greeted by Stockman.
"Yyyyyour back," he buzzed. "About time. I waaaasss able to fixxxx the watccchh so the timer will last longer than an hourrr."
The fly mutant showed Rahzar the watch, and handed it to him. Rahzar grinned. Maybe this plan would work after all.
"How long will the effect last now?" he asked.
"About four hourssssss." Stockman buzzed.
"Good enough. Looks like you're not so usless after all, Stinkman." Rahzar scowled, taking the watch and putting it on.
Stockman just sighed. " Now leave! I'm busssssy creating some retromutagen!"
"Ha! Like you'd ever be able to make that!" Rahzar laughed as he left.
After retrieving the watch, Razhar left Shredder's lair and ran back to the alley he was in earlier only to find that Mikey had not returned yet with their "ride".
"Where is that stupid turtle?" he asked himself. If he didn't get here soon, they wouldn't get there in time for the reunion. He decided to test the watch out to see if it worked while he waited. There were some lights and colorful buttons on it that looked like it was made from kraang tech.
"Well everything technical these days seems to involve those alien brains." he thought to himself as he pushed the button that looked most likely to work. A bright flash of light engulfed Rahzar, causing him to shriek and cover his eyes with his claws. But when he opened his eyes, he noticed something was different. His hands were not claws anymore. They looked like normal human hands. He stared, trying to process the whole situation and noticed an old mirror in the back of the alley. He ran over to it to get a good look at himself. What he saw made him gasp. There was no longer a hideous monster staring back at him. Instead, a tall muscular man greeted him in the mirror. He looked like his old self, Chris Bradford, once again. His hair, beard, clothes, and everything looked exactly like he did before his mutation. Rahzar was about to jump for joy, until a wave of realization hit him like a fist to the face.
"…It's not real." he sighed in sadness. "It's just a disguise…"
The sound of a horn honking interrupted his thoughts and turned to see Mikey driving a van that had different gadgets and gizmos on it.
"Yo. What up Rahza….AUGHH! Chris Bradford?!" Mikey shouted seeing Razhar's disguise.
Rahzar sighed and pressed the button again, changing back into his mutant self.
"I wish. It's just a disguise," he said sadly. He then noticed the van.
"Are we really taking that piece of crap?" he growled.
Mikey gasped. "This is NO piece of crap! It's the Party Wagon, and it's beautiful!" he said hugging the van.
"Oh please. Let's just go." said Rahzar as he got in the back of the truck.
Mikey jumped into the drivers seat and roared the engine to life.
"Aww yeah boy! Time to hit the road! TURTLE STYLE YO!" he shouted as he slammed his foot on the gas pedal. But instead of getting on the road, they crashed full force into the wall of the alleyway.
"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU WANT TO KILL US BOTH?! Razhar shouted up front.
"Sorry dude!" Mikey shouted back." I got it this time!"
Surprisingly, the party wagon wasn't damaged too badly. Mikey started the engine again and the two got on the road towards Orlando.
"Well I've gotten this far." Rahzar thought with a nervous feeling in his gut. "I just hope this all works out."
Well that's chapter 9. Glad you enjoyed it, or not. I dunno. Don't worry! I'm still writing these things! See you next time!
