...We shall assume that 'Legion' happened without any TMNT goodness. Here is some aftermath, though!

So, by the way, here's a quick note for those confused about timelines or any other details:

-This occurs AFTER Back to the Sewers AND the TMNT movie, where the 2003 Turtles met the 1987 Turtles.
-It will include the Avalon World Tour - I'm planning for Don to tag along on it, and during those we'll switch from Avalon episode back to NYC, with those who are still there.
-After Hunter's Moon, the end of Gargoyles Season 2, I'm going to take my own spin on things, since I think that waaay more and better things could have happened in season 3; only Journey will remain the same.
-I assumed that after the movie mentioned above, Karai becomes an ally to the Turtles. This shall be seen in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Gargoyles or TMNT. TMNT belongs to Mirage, Gargoyles belongs to Disney. This is just for entertainment purposes only.


Patrols

"Elisa, this is Oroku Karai - Karai, Elisa Maza."

The black-haired Japanese woman bowed. "It is an honor to meet you, Elisa-san. Allies of the Turtles are welcome allies of mine - and it will be nice to have connections to the police."

Elisa returned the bow, albiet stiffly and somewhat informally. "Thank you; it's an honor to meet you as well, and to have an ally as powerful as yourself."

Karai smiled softly. "You have met my...unusual friends. I would like to meet yours as soon as possible. Of course," she added to April, "they must be very good warriors for Leonardo and Splinter-san to speak so highly of them."

Elisa smiled in return. "You could most definitely say that. Come on, I'll introduce you."


Karai, steeled ninja and warrior, gasped as the stone statues came to life upon sunset. Her green eyes were wide; April put a hand on her shoulder.

"It scared me the first time, too."

"It's kinda cool, in my opinion." The three women spun to see Mikey standing behind them with Leo, smirks on their faces.

"When did you two get here?"

"Oh, you know..." Leonardo left the sentence hanging as the gargoyles jumped down from their perches, padding over to the five.

"Elisa, April, Leo, Mikey - it is good to see you," Goliath rumbled. His eyes narrowed slightly on sight of Karai. "...Who is-?"

"This is Karai, Oroku Karai." Leonardo, apparently, was going to do introductions. "Karai, these are our good friends and allies: Goliath, Hudson, Brooklyn, Broadway, and Lexington," the blue-banded Turtle introduced, pointing out each gargoyle in turn. At the annoyed growl, Leo added, "And this guy here is Bronx."

Once more, Karai bowed. "It is an honor to meet you. I have heard rumors of gargoyles, legends when I was in Japan; I did not realize how true they were."

"Indeed, they are very true," Goliath remarked. "We have taken up this city, Manhattan, as our protectorate. ...May I ask, what is your relationship with the Turtles?"

Karai's face gave no emotions away as she explained. "I started out as their enemy. My father, Oroku Saki, also known as the Shredder, was the head of Saki Corp., and the leader of the Foot Ninja, a group of skilled warriors who served out his wishes. I was head of his divison in Japan, and also his adopted daughter. When I came here, I had a brief alliance with the Turtles, before I had to abandon it to hold to my father's wishes. ...When...my father was...imprisoned, we shall say, I was mad with grief, for I would never see my father again. I attacked the Turtles, and though at first it seemed as though the Turtles were finished, Leonardo managed to defeat me. Later, we had another alliance, though it was a rocky one; we had to join forces to defeat a monstrosity known as the Demon Shredder, an impressive tengu who almost destroyed the world. After that, the Turtles disappeared; I became friends with April O'Neil, and when the Turtles returned we became official allies. After this, however, there was this...alternate dimension fiasco, as Michelangelo words it, and my father had returned. At first I sided with him again, but when it was apparent that he would destroy us all, including himself and me, I turned and allied once more with the Turtles. After his final fall, my alliance with them has remained strong." Karai paused here, allowing this information to sink in; Goliath and Hudson were processing this, along with Lexington and Brooklyn, while Broadway was struggling to figure it out.

Then, smirking, Karai added in another, previously unknown piece of information: "I am also Leonardo's girlfriend."

Mikey's jaw dropped, April's eyes went wide, and everyone else simply looked incredibly surprised.

"Dude, Leo, when were you gonna tell us?" Mikey screeched after blinking off the inital shock.

Leo, who had put his arm around Karai now, smirked, amusement glittering in his eyes. "Mm...I dunno. I wasn't really planning to tell you, honestly, though Master Splinter has known for a while."

"Bro, Don and Casey are gonna flip! Raph is gonna have a cow - no, scratch that, Raph's gonna have the whole barn!"

Leo's smirk became a sheepish grin. "That's what I was hoping to avoid."

"...Even I didn't see this one coming," April remarked. Karai glanced meekly at her friend.

"Truthfully, even I did not anticipate it. I do not think anyone really did."

Hudson had already shaken off the shock. "Well, lads and lassies, the night's not gettin' any younger. Let's be off, shall we?"


Even though the threat of his secret crush on the purple-haired girl Angel was hanging in the balance, Mikey was still off with Brooklyn, going to the East side of Manhattan to see if they could find Don, Raph, and Casey. April and Karai had taken Bronx, and were making sure nothing was going on in the park; Elisa, meanwhile, was on police duty with Matt Bluestone, Goliath and Hudson tailing her. Leo was with Lex and Broadway, patrolling the West side of town.

Suddenly, Leo skidded to a halt, and glared down into an alleyway. A whoosh of air indicated that Lex and Broadway had landed on either side of him.

"What's up?" Lex asked; by now, the Trio, at least, had figured out that when Leo stopped, it usually meant to be quiet and let the katana-wielding ninja take control of the situation, so the web-wing's voice was quiet.

"Purple Dragons." The answer was short and simple, and Broadway and Lex nodded in understanding. Though they had not had many personal encounters, the Turtles had explained to the gargoyles how dangerous the criminal gang could be.

"Do we take them out?" Broadway asked.

"Hang on just a minute," Leo responded. "Be quiet and let's see if we can overhear any details on this heist."

For a few moments, the only sound they could hear was that of large bags being loaded into a truck - bags of money, no doubt - when Hun's voice came.

"Good work, boys," the large man said; Leo stifled a growl. "All the money, and no Turtles to interfere."

"Guess again, Hun." Leo had jumped down to street level so quickly and quietly, Broadway and Lex were surprised to hear his voice come from the alley. The sound of metal scraping against sheaths followed, and dim lights glinted off of Leo's katanas.

Hun sneered. "Well, if it isn't the fearless leader of the group. Where are your brothers - are they too chicken to come out and play?"

"No, they're doing their own patrols," Leo answered calmly. "But I do hope you remember my friends." By now, with the soft rustle of wings, Lex and Broadway had landed in the alleyway, eyes glowing white. Hun stepped back, before his face contorted into a glare.

"Dragons, get 'em!"

With a battle cry, Leonardo launched himself at the first group of Purple Dragons, katanas slicing through chains, pipes, and even the occasional guns. Lexington and Broadway were equally successful in disarming their opponents, and a pile of unconcious PD's was quickly growing in the center of the alley.

It was Broadway who managed to get to Hun first. With a snarl, a lash of the tail, and a flare of wings, the large gargoyle launched himself on to Hun. The large man grunted from the force of the impact, but his own impressive strength allowed him to hold his ground. They were at a stalemate, glaring at each other, each trying to gain the upper hand.

Finally, Broadway struck. He stepped back, and Hun thought the gargoyle was giving up; until, too fast for Hun to react, Broadway spun around, his thick tail knocking Hun from his feet. By this time, Leo and Lex had dispatched the rest of the PD's; Leo was on top of Hun, sword at the man's throat.

"Not a good night to be a Purple Dragon."


"Park's quiet for once."

"At least this side of it is; we still have another half to check."

"...Good point."

Bronx, who had been padding alongside April and Karai, suddenly stopped, ears perked. He sniffed once, twice, and then began to growl.

"Hey, look, Bronx found something."

"No duh."

Moitioning for April to stay with Bronx, Karai agilely leapt onto a small tree. Her branch wavered for a moment before stilling; the black-haired ninja looked around, green eyes wide and alert, for whatever it was that had alarmed Bronx.

There was a rustle of leaves, and then two armed men stepped out from the bushes below Karai's tree. She held back a snort; they didn't even realize she was there.

"I thought I heard two voices," one hissed to the other.

"Maybe she ran off for help," the other replied. "Either way..."

He raised his voice now. "So, what's a pretty little girl doing out here all alone at night?"

April glared. "I'm just taking a walk," she hissed, venom lacing her voice. "And, in case you didn't notice, I'm not alone." At this, Bronx stepped forward, eyes glowing, and growled menacingly; his sharp teeth glinted in the dim moonlight. The muggers stepped back, eyes wide; and Karai struck.

She leapt from her branch onto the first man, then quickly sliced the other gun in half with a wakizashi she always had on her person. April and Bronx charged in; Bronx pinned the other man to the ground, and a swift kick left the first man limp on the ground.

Another swift kick to the head left the man Bronx had pinned unconcious. April and Karai, who had been glaring at the perpetrators, turned to each other and smirked.

"Patrols are never boring, huh?"

"No, never."


"I still say it was that monster from earlier this winter that took RECON."

"Okay, Matt, whatever you say," Elisa muttered. "Can we move on from that, please?" She took a half-glance out her window, into the side mirror, to see Hudson and Goliath were still behind her; that fact comforted her slightly.

"Fine, whatever," her partner, Matt Bluestone, grumbled, slouching in his seat and glaring out the window. Elisa sighed.

"Listen, Matt...I'm not your enemy. But you have your interests and beliefs, just as I have mine. But can we move past them, at least for now, and just concentrate on our patrol?"

"Yeah, alright..."

"All units. All units, respond. There is an armed robbery in progress on 55th and Broadway. All avaliable units, respond."

Elisa slammed on the brakes; they had previously been going in the opposite direction. In the quiet street, she made a U-turn, and began to speed toward the crime scene.

Above, Hudson and Goliath watched as the car swerved through traffic - in the opposite way they had been going. "It looks like Elisa's gotten a call, lad," Hudson remarked.

"Yes..." Goliath murmured. He flapped his wings as they turned, speeding after Elisa's car. "We should follow, just in case..."


"Cowabunga!"

The joyous laughs of the orange-masked Turtle could be heard across the rooftops; Raph scowled upon hearing them.

"Great. Mikey's in the house."

His purple-banded brother snorted as twirled his bo staff absentmindedly. "Come on, Raph; deep down, you know you love him."

Raph just rolled his amber eyes as Casey removed his hockey mask. "Hey, uh, Raph - one of your buddies is comin', too."

The red-banded Turtle looked up, blinking; sure enough, a dark shape was gliding over Mikey. As the aforementioned Turtle landed on the rooftop, grinning, the gargoyle landed too; Raph smirked.

"Hey, Brooklyn, how ya been?"

The brick-red gargoyle shrugged as his wings folded around his shoulders. "Eh, you know, same old. You?"

"Same old." Then both grinned, and proceeded to fist bump. Don rolled his eyes slightly, but Casey's blue eyes narrowed.

"Hey Raph, how come ya never properly introduced me to your friends here?" The black-haired vigilante's voice was edged with accusation, and Raph grinned sheepishly.

"Uh...there never really seemed to be a right moment," he explained apoligetically, scratching the back of his head. Straightening, he continued to introductions: "Casey, this is Brooklyn. Brooklyn, this is Casey."

The red gargoyle extended a clawed hand; Casey hesitated, but then took it and shook firmly. "Uh, nice ta meet ya, I guess," the vigilante muttered.

"Same," Brooklyn mumbled. Frowning at the tenseness that had enveloped the air, Mikey stepped forward, grinning.

"OK, so we've all met, wonderful. Now listen, we've got some awesome dirt on Leo!"

Raph's eyes widened. "Really? Dirt on Leo? Mikey, did you go nutso or something? ...Oh wait, you already were nuts."

Blue eyes narrowed behind the orange mask. "Oh, ha-ha, very funny Raph. Listen...oh, well, I'll let Brooklyn tell you. He won't start giggling or chicken out like I will."

"Wait, what?" The now-confused gargoyle shot a glare at Mikey, who shrugged and motioned for him to go on. Brooklyn sighed, wings drooping slightly. "Fine," he grumbled. "You so owe me though, Mike.

"OK, so this ally of yours, Karai - apparently, she and Leo are dating."

The reactions were what Mikey had expected: Donatello's chocolate eyes went wide, his mouth agape; Casey's eye actually twitched as his mouth opened and closed wordlessly; and Raphael looked as though he was torn between fainting on the spot and punching something.

"You're jokin', right? Mike, tell me you guys are jokin'," Casey pleaded. Mikey shook his head; he had started to snicker, but the laughter quickly died.

"Wish I could, guys, but Brooklyn here is telling the 100 percent truth."

All of a sudden, an evil grin stretched across Raph's face. "Oh, just wait until I get to Leo...! This is priceless blackmail!"

Mikey facepalmed as the other four began to move on and discuss the patrol. As he dragged his hand down his face, the orange-masked Turtle muttered to himself, "That's what I'm afraid of."


Goliath was panting slightly, but he mustered up the strength to roar threateningly at the retreating shapes of the theives. Hudson landed next to him; the old warrior looked exhausted, but the glimmer in his good eye showed that he wouldn't mind doing that again.

"It never gets old," Hudson murmured, sheathing his sword. Goliath nodded.

"Yes...it always feels good to stop people like that, even if Elisa cannot capture them and take them off of the streets."

"Watching them run in terror is reward enough, lad!" They began to laugh, a rarity between the two clanmates.


"Wait, so they tested RECON without me? Aw, man!"

Don had gone into full depression mode at the news that some new, exciting piece of technology had been tested without him. Brooklyn shrugged as his wings flapped; flying low enough to the rooftops for conversation wasn't all that easy, you know.

"Yeah...we were gonna call you, but the police surrounded us on the Statue of Liberty, and we figured if we did get caught, we wouldn't want you guys to get caught too."

"Aww, Brook, you're real sentimental, ya know that?" Raph was highly sarcastic, and the two red themed characters burst out laughing. Casey rolled his eyes as Mikey snorted, before skidding to a stop. Don, Raph, and Casey nearly slammed into him, and Brooklyn had to swoop back around to see what had made Mike pause.

An angry growl came, but it wasn't from Brooklyn. "Purple Dragons." Casey was clenching his hockey stick, knuckles turning white. Raph, too, was glaring, twirling his sais and ready to leap down.

"OK," Don hissed. "We go on three. One...two...THREE!"

The eyes of several PD's were wide as they looked up, gasping at the four shapes that were launching themselves at the gang. The three Turtles and Casey took out six PD's easily, and then launched themselves in seperate directions to continue their assault.

A few noticed the winged shape with glowing eyes swoop down, and all flinched at the piercing roar it gave as the red gargoyle's whip-like tail disarmed several PD's. He then proceeded to land, and it was five against an upwards of thirty Purple Dragons.

It wasn't an even match - for the PD's. Sais and roundhouse kicks, bo staffs and dragon punches, whirling nunchucks and hockey sticks were accompanied by a lashind tail and sharp claws. Within two minutes, the fight was over; Brooklyn, Raph, Casey, Mikey, and Donny were standing triumphantly over the pile of KO-ed gang members.

"You know, that just never gets old," Don remarked to Mikey. The orange-clad Turtle grinned.

"Yeah, it's always fun to watch them think they can beat us, and then get beat up."

"C'mon." Raph was glaring at them impatiently, along with Casey. Brooklyn was beginning to scale the walls, but had stopped to glance back down at them. "Or would you two rather sit here and miss out on more fun?"

Glancing at each other and grinning, Don and Mikey rushed over to follow Raph and Casey up the fire escape, as Brooklyn climbed up beside them. And once back on the rooftops, they took off again; there was more patrolling to do.