Turtlefreak121: It's been later than a week, unfortunately, but more than fortunately it has been less than two years since the last update so this story is just FLYING according to precedent standards! I know, pathetic, but you all can humor me to say the least. Oh, well. In an awkward set of circumstances, I wrote Chapter Nine two years ago on my way to Florida to visit my grandparents and it appears that I am writing this chapter under the same circumstances. I think it's sadder that this is my first time to take that exhausting trip again than it is that I'm writing the chapter in the same circumstances. Oh, well.

Thanks to everyone who has read this story to this point!

A Dog's Best Friend

Chapter Eleven

By Turtlefreak121

Disclaimer: The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are (c) of Mirage Studios was created by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird. TMNT-2003 is (c) to 4Kids entertainment. Road Rovers is (c) of Kids WB and was created by Tom Ruegger. "A Dog's Best Friend" is a fan-created story (c) of Turtlefreak121. The storyline, though none of the characters, is also (c) of Turtlefreak121. Plagiarism will not be tolerated in the least. Thank you for your time.

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Danger Danger!

"So what exactly will this Parvo guy do with the Transdogmifir-thingy, Blitz?" Michelangelo questioned as the duo made their ways through the halls.

Blitz paused at yet another corner and upturned his nose, smelling the air. He growled slightly before making his way through, Mike trusting the dog's abilities to sense other guards making their ways through the halls. Mike was only glad that he had been paired with the one who bit stuff rather than the one with super speed – who would have guessed that dogs were so fast?

"Not good things," Blitz responded lowly. He let out a small cry and shook his head at the very concept. "Nie – not good things much at all, Michelangelo!"

"But it'll just make a bunch of Road Rovers, right?" Mike questioned, scratching his head. "Wouldn't he have to find really bad dogs in order to make them bad Road Rovers?"

Skidding to a halt, Blitz tapped his chin and grew and obscured expression before shaking his head completely. "No, no!" he exclaimed. "Parvo already make good dogs bad Rovers all time, they not stay way, though!"

Mike looked at his friend confused. "How can he do that?"

Blitz shrugged. "His machine not good as Transdogmifir, not stay y for long," he explained to the best of his abilities.

Suddenly, the Doberman tensed and moved his ears toward the next corner. He whined and shuddered as he realized that he had overlooked the obvious footsteps in their direction. "We ah-bout to be found, turtle!" he exclaimed before letting out a scream. "An' I think I smell bourse!"

"What?" Mike exclaimed before looking to the corner only for Donatello and Exilio to emerge. He relaxed at seeing them and wiped his brow.

"I thought I smelled chicken," Exile huffed at Blitz he and Don came to a stop beside the other duo. "Blitz, you had better not given away where we are!" he chuckled. "I'd ah hate to have Colleen mad at meh if I were you."

Blitz released a short growl at his Russian friend and shook his head. "I never give away where we be!"

The two turtles stared at the teammates before sharing the same perplexed and unamused expressions. At last, they turned from the altercation and Don placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, thumbing the direction of Blitz.

"Was it bad?" the brainy one questioned.

Michelangelo shrugged. "Eh, had worse," he responded. "You?"

"Well, rather productive," Don admitted before showing the vile of cure to Mike. "We made a cure and I learned some Russian."

"Aw! No fair!" Mike whined.

The two ninja hesitated their exchange and looked at each other as they both recognized the sounds of approaching guards. They looked to each other in horror before leaping for the nearest shadows, leaving behind Blitz and Exile.

Don looked back at the bickering Rovers. "Guys!" he whispered urgently, barely grabbing their attentions. "Hide!"

At that instance, the two friends realized that there were people approaching and looked at each other before yelping and looking for some sort of cover. Unfortunately, the two were not quite as Stealthily Equipped as their new reptilian friends.

Exile pointed at the somewhat shadowed wall and his eyes lit up on a fiery red before he blasted the walls, delicately yet quickly carving out two crevices perfectly matching his and Blitz's silhouettes. The two immediately fit into their holes like puzzle pieces.

"So unfair," Mike muttered.

It did not take long for the two guards to stop in nearly the exact place the ninja and Rovers had been. Fortunately, the two were much more concerned with the approaching guards leading Parvo and Groomer at gun point than they were with the blatantly hidden Rovers and ninja.

Bishop followed behind growling.

"You sent that monster creation of yours after the President of the United States?" he demanded of the two who merely laughed. "That was not part of our deal, Parvo."

"You should learn to more accurately choose who you make your deals with, Agent Bishop," Parvo grinned cheekily. "The next international criminal you hire might turn more directly on you. That is, of course, if the Vice President keeps your position open after he takes office in the President's tragic death."

"Take this man and his assistant to the federal prison," Bishop snarled at the guards.

"I just got out, General!" Groomer complained to Parvo.

"We shan't be in for long, Dear," he assured her as the guards joined the other two in leading the villains off. He grinned back at Bishop. "Do send my condolences to the President's wife and children for the loss of their father, husband, and dog."

Bishop pulled out his own pistol from within his coat and loaded it. His eyes narrowed. "You are correct on at least the last account."

Blitz and Exile released collective gasps as Parvo, Groomer, and the guards disappeared through a door. The two emerged from their hiding and approached Bishop. The agent merely raised his brow at them.

"More of you," he muttered. "That would bring the Rover count to five I suppose." He clicked the cartridge of his gun closed. "Soon to be four."

"You cannot harm my comrade Hunter!" Exile snarled.

"We won't ah let you, Scary Man!" Blitz growled, baring his razor sharp teeth and knife like claws.

"Then I will have to cut your Rover numbers down to two, won't I?" Bishop said smoothly. "Your friend has lost his mind in the machine Parvo and Groomer used on him. To keep him from harming the President and others I will have to exterminate him."

"No, Bishop! Don't!" Don exclaimed as he and Mike emerged from around the corner. "Exilio and I made a cure for the machine. Hunter doesn't have to die." He pulled out the vile from his belt pocket to show Bishop.

"And how, might I ask, are you going to go about using that?" Bishop questioned.

"Leave this to us," Exile smirked. "I know mah comrade Hunter."

Bishop growled before nodding. "But I will take him out if the time calls for it."

The group of four made their way down the halls that Bishop came from. They had to take this chance to save Hunter and the others!

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The savage beast that emerged from within Groomer and Parvo's warped Transdogmifir was far from the lovable, laughable leading Rover that the turtles and their furry friends had come to know. With dangling, blonde mane and a horrific snarl lined with fangs, the new and unimproved Hunter made his horrific advance toward his future victims.

Leonardo unsheathed his swords only for Muzzle to snarl in his ear. "Huh?" the ninja questioned before looking to the Rottweiler.

"That's still our friend, Gov'na," Colleen relayed to the ninja turtle, sharing a concerned look toward him. "Somewhere inside him is still Hunter and we can't let him get hurt, even if right now he's a monster…"

Leo frowned before glancing back to the approaching beast. The foaming creature's hollow, soulless eyes certainly did not remind him of the happy go lucky Hunter they had met not so long ago.

Still, he recalled Don being in a similar situation. He knew the possibilities were there.

"Alright," Leo sighed before glancing around, overlooking the overreacting, horrified executive head not too far from them. "But we have to get a plan – somehow we need to get the President out of here and figure out what we're going to do from there." He looked to Muzzle and Colleen. "Suggestions?"

The two Rovers looked at each other and shared confused, unsure expressions.

"I gotta few!"

Suddenly, Raphael emerged, Sai at the ready, from the cabinet he and Shagg had been hidden in. He got in a prepared stance and grinned at the challenge ahead. "We're ready, aren't we?" he stated darkly before pausing at the absence of the giant shepherd's presence. He looked back. "Get out here!"

"Babooo aruoooo," Shagg whined before shakily emerging himself.

Hunter turned and gave the white fur ball a single roar.

Shagg squealed before rushing behind Raph for comfort and support, neither of which he received from the extremely aggravated turtle.

"Raph, good to see you," Leo expressed before frowning at his brother. "You said you had a plan?"

"Yeah, why not get the lug back into that machine?" Raph suggested. "Maybe it can reverse whatever it did the first time around."

"That's a thought," Leo muttered before his brow furrowed. "Or… it could make him into an even bigger monster…"

Lowering on all fours, the monster version of Hunter released a vicious howl before running forward. The blondish, yellow blur slung his body toward the President to the group's absolute horror – surely Hunter would not hurt his greatest friend and master!

"Hunter, no!" Colleen yelled before leaping with a battle cry, kicking into the monster's rib cage with her mastered force. She landed and once more placed herself into a striking position. "Sorry, love, but you need a good time out!"

Without warning, Hunter screeched an awful noise and grabbed an unprepared Colleen by her ankles only to send her colliding into the red masked turtle. The two yelped as they hit and disappeared within Shagg's furry exterior.

"Awrr?" Shagg questioned before looking down to the seamless sea of white coat.

"Hunter! No!" the President exclaimed as the dog came toward him yet again. "You can't! Hunter! Please! It's me!"

The beast paused and quirked its head to the side before foaming yet again and rushing into yet another charge. The President screamed only for Leonardo to emerge, stopping the beast's thick, sharp claws with his swords.

"I hope you snap out of this soon!" Leo growled lowly as he stepped backward, relieving the pressure of fencing with the large dog. "I don't want to have to hurt you—"

Without warning, the dog slid his claws upward, slipping the blades from Leo's arms and sending the turtle flying back onto his shell. The monster growled before raising a clawed hand to strike. His movements paused, however, when another, equally vicious roll of growling came through.

"Huh?" Hunter and Leonardo expressed before looking around to see that the flying blades had miraculously cut Muzzle free from his pulley and straight jacket's restraints. The mad dog was free and his gaze was firmly set upon his former friend.

Colleen and Raph's heads emerged just as Muzzle went loose on monster Hunter. Colleen ground her teeth in regret at seeing her friend be torn up by the vicious, mad dog. "Oh, boy," she sighed. "Guess my mate'll have a lump or two to explain to Hunter when he snaps outta this!"

Raph bit his lip. Even he was not prepared for this attack.

Just then, the doors opened up and the four remaining members of the combined group came through. Exile and Blitz both flinched and shook their heads as they saw that Hunter was under the dreaded attack of the crazed Muzzle. Don and Mike left their mouths gaping at the scene.

"Baaaaad situation, comrades," Exile muttered before looking to Don, producing a tennis ball from the pocket of his armor. "I believe, Donatello, it shall be the time for the cure!"

Don blinked before pulling out the vile from his belt. "A tennis ball?" he questioned skeptically. "What's that going to do with anything?"

"You shall see," Exilio laughed before there was a pained yelp and Muzzle came flying across the room, into the blue furred husky.

The tennis ball flew from the Russian's grip and landed in Michelangelo's hands. The turtle blinked at the catch and laughed. He grinned at Don. "Hey! I caught it!"

"Ja," Blitz whined before pointing to Monster Hunter's direction. "Aaaaand he ah wants it!"

The turtles looked to the approaching monster as its eyes settled upon the yellow ball in Mike's grip. He snarled and reared back, ready for an onslaught before rushing forward, causing Mikey to release a terrified scream.

Leonardo leaped to his feet and held up his hands. "Mikey!" he yelled. "Pass!"

In a split second, Michelangelo threw the ball over Hunter's head, just before the monster's charge was inches from the turtle. The monster's head followed the ball, turning him around before charging after the next catcher, Leonardo.

"I love this game!" Colleen laughed before rushing forward with Raph, waving her arms. "Leonardo! Pass to me!"

Immediately, Leo chucked the ball toward the collie, turning Hunter around yet again. He howled in irritation before coming after the female Rover and her newfound, red masked friend. Colleen grinned at the challenge.

"I think I get Exile's plan!" Don exclaimed before taking off the lid of the vile.

"Really?" Blitz muttered. "Just ah now you know the plan?"

"Colleen!" Don yelled before holding up a hand. "Over here!"

"You got it, Captain!" Colleen yelled back before throwing the ball to the brainy turtle. They completely expected results similar to the previous occasions only to be sorely mistaken as Hunter had caught on to their plan.

Don caught the tennis ball and wasted no time in coating it with the vile's liquid contents. "There we go!" he confidently said to himself before hearing the horrific snarl of Monster Hunter and the slew of warning yells from the others.

"Don, look out!"

The turtle looked up and gasped before being blind sighted by the canine mass. He barely had time to throw the weapon of cure into the air before he was sliding backward on his shell, using only his hands to keep the steel trap like jaws of Hunter from enclosing on his head.

"I don't have it!" Don exclaimed as Hunter roared in his attempts to chomp into the turtle.

The dog paused as he realized that Don was speaking the truth and looked around himself, searching for the toy at the center of his attention when his wild eyes at last came to a stop on it – in the hands of none other than Blitz.

"Uh-oh…" Blitz seethed before slowly backing away from snarling Hunter. "Good, Hunter… Remember your old friend? Remember Blitz?"

Hunter snapped his jaws before charging at his old German ally, causing the Doberman to squeal before reacting with the only reflex that seemed to be working, chucking the ball at Hunter's head.

Unthinking, the monster Rover caught the ball in its mouth and bit down hard on its surface. The others gasped as they thought for sure that the supposed cure had not worked at all when Hunter's face skewed and his jaw dropped.

The dog grabbed the sides of his head and howled something awful before falling on its back, withering in the pain of his regression into his former mutated self.

Shocked and curious, turtles and Rovers alike rushed to Hunter's sides as he shrank into his regular Road Rover form. Muzzle, on all fours as usual, came to Leonardo's side and snarled at his friend unsurely until Hunter blinked awake and grinned at them.

"Hey, guys!" he yawned. "Did I miss anything?"

The Rovers gasped before dropping to the floor and licking their friend's face excitedly. "HUNTER!" they exclaimed.

"Guys!" Hunter shouted as he realized what was happening. "I thought you were goners!"

The turtles stood and blinked at their canine partners. Raphael crossed his arms and snorted. "Lovely."

"Is… that you, Hunter?" the President questioned as he was still tied to his chair.

Hunter stiffly rose up and blinked in his Master's direction before blushing a bright red. "Oh… right… Hi, master. Guess I have some 'splaining to do…."

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Turtlefreak121: This was a fun update… In any case, I'm glad I picked this story up again, I had forgotten how much I adored the Rovers in this story. Next chapter is (finally) the last one and should tie up any of those loose ends I am sure you all would be questioning about in any case.

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