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TMNT/Gargoyles Season Two Avalon and Beyond Episode Twelve: City of Mutants Part Two

By

Celgress

"Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."

Gandalf – The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (1954)

City Hall the morning of June 27th, 1995

Armaggon was having the time of his life. Ever since he was a youngster, growing up as the human Vernon Fenwick, he had dreamed about this day, when all would grovel at his feet. He was never popular, even before the change Shredder & Krang had wrought upon him. It wasn't for lack of trying. No matter how hard he tried nobody ever liked him, even his former employer at Channel Six, his beloved chief, Burne Thompson. Armaggon bitterly recalled how Burne had discarded him without a second thought like a used tissue. Why couldn't anyone appreciate him? Why couldn't anyone see the visionary he was? All those years of taking abuse from Burne, not to mention April, Irma and later on those blasted Turtles, had given him nothing other than a mind full of resentment and a bad inferiority complex. Until yesterday that is. Yesterday he had achieved his ultimate destiny, his birthright! Yes everything was at long last right with the World.

Lounging on his makeshift throne, in what had at one time been the spacious main interview room of City Hall, Armaggon spied an orange furred female cat mutant who was standing nervously amongst a group of others on the far side of his chamber. There was something about the feline woman that held Armaggon's attention. What was it about her that held his gaze? He was at first unsure. The longer he looked at her the more he felt an odd connection. Yes there was definitely something familiar about this female.

"You there in the back the orange colored, female cat present yourself before me at once" Armaggon ordered, beckoning the female mutant forward with his right hand. "What is your name my dear?" Armaggon asked, as the cat creature walked up and kneeled before his throne.

"My name is April, April Jones my lord" April said, her eyes downcast. "I live only to serve you my master. In any capacity you so wish" April's gaze traveled upward meeting Armaggon's own as she uttered the last syllable.

This was almost too good to true! The spell had caught one of his worst enemies, perhaps his greatest rival. April was now under his complete control! He could kill her if he wanted. Wait screamed a thought that steadied his hand. There was something even better that he could do. Something that would both give him great, perverse pleasure and would give the Turtles, Casey Jones and their allies the Gargoyles no end of misery. Gently stroking April's cheek, an action which elicited a loud purr from the feline, Armagggon spoke.

"Tell me April my dear do you know what a concubine is?" A wicked smirk spread across Armaggon's fearsome face.

The TCRI Building near noon

"Sensors indicate that as of 06:00 Armaggon's forces have taken control of the entire city" Krang gurgled, while studying the information displayed by the banks of blinking computer terminals that dominated his laboratory from floor to ceiling. "The good news, if one can call it that, is our headquarters remains secure. Our energy shielding is holding. Our security measures have been successful. Additionally our primary nonhuman rehabilitation facility also remains secure. The bad news is we are no closer to creating a counter spell than we were when the crisis first broke out last night. Following an exhaustive search of the magical database I compiled from the pages of the Grimorum Arcanorum last year. It has been determined that the incantation Armaggon used was a combined modified enslavement & transfiguration spell originating in that very tome. Unfortunately, because of the alterations made, the normal reversals are rendered useless."

"I wonder how did Armaggon obtain these spells in the first place?" Shredder said, tapping his metal encased chin.

"The thief stole them of course when he was in our earlier employ" Krang said, waving a tentacle at Shredder dismissively. "The important question is how do we undo the damage the traitor Armaggon has done?"

"I'm all ears Krang. What do you have in mind?" Shredder asked.

"First of all we require more soldiers in our battle for supremacy" Krang said, flipping a switch adjacent to a microphone. "Anton bring in the new and improved Pack."

A door slid open Dr. Anton Sevarius entered. He was followed by the five beings that now made up the Pack. The original four members of the Pack had once been human. Now they were something more, or perhaps something less depending upon your point of view. The twins Jackal & Hyena were now cyborgs their bodies primarily made up of golden metal! One of Jackal's eyes had been replaced with an artificial one. The large, bearded, gray haired man named Wolf was now a huge gray furred mutant timber wolf! The Mohawk wearing Australian Aborigine Dingo had likewise been transformed into a large, though not as big as Wolf, mutant dingo dog. Standing behind the group was man sized gold & black colored robot with glowing red eyes that was crafted to resemble a human/canine hybrid. The basic body of the robot was modeled after the long destroyed Chrome Dome. The robot was designated Coyote version 1.0. It's function was nominal field leader of the new Pack. Coyote replaced the disgraced, in the eyes of Krang & Shredder, Dingo.

"Splendid, just splendid" Shredder said, clasping his hands together. "Coyote what is your primary objective?"

"The destruction of the groups known as the Gargoyles and the TMNT" Coyote said, in it's flat, emotionless voice.

"I don't know why this tin can is leading us now" Wolf grumbled, in a growling voice. "Just because Dingo proved unworthy doesn't me the rest of us are incompetent."

"Hey watch your mouth, or I'll shut it permanently" Dingo growled.

"Yeah, you and what army" Wolf retorted, the two new mutants getting in each other's face.

"Children, children" Shredder said. "No need to fight, you're actions prove exactly why we've put Coyote in charge of your little group. Bluntly we can't trust you."

"Sorry Master Shredder" Dingo & Wolf said, hanging their heads in shame.

"Coyote I am temporarily deactivating your primary objective protocol" Shredder said, turning his attention towards the robot. "You're new primary objective is to render all possible assistance to Night Flyer's squadron of Steel Clan Robots in restoring order to the City. This protocol will be activated in the foreseeable future until then you will execute your secondary objective. You will protect this building from all threats, comply."

"I comply" Coyote said, then left the laboratory the other Pack members reluctantly followed.

The streets of NYC mid-afternoon

Casey Jones had no idea where he was. Casey had wondered the City aimlessly since splitting off from the Turtles & Gargoyles the night before. He was still determined to find his missing wife. No matter what April was, and would always remain, his top priority. Maddeningly he had no idea where she went. He had quickly checked all the places he felt she might have fled in her confused state of mind, including their apartment, with no luck. Sure he had beaten-up nearly two dozen crazed mutants over the course of the day. Even his old, familiar companion senseless violence had done little to sooth his frazzled nerves. Casey was not the type of man who ever gave up. Tenacious as he was he could see no solution. His current dilemma seemed unsolvable. Whatever the solution might be, it remained tantalizingly out of his reach. He had to find April no matter what. His life wasn't worth spite without her. Where could she be? Casey almost wished he had a turtlecom, almost. He needed help as much as he was loath to admit it, even to himself.

A group of mutants shuffled by Casey's hiding place, a small alley. Usually Casey wouldn't have given the group a second thought. However he noticed this was the fourth group that had pass by heading in the same general direction since he had first hidden in the alleyway, which was only twenty minutes ago. He had observed the same type of herd behavior several times earlier in the day. The groups were also always headed in the same general direction. Casey wondered where the mutants were all going?

Slowly, stealthily Casey emerged from his hiding place. Casey snatched a small female mouse mutant from the rear of the group, placing his hand over her mouth so she couldn't alert the others. Casey pulled the mouse mutant back into the hiding place in the alley. Once he was sure they were alone, the group of mutants having continued on oblivious to the abduction, he released his grip on the small creature.

"I won't hurt you" Casey said, his voice barely a whisper. "I just want some information. Where are you going?"

"To our lord and master filthy human" the Mouse Mutant squeaked, "the magnificent Armaggon."

"And where exactly is the 'magnificent' Armaggon located these days?" Casey asked, his low voice taking on a hard edge.

"City Hall you disgusting hairless ape" the Mouse Mutant said, "I must be going. I am already late, and your actions have delayed me further."

Casey waved the mutant away. He watched her leave while contemplating his next move. At least he knew where Armaggon was now, and where April very well could be. The place of course was likely crawling with hundreds, if not thousands, of mutants by now. Entering there uninvited was as good as a death sentence. Spotting an old fur coat in a trash can a light bulb suddenly went off. Perhaps there was a way Casey could safely enter into enemy territory after all. Underneath his mask a wide grin formed on Casey's face.

City Hall late afternoon

Armaggon sat on his makeshift throne with his new toy on his lap. Her arms were draped around his thick neck. Armaggon had spent much of the day 'enjoying' her company, much to the chagrin of both Manx and Alopex. Both mutants expressed their displeasure with the situation. Alopex appeared especially distressed by Armaggon's public displays of affection towards April, which more often than not became extremely graphic. Armaggon winked, when following one such display, Alopex accused him of being a 'degenerate pervert'. Armaggon countered by asking the artic fox mutant if she were 'jealous' of the 'special attention' he was lavishing upon April. Alopex respond by storming out of the room, Manx right behind her. Armaggon just laughed heartily at the episode, enjoying the discomfort of his original minions.

"This one requests an audience with you Master" Scale Tail hissed, he and Killer Bee ushering in a particularly mangy mutant of some unspecified type. A mere two feet away from Armaggon's throne the unknown mutant bowed low before the inhuman dictator.

"Yes" Armaggon said a tad annoyed, shifting April off his lap and onto one knee. "What do you want my servant? Hurry up spit it out. I don't have all day you know. I'm a busy leader." Armaggon's eyes traveled over April's feline form, a predatory smile on his face.

"Revenge" said a familiar voice from within the undefined mass of hairy mutant.

Casey threw off the fur coat that had been his disguise. Casey sprang forward tightly holding the hilt of a machete with both hands. Casey's plan was to stab the vile Armaggon through the heart before either Armaggon himself, or his minions could react.

Roughly tossing April aside Armaggon dodged to the right at the last possible second. Casey's machete strike cut through thin air. Before Casey could ready another attack the cold, calmly hand of Armaggon encircled his throat. Lifting Casey effortless off the floor the enraged Armaggon chocked the life out of the unlucky man with one hand while simultaneously punching Casey in the torso so hard several ribs broke with the other hand. Casey, now seeing stars, dropped the machete before Armaggon carelessly tossed Casey's weakened form aside.

"Scale Tail, Killer Bee take this assassin to the holding area!" Armaggon roared. "When the two of you return we'll discuss your punishment for allowing an armed human killer to enter my court unsearched, do you understand!?

"We understand master" Killer Bee & Scale Tail said, picking Casey up off the floor.

"Good get this, thing out of my sight now!" Armaggon bellowed. By now April had cautiously resumed her place on his knee. "Now where were we my sweet?" Armaggon asked April with a smile. Killer Bee & Scale Tail dragged the half dead Casey out of the audience room.

The Labyrinth just after sunset

"No way lady" Raphael said, shaking his head. "We are heroes not coldblooded murders."

"Aye" Hudson said. "Taking a life in the heat of combat be one thing. What ye art asking of us it nah right."

"I assure you it is the only way you can undo the spell Armaggon has used" Queen Titania said, dispassionately.

"Are you certain there is on other way?" Venus asked the Queen. "Surely there must be some type of counter spell? Some conditions we could fulfill that would terminate the effects without terminating the life of the spell caster?"

"There is none. Does Armaggon not deserve death by this point? Has he not earned it several times over by his actions?" Queen Titania said by way of response, lifting up her arms. "Would the World not be a better place without Armaggon in it?"

"That isn't for us to decide" Goliath rumbled.

"I think this World would be a better place without Armaggon" Kala said, most of the other heroes looked at her in shock. "He is a monster. He tried to make me his slave. He admitted he wanted to torture me. Just look what he has done to all these innocent people."

"Kala don't say such things my sweet dudette" Michelangelo said.

"Why not Michelangelo it is true. It is how I feel" Kala said, standing her ground.

"Kala is right" Elisa said, everyone looked at the tan female gargoyle. "Armaggon took my parents, my family, away from me. He ruined the lives of millions without a second thought. I'm sorry, but I hate him."

"We shouldn't even be seriously considering this option" Angela said, her eyes wide. "Every life is precious."

"Most lives yes some, like Armaggon's, not so much" Brooklyn said. "I can't disagree with the fact everyone would be better off if Armaggon dies."

"Brooklyn you can't really think that way" Seraphina said, looking Brooklyn right in his eyes. "I know Armaggon has hurt you terribly in the past."

"He tried to use my Seraphina, to do this very thing only on a smaller scale" Brooklyn said, his voice filled with a mixture of rage and bitterness.

"We should consider all our options long and hard before we travel any further down this terrile path" Othello said.

"I agree with Othello" Leonardo said. "Once we do this once we make a conscious choice to take a life, any life, there is no going back. Our own lives will never be the same."

"How do you purpose we handle the situation Leo?" Mona Lisa asked.

"We should vote on the issue" Leonardo answered. "Majority rules, however those who vote against it are under no obligation to assist in the operation if the overall vote is in favor of doing so, Goliath do you concur?" Leonardo asked the Clan Leader.

"Seeing no other options, I'm afraid I do" Goliath said with a nod.

"Aye let us vote 'an be done with it" Hudson said ruefully.

Suddenly the turtlecoms started chirping. Goliath was the first to answer. He was greeted by the smiling face of Armaggon.

"How did you get this frequency?" Goliath snarled.

"A little kitty gave me her turtlecom. Wasn't that nice of her?" The image of Armaggon said. His long tongue licked the side of the head of the orange cat mutant that sat on his lap. "Isn't that right April? See April is my special friend now. Her favorite game is hide the fish stick." Armaggon finished with a wink.

"I think I'm gonna puke" Datura said, clutching her stomach.

"You fiend" King Arthur said.

"Adding rapist to your repertoire I see" Elisa said with distain. "Just when I think you can't sink any lower, you do."

"You can't rape the willing" Armaggon laughed. "Everything I've done with April has been consensual."

"BS, and you know it" Mona Lisa said. "You altered her mind with your stinking spell. It is no different than drugging somebody before you take advantage of them."

"What exactly do you want Armaggon, out with it before we block your transmission." Raphael demanded.

"Your friend Casey Jones made an attempt on my life earlier this evening" Armaggon said, his eyes narrowing.

"Yay Casey" Broadway said several of the other heroes applauded.

"In my infinite mercy I've decreed Casey Jones will die tomorrow night at Midnight" Armaggon continued undaunted by the reaction his earlier statement had garnered. "The execution will take place in Central Park. It'll be the social event of the year, you're all invited. See you there, if you dare bye bye." Armaggon's image blinked out of existence.

"Nice guy, what a charmer" Lexington said, rolling his eyes.

"What do we do?" Mona Lisa questioned. "The situation is sickening. We can't allow Armaggon to continue abusing April."

"Or kill Casey" Donatello added. "There has to be something we can do?"

"There is" Queen Titania, who had remained silent since before Armaggon's call, spoke up. "You can do the right thing. End this miserable miscreant's life."

"Queen Titania with all due respect your advice isn't helping" Desdemona said.

"My mate is correct" Othello said. "If you want Armaggon dead so badly, why not do it yourself and leave us be? Surely you possess the power to destroy him, if you so wish?"

"Oberon's law forbids me from taking the life of any mortal, even one as lonesome as Armaggon" Queen Tiatania explained, shaking her head.

"In sort you need as to do your dirty work" Raphael said an angry look on his face. "No thanks lady."

"I agree with Raphael we are not hired thugs Queen Tiatania" Goliath rumbled. "We will not kill someone because you ask. Tell us why this is so important to you. Why do you care if we stop Armaggon or not? What is your personal stake in this?"

"I will not be questioned by the likes of you. Furthermore how dare you refuse my request. Do not except any help from me in the future" Queen Tiatania said, before vanishing in a puff of red smoke.

"Where did she go?" Venus asked.

"Who knows the same place she came from?" Donatello said, shrugging.

"We can't worry about her right now" Leonardo said. "We need to save Casey, and restore the population of the City to normal."

"I agree" Goliath rumbled. "Our first course of action should be leaving the sewers. We must learn what is occurring in the City above. Then we can plan our next steps."

"You know we're only postponing the inevitable big guy" Elisa said, placing her hand on Goliath's shoulder as the heroes started leaving the Labyrinth. "We'll have to have the vote eventually. This doesn't change anything."

"I know" Goliath said simply, the two gargoyles followed the other heroes out of the Labyrinth.

The Home of Jeffrey Robbins that evening

"Hello who is there?" Jeffery Robbins asked, swinging his flashlight to and fro. The power had been out since late last night. The illuminating beam of the flashlight traveled over his front yard.

Jeffery Robbins had no idea what was going on, only that something was dreadfully wrong his neighborhood in Queens was never this quiet. Things had been this way since that strange program aired in place of the evening news last night. He had tried phoning his neighbors, but no one answered. His guide dog, Duke, had gone crazy the night it all started. The usually mild mannered canine had several braking fits that evening. It wasn't until well after mid-night that the behavior of the dog returned to normal. Duke's oddly aggressive actions combined with the general eerie atmosphere had kept Jeffery Robbins inside, until now.

"Aye tis' just us" Hudson answered, patting Duke's head the dog's tail wagging happily.

"Thank goodness" Jeffery Robbins said, with a sigh of relief. "Hudson is Split with you? Perhaps you can tell me what exactly is happening?"

"Ney Splinter is back at his home in the Lair" Hudson said. "A rogue mutant has cast a spell over ta entire City. Nearly all tha humans have been turned inta his slaves."

"How dreadful" Jeffery Robbins gasped. "When did this happen? How did this happen?"

"The spell was cast over the TV, last night during the six o'clock news" Seraphina explained.

"Hudson is this one of your granddaughters you've told me so much about?" Jeffery Robbins asked.

"Aye this be Seraphina" Hudson said.

"She sounds clever, very articulate" Jeffery Robbins said.

"There is something I don't understand dudes & dudettes" Michelangelo said.

"So what else is new" Raphael joked, earning him an elbow in the side from Mona Lisa and a withering glare from Kala.

"Why didn't Mr. Robbins change like the other humans?" Michelangelo asked.

"Good question" Broadway said.

"Please call me Jeffery" Jeffery Robbins said.

"I think I can offer an explanation. One must hear as well as see certain spells or they are ineffective. This must be such an incantation" Venus postulated. "In cases like this a blind, or deaf, person is immune."

"You must be Venus" Jeffery Robbins said, gesturing towards his home. "Split has told me much about you and your expertise in magic please all of you come in."

"Nay we have not the time. Jeffery please stay inside, it is a bad night" Hudson said, he and the others turning to leave.

"You are going to stop him, the one behind this, aren't you?" Jeffery Robbins said.

"Aye that be our hope" Hudson replied.

"Good luck, I have a feeling you may need it" Jeffery Robbins said, waving the leaving heroes off.

The streets of NYC the wee hours of June 28th, 1995

"How long have we been out here?" Broadway asked.

"Over three hours" Raphael answered. "Gee maybe we should just knock"

Leaving the home of Jeffery Robbins in Queens the heroes had spent several hours patrolling the city. Most of the areas they passed through were devoid of any activity mutant, human or otherwise. NYC had become a virtual ghost town. The Turtles had tried tracking down the families of their human friends Zack, Walt and Caitlyn but to no avail. Nor had the heroes been able to raise Detective Matt Bluestone on either the turtlecom or his home phone.

Obtaining several leads from the few frightened mutants they had encountered the heroes took up residence on the rooftop of a building adjacent to City Hall. Over the past three hours they had watched hordes of mutants enter the heavily guarded building, while only a few left. They knew Armaggon and his original mutants, along with the altered April and the captured Casey, were likely in City Hall however short of an attempted storming of the building there was little they could do.

"This sucks" Brooklyn said, kicking an empty tin can out of his way. "Are we just going to sit here all night?"

"Patience lad our time ere come" Hudson said. "In the meantime ye art makin' enough noise ta wake the dead, calm ye self."

"I doubt there is anyone up here to hear it, besides us" Brooklyn grumbled, capping his wings.

"You're wrong" pronounced a familiar, sinister voice from behind the heroes.

Whirling around the group was confronted by the Shredder, who was wearing his red & dark gray Steel Clan exosuite. Standing beside Shredder was a gold & black armored wolf man type robot with glowing red eyes, a gray male timber wolf mutant, a yellow male dingo mutant, two gold armored cyborgs who were clearly Jackal & Hyena, Night Flyer as well as at least two dozen Steel Clan Robots. Shredder, who had by now, removed his modified Shredder type helmet, flashed the heroes with a cocky grin.

"Well, well, well what do with have here" Shredder said. "Nearly all my enemies gathered in one place."

"I'd call this the catch of the night sir" Jackal cackled.

"Lets' eviscerate them" Hyena said, extending her razor sharp talons.

"Remember us Goliath?" Wolf growled.

"I wish I didn't" Goliath growled back, his eyes flashing white.

"You freaks humiliated us" Dingo barked. "I think it is high time we returned the favor."

The four upgraded members of the Pack advanced towards the heroes. The four Turtle Brothers, King Arthur, Hudson & Othello drew their weapons. All the heroes took up defensive stances readying themselves for combat. It was only the intervention of Shredder that prevented an all-out brawl.

"Children, please no fighting not while we have a common enemy" Shredder said, getting physically between the four Pack members and the heroes.

"You mean Armaggon" Leonardo said in a low voice.

"Correct" Shredder said. "He betrayed me. I will not allow him to go unpunished."

"What exactly were the two of you up to when Armaggon 'betrayed' you?" Elisa demanded, her voice filled with icy resolve and barley contained rage.

"He promised the spell would make any human who heard it mine and Krang's slaves" Shredder said, without battering an eye. "He didn't mention anything about causing mutations or increased aggression."

"I see" Elisa said softly before lashing out at the unsuspecting super villain. If Goliath had not held her back the female gargoyle would have gouged Shredder's eyes out.

"How dare you!" Elisa screeched, struggling against Goliath, "how dare you play God with the lives of so many, damn you!"

During Elisa's outburst The Steel Clan Robots along with Coyote & Night Flyer had trained their arm mounted laser blasters on the heroes. "Goliath control your woman" Shredder said with a smirk.

Releasing the now calmer, though still extremely agitated Elisa, Goliath got in Shredder's face. "You are a liar, a thief, and from what I've heard a murderer! I should make you pay for every life Armaggon has ruined!"

"Do you want vengeance or a potential solution?" Shredder asked the hulking gargoyle. "This current crisis is bigger than any we have ever faced."

"You have a solution?" Raphael said skeptically. "Out with it."

"Krang and Anton have fully translated the text of the spell Armaggon used" Shredder explained. "It will remain in effect until, and unless, 'the sky burns'.

"How do we make the sky 'burn'?" Desdemona wondered. "Is it even possible?"

"Krang and I have developed a plan to do so" Shredder said. "Meet us at castle Wyvern atop my TCRI building tomorrow night after sunset, if you're interested in helping. We're leaving, now." Shredder said, turning his attention towards his crew while placing his helmet back on. "Remember be there tomorrow night if you want to stop Armaggon." Shredder said to the heroes before he and his crew took off into the night.

"Should we trust him?" Goliath asks turning to Leonardo. Who had remained silent during the most of the ordeal.

"Do we have a choice?" Leonardo said.

The TCRI Building an hour later

"Will they come?" Krang asked the moment Shredder arrived in the lab of the latter.

"They'll come they can't resist playing hero on such a grand scale" Shredder said, removing the helmet of his exosuite. "Once they have outlived their usefulness it will at long last be time for my revenge."

"I love a good old fashion double-cross or, considering Armaggon's earlier actions, would this more accurately be classified as a triple-cross?" Krang gurgled rubbing his tentacles together with glee. "No matter, either way it warms my black heart."

"What heart Mr. Brainy" Shredder said.

"Oh Shredder you can be so cruel" Krang squawked in dismay.

"Thanks, I try" Shredder laughed.

A helicarrier somewhere above Manhattan early morning

John Canmore sat at a control panel. The mercenary was outfitted in his SOR-PFN garb, minus his mask. His helicarrier had just arrived in NYC from Bermuda, where it was semi-permanently based, following reports of bizarre civil unrest that was sweeping NYC. He had suspected mutants were behind the unrest now, watching Armaggon's transmission with the sound muted, he was certain of it. His Wife Karai had taught him enough about magic that he both knew how to protect himself from the affects as well as being aware that if you killed the caster in nearly all cases you'd terminate an ongoing enchantment. He was glad Karai was on a mission in Central America. He feared destroying this Shark Mutant wouldn't be easy. Rechecking his weapons he plotted a course for City Hall, the building his sensors told him was the epicenter of the current mutant epidemic.

"Your time is almost up, ugly" John Canmore said putting on his mask while watching the video loop of Armaggon casting his now infamous spell on his monitor. "Hope you've enjoyed your ill-gotten gain because the hammer of justice about to fall."

To Be Continued