As they finally reached the building, Jezra reluctantly slipped her hand from Raph's. She passed Donnie and Mikey, taking in the building with her keen tactician's eye. She sighted a perfect entry point and smiled.

"Boom." She said to herself. She pointed it out and Raph followed her pointing finger.

"Don't you think someone should stay out here and watch you're back?" he asked. Jezra smirked.

"Not chickening out are you?" she teased. He couldn't help but smile.

"No, but someone needs to divert their attention." He said. Jezra nodded.

"I see your point. Alright, I'll go in. You guys try to keep them busy. It shouldn't take me long." She said. With that, she swiftly scaled the wall up to the vent she'd found, about 3 yards up and broke in, disappearing inside. Raph sighed inwardly. He wanted to go with her, but he knew she could take care of herself. He opened his mouth to tell his brothers to spread out when the front entrance of the building burst open to reveal a horde of Kraang, armed and ready. As Raph smoothly brought out his sais, he glanced at his brothers.

"Well, so much for a silent approach." He said, charging the Kraang with his brothers.

Meanwhile, Jezra was traversing her way quickly through the air vents on her hands and knees. She had no idea where Leo was, but she decided to follow her tactician's instinct and logic. Both were telling her to head to the middle of the building. The middle was one of the best places to keep a prisoner. They were surrounded by their enemies and anyone trying to rescue them would have to go through the dense enemy territory and somehow manage to get back out without being overrun or exposed. Virtually impossible, unless you were a Mikkelson. They had their ways. If something needed getting done, they were the ones for it. It didn't take her too long to reach the middle. She closed her eyes and listened for any clue as to where Leo's cell was. After a few seconds of sitting there, a loud grunt carried through the vent. She smiled and followed it back to the vent it came from, not that far from her. Leo was reaching up to the vent, trying to pry it loose with something, but Jezra couldn't see what.

"Leo!" she hissed. His head shot up and he squinted, trying to get a view of her through the slits of the vent.

"Jezra?" he asked.

"Yeah. Back away so I can kick this thing open." She said, waiting as he headed over to the wall. She laid back and slammed her feet into the vent door with all the strength of her lower body. The vent door went flying across the room, slamming into the opposite wall and bouncing off to fall with a clang to the floor.

"I swear they just get dumber and dumber. That, or they're just plain cheap." She said, hopping down and brushing off her jeans. Leo smiled and walked over.

"Ready to go jailbird?" she asked. He rolled his eyes.

"Sure." He said.

"What's that?" Jezra asked, her voice a little shaky, pointing at the throwing knife Leo held in his hand.

"I got it from one of the guys who captured me. I'm pretty sure they were your brothers." He said, handing the knife to her. She took it in slightly shaky hands and looked it over.

"Riley." She murmured.

"They think the Kraang have you. Although, by now they probably know the Kraang were lying to them." Leo said. Jezra sighed, shaking her head.

"Alright then, we should probably get going. Listen Leo, I'd prefer to keep this between you and me. For as long as possible. There're some things I need to figure out for myself here. Starting with what's the deal with my brothers. Kidnapping people just isn't their style." She said.

"My lips are sealed." He said. She smiled thanks to him.

"I appreciate it. What do you say we blow this joint?" she said. He smiled.

"Thought you'd never ask." He replied. She smiled and jumped up at the bottom of the vent opening, pulling herself up and rolling as she entered. She turned around and lowered her hand to help Leo up. As soon as he'd been pulled up, Jezra turned and led him back through the vents towards the outside, her little brother's knife stashed through her belt.

Back outside, Raph and his two brothers were still fighting off the never ending horde of Kraang. As he stabbed another Kraang through the head, he gazed around, searching for any sign of Jezra and Leo. If they didn't leave soon, they'd be overrun. He found himself a little surprised at this thought. Before, he would've been more stubborn to stay. It would be a sign of weakness to run. He remembered a conversation he'd had a few weeks ago with Jezra. They'd been sitting alone in the kitchen, just talking as he fed Spike. Raph and his brothers had just been in a fight with some Kraang and they'd had to retreat. He was still smarting from this and so he'd come to Jezra. Something about her always helped him calm down. He was going on about how they could've won if Leo hadn't chickened out and Jezra was simply listening, a distant look in her eyes, probably thinking of her brothers and a similar situation with them. Finally, he stopped talking and Jezra smiled at him.

"You have no idea how many times I've been in your shoes. My dad used to tell me that retreating can be a sign of weakness. However, a strong leader and a seasoned tactician knows when to retreat until better odds and when to stand and fight." She'd said with a hint of sadness as well as pride in her voice. That had stuck with Raph and it all came rushing back to him now. He shook his head as he slammed his sai deep in another Kraang head. He wasn't entirely sure if it was what she had said or just that Jezra had said it that had changed his point of view. He decided not to dwell on it.

"Jezra, hurry." He muttered. He was tiring and he could tell his brothers were too. They'd soon be overrun and they all knew it.

Torrak watched the three mutants fight the Kraang from his position on a roof across the street. Riley had said they had about three more minutes before the building blew. He smiled slightly. The Kraang would pay for lying to him. The smile slowly faded. He wasn't any step closer to finding his twin. If anything, he was back to square one with no lead to follow. He was starting to think that maybe she really was gone for good. He shook his head angrily. No, she was out there, he could feel it. Call it that twin sense. He didn't know where she was or why she hadn't come back yet, but his sister always had been a bit of a puzzle. She had her reasons and they were always good ones. She'd come back when she felt the time was right. He just wished she'd hurry up. Without her, it felt like a piece of him was missing. He needed her back or he'd go insane.