The turtles were awestruck. Even though it was common knowledge at this point to them that the large majority of the Triceraton Empire had been eliminated thousands of years ago, it was another thing to witness the event firsthand. They were living the course of history, for it was this same explosion of epic proportions that served as the catalyst for the remaining Tricertaons to destroy the earth all those years later.
"Those bastard Kraang." Raphael said to himself and his brothers as he watched Kraang Subprime relish in delight, surrounded by a swarm of brainwashed Droids. The turtles were anything but delighted however, as the deaths of so many in a single swoop disgusted and angered our heroes to say the least.
"Focus, Raphael. We have to know what these guys are up to." Leonardo said in response, being carefully observant.
"Kraang Subprime, what is the status on the Mutagen Bomb?" Kraang Prime asked.
"All ready for deployment my lord. Once we use this on our first test planet, Earth. All of its inhabitants will become Dimension X creatures and the landscape will become suitable for us to thrive." Kraang Subprime said in response.
"Good." Kraang Prime said, mildly giggling. "And are you ready to take care of Bishop and the Utroms?"
"Yes, today will be the day that Bishop and the Utroms will be no more." Kraang Subprime said with a cold and sadistic smirk across his scarred face.
The turtles looked at each other, knowing that action will have to be taken quickly. They couldn't afford to let either plan be set in motion, for the consequences would be disastrous to say the least.
"We'll have to split up guys." Leonardo said to the team. "You and Donatello will have to use your smarts to try and stop that Mutagen Bomb, while me and Raphael will go and help Bishop." Leonardo then turned to Donatello specifically. "Donnie, do you still have that anti-Mutagen with you?"
"Lots of it in my shell alone." Donatello said in response. "Perhaps it can be used to weaken the Kraang hive mind, and retard their knowledge of Mutagen, till a point where they'll have to spend thousands of years just re-developing it."
"Good. The plan is set." Leonardo said as he looked at his brothers. "They may have brute strength, but remember that we all are from the future. We're way ahead of them in terms of foreknowledge, so we can't risk losing that advantage by giving ourselves away."
"Lets do this bros." Michelangelo said as he and Donatello stayed behind, with a plan to infiltrate the technodrome containing Kraang-Prime while Leonardo and Raphael left.
"There's a ton of them out there, we don't stand a chance on our own." Donatello said as he saw the hoardes of Kraang guarding the technodrome. "We'll need a distraction."
"I just know who might be able to help us." Michelangelo said with a smirk on his face as he pulled out his Temporal Holo-Projector, used to contact Renet at any point in time or space.
"You're a genius here Mikey!" Donatello almost shouted, just barely avoiding the urge in order to avoid attracting any unnecessary attention.
"I sure am bro. I don't wear all this mumbo jumbo for no reason." Michelangelo said in response, referring to his fancy outfit in Dimension X that he had acquired during their first trip to the place.
"The best way to is to fight fire with fire." Donatello said as he observed the hundreds of Kraang passing by. "An alliance with the Triceratons wouldn't be possible at this time or any other time period due to their unwillingness, but I know of someone else who can create diversion while we infiltrate the technodrome."
"I'm already ahead of you, brah." Michelangelo said with a cheeky smile on his face as he began to use his Tempo-Hologram Projector.
"Hello, Renet here." A voice echoed from the machine.
"It's the cute turtle, Renet." Michelangelo said, ever so slightly blushing.
"Ah yes, Mikey. How may I help you at this time?" Renet asked him.
"I was wondering if we could get the help of Sal Commander and his army against the Kraang in Dimension X?" Michelangelo asked in response.
"From which time period?" Renet once again asked him.
"From my present day when they all know and trust us. Is it possible?"
"Hold on. I'll check with Lord Simultaneous to see if would create a time paradox."
Michelangelo and Donatello looked at each other, hoping that their request would be granted. They waited a few minutes, but Renet eventually came back on the line.
"I've got good news. I can bring over the entire Salamandrian army to you without any sort of disruption to the space-time continuum. It should take about half an hour but I'll try my best to bring them as quickly as possible."
"Thanks, Renet. You're the best." Michelangelo said, his voice becoming more excited with each response.
"That's nothing, wait till you see what I've got for you when your mission here is done." Renet said in response in an equally cheerful tone.
"Bye Renet."
"Bye Mikey."
Michelangelo and Donatello quietly waited In that same corner for a good few minutes, using that time to nourish themselves with food and water so that their mission would go as smoothly as possible. They were about to complete something of an incredibly large scale, but the pair were incredibly content and relaxed compared to other missions that just didn't compare in size. After all, weren't they just following the course of history as it was meant to be? Bishop and the Utroms certainly surived thousands of years into the future despite being betrayed by Kraang Subprime, and the Kraang as a whole would not perfect their Mutagen until their invasion of New York during the same time, so their mission would've had to have succeeded. Neverthless, they were invested and not the slightest bit unmotivated, for the fate of many worlds lay in their hands.
Michelangelo and Donatello then turned behind themselves, as they heard the faintest of Footsteps. Being hyper vigilant, they turned around immediately into a defensive posture, for they could've been spotted by their enemies. But to the relief of the two turtles, it was not a Kraang but rather a Salamandrian that approached them.
"In our culture, your poses are one of welcoming and acceptance." Sal Commander said with a smile on his face as he approached the two. "What help do you turtles require from the Salamandrian race?"
"Good to see you Sal Commander." Donatello and Michelangelo said simultaneously, shaking hands with the advanced reptile. By this point, he had recognized that it didn't mean a call to war like in his home world, so Sal Commander gladly extended his hand and greeted the two.
"We need you to create a diversion by having your forces engage the Kraang so we can enter that battle fortress." Donatello said as he looked towards the technodrome. " You up to the task?"
"Anything for you, brave turtle warriors." Sal Commander said in response. "After all you've done for us, consider this a return favour. Anyways, How is Mona Lisa back on earth?"
Michelangelo and Donatello looked at each other briefly before looking back at Sal Commander.
"Well, There was a battle in New York with the Foot Clan, and Mona Lisa was one of the bravest fighters." Michelangelo said. "Unfortunately she didn't make it out alive. No one except for us did."
Sal Commander had a brief look of remorse on his face as he received the news, but to the surprise of the turtles, his grief was soon gone.
"I have seen many years of battle, and lost many of my comrades." Sal Commander said as he looked up into the Pink Dimension X sky. "Mona Lisa was one of the best warriors we've ever had. Her efforts will not be forgotten."
Michelangelo and Donatello looked at Sal Commander, knowing exactly what he meant. All of their friends on earth, whether it was April O'Neil, Casey Jones, Karai,The Mighty Mutanimals, Mona Lisa, Bebop or Rocksteady might've perished in the Final Battles against the Foot Clan, but the memories of their brave efforts lived on in the turtles' psyches. In fact, by doing what was best at this point in time, the turtles were only honouring those very memories.
Strongly motivated and ready to undergo their mission, Michelangelo and Donatello then prepared themselves to make their way across the Kraang patrols stealthily, while Sal Commander got his army ready to create a diversion.