Chapter 25

Mystique exhaled heavily with a hard gruff as she glared to wolfjade, and crushed the walkie talkie in her hand. Taking a step beside wolfjade and brushed back her hair, lowly stating. "What is so special that these freaks are willing to go whatever possible length to rescue you? What do you have that no one else doesn't?"

"Sir." One soldier cleared his throat to gain her attention, looking over his shoulder. "What is it, worm!" she hissed, gritting through her canine teeth. "We are only a mile or two from base." He answered.

"Good." Mystique purred. "Sir, something on radar." One soldier called, informing her. "Show me." She demanded orderly. Obediently showed the unidentified objects that appeared on the screen, assuming it only to be the terrapins but what they realised that, there were too many to specify as only one. There were many, and uncertain of what they were. "Ignore them, it could be the terrapin's trying to trick us in hope of scaring us. Resume to base soldier."

"Sir, bishop is online."

"Patch him through." She ordered. "Change of plans, mystique. Do not return to base, go to the abandoned warehouse near the boarding docks with the specimen."

"Understood, sir. Will you be waiting there?" she curiously wondered. "I'm already there, mystique. You must shake those terrapins off your ass first."

"That shouldn't be a problem."

"Good."

Meanwhile not far behind, speeding on the highway to gain closure and victory to reclaim their stolen family member. Not knowing that they too, were followed. "Guys I am detecting movement behind us and they are gaining fast, real fast." Donatello informed his brothers.

Quickly looked back through the windows, and searched carefully. "Where? I see nothing Donnie." Raphael told him, still stared out the window then Donnie replied. "I am telling you, there is something out there and whatever it is. They're moving faster than we are. And I do mean, fast."

"What would be moving that fast that we can't see them?" Raphael asked, scratching his head. "Maybe we will find out soon as we arrive to the battle field." Leonardo stated. "Least we have allies, right?" mikey stated, with a soft breathe.

"Right." Leonardo replied, paused for a moment the continued. "Whoever they are or what they may be. They seem to doing the same as we are."

Foot headquarters, New York

Oroku Saki grew more agitated with the physio therapy as he became anxious to return to his strong, superior self. Sitting in the wheelchair, staring out the window and lightly ran his finger along the tea cup. Enjoying the aroma of the jasmine and green tea whilst absorbing the warmth. The door opened and light footsteps approached him, soon as the door closed and a gentle voice greeted him.

"Good evening, Oroku." Hana smiled. Looking up to her, returning the smile and placed the cup down on the window sill then reached up, draped his hand around Hana's waist and gently gestured her to sit on his lap. Hana allowed herself to be seated and draped her own around his neck for support as she deeply gazed into his dark brown eyes. Tenderly caressed his cheek and softly kissed his forehead.

"How are you feeling, love?" Hana tenderly asked, resumed gazing in his eyes once again. Looking down, caressed her womanly hip tenderly and lowered his hand then politely grasped upon his thigh. "Better, now you are here my love."

Hana chuckled, kissed his nose playfully and said. "Ready for another therapy session?" Saki chuckled, smiled happily as he gently pulled her close to him and nuzzled her breasts then answered softly. "Maybe later, Hana. May I wish to hold you for alittle while, please."

Brushing his hair back then ran her fingers through gently, softly sighed then replied. "You may. If that is what makes you happy."

Lifting his head and glanced tenderly to Hana with a smile and loving reply. "Yes, very much will make me very happy. Are you happy with me?"

Cusping his cheek tenderly and caressingly soft, leaning close and kissed him passionately for a tender sweet moment then broke the kiss and answered softly with a nod. "Yes, very happy."

Saki smiled, caressed her cheek and gently pulled her to him again. Sharing a tender loving kiss, and tightening embrace. With a deep inhale of pleasurably breathe, and embraced one another as they enjoyed the starry night together. "Should we tell your daughter about us?" Hana curiously wondered.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Hana. When would you like to share the news?" Saki asked, desiring to share news with his daughter. "Whenever you are ready, I will be right by your side supporting you and hold your hand loving."

Smiled with sheer happiness, once again he kissed her softly.

Elsewhere in the city morgue. Where grieving, angry parents had lost their children in devastating events. The youngest in the subway when held for ransom but was murdered out of spite and the other, found behind a dumpster within a filthy alleyway. Covered over with dirty newpapers, covered in blood. Badly bruised, battered and mutilated beyond description. Awaiting justice but were requested to confirm the bodies of their daughters that were taken from them too soon.

Mrs Joneson wailed horrifying, while embraced by the angry father; her husband as their eldest daughter was found murder after went missing. Given sympathy and condolences by Chief Banks but the deepening grief and loss will never bring back or return what had been taken from them. "I am so very and truly sorry Mr and Mrs Joneson."

"Get out." Mr Joneson whispery requested, holding his devastated wife within his embrace before glaring at the police officer and rose his tone as he repeated himself. "I said, get out and leave us be."

Chief banks exhaled heavily, lowering his vice as he shut his eyes then turned on his heel then left the room. Leaving the grieving parents in the morgue together. Listening to the haunting wails, a deputy approached his side and grasped his shoulder. "It isn't your fault, chief."

Brushing the hand away from his shoulder and lowly said. "Who is it then? Call it what you will but those devastated parents will never see their daughters again. I want the bastard, find him and kill him."

"Kill him?" The deputy confusedly repeated. "Yes, kill him." Chief banks ordered. "Pardon me but that won't make anything right, sir."

"No, but least it will take one animal off the streets." Chief banks gruffed harshly and walked away, leaving the deputy standing by the morgue entrance.