"Are we there yet?" Michelangelo borderline whines from the back.

"Yes, unless I'm completely lost," Donatello says unreassuringly. Leonardo peers ahead.

"Well, this is the woods. We gotta go on foot."

Raphael leans over and pushes Spike, who had decided that the best way to spend the trip was by taking a nap. She starts awake and swats at him groggily.

"I'm up," she says. She stretches and unbuckles. "Time to get lost."

Donatello takes out his scanner and exits the van. "Hopefully not."

"Oh, I guarantee we will get lost," she assures him, opening the door and climbing out. "That is the purpose of woods."

Leonardo rolls his eyes and slams his door shut. "Stick together, and be careful." He starts into the darkness.

~Trouble Strikes Again~

"Fifty eight bottles of pop on the wall, fifty eight bottles of pop," Michelangelo sang. "You take one down, you pass it around, fifty seven bottles of pop on the wall!"

Leonardo sighs.

Raphael's eye twitches.

Spike turns. "Look, we realize you're trying to break the spooky atmosphere, but….let's compromise. Hum. How about you hum instead?"

Michelangelo sighs. "Fine."

"Where'd he get all the pop anyway?" Donatello mutters, raising the scanner again. He whacks it. "C'mon you stupid thing."

April peers over his shoulder. "Is it malfunctioning?"

"No, it's just hard to get a reading in here." He frowns. "Wait…got something maybe…..fifteen meters off?" He points left. "That way."

Leonardo peers through the forest. "Okay." He glances around. "Be prepared for anything."

The fifteen meters go by fast.

Donatello glances at the wooden building in front of them. "Huh. This is where the signal is coming from."

"Okay guys, keep quiet, and-" Leonardo begins. Raphael kicks the door open. "Forget it," Leonardo sighs.

Raphael's voice comes back to them. "It looks like a lab or somethin-" his voice cuts off and he grunts. Three seconds later, he sails through the doorway. April ducks and Raphael slams into Michelangelo and Spike.

They both go over. "You gotta be jokin'," Spike wheezes from underneath. She pushes. "What the heck happened?"

Raphael climbs to his feet and shakes his head. The door splinters as something larger than Raphael comes out.

Huge frame, green skin, a large shell.

"It's another turtle," April gasps, stepping backward into Donatello. He puts a hand on her shoulder.

"How?"

The turtle cocks it's head. "You could ask," it says in a gruff voice.

Michelangelo stands up. "You can talk?"

"'Course. Can't you?" It cracks it's thick neck.

Spike shrugs. "Okay," she says, trying to keep her voice steady. "Uh, how are you….what?"

A familiar form steps out of the building too. "Allow me to shed some light on the situation."

"Sacks," April spits. Eric Sacks nods coolly.

"Ms. O'Neil." He turns to the group. "This," he gestures at the turtle. "Is success. I have a partnership with another group who has great interest in you." He smiles thinly. "I have something they need, and they have something I do." He nods. "Codenamed Slash, this is our first attempt at recreating mutagen."

"It was destroyed," Leonardo says slowly.

Sacks laughs. "That batch, yes. We have more. Oh, so much more. And…your blood. Combining them, we created this."

Slash nods.

"Partially to get rid of you," he says in boredom. "Get them."

Hello yes Sacks is back sorry. And there is another older character. Thanks for reading, and please review and tell me what you thought.