So, I had a great idea. Once this fic is over, how about I make a series of short stories about when the turtles and Karai were younger and growing up.

Also, I finally saw Spiderman Homecoming, and can I just say, it was awesome. And I made a picture on DeviantArt of Karai with puppy dog eyes. Seriously, if you guys look at my DeviantArt, let me know.

My aunt just got back from Austria and gave me a necklace with a pressed, preserved edelweiss in a necklace. Edelweiss is Austria's national flower, and I'm Austrian so it's great.

CC: You owe me 80 bucks! It was Leatherhead! - My brother: I don't own 80 bucks! - Then why did you up the wager then! - My brother: because I didn't think it was Leatherhead! - Fine at least give me 20 bucks - My brother: (gives me 20 bucks) fine here! - Thank you!

Me: Don't worry. Debts can be paid through chores.

JamesBondfan007: I can see Mikey talking to Karai about Leatherhead not talking to protect his friends. I think the conversation would go like this... - Mikey: Karai I don't think Leatherhead is a bad guy. - Karai: He is, Mikey. He's ruthless like the vigilantes. - Mikey: If he is ruthless why is he trying to protect his friends? - Karai: Mikey, if I was captured by the bad guys and they demand me to give up the location of where you were hiding. I won't say a damn word! Because I would rather die than rant out my family. (Hugs Mikey) - Mikey: We're not gonna kill Leatherhead right sis? - Karai: I'm not too sure Mikey...

Me: That's about how my written conversation between them went. I mean, Mikey does care about him, he just doesn't wanna look weak. How sad!

Guest: I just saw It Came from the Depths a few hours ago XD Hmm, I wonder if Mikey will end up being LH's friend or not.

Me: If you're that far behind in the show, you may wanna catch up and come back after. I mean, you can watch about eight episodes a day if you have free time.

Guest: I'm so shocked the story has 200 comments. I was expecting an epic retelling of the series but this seems kind of bleh honestly...but maybe I need to give it a fair chance. I didn't get too far in, just the first 10. But judging by the latest chapter, I don't think the writing gets better

Me: Well, that's your opinion. But you can't really stop at 10 and skip to 52 and just expect that everything in between was the same. I had some complex things between then and now. At the beginning, I was sticking closer to the script to keep the story grounded in something familiar, and then I let my brain go crazy. I'm just as shocked I have 200 reviews. My readers are amazing. Well, from the looks of this, most of them are. And if the only point of your review was to judge me, then I think it was a pretty big waste of time. I write how I wanna write, and I put in a lot of effort to get chapters out daily. So, I'd prefer to avoid receiving meaningless reviews in the future. Maybe you should skim those forty-two chapters you missed.

Guest: What's your deviant art name?

Me: Hannahthepadawan.


Leo, Raph, Donnie, and Karai had gone through an underwater pool they'd found near the site of the Kraang's attack. They had followed the submerged tunnel, Karai using a breather Donnie had given her before they left. They'd reached the other side without a hitch. It was only once Leo made a comment about the lack of resistance that the first trap swung.

Dodging projectiles bent on cutting them in two, finally, they made it to a tunnel at the end of the room. But even there, they weren't safe. Behind them rolled a barrel of something toxic, blades stabbing out of its cylindrical form.

Karai's breathing was heavy. She ran with all she had and thanked the Shinto gods that they'd left Mikey where it was safe. Well, as safe as anyone could be while guarding a huge mutant crocodile.

At the end of the tunnel was a dead end. A wooden wall spray painted with the words "GET OUT". Oh, she wished she could, but there was nowhere to go. They'd all be skewered by the barrel. But, in that moment of doubt, her brothers ran faster, Leo and Raph angling their shoulders to ram into the wall.

They're crazy. She thought. But, the moment they impacted with the wall, it gave way, and they all fell through in a pile of splinters.

Karai breathed a sigh of relief, going to stand when suddenly, a blade from the barrel landed in the floor next to her head. Bug-eyed, Karai forced herself to stand despite the close call.

She was the first one on her feet. She looked around as the others lifted themselves up. They were in a narrow room with gray brick walls. It was almost too small, suffocating the four of them. On the wall at the end wall, spray painted was the Japanese symbol they were all-too-familiar with.

"Great," Raph muttered. "It's a dead end."

Raph was always negative, but this time it looked like he was right. There was nothing here. She scanned the symbol for some possible way it might be a key to making the power cell appear, but as she ran her hands along the wall, she saw a faint purple glow from between the bricks. Could it really be?

"Maybe not quite, Raph." She said, pressing her fingers into the bricks. They gave, allowing themselves to be pushed in before folding away to reveal a nice, neat square compartment. Within was a cylindrical glass canister with a pink crystal trapped inside. Its glow was almost blinding.

Donnie was the first one to approach, pulling from his bag some metal pins connected to wires. "This thing is putting out some major power readings." He muttered, touching the pins to an outlet in the top of the cell. Suddenly, the cell let off a loud electric spark, throwing Donnie onto his back. He blinked once, trying to shake off the shock. "Why do I always have to touch the weird Kraang stuff?!"

Karai studied it as Donnie cautiously picked it up since no one else wanted to touch it.

"What does it power anyway?" She asked.

"With the right component parts, just about anything," Donnie said, studying the canister while holding it a respectable distance from his face. "Flashlight, blaster cannon, city on the moon."

"What would the vigilantes even want with something like this?" Leo wondered out loud.

Donnie shrugged, turning towards the way out. "To keep it out of the wrong hands?"

Raph huffed, crossing his arms like a child. "So they hate the Kraang too." He muttered. "Great. One more thing we have in common with those stupid punks."

Karai sighed, nudging the red-banded turtle lightly. "Don't worry, Raph. The more the vigilantes focus on the Kraang, the less we have to work to destroy either of them."

"Fine, that makes sense."

"Well, we've got our leverage," Leo said, following Donnie out the doorway. "Time to go interrogate a monster."


Leatherhead is not a monster, you jerks!

I feel like this was a very sorry excuse for a chapter. I was lazy, and next chapter is longer.

I found out that Sorries by Andee would be a great romance theme for Donnie when it comes to April. Like "I have foot-in-mouth disease" and "I'll fight your fight like it was mine" like when April tole him finding her dad wasn't his fight. And he insisted on helping anyway. You know, I need to write an au short story for this fic with more mad scientist Donniee.