CITY ASSAULT II

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(Diversion)

"We've apprehended, suspicious suspect on West 57th. White Male 5 foot 7, dark hair, long". Sheriff Toledo spoke into the police receiver. He was waiting on confirmation that the driver was in stable condition, but that could take days after an explosion like that. Nearly took out the entire street.

Two officers not of his department took the suspect into custody. He was going into questioning after being Mirandized. Bomb suspect.

The suspect was carrying a large velvet black case. When he was stopped and apprehended, the suspect let them open the container. Nothing was inside. All he did was smile and shrug. The witness who saw him walking a couple streets away noted his carrying case, and said it could have been holding the bomb or launch weapon. They've got him on ice for 22 hours but after that if they can't match DNA or bomb, or any sort of residue inside the case he was carrying, they'd let him go.

'Just looked like a smart mouthed kid to me'.

But the suspect wasn't on his to do list right now. He was telling the local department captain what happened, what he believed happened, and assess the damage. . . Add hold off the press vultures, and he had himself in overtime pay.

"Grekoffe, and Ven are questioning the witnesses that haven't been hospitalized. One of them said they saw a smoke trail come from up and that direction. Maybe it was a rocket from the roof . . . Guy was blown military style, assassination". Another officer with the name badge Quarr filled him in.

"Right, Come on, five of you guys!" The sheriff pointed to the rooftops in that general direction. The sheriff blew his whistle and clapped his hands before starting to jog towards the buildings, "I Want a forensic team to follow let's GO!"

(Tactics)

"Officials are still guessing as to the only means of this symbol, we have a latest lead on a possibility of this symbol originating from Japan. Japanese Immigrants in the city are calling in recollections of a possible gang at work. More on this as the story unfolds-"

"Aw Man . . ." Duncan stared at the TV. It was his night off.

"I take one fuckin' night off and Hun goes and pulls this shit" Duncan stood up with his cigar still hanging from his lip. White night shirt and his boxers, he started to pull on his pants.

His phone started vibrating on the kitchen counter. 'The kid'

"What do you want punk" Duncan answered putting on a belt.

'IT's all over the news dude, Hun didn't say anything about this!"

"Don't freak out rookie, If Hun had anythin' to do with it we would've had a meeting . . . It's her"

"Her? You mean the foot clan"

"Right, she's behind it" Duncan nodded into the cell.

"But Dunc, this is way beyond what I signed up for man . . . I'm like freakin' out here. I was told we'd be doin' small deals and maybe even gettin' in with Russia . . . No one said FUCK SHIT about killin' the mayor of New York City".

"You're using your prepaid cell right?"

"Yeah"

"Good, keep your mouth shut, and stick to what you were told to do. I'm headin' out to meet up with the boss, he'll tell us what's goin' on. Keep your cool and calm the fuck down kid. If you spazz, it's your own dick on the line understand?" Duncan grabbed his hat and jacket, locking the door behind him. Hanging up on the kid he headed for the office, Hun wouldn't be checking the inventory in Jersey with all this goin on.

(Family Matters)

When Duncan walked into the warehouse out in Jersey, he expected to find Hun there. Because he wasn't at the city hall, he wasn't at the office, and he wasn't at the old safe house where his new 'master' was hidin' out.

What he didn't expect to find was Hun standing on a scaffolding, while half the neighborhoods purple dragons, pee wee's and the table bosses rallying up like a freakin' dragon convention.

"Greg!" Duncan spotted Greg just to the left of the scaffolding.

People were shouting. "It's a fuckin' nut house in here!"

"QUIET!"

Hun boomed over the crowd. Greg upturned his eyes from smoking his cigarette, nonchalantly. The pee wee's were gettin out of hand.

"For those of you who have forgotten . . . Our alliance with the Foot clan"

"What's in this for us!?"

"Why do they need us to do this?"

"The fuckin' Cops are bustin' us on the curbs! We can't do business with the freakin' Police pullin over everybody scorin' a purple tat!"

"What's goin on Greg?" Duncan looked at him nervously. Lookin from Greg to the boss. There was NEVER a time when Duncan didn't know what the hell was goin on.

"THE FOOT CLAN has just announced their back in business! TO THE ENTIRE CITY!" Hun shouted over the crowd. Many cheered, men in in the background barked.

"The Shredder, head of the foot clan has called upon the dragons for a favor . . . A favor that I swore would be done with dragon blood and dragon honor!"

The cheering was louder. It was a mix of cigarettes and teen angst, revolution.

"The fuck is he doing" Duncan whispered.

"The Foot clan has just thrown down the Gauntlet, and Declared WAR on New York City"

The screaming increased.

"THE NYPD"

The cheers echoed in the warehouse.

People throwing their hands up, fists pumped, ready to start a war of their own.

"AND In RETURN . . . We'll have full control of the city . . . Our alliances with any other gangs in the area is considered Null and Void! You are to push the border of our territory, eradicate anyone working a corner. The Shredder's orders for you . . . City Wide Take over!"

"Dragon protected businesses! Dragon owned property! And Dragon controlled districts" Hun lowered his voice. Duncan stared hard, when Hun said there'd be change, he didn't think an assault on the city was one of them.

Amidst the cheering, a pale skinned purple pixie hair cut woman was standing near the exit, since the room was already packed.

"Oh my god"

Her lips whispered, before she took off out the door.

"Hey newbie! Over here!" Kat's model friend was ushering her over near the ladder to the cat walk.

"Pretty Decent right" She nodded over, her hair buzzed half back, the other side long and brown. A dragon tattoo around her neck extending to her arm.

"It's beautiful" Hanna lied.

(Angry Eyes)

"They've been gone for hours" Bethany whispered, they were sitting by the TV area. The news still on, no one wanted to turn it off . . . and was biting her nails.

"Beth . . . Bethany" Brandace tried getting her attention. Kelly grabbed her friends hand from biting, patting it with a sympathetic smile.

"They said they'd be right back" Kelly kept patting her friend's hand. Bethany looked at her nails. . ."I can't bite them anymore anyway".

Even Master Splinter took off with them, they said they had to go check on a few things and would be right back. It was the first time they'd ever been 'Alone' . . . alone.

"I'm just . . . gonna go make some coffee . . . yeah . . . that's what I'll do" Bethany stood up making a beeline for the kitchen.

". . . and here comes the caffeine habit" Brandace watched her friend take off.

"Maybe we should cut her off after two cups" Kelly suggested. Last time something like this happened, like when the scepter started reacting for no reason, Bethany started downing coffee. The results were a caffeinated high Bethany fishers who couldn't and wouldn't sleep.

What else could they do? It'd been three hours since they left, it was nearly 8:15 and they had school the next morning.

"Anybody else!?" Bethany held up the full pot of coffee and a container of Irish creamer.

"Right here" Brandace and Kelly both raised their hands.

"They're just showing the same stuff over and over" Kelly noticed. The news reporters didn't have any leads or answers yet, they've been showing the same footage all night and a representative of the mayor was speaking in a few minutes.

"I thought Leo wanted to watch that" Kelly mentioned.

"He did" Bethany sipped sitting down again. Kelly checked her phone again, the last message Mikey sent was an hour ago, saying they were taking care of some stuff and would be back soon.

Brandace turned up the volume . . . The city hall 'mayoral representative was about to speak'.

"Here today to speak on behalf of Mayor Baynoit, is his press representative Gharret Oaklayan . . . We're coming to you live from Channel 7. . .

All the reporters were silent, just as silent as the living room. Bethany leaned back sipping her coffee, Kelly pulled a pillow in front of herself for comfort.

'This past 7:30 on today of November 30th. Unfortunate during the holiday season when so many are just returning to their lives from the thanksgiving weekend. I am giving the formal public statement that at exactly 2:30 this afternoon Nicholas Baynoit Mayor of New York City, has in fact been assassinated. Two of his colleagues also perished in the attack.

'The reporters started shouting questions'

"Who were the colleagues?"

The press representative adjusted his tie and wiped his face with a cloth offered to him.

"The two victims were his personal assistant, Harvard Lewall, and District Attorney Pauly Mascholle".

"Was this a Mob hit!?"

"Is this a new gang threat on the city!?"

The reporters kept coming with their questions, and when the man decided to speak, they went silent. Maybe out of respect for the dead mayor.

"It's scary how they don't know" Brandace shook her head. Kelly looked over, hugging the pillow to herself closer.

"At exactly 2:35 . . . Just minutes after attack, City hall was draped with a symbol which we have not identified the profile of these attackers. Captain Jack Gerhard will be informing you in a press conference shortly after myself. On behalf of the Baynoit family, they ask for privacy to allow them to grieve in this great time of mourning for the loss of not only a father, a husband, and outstanding public official. But a friend and advocate for this city. . .

A man dressed in a sharp uniform, decorative badges and stars adorning the front. He shook the representative's hand both patting each other on the shoulders in a strong male fashion. Bethany heard the door open and stood up. Brandace looked up but was too into the report. Michelangelo walked in coming up behind Kelly and giving her a lowered hug from the back of the chair. She held onto his arms pointing at the screen. Leonardo stood beside his father. Donatello put his Bo staff to the side.

"What'd we miss" Raph sat on the couch next to Brandace. The couch almost slid back when he sat down, rushing to see.

"On behalf of the officials, the public, and with the full support of the NYPD. Our prayers go out to the Baynoit family, and the families of Lewall and District attorney Mascholle".

"It's that captain . . ." Donatello remembered pointing at the screen. "Captain Gerhard I believe, he was head of the abduction cases".

"Shhhh" Leonardo shushed his brothers putting a hand up, listening intently.

"Today, not only was there an assassination, but a represented attack on City Hall, and a threat given to the City. This symbol, has not been completely recognized. Unfortunately I cannot disclose vital information about this new open case".

The reporters were shouting questions, camera's flashing. Officials had their heads down.

"We will fly the flag half-staff, in honor of the lives that were taken today".

The camera showed the American flag, and the flag of the state of New York, being lowered half-staff.

"The suspects in question were dressed in tactical military styled clothing. The assassins used a military grade rocket launcher in the attack which took the lives of three, injured several critically, and damaged the homes and businesses of those near the blast".

Captain Gerhard wasn't reading from a report, he was speaking with his hands gripped to the podium. Officers lined behind him.

"We do not know the identity of which this symbol represents, we currently have leads as to the name and representation of this symbol. By current and recent definitions, the perpetrators by which this crime was committed have been upgraded to Terrorists. . ."

"Couldn't someone just . . . tell them-I mean . . . We know" Kelly stared at the TV, feeling awkward when a few looked directly at her.

"They would want to know how you know and where you received that information" Donatello informed her.

"Not only would that put you out in the open, but that would endanger our security" Leonardo nodded.

Mikey squeezed his arms around her gently again.

"An attack of this magnitude represents a high scale threat alert. Anyone adorning this symbol will be brought in for questioning, and anyone with information regarding this attack is welcome to come forward or call our information hotline, we will have officers answering the phones around the clock".

Captain Jack Gerhard was reading out the hotline number which appeared on screen.

"We encourage citizens to adhere to basic safety, if something looks suspicious please come forward, we encourage those who are wary to call anonymously if needed. Do not let your children wander the streets after dark. Businesses are asked to adhere to security and safety regulations during this time. We will have officers patrolling the streets at later hours and more officers out patrolling".

Captain Gerhard suddenly looked down at the podium, as if something was in his hand. "That is all we have for now. Any information, that is vital to public safety, will be given at a later press conference once more information has been collected and processed". He bowed out just as the news station anchors came back to the screen.

"More as the story unfolds, a recent lead given to police was that of the Japanese immigrant community, calling in reports of resemblance of this symbol".

All the brothers heads perked up, and Master Splinter's ear twitched.

The screen changed to an elderly woman's voice, her face was digitalized out.

"We go to Vivian for more . . ." The anchor led the way to another anchors voice.

"The Japanese community was the first to make phone calls to the city hall, claiming they recognized this symbol"

The foot clan flag shown again on the city hall footage.

"Yes Katie, the immigrants refuse to name themselves out of fear of retaliation against this organization, which they claim had their start in Japan. Almost a century ago. This elderly woman had her grandson call the police the moment she recognized the symbol on the evening news-"

A Japanese woman whose face was obscured for anonymity was speaking in Japanese, an interpreter was speaking for her.

"I was a little girl . . . when I first saw that symbol. My father told me, they were thieves. But he said many would join them. Villages were attacked, men, women and children were kidnapped. But suddenly just as I turned thirteen the crime stopped. My father said, now that they were strong in Japan, they would not hurt anyone anymore. Still. . My family moved To America to find new work, and have a better life. We came and did not see that symbol ever again. Now it has appeared, in my grandson's life time. As soon as I saw it, I told him to call the police, but not to give them our names. For they would come for us too. They are ruthless-. Even our neighbors have called, but only a few. Many believe they will come after us at night."

"When asked if she could write the name down, it came up as 'Ashi No ichizoku' meaning 'Clan of Foot'. When asked, it was corrected to 'The foot clan'"

It went back to Katie the News anchor.

"No word back yet as to the validity of this information from Authorities, as to whether this 'crime organization actually exists-".

"Exactly what the Shredder wanted . . ." Leonardo crossed his arms.

"Wide spread panic, times that by the multitude of the population of the city and you have a valid terror threat, frightening millions". Donatello made the calculation in his head, looking up at his elder brother.

"My Sons, let us finish what we can tonight . . ." Master Splinter got his sons to pay attention. "Show them, and then get some rest, we will not be going above ground tonight. Am I understood?" Master Splinter turned with his hands behind him.

"Yes Sensei" All four brothers answered, looking around or down with indignant faces.

"Well . . . Guess we oughta" Mikey held his hand out to Kelly.

"Were going to show you something" Leonardo spoke to Kelly, Beth and Brandace. Curious and down casted looks on their faces.

(Just in case)

They left the lair. "We were attacked once, and had nowhere else to go". Leonardo spoke in the dark.

"But this time we have a backup plan, emergency escape routes" Donatello turned and nodded to them.

"Escape routes?" Bethany asked holding her hand over her face due to the smell. They all stopped.

"We were re-securing the perimeter, incase anything happens and the lair is no longer safe . . . Each of us splits up to a different direction, Donny" Leonardo nodded to Don who ushered Bethany with him.

"Bethany you'll come with me to the Manhole in the next junction over, I'll have to show you . . ." Don ushered her. Bethany felt confused and slightly flustered "Wait . . . Where will you go?" She turned asking Leo.

"You'll be going with Donatello, I'll be taking Master Splinter to the safe point. . ." Leonardo explained. She couldn't see him in the dark but he knew from her voice that the thought of having to escape and split up didn't sit well with her, her voice came off with a slight hint of helplessness.

"But I'll meet up with you first thing, once Master Splinter is somewhere safe".

"Mikey volunteered to take Kelly and Brandace will go with Raph . . . In case something goes wrong, all three of you will be sent to April or Casey's apartment". Donatello explained pin pointing the areas triangulation on his tablet.

"Go ahead I'll follow" Leo offered Don to go ahead, Bethany followed . . . But her steps were slow and reluctant. Don did the best he could and smiled "Consider this in relation to a fire drill".

"Babe you're gonna love it, I picked out the best hiding place" Michelangelo started leading Kelly away. Leonardo watched Raph walk down the dark tunnel fading with Brandace walking behind him, his brother gave him a nod.

'It's just in case'. He thought out loud to a whisper. None of them liked the idea of separating, his own instincts voted against it, but it would disorient anyone pursuing them, they wouldn't know which way to go, and they wouldn't be familiar with the tunnels, subway, and sewer system. He remembered Master Splinter's voice when he told them that this was the best method to work with, as much as he said it pained him to make them split up.

(Under 9th street)

"We'll be going up under 9th, and then ascending to ground level" Donatello pointed at the manhole. Once were outside we make a beeline for the-"

He turned around still explaining everything. The intelligent turtle didn't need to calculate or observe too much, to know she wasn't comfortable with this. In what little light he could see, she stood in the middle of the tunnel on damp pavement, holding her arms in a nervous stance.

"Bethany" He asked to get her attention. She nodded slowly before looking down. "I understand that this is important, but I don't like the idea of . . ." She trailed off.

"I know this is frightening for you, and Leo knows too" He mentioned. She looked up at the sound of his brother's name. Donatello didn't have to speculate anything to know she was different around his brother. She and Leo shared something, and despite what his Brother said, he knew she was used to being around him, and going to him when she was frightened.

"-But were doing this to keep everyone safe, I'm not very particular in leaving Splinter and my brothers either, and I know none of them are very happy about it. . ." Donatello explained giving the best support he could, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I understand Don" She gave a half smile back. "So where do we go after we get up?" She asked trying to be involved.

(Two blocks over)

"So we go down there!?" Kelly said, her voice echoing down a large black tunnel. "Yep" Mikey smiled hands on his sides confidently. Her large brown eyes not so sure about the giant void tunnel of doom.

"We catch a train and then get off and meet up with Raphie boy and Brandace, then go get Master Splinter and Leo"

"Pretty cool huh" Mikey smirked.

"Pretty uhh . . . Dark" Kelly answered flatly holding onto his arm looking down the tunnel of darkness.

"Oh and I stashed snacks at the checkpoint . . . In case you get hungry" Mikey pointed.

"Okay" She nodded with a helpless stare, shrugging and accepting her fate.

(Manpower)

"The warehouse" Brandace walked in before him, his arm extended holding open the door. "What after that?" She asked.

"We grab the bike if were bein' followed" Raph locked the door behind him. They had to take precautions now, Master Splinter wanted every door locked, every tunnel they went through hidden. No followers, no witnesses, no matter what cost.

She rolled down the sleeves on her sweater, kinda thin for winter weather. He watched her turn and look around, both standin there.

"When do we meet up with them again" she asked quietly looking up at him.

"We meet up at the check point . . . but only till' it's safe. We might have to hide out for a while till' we can get to em'". He talked softer too, he didn't like the idea of leavin' his brothers, or his father.

"What if it's snowing?" She asked. . . 'Damn . . . He didn't think about that'.

"Then we'll' take off on foot" He answered honestly, looking at her, both catching eye contact. He opened the garage door for some fresh air, leaning against the door way, she stood near him holdin' her arms and lookin' up at the sky.

"Can't believe all this is happening before Christmas" She whispered.

"Yeah" He answered, none too happy about it neither.

"But I mean . . . were pretty safe in the lair" He said, a large cold gust of winter wind blew past them.

"Looks like snow might come faster than we think" She stood closer to him, he put an arm around her shoulder for warmth. She didn't move away from him.

"The easier it is for us" He said just a little above a whisper. "We got the advantage . . . It gets darker earlier". Rubbing his hand up and down the side of her shoulder and arm in a side hug. "At least I know if something does happen we'll be okay . . . I trust you enough" She gave a weak smile running her fingers through her hair, trying to make things easy. She left his hold and walked back inside, he looked out once before closing the door again and locking down the security system.

"Where will Kelly and Michelangelo go?" She asked curious as they were walking' back.

"The one route I said we weren't takin'". Raph growled lightly shaking his head, motioning her out the door. He didn't even wanna' tell her about that one.

(I'm Afraid)

(You and Me: Lifehouse)

"How did it go?" Leonardo asked, Donatello was the last to come back with Bethany. The others came home fifteen minutes before. Master Splinter was satisfied and asked Kelly and Brandace if this was something they could handle should the need arise. Not that they had much choice.

"Goodnight" Brandace said to Kelly and Mikey, under a blanket on the couch.

"As well as can be expected" Donatello nodded.

"I thought you agreed to that route?" Leonardo asked. Sipping his Oolong tea.

"I am, it's very strategic and gives us an edge in disorientation in case someone were to come barging in . . ."

"Then . . .?" Leonardo watched Donatello's eyes shoot sideways to where Bethany was taking off her shoes and jacket, her expression down casted.

"Can you blame her? She's very used to having you as her support". Donatello shrugged sympathetically. Bethany was at the entrance taking her shoes and jacket off. Her expression was down casted.

Donatello clapped his brother lightly on the shoulder.

What day is it?

And in what month

This clock never seemed so alive

Leonardo looked down, his own thoughts prevailing him. Looking up half defeated to where Bethany was walking past the couch. Making his legs stand to walk.

I can't keep up

And I can't back down

She was going to make herself some hot chocolate. She needed a break from the coffee.

I've been losing

So much time

"Tea might be better for your nerves" A deep kind voice made her almost spill the cocoa mix on the counter. "Yeah" She whispered in agreence. She turned to give a half weak smile walking to put the milk back. The lair was dark, just a couple lights on. "I just don't feel like sleeping yet". She went to reach for the box of tea bags at the top of the cupboard, a three fingered green hand and arm extended and reached it for her.

Cause it's you and me

And all of the people

"Understandable" He gave it to her, his eyes looked kind, almost softer even. Bethany looked down immediately, not wanting to stare.

With nothing to do

Nothing to lose

He was so much bigger than she was, but when she looked at him, especially his eyes, it was like she was looking at the real him. Sometimes she feared he could tell she was looking at 'him' and not 'at' him.

And it's you and me

And all of the people

And I don't know why

I can't keep my eyes off of you

"Do you know what to do now, Donatello explained everything?" He asked quietly but kind. 'Did he think she was sensitive about it?' Leonardo leaned against the counter with one elbow, but not by much. He wasn't one to lean.

"Yes" She answered "I think I can remember it if . . . the moment should come up . . . I guess". She couldn't stop the sad note in her voice, she knew it came off that way, but she couldn't help it.

What of the things

That I want to say

That just aren't coming out right

She put the kettle on the stove turning on the stove top. He wasn't turning away from her, making her feel like he was concerned . . . She looked up quickly at his expression and halted. His eyes showed nothing 'but' concern. . Concern for her.

I'm tripping on words

You've got my head spinning

I don't know where to go

From here

"Don informed me that you were somewhat uncomfortable" He pressed gently, she was about to pour the water, Leonardo's face turned to a sympathetic smile taking the mug from her, their hands brushed. She folded her arms, moving her bangs out of the way, watching him put the tea in it first, steeping it, adding honey and pour the water for her.

"Thankyou" she whispered, smiling gently back. He smiled a bit more when she sighed at the taste. He made good tea, just the right amount of honey.

Cause it's you and me

And all of the people

With nothing to do

Nothing to prove

"I . . . I guess . . ." She looked up at him from her mug before looking down at it again, trying to find the words to offer. The blue banded turtle just stood patiently. He was so patient.

"I'm afraid" She admitted ". . . I am afraid" She gave a small weak fake laugh and smile, followed by a frown, staring into her tea mug.

And it's you and me

And all of the people

And I don't know why

"Afraid for Kelly, for Brandace, for Master Splinter, for your brothers, for myself . . . For you" She shook her head. "It's like . . . afraid of falling all over again, but . . .This time you might not be there to catch me" She lowered her head wanting to put the mug down, but it was the only thing keeping her from looking at him.

I don't know why

I can't keep my eyes off of you

"Bethany"

That voice was so kind, but it demanded she look at him. When she looked up and looked down he lifted her chin lightly putting his first finger under it. He's so much stronger than me, and after tonight I definitely don't look like I'm ready to charge head first.

There's something about you now

I can't quite figure it out

"For a woman who has no problems throwing a book at a highly trained ninja, or throwing a right hook at a fully grown mutant turtle-" He started, making her smirk, looking away. He lifted her chin again with his first finger so she would look at him.

Everything she does

Is beautiful

"-she seems to forget just how brave, I know, she is". She lowered his arm letting her chin down gently. His almond colored eyes looking directly into hers. Every single line, trace of skin and freckle on his complexion could be seen. His eyes looked serious and earnest.

Everything she does

Is right

Michelangelo pulled the cover over Kelly's shoulder. The Munsters were on the Nick at Nite channel. Dudette was falling asleep, and when she leaned on him and her eyes started flutterin' closed. He felt that tug at his heart strings, just beneath the plastron.

Lookin' over at Leo in the Kitchen, didn't take much to know that's what his bro was doin' too. Gettin' his heart strings pulled by a human.

Cause it's you and me

And all of the people with nothing to do

Nothing to lose

Leonardo didn't notice Michelangelo's glance. He was looking down at Bethany who was hugging him. He put a hand on the small of her back, the other gave a small hair stroke.

And it's you and me

And all of the people

And I don't know why

I can't keep my eyes off of

Raphael was headed to his room, he passed by the kitchen headed upstairs. He looked over but didn't stop. Even fearless leader could get mixed up with a human.

You and Me

And all of the people

With nothing' to do

Nothing to prove

And it's you and me

Bethany let her head rest against him. She wanted just a couple of moments like this. He'd never understand, and she wasn't sure she even understood, how he made her feel. He told her he thought she was brave, and even made her feel stronger than she could ever hope to be. He'd never know how that made her feel.

And all of the people

And I don't know why

I can't keep my eyes off of you

She looked up to him, and even Leonardo wasn't sure where the feeling was coming from. What was even transpiring? But it wasn't the same feeling, no matter how powerful, of how he felt when his brothers looked to him for leadership. She was looking up to him, as if he were something so important, she leaned on him for support, and she believed in his strength. It was a different kind of feeling, one he wasn't accustomed to . . . but . . . That didn't stop the feeling of wanting her to take comfort in that thought. That he would be strong, for all of them.

What day is it?

And in what month

This clock never seemed so alive

(Role playing)

Every tick of the clock, made her tap her finger on the smooth wooden desk top. After yesterday, it was all over the news. Not only was everyone panicking at school, but not even the teachers could stop themselves from checking the news every once and awhile during class for an update. A terrorist group that was 'inside' the city, attacking its' own public officials. No one was sure who was next. Bethany fishers wasn't paying attention to the lesson. Her mind was still replaying last night . . .

He said she was brave

She didn't feel too brave, but she did feel something. It made her feel nervous, anxious, excited, scared, and wonderful all at the same time. The rush followed her everywhere, even when she managed to get her mind onto other things, like English class, Kelly or Brandace, or Madeline's offer to try a ballet session with her.

All it would take was a look . . . Like last night

Just the sound of his voice, it would always surprise her. He would catch her by surprise, even when she expected it. Like when he would say good morning to her-

Is this wrong? Am I truly crazy?

The bell rang, and instead of rushing out like normal, she decided to wait. Bethany looked around cautiously before heading down the hallway. Anyone wearing anything resembling Purple dragon gang wear was on her watch list. April gave them a talk about being more active in their own safety. Like watching for shady characters at school, or anyone sporting Purple dragon or gang affiliated symbols, tattoos, merchandise. School policy was strict on gang wear, but unless the principal knew that a giant dragon on a t-shirt was gang affiliated only if it was purple, then no one would know. Casey also gave them a talk about carrying their own stuff. They went through a metal detector before getting into the school every morning, but he said there were things we could use that would be ordinary items no one would assume could be used defensively, like a sharp pen with a hidden blade inside of it. Casey gave one to each of them. 'Better safe than sorry, plus . . . I think there kinda neat'. Were the adult vigilante's exact words.

She fixed her black pleated skirt before sitting down. Today was a skirt, tights, and scarf kind of day. The weather was definitely colder, but it hasn't snowed yet. Everyone who knew what was going on was talking about the attack yesterday, and how a new gang was taking over.

She bought a salad and sat at the usual table, Brandace was in the line not too far back, Kelly and Madeline weren't here yet.

They're definitely not new

She thought tipping a cucumber slice over.

"Hey". Brandace sat down, rolling up her sweatshirt sleeves, face looking flushed, she just got out of her strength training class no doubt.

"Hi" Bethany responded.

"Here comes happy one, and happy two" Brandace whispered. Both knew they'd have to lie and pretend like nothing was wrong. Just another social norm. Beth rolled her eyes in thought.

"Hey, they're announcing parts in study hall later today while on set. They've been starting on the stage props and everything". Madeline sat down with Kelly.

"Great" Bethany answered.

Madeline looked to Kelly, nonverbally asking about the unenthusiastic atmosphere. "It's been a long week" Kelly whispered before smiling to everyone else like she hadn't said anything.

"Long doesn't even begin to describe it" Bethany attempted a fake smile. It wasn't until two seconds later she noticed Brandace was zoned out of the conversation, Kelly was talking about the parts in the play and the songs they would have to sing. Brandace's eyes just hidden slightly by her hair, were staring directly across the cafeteria. Bethany waved her hand in front of her face. Brandace looked at her seriously, using her eyes to motion to look to the side where she was looking.

"What am I looking at" Bethany shrugged seeing nothing but a crowded lunch room.

"Blond spikey hair, skater boy table, white t-shirt . . . Dragon tat" She whispered taking a zip of her water, being casual and nonchalant.

"The tips of his spikes are purple" Bethany looked back. This guy had to be 18 maybe 19 years old, tall skinny blonde punk skater boy type. Talking with his guy friends, and a couple of girls who were laughing.

"Are you checking somebody out?" Maddie leaned in like it was a big girly secret.

"That one" Bethany whispered and pointed slightly to Kelly. The big doe eyed girl was looking around, just five tables up was the guy sitting on a table. "Spikey hair, purple tips, tattoo on his arm". Bethany pointed again.

"I see him" Kelly pursed her lips, remembering the face for future reference.

"I thought you had a boyfriend though?" Maddie asked, all four girls staring at the table now.

"(Sigh) . . . Yeah" Bethany glared back down at her tray.

"Here we go again" Brandace rasped a whisper standing up to go dump her tray.

(Handling It)

"Wouldn't the national guard, or the FBI be looking for them, like searching the city?"

Kelly was texting Mikey waiting with Maddie in the schools drama theater, sitting in one of the red plush theater seats. Several of the other girls who tried out for the play were here, and some others she never saw before. A few guys, some who were standing on stage already, hanging over the side.

"You'd figure"

Maddie tapped Kelly's shoulder when the instructor came in. Mr. Euia and his assistant Miss Pannerty followed with the clip board.

"Today is the day, remember ladies and gentlemen there are no small parts, only small actors. If you can play center field in baseball, you can play a dancing fish. Now-" He clapped.

"-I'll start with 'His Majesty King Triton, will be played by Braiden Parke".

A bunch of the guys cheered on a broad chested blonde haired guy on the stage.

"He definitely fits the part, wonder who might get Prince Eric though". Madeline smiled.

"Our very own creative Crustacean 'Sebastian the Crab' will be played by our very own Jamaican native Sean Banja". A tall kid with corn rows and dreads in his hair stood and bowed, winking to the girls nearest to him.

"Well done Sean, Our main man Prince Eric will be-"Mr. Euia pointed to Miss Pannerty who used her clipboard to do a drum roll. "-Caelen Rhizolli". He pointed to a tall slim guy with dark hair and brown eyes. He waved while a lot of the girls who their clapped.

"They obviously seem happy" Madeline whispered making Kelly laugh.

"Ariel's best flipper friend 'Flounder', Dun dun dun! Isaac Cears".

"The Daughters of Triton are as follows! LADIES, listen! The Theater waits for no one!" Mr. Euia lifted the list to his face watching the girls, a group of besties were holding each other's hands and smiling.

"That's like the entire dance squad in that row" Madeline quirked an eyebrow.

"Arista, will be played by Marissa Pall". The dance squad freaked into a cheer frenzy hugging one particular girl with a dark brown French braid in her hair. Madeline nearly flew back in her seat from the sudden screaming, Kelly's eyes were wide.

"Atina . . . Faith Van Wellington". A girl over far from the dance squad smiled in her seat, blonde and pink curly hair. Most of the auditorium clapped but she wasn't given the same applause as the dance squad.

"Adella, Our very own Kara Jimming" The dance squad burst into screams again.

"-and I'm deaf" Madeline squinched her eyes shut. Kelly burst into a laugh.

"Settle down ladies, you'll cause the fire alarm to go off" Mr. Euia joked before adjusting his sight on the list again. "Andrina, Madeline Hasher" He spoke up to look for Maddie who waved back. Kelly hugged her friend while they both celebrated, the dance squad wasn't too enthusiastic.

"Allana, Miss Kayla Zenth". Short applause for the strawberry blonde who was sitting by another girl not far off.

"For the sixth sister Aquata, and also the understudy for our Heroine Ariel, Kelly Elizabeth Smith" Mr. Euia looked directly up at Kelly. Her eyes went wide and Maddie shouted a melodious 'Yeah!'

"For the final sister and our vocal character Ariel, Brittaney Gael!" . . . There was cheering but no girl stood or raised her hand to claim the character.

"Brittaney Gael!?" Mr. Euia shouted again. Still no answer. Miss Pannerty whispered something and he nodded.

"As for our Villainous Sea witch, we decided on a unanimous vote the character will be played by Maxine Voe". A few people clapped and a girl in the back with her friend who was also casted, with black and purple cut pixie hair, stood up to take a bow and wave.

"I'm sure you'll do a marvelous job" Mr. Euia raised the listing.

"For those of you who want an understudy position, please come see me or Miss Pannerty. Mrs. Rholls is in charge of costume, should you have any particular needs regarding size or allergies of some sort, hopefully none of you are allergic to glitter or tights, she'll see to your inquiries. As for the rest of you I have the cast list posted for onset characters, the few dance numbers. The choir will take most of the main vocals. Should ONE OF YOU DROP OUT OF THE PRODUCTION! Please notify us before you do, the sooner you do it the faster we can have that position filled. Daughters of Triton! Listen to me now!" Mr. Euia spoke loudly, mostly in the direction of the dance squad who was talking ecstatically now.

"Some of you will be understudies for your fellow sisters, should one of you get hurt at dance or competition, and have your understudy named and ready. The set list is posted for lights and on set creation, we start building in two days" He clapped ending the session "You're dismissed to your next class".

"Can you BELIEVE IT!" Maddie burst into a ray happiness once they left the theater. "I KNOW!" Kelly shouted back smiling. "I just hope I don't Faint!" Kelly suddenly felt the nervousness hit her stomach. "Just remember to breathe and that there's always a guy hiding in the orchestra section who gives you your lines if you stumble or forget them on the spot" Maddie nodded, before both girls hugged each other giving high fives.

(For five seconds)

The world didn't feel like it was out to get her. For five small awesome happy seconds she felt like a normal person. For five wonderful beautiful seconds, she wasn't Kelly the art girl, camera girl, Video game hermit, turtle nerd . . . She was Kelly . . . Just Kelly.

"Yeah, that's the way to go" Brandace high fived her when she saw the happy look on her face coming down the stairs past the hallway where the Library was.

"You got the part, seriously?" Bethany smiled in surprise.

"Yeah! I got Aquata, and I'm like Ariel's understudy, but that's okay! And Like Maddie! She got Andrina".

"I don't remember who they are but that's great" Bethany hugged her friend. If anything this was something to celebrate. It didn't feel like they were faking it or forcing themselves to be congratulatory about something. It was genuine.

"Hey! Did you hear? Did she tell you!?" Madeline Hasher skipped over with her book bag from her locker.

"Yeah congrats Mer-girl" Brandace and Maddie gave fist bumps.

"We should have a party at my house to go over lines and like watch the movie or something" Maddie looked excited, this was the happiest they'd ever seen her, since they met her.

Bethany felt her phone vibrate, quickly flipping it out and looking to see what it was. Brandace and Kelly stopped their talking to watch. Maddie was confused as to what the sudden seriousness was about.

"Hello?" Bethany put a finger to her other ear so she could hear past the students making noise in the hallway.

"Bethany, Its April"

"Did something happen?" Bethany felt something clutch at her chest, fear.

"Everything is fine, Master Splinter asked if it would be okay for you, Kelly and Brandace to stay with me for a couple of days".

"Why? Is something going on?" Bethany quietly pleaded for an answer, sudden worry gripping her. Kelly watched with uncertainty, Brandace crossed her arms staring at the floor as if bracing for bad news.

"They're going out tonight, Donatello told me they were checking up on something and they didn't want any of you to be left alone, and it would be late before they could come and get you." April's voice breathed out a sigh. "Can you three get here on your own or would you like me to come get you?" April's motherly voice kicked in, her sincere concern made Bethany forget it wasn't her own mother talking. "We can walk" She answered.

"Okay, I'll be here at the shop" April replied.

"We'll be there soon" Bethany replied, a tinge of sadness in her voice.

"Everything okay?" Madeline asked, feeling out of the loop again.

"Yeah, I was going to . . . Stay at my boyfriend's tonight but he has to work" Bethany lied.

(Political Landscaping)

"It seems my sons that the Shredder does not wish to merely terrorize the world above with force alone" Master Splinter held up the newspaper that Don retrieved online.

"Office replacement, new vote for mayor of New York" Donatello read out loud, looking up concerned to his father and siblings.

"He's one of Hun's guys" Leonardo spoke taking the article.

"How'd you find that out?" Donatello asked, wondering how his brother got to that information before himself.

"Greg Hansen, this man is one of Hun's top guys, Quinlen Stiller". Leonardo pointed at the picture. A half balding man, smiling politely with his hand up. The article was written about how he wishes to uphold and finish what Mayor Baynoit planned to do.

"How do we know we can trust the guy?" Raphael had his arms crossed leaning back softly against the punching bag.

"He still hasn't seen our faces-". Donatello was about to list off the rational reason why they were still safe.

"He wants out of the dragons . . . But you can't just walk out and leave" Leonardo glowered at thin air, getting up from his one knee stance in front of master Splinter.

"Such trust is dangerous my son, I urge you to be wary and cautious".

Leonardo nodded in return.

"If the foot clan infiltrates the mayoral office, they'll not only have major influence inside City hall, but they can direct the attention away from the city wide threat. Also diverting the funds of the city" Donatello explained. Raph was shaking his head. Mikey rubbed the back of his head before asking what was on his mind. "So what do we do now?"

"Were still lookin' for the Shredder, so far we got nothin'. The longer we wait, the worse it's gonna get out there" Raph threw his hand out.

"I'm guessing your about to suggest combing the entire city?" Donatello asked rhetorically.

"One block at a time" Raphael answered with a growl and half smirk.

"Your perseverance is admirable my son" Master Splinter spoke up, and his sons calmed down.

"If the Shredder is using two different ways to attack the city, were going to need more than just a search party plan. Not to mention . . . Being discreet about it". Leonardo reminded him their position. Master Splinter nodded lowly.

"If there is one thing I have taught you, it is to always remember. You are 'Ninja', your place is in the dark, wherever the shadow is, is where you need to be. The safety of this family comes before all other responsibilities. I am proud of you my sons. Our last encounter with the shredder not only saved the lives of many, but gave us peace for many years."

"I'm sensing a 'but' coming on" Mikey whispered.

"-But"

"Yep, totally a but" Mikey nodded. Raph sighed shaking his head, impatient.

"-With our actions come repercussions. We not only have ourselves to look after, but we hold dear three individuals, whom are still in great danger should the shredder alter his course of plan and seek to pursue them". Master Splinter urged his sons to thing rationally.

"You're right sensei" Leonardo said just barely above a whisper. Leonardo looked to the side expecting Raph to call him a 'Sensei's pet'.

"The Family comes first" Raph spoke gruffly before standing up. Leonardo stood second watching his brother who stood before Sensei. Father bowed his head, giving them his blessing to go topside.

"Woah" Mikey made a mind blown expression with his hands.

"Raph just . . . agreed"

"Yeah" Don nodded.

"With Leo" Mikey pointed at Leonardo who walked away from them.

"Yes indeed" Donatello nodded again.

"Dude" Mikey stood for a second before "Kaboooosh" He made the mind blowing expression again. All four taking the tunnel to the nearest manhole exit.

"It's going to be cold boys!" Leo shouted above the manhole cover.

"Whew!" Mikey shivered before climbing up the ladder and leaping upwards on top of a parked car in the alley.

"Coming Raph?" Donatello waited for his unexpectedly slow brother, who not ten minutes earlier couldn't wait to get out of the lair. Raphael's face was lit up by his shell cell. Raph looked over, Donny was waitin'. He hit a few buttons before putting it away, climbing up after Donny. The cold December air hit his skin and shook it off with a shoulder roll, jumping up onto the car and then fire escape with a loud grunt.

(Waiting on word)

Bethany looked over from the couch, April had made everyone dinner. But Brandace didn't get her plate yet. She was just sitting at the window again looking outside, checking her phone. Black p.j's and gold brown hair.

"The movies starting" Bethany said to her friend who looked over for a split second. "Coming" Brandace said not looking at her.

"Texting?" Beth asked.

"Yeah"

"April thank you, it's good" Kelly smiled from her plate. Homemade cabbage rolls and rice with mushrooms.

"Thank you, maybe you can get Casey to try it" April joked.

Brandace put her phone away finally after looking one last time.

"Is everything okay? April said we'd be staying with her a couple of days".

'Everythings fine, Don't worry"

"If everything's fine, why couldn't we come back?"

'Out tonight, and lair needs fixed, heater aint working'.

She waited another five minutes before he sent another.

Wouldn't want ya freezin and gettin sick

"Be safe" She typed by the window looking outside.

"Don't worry your pretty little head off"

"Somebody's gotta worry about you, you maniac".

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, C ya in a couple of days"

"It'll be okay kid"

April passed the window, looking out in her bathrobe before closing the curtain.