Each terrapin child was cradled within the arms of strong masculine embrace and followed behind agent bishop whilst Miriam and splinter was wheeled on the gurdy, strapped down and onconscious.
The terrapin toddlers were placed on a bed in a holding room, and bishop entered the operation room where doctor Baxter stockman waited.
Turning around to greet bishop and suddenly paused. "Ah bishop, you have returned and." Glanced to the specimens sleeping on the gurdys.
Stockman resumed, inquiring. "New specimens?"
"Yes, do as you please with the rat but I want that formula asap." bishop ordered, walking away and left the room. Miriam stirred alittle and slowly opened her eyes, tried to raise up from where she laid.
Then realised she was strapped down. Stockman chuckled.
"Looks who is awake It is a honour to meet the daughter of the great Dr. Pattinson."
Miriam glanced, with a widened frightened gaze. Choked on the reply as her throat went dry.
"You are going to make us very proud, Ms Pattinson." Miriam exhaled hard and gritted her teeth, angrily. Continued to try breaking free from her binds as she felt a needle inserted her forearm. Once again, lost her fight to remain awake and the heaviness of the overbearing conscious took over.
Seeing and hearing in-between the heaviness and consciousness fading, stockman stood over master splinter laying on the other gurdy. Miriam had suddenly awoken but stood in the medical patient gown in the centre of a black void. Hearing echoing voices around her. Clamping her ears, trying to block out the murmuring echoed voices, collapsed into her knees and shouted. "STOP!"
She opened her eyes and looked up as she felt a assuring hand, cradled her hand. Tears ran, wetting her cheeks. Her deceased, murdered father stood before her. Warmly smiled.
"Daddy?" she whispered. "Hey pumpkin " he replied, reaching down to grasp her hands and guided to stand. Cradled her cheeks and said. "You have grown so beautifully, must not let them figure out the formula."
"What formula?" she asked, confused. Leaning in and whispered in her ear. "In your blood, my daughter."
Before she could reply, to ask more. He glared strongly in her eyes. "Now, you wake up."
Miriam opened her eyes, gasping for breathe. Looking around once more, but this time she was held up on another table surrounded by blood transfusion needles and collection bottles. She was left unattended, seeing the scientist occupied with writing notes and discussed what and how the final phase will commence.
Looking to her left, splinter was still strapped to the gurdy. Miriam twisted and wiggled her hand out the binds. Reaching over to release her other hand and finally her ankles. Her heart monitor detector weren't connected, which was lucky. Tearing the needle out from her arm and picked up the UV walker and used it as a weapon.
Whilst the doctors converse, unaware of their surroundings and read over the anatomy of what they assumed of splinters physical form and prepared for the dissection and blood taking. Slowly crept behind them, swinging the UV walker across the back of both doctors heads. Their heads broke and bled as they fell, meeting the tiled floor.
Threw the walker away, hurried to splinters side and quickly unbined him as she gently awoke him.
"Splinter, wake up. Please my love, awake." Splinter opened his eyes, caressed Miriam's cheek. She grasped his hand over her cheek. "Gotta get up my love and find the children."
She assisted and insisted . Splinter agreeably nodded, felt weak as he noticed a needle was embedded in his arm. Tearing it out, blood seeped and covered his hand. Splinter and Miriam, prepared for the task ahead as they searched for their children. Pressed the button to find the room where their children were kept. Taking a scapel before they left and ran down the white corridor.
Moments later, bishop entered the room with stockman and found the scientist deceased.
"Where are they?" bishop lowly inquired. "Um, I." bishop interrupted, orderly. "Find them."
"Yes sir." stockman answered.
East wing, running down a white corridors. Hearing screams and hands bashing on the doors. Splinter followed his nose, to find the children.
Suddenly his sense of smell had fainted. Miriam held his hand and feared the worst as she noticed. "Splinter, what's wrong?"
"I can't smell them." miriam released his hand and quickly cradled his face. "Try hearing them, my love."
Released his cheeks and waited, closed his eyes. His ears perched, twitched open. Leading the way, grasping her hand and ran through the corridor once more. Finally, they had found the room. Looked through tge window shutter and with exhaled breathe of relief.
The children huddled together on the bed with the blanket covering them while they slept. One soldier had managed to find them and instructively ordered whilst pointing the tranquilizing gun toward them.
Miriam noticed the key hanging from his belt. Pretended to obey as she held her arms open. Splinter followed, cuffs were taken out and splinterused his tail to trip and place the man onconscious. Miriam took the keys from his belt and opened the door, entering as the children awoke then cried. Running to their parents.
"Alright my darlings, gotta stay together and must be quick. We are going to get out of here. But you got to be perfectly quiet anf brave, ok?"
The terrapin children nodded, quietly. "My good boys."
Splinter picked and cradled, little donnie whilst miriam held raphael's hand and mikey's within each of her hands. Raphael held leonardo's hand as they followed, running through the corridors and to the depot.
Soldiers ran throughout the facility, searching for them and failed. Bishop and stockman had found them, running to the transport depot. Taking out a nine millimetre handgun and ttanquilizer. Stockman glanced silently and followed bishop.
Splinter and his family hid behind a crate of boxes. Looking over slowly and planned when and how to escape witgout endangering the children.
"Splinter, there are too many soldiers." miriam feared. Splinter glanced miriam, tenderly caressed her cheek and kissed her. He smiled and miriam whispered, pleading.
"Splinter, no dont. Please."
"Everything will be alright, have faith." caressing her cheek assuring.
Caressed his hand upon her cheek, nodding alittle as they shared a deep gaze of faith, remained hidden with thier children. Splinter stealthed his way around and used his bushido to avoid the soldiers.
One was nearby, in his way. Quickly, draped his arms around the soldiers throat and placed him onconscious. Taking away his weaponary and tossed away from within reach. Quickly dragged to hide away his body and snatched the keys clipped to his belt. Crept out once more, looking around for the first available vehicle within reach and what luck he was blessed.
Splinter finally accomplished his task. Climbed in the drivers seat, inserted the key and reversed back. The soldiers scattered to avoid been hit by the runaway reversi g vehicle and begun shooting. One shouted.
"Aim for the vulnerable opening to hit the prisoner and flatten the tyres."
The bullets repelled in return or scattered, some of the soldiers recieved the bullets and others, avoided been injured.
"Sir, they had gain access to the prototype vehicle."
"No shit sherlock. Find a way to stop them, otherwise it will be us on the experiment tables."
Bishop had arrived to the depot, finding miriam and the terrapin children just making their way to the vehicle. Raised the tranquilizer and shot the first dart, but he had missed. Miriam cradled mikey within her embrace as she glanced back and glared at bishop and stockman.
Ushering her other sons to the vehicle, one by one climbed in. She turned, followed. Bishop had grew fumed, as he had lost his one possible chance of the century to have the rat and terrapins but one last tranquilizer dart he had fired.
Piercing mikey's little arm, as they tried to escape. Tried to cover herself while cradling mikey in her embrace as he cried and she saw the red clot. Quickly glanced back over her shoulder, she saw bishop had intended to lethally kill this time. Pushing leonardo back, reaching up for the inside handle and hurriedly placed her foot down, leaping inside. Fastening the door close but it was too late. She had been shot.
Miriam was shot through the back, hitting her kidneys and the bullet exit out of her torso. Missing mikey's leg as she fastly placed him down.
Splinter slammed his foot on the accelerator and drove out. Not cari g whom he may or had ran over. Mikey removed the tranquilizer dart from mikey's arm and threw it out. Unable to stop the bleedi g in her side. She grew weak and slowly immobile.
"Everyone ok?" he asked. "Everyone is ok, my love. Just drive, drive home."
"Mummy." leonardo cried softly. Miriam smiled, caressed his cheek.
"Mummy is ok, rest now my son. Rest." Leonardo obeyed, raphael and donatello crawled silent and cuddled thier injured mother. She tried to cradle all her children whilst splinter drove fast back to New York.
Finding a new hiding place until they found a new home. Wasnt going to be easy. A red light flashed on the dashboard. Splinter immediately, reached and destroyed it then threw out the tracking device.
Meanwhile, bishop asked the men to explain how did thier specimens escape. None could answer. Grew frustrated until it was changed with satisfaction.
"Agent bishop." turned on his heel to see a vile of blood held up in front of him. Taking the vile and asked. "Is this?"
The doctor nodded. Bishop smiled and said. "Excellent. Get to testing immediately and send out a squadron to find them."
One of the soldiers approached bishop and informed him. "The tracker was destroyed sir. We are unable to track them."
Bishop's once pleased smile was replaced with a irritated brow raising glare. Not saying a word. He held his hands behind his back and walked away.
"Sir?" the soldier called. "Find them. Bring the girl back even if she is dead this time. Understood soldier."
"Understood sir."
Whilst the soldier carried out the orders given, stockman tried to assure agent bishop. "Agent bishop, her blood will be enough to work with."
"No, I want every pint of her blood and body." Agent bishop hissed. "But why?"
Pushing his glasses back up as he turned and glared stockman. "Because she is the ideal specimen for my work and without her, it will be for nothing."
"With her blood, even it is only little. Can create another like her to obey every instruction we wish."
Raised his brow and replied. "It has to be the original, purest. I want the girl. Now find her."
Bishop walked away, stockman watching his employer. Another approached stockman. "Doctor stockman."
"What is it?" he groaned. "It is about the blood of the rat."
"What of it?"
"It seems to have human DNA." Stockman glanced tge man and said. "Come again. No wait, show me now."