TMNT Labyrinth Crossover
So, here's part four . . . ( I took most of the script, with
the Guards ((which are card-like people)), from the movie, and
their names are from the movie too, but then . . I took most
of this chapter's lines from the movie, oops . . . Don't sue
me!)
"Donnie, this looked like the turning we passed a few minutes ago . . ." Leo said quietly to his brother, while glancing at the familiar walls, and noticing some two-toed footprints in the sand.
Donnie looked down, too. Yes. Those were their prints all right. But how could they have come the same way without seeing their arrows? Donnie frowned, and he and Leo looked at each other.
"Well, maybe we missed our arrows . . ." Donnie suggested their problem. "Let's carry on." He bent down and marked another deep arrow in the sand and they carried on, taking a right turn and walking down the tall, but short-length sandy walls. They came to a wall blocking the way forward, but they turned left, but before they did, Donnie made an arrow in the sand. They walked over a few steps before they stopped and considered the way now. There were at least six different ways they could go.
"This is just crazy . . ." Leo moaned. "Let's go back and chose that different path we saw."
They turned back around and walked towards their arrow; but as Leo passed the place where it should have been, Donnie noticed it wasn't there, but a small heap of sand as though . . .
"Someone's been covering our marks!" Donnie suddenly shouted. He bent down and blew at the heap until a faint, but distinctive arrow could be seen underneath.
Leo trotted over to his brother and looked down. "What?!"
"No wonder we've been passing our footprints and not seeing our arrows!"
Leo fisted the wall. "This place is impossible! It's not fair!"
Donnie stood back up and looked to the way they had come before they had made the arrow. It was a dead end! The passage they had come from wasn't there, just a thick, sandy wall.
"This place keeps changing!"
Snickering from behind them (where the real dead end should have been) made the two turtles turn around and see, on the wall, two doors. But in front of them were four Guards. There were two heads to the creatures, one upside down at the bottom, and the other at the top. They were exactly like the King, or Queen, in a pack of cards and even had a card as the rest of their bodies, one was patterned in blue the other was patterned in red. Their heads just peered up from behind them.
Leo and Donnie stared.
"This was the dead end though . . ." Donnie said softly.
"Nope," said Tim, from bottom of the blue card. "That's the dead end behind you." They all started to laugh again.
Leo only just realized and turned around. He turned back, teeth grinding, and his eye ridges pulled down in an angry, frustrated frown.
"How are we meant to get anyway when this place keeps changing?!" He threw up his hands.
"Well, you could try one of these doors," said Jim, the bottom blue face.
"Well where do they lead?" Leo asked, anger ebbing away as he concentrated on these weird looking card people.
"Well, all we can say is that one of them leads to the castle, and the other leads to -" Tim changed his voice to a melodramatic tone of tension "- Certain death!" They all laughed.
"Which one leads to the castle?" Leo asked impatiently, glancing from the bottom blue head to the bottom red one.
The bottom blue face looked at the red.
"We can't tell you," Jim replied.
"Why not?"
"We don't know . . ." Said the bottom red face, Tim.
"But they do." Said Tim, and they both looked up at the top faces, who looked down at them and then at the two turtles.
"Ah, but you can only ask one of us," said Alph, the top red face.
"And let me say that one of us always tells the truth . . ." Said Ralph. "And one of us always lies. He lies."
"I do not, I tell the truth!"
"Oh, what a lie!"
"He's the liar!"
Leo stared and then looked worryingly at Donnie, whose eyes were narrow in thought. He walked up to Alph.
"Okay," he said. "Answer me this: Would he tell me that this door leads to the castle?"
Alph paused, then ducked under the card for a second and reappeared.
"Yes," he said.
"Then . . . that door leads to the castle and this door leads to certain death," Donnie predicted proudly.
"How do you know?" Alph asked. "He could be telling the truth."
"But then YOU wouldn't be. So if you said he said 'yes', then I know the answer is 'no'."
"But what if I was telling the truth?" Alph asked.
"Then he'd be lying," Donnie nodded. "The answer would still be 'no'."
"Is that right?" Alph turned to Ralph.
"I don't know, I never understood it," Ralph said.
"Way to go, Donnie!" Leo said, as he moved towards the door Ralph and Jim were guarding, who had now moved out the way.
"Yeah, it's right. I know it." Donnie grinned, confident of his prediction.
The two turtles opened the door together and walked through. There was another long passage, but before they could start to walk, a trap door opened underneath their feet and they plummeted down into darkness. But only for a few seconds; the dim light returned and they were slowed down from falling by things in the wall that were holding them. The light was enough for them to see hundreds of hands in the narrow, vertical tunnel they were in. Some were holding on to Donnie and Leo; they were all green and disgustingly lumpy.
"Hey - What the -" Leo cried. His arms and legs had been restrained by the strong green hands, so he struggled.
"We're helping," said some voices, sounding metallic. The turtles realized the hands were talking. Since there were many of them, when one talked, other hands formed face-like features with their fingers and acted like faces. (They curled their fingers to loops to look like eyes, thumbs for noses and for the mouths).
Donnie only stared at them all, and looked below his supported body to the darkness below.
"Which way?" The hands said.
"What?" Leo was confused, his face was screwed up in bewilderment.
"Which way? Which way would you like to go? Up or down?" They pressed.
Leo looked down at Donnie, who motion down with his head.
"Down," Leo said, uncertainly.
"He said down!" The hands said, and repeated. "He said down! Down they go!"
"Wha - is that bad?" Leo shouted.
"Too late now!"
The hands loosened their grip and the two turtles fell jerkily downwards, still guided by the hands. A few seconds later the tunnel of hands ended and they dropped Donnie into a hole at the end, Leo followed. They landed heavily in the dark room, on a cool stone floor. The only light was from the tunnel above, but the still laughing hands covered the hole with a lid, and the light was sealed from them.
"Ow . . . Down, Donnie? What made you pick down?" Leo picked himself up off the floor and let his eyes try and adjust to the pitch-black darkness.
"Didn't you see the passage way we would have took if we had gone up?" Donnie asked. "I don't fancy another load of that."
The brothers froze when they heard movement from across the room they were in; and a second later a small candlelight flickered on.
Donnie and Leo blinked to focus and their eyes stopped on a small figure.
"Koppel?" Leo frowned, glancing once at his surroundings before returning them to the creature.
Koppel turned around from the candle he had just lit and stared at them, hands on his stout hips, and looking as though he knew this would happen and was mad at them for ignoring him.
"I knew you'd get into trouble, so I'm here to help you out." Koppel said simply.
Leo and Donnie looked at each other, shrugged and looked around the place. The room looked like an underground cave, only there were no doors, windows or anything to get out of apart from the hole they had come from. The only thing apart from them and Koppel in the room, was a wooden rectangle plank on the floor; which looked like a door.
"Oh, looking around are you?" Koppel said. "I suppose you've noticed there ain't no doors out of here. Except that hole. This is an oubliette. Labyrinth's full of them."
The two turtles looked at him. "Oh . . ." They both said.
"You don't even know what an oubliette is, do you?" Koppel crossed his arms.
"Yes," said Donnie. "It's a secret dungeon with access through a trapdoor only. 'Oublier', French for 'to forget'. In simple terms a place you put people to forget about them."
Leo glanced sidelong at his brother, eye ridges raised.
"Umh . . . Well, what you need to do, is get outta here; and it just so happens I know a shortcut outta the whole Labyrinth." Kopple said.
"Well we're not following," Leo exclaimed. "We've come to get our brothers, and that's what we'll do. We're not stopping now . . . We've got this far . . ."
Koppel shrugged. "Yeah, yeah, this far. But it gets a lot worse from here on."
"Bring it on . . ." Leo said, carelessly.
Donnie looked at him, smiling. He sounded like Raph then, and that was a funny tone coming from Leo.
"Well," Donnie said. "Can you take us as far as you can into the Labyrinth? That's all, then you can leave and get out yourself."
Koppel thought about it, with one of his short fingers tapping his chin. "Well, I suppose I could. But I ain't promising nutting!"
"Okay," Donnie nodded.
Koppel walked up to the wooden door on the floor and picked it up, putting it against the wall. He fiddled about with a lock and then twisted the handle. The door opened into a closet and a few pans and things fell out. The little creature kicked them away and shut the door, fiddling with the lock again.
"Can't be right all the time," he said, and opened the door again from the other side of it. It lead, now, to a cave of tunnels.
Leo and Donnie stared, then smiled and followed Koppel through the door. They had to swoop to get through, but the caves outside were tall enough for them.
On the walls of the tunnels were stone faces; and when they passed one, it spoke. The first said:
"Don't go on . . ." It had a deep, booming voice that echoed for a few seconds around them. Others also boomed their warnings, but Leo and Donnie tried to ignore them and followed Koppel.
"Go back while you still can . . ."
"This is not the way . . ."
"Take heed, and go no further . . "
"Beware . . . Beware . . ."
"Soon it will be too late . . ."
Koppel waved a hand dismissively at them. "Don't pay any attention to them, Rock faces. They're just false alarms . . . You get a lotta them in the Labyrinth; especially when you're on the right track."
"Oh no you're not . . ."
"Shuttit." Koppel snapped, annoyed.
"Sorry, just doing my job . . ."
"Well you don't have to do it to us!"
They walked through a slightly sloping tunnel, past the faces. A sound of something hard rolling on stone made them all turn around the way they had come. On the floor, rolling towards them, was a crystal. It rolled past them, and they followed it to a heavily cloaked figure on the floor in the next dark tunnel. The crystal jumped up by itself into the figures hand, and it stood up.
"Ut oh . . ." Koppel whispered.
"What have we here?" The figure purred, in a voice that was all too familiar and not at all welcome. It took off the cloak that covered its face and body, and revealed the mighty Navaura underneath.
"Nothing . . ." Koppel said in a tone that held fear.
"Nothing? NOTHING?" Navaura threw down the cloak and stepped up to Koppel.
"Your Majesty! Wh - What a nice surprise!" His tone certainly contained false surprise.
"Yes, isn't it Kupple?" She purred, looking down at him with lazy eyelids.
"Kittel," Leo interjected.
"Kettle," Donnie tried.
"Koppel!" Koppel corrected them all.
"Yes. What are you doing, Koppel? You're not HELPING these two, are you?" Navaura stepped closer to him, and he stepped back.
"Helping them? Why, no way!"
Navaura raised an eyebrow at him, glancing at Leo and Donnie. "You're not leading them to the castle, then?"
"N-No! No, your Majesty! I was just - er - leading them back to the beginning, yes. A little trickery on my part . . ."
"Kattle -"
"Koppel."
"- Yes, if I thought for one moment that you were leading these two to my castle I would throw you straight into the Pit Of Forever Pain."
Koppel got down to his knees, eye wide with fear. "Not The Pit!"
Navaura smiled wickedly and turned from him to Leo and Donnie, who had furious and confused frowns on their faces the moment Koppel had said he was taking them back to the beginning.
"And you; Leonardo the fearless, brave Leader, and Donatello the smart, charming brother; how are you liking my Labyrinth?"
Leo glared at her. "It's a piece of cake . . ." He said through gritted teeth.
Donnie narrowed his eyes in agreement at her.
Navaura raised her one eyebrow again, behind her Koppel groaned, "oh no".
"Really? Then how about up-ing the stakes a little . . .?"
The clock appeared in mid air again, and pointing to it, while twiddling her finger in a clockwise circle, the hands of the clock moved with it. The big hand spun around three times and the hour one was moved three hours forward.
"That's not fair!" Leo cried.
Navaura only chuckled in amusement. "Well, let's see how you deal with this little slice then, eh?" She hands and a crystal appeared in one hand. She grinned, turned and threw it down the passageway. Then she disappeared.
Leo and Donnie, along with Koppel, stared at the darkness where the crystal had gone. A low, but loud sound echoed in the tunnel and something big emerged from the darkness. It looked like a digger, with a spinning front that creates large holes in the walls; very sharp and powerful and filled the entire cave, wall to wall, floor to ceiling . . . And it was heading their way fast.
"Cleaners!" Koppel yelled and jumped to his feet.
"What?" Leo and Donnie shouted.
"RUN!" Koppel pulled on their arms and they ran down the cave. The 'Cleaner' was fast, and was advancing on them slowly. The two turtles and Koppel both ran into a gate at the end of the cave. They pulled at it, and Leo attempted to break the lock with his Katana, but the gate and lock were too strong and thick; and they all turned around as the cleaner got nearer . . .
So, here's part four . . . ( I took most of the script, with
the Guards ((which are card-like people)), from the movie, and
their names are from the movie too, but then . . I took most
of this chapter's lines from the movie, oops . . . Don't sue
me!)
"Donnie, this looked like the turning we passed a few minutes ago . . ." Leo said quietly to his brother, while glancing at the familiar walls, and noticing some two-toed footprints in the sand.
Donnie looked down, too. Yes. Those were their prints all right. But how could they have come the same way without seeing their arrows? Donnie frowned, and he and Leo looked at each other.
"Well, maybe we missed our arrows . . ." Donnie suggested their problem. "Let's carry on." He bent down and marked another deep arrow in the sand and they carried on, taking a right turn and walking down the tall, but short-length sandy walls. They came to a wall blocking the way forward, but they turned left, but before they did, Donnie made an arrow in the sand. They walked over a few steps before they stopped and considered the way now. There were at least six different ways they could go.
"This is just crazy . . ." Leo moaned. "Let's go back and chose that different path we saw."
They turned back around and walked towards their arrow; but as Leo passed the place where it should have been, Donnie noticed it wasn't there, but a small heap of sand as though . . .
"Someone's been covering our marks!" Donnie suddenly shouted. He bent down and blew at the heap until a faint, but distinctive arrow could be seen underneath.
Leo trotted over to his brother and looked down. "What?!"
"No wonder we've been passing our footprints and not seeing our arrows!"
Leo fisted the wall. "This place is impossible! It's not fair!"
Donnie stood back up and looked to the way they had come before they had made the arrow. It was a dead end! The passage they had come from wasn't there, just a thick, sandy wall.
"This place keeps changing!"
Snickering from behind them (where the real dead end should have been) made the two turtles turn around and see, on the wall, two doors. But in front of them were four Guards. There were two heads to the creatures, one upside down at the bottom, and the other at the top. They were exactly like the King, or Queen, in a pack of cards and even had a card as the rest of their bodies, one was patterned in blue the other was patterned in red. Their heads just peered up from behind them.
Leo and Donnie stared.
"This was the dead end though . . ." Donnie said softly.
"Nope," said Tim, from bottom of the blue card. "That's the dead end behind you." They all started to laugh again.
Leo only just realized and turned around. He turned back, teeth grinding, and his eye ridges pulled down in an angry, frustrated frown.
"How are we meant to get anyway when this place keeps changing?!" He threw up his hands.
"Well, you could try one of these doors," said Jim, the bottom blue face.
"Well where do they lead?" Leo asked, anger ebbing away as he concentrated on these weird looking card people.
"Well, all we can say is that one of them leads to the castle, and the other leads to -" Tim changed his voice to a melodramatic tone of tension "- Certain death!" They all laughed.
"Which one leads to the castle?" Leo asked impatiently, glancing from the bottom blue head to the bottom red one.
The bottom blue face looked at the red.
"We can't tell you," Jim replied.
"Why not?"
"We don't know . . ." Said the bottom red face, Tim.
"But they do." Said Tim, and they both looked up at the top faces, who looked down at them and then at the two turtles.
"Ah, but you can only ask one of us," said Alph, the top red face.
"And let me say that one of us always tells the truth . . ." Said Ralph. "And one of us always lies. He lies."
"I do not, I tell the truth!"
"Oh, what a lie!"
"He's the liar!"
Leo stared and then looked worryingly at Donnie, whose eyes were narrow in thought. He walked up to Alph.
"Okay," he said. "Answer me this: Would he tell me that this door leads to the castle?"
Alph paused, then ducked under the card for a second and reappeared.
"Yes," he said.
"Then . . . that door leads to the castle and this door leads to certain death," Donnie predicted proudly.
"How do you know?" Alph asked. "He could be telling the truth."
"But then YOU wouldn't be. So if you said he said 'yes', then I know the answer is 'no'."
"But what if I was telling the truth?" Alph asked.
"Then he'd be lying," Donnie nodded. "The answer would still be 'no'."
"Is that right?" Alph turned to Ralph.
"I don't know, I never understood it," Ralph said.
"Way to go, Donnie!" Leo said, as he moved towards the door Ralph and Jim were guarding, who had now moved out the way.
"Yeah, it's right. I know it." Donnie grinned, confident of his prediction.
The two turtles opened the door together and walked through. There was another long passage, but before they could start to walk, a trap door opened underneath their feet and they plummeted down into darkness. But only for a few seconds; the dim light returned and they were slowed down from falling by things in the wall that were holding them. The light was enough for them to see hundreds of hands in the narrow, vertical tunnel they were in. Some were holding on to Donnie and Leo; they were all green and disgustingly lumpy.
"Hey - What the -" Leo cried. His arms and legs had been restrained by the strong green hands, so he struggled.
"We're helping," said some voices, sounding metallic. The turtles realized the hands were talking. Since there were many of them, when one talked, other hands formed face-like features with their fingers and acted like faces. (They curled their fingers to loops to look like eyes, thumbs for noses and for the mouths).
Donnie only stared at them all, and looked below his supported body to the darkness below.
"Which way?" The hands said.
"What?" Leo was confused, his face was screwed up in bewilderment.
"Which way? Which way would you like to go? Up or down?" They pressed.
Leo looked down at Donnie, who motion down with his head.
"Down," Leo said, uncertainly.
"He said down!" The hands said, and repeated. "He said down! Down they go!"
"Wha - is that bad?" Leo shouted.
"Too late now!"
The hands loosened their grip and the two turtles fell jerkily downwards, still guided by the hands. A few seconds later the tunnel of hands ended and they dropped Donnie into a hole at the end, Leo followed. They landed heavily in the dark room, on a cool stone floor. The only light was from the tunnel above, but the still laughing hands covered the hole with a lid, and the light was sealed from them.
"Ow . . . Down, Donnie? What made you pick down?" Leo picked himself up off the floor and let his eyes try and adjust to the pitch-black darkness.
"Didn't you see the passage way we would have took if we had gone up?" Donnie asked. "I don't fancy another load of that."
The brothers froze when they heard movement from across the room they were in; and a second later a small candlelight flickered on.
Donnie and Leo blinked to focus and their eyes stopped on a small figure.
"Koppel?" Leo frowned, glancing once at his surroundings before returning them to the creature.
Koppel turned around from the candle he had just lit and stared at them, hands on his stout hips, and looking as though he knew this would happen and was mad at them for ignoring him.
"I knew you'd get into trouble, so I'm here to help you out." Koppel said simply.
Leo and Donnie looked at each other, shrugged and looked around the place. The room looked like an underground cave, only there were no doors, windows or anything to get out of apart from the hole they had come from. The only thing apart from them and Koppel in the room, was a wooden rectangle plank on the floor; which looked like a door.
"Oh, looking around are you?" Koppel said. "I suppose you've noticed there ain't no doors out of here. Except that hole. This is an oubliette. Labyrinth's full of them."
The two turtles looked at him. "Oh . . ." They both said.
"You don't even know what an oubliette is, do you?" Koppel crossed his arms.
"Yes," said Donnie. "It's a secret dungeon with access through a trapdoor only. 'Oublier', French for 'to forget'. In simple terms a place you put people to forget about them."
Leo glanced sidelong at his brother, eye ridges raised.
"Umh . . . Well, what you need to do, is get outta here; and it just so happens I know a shortcut outta the whole Labyrinth." Kopple said.
"Well we're not following," Leo exclaimed. "We've come to get our brothers, and that's what we'll do. We're not stopping now . . . We've got this far . . ."
Koppel shrugged. "Yeah, yeah, this far. But it gets a lot worse from here on."
"Bring it on . . ." Leo said, carelessly.
Donnie looked at him, smiling. He sounded like Raph then, and that was a funny tone coming from Leo.
"Well," Donnie said. "Can you take us as far as you can into the Labyrinth? That's all, then you can leave and get out yourself."
Koppel thought about it, with one of his short fingers tapping his chin. "Well, I suppose I could. But I ain't promising nutting!"
"Okay," Donnie nodded.
Koppel walked up to the wooden door on the floor and picked it up, putting it against the wall. He fiddled about with a lock and then twisted the handle. The door opened into a closet and a few pans and things fell out. The little creature kicked them away and shut the door, fiddling with the lock again.
"Can't be right all the time," he said, and opened the door again from the other side of it. It lead, now, to a cave of tunnels.
Leo and Donnie stared, then smiled and followed Koppel through the door. They had to swoop to get through, but the caves outside were tall enough for them.
On the walls of the tunnels were stone faces; and when they passed one, it spoke. The first said:
"Don't go on . . ." It had a deep, booming voice that echoed for a few seconds around them. Others also boomed their warnings, but Leo and Donnie tried to ignore them and followed Koppel.
"Go back while you still can . . ."
"This is not the way . . ."
"Take heed, and go no further . . "
"Beware . . . Beware . . ."
"Soon it will be too late . . ."
Koppel waved a hand dismissively at them. "Don't pay any attention to them, Rock faces. They're just false alarms . . . You get a lotta them in the Labyrinth; especially when you're on the right track."
"Oh no you're not . . ."
"Shuttit." Koppel snapped, annoyed.
"Sorry, just doing my job . . ."
"Well you don't have to do it to us!"
They walked through a slightly sloping tunnel, past the faces. A sound of something hard rolling on stone made them all turn around the way they had come. On the floor, rolling towards them, was a crystal. It rolled past them, and they followed it to a heavily cloaked figure on the floor in the next dark tunnel. The crystal jumped up by itself into the figures hand, and it stood up.
"Ut oh . . ." Koppel whispered.
"What have we here?" The figure purred, in a voice that was all too familiar and not at all welcome. It took off the cloak that covered its face and body, and revealed the mighty Navaura underneath.
"Nothing . . ." Koppel said in a tone that held fear.
"Nothing? NOTHING?" Navaura threw down the cloak and stepped up to Koppel.
"Your Majesty! Wh - What a nice surprise!" His tone certainly contained false surprise.
"Yes, isn't it Kupple?" She purred, looking down at him with lazy eyelids.
"Kittel," Leo interjected.
"Kettle," Donnie tried.
"Koppel!" Koppel corrected them all.
"Yes. What are you doing, Koppel? You're not HELPING these two, are you?" Navaura stepped closer to him, and he stepped back.
"Helping them? Why, no way!"
Navaura raised an eyebrow at him, glancing at Leo and Donnie. "You're not leading them to the castle, then?"
"N-No! No, your Majesty! I was just - er - leading them back to the beginning, yes. A little trickery on my part . . ."
"Kattle -"
"Koppel."
"- Yes, if I thought for one moment that you were leading these two to my castle I would throw you straight into the Pit Of Forever Pain."
Koppel got down to his knees, eye wide with fear. "Not The Pit!"
Navaura smiled wickedly and turned from him to Leo and Donnie, who had furious and confused frowns on their faces the moment Koppel had said he was taking them back to the beginning.
"And you; Leonardo the fearless, brave Leader, and Donatello the smart, charming brother; how are you liking my Labyrinth?"
Leo glared at her. "It's a piece of cake . . ." He said through gritted teeth.
Donnie narrowed his eyes in agreement at her.
Navaura raised her one eyebrow again, behind her Koppel groaned, "oh no".
"Really? Then how about up-ing the stakes a little . . .?"
The clock appeared in mid air again, and pointing to it, while twiddling her finger in a clockwise circle, the hands of the clock moved with it. The big hand spun around three times and the hour one was moved three hours forward.
"That's not fair!" Leo cried.
Navaura only chuckled in amusement. "Well, let's see how you deal with this little slice then, eh?" She hands and a crystal appeared in one hand. She grinned, turned and threw it down the passageway. Then she disappeared.
Leo and Donnie, along with Koppel, stared at the darkness where the crystal had gone. A low, but loud sound echoed in the tunnel and something big emerged from the darkness. It looked like a digger, with a spinning front that creates large holes in the walls; very sharp and powerful and filled the entire cave, wall to wall, floor to ceiling . . . And it was heading their way fast.
"Cleaners!" Koppel yelled and jumped to his feet.
"What?" Leo and Donnie shouted.
"RUN!" Koppel pulled on their arms and they ran down the cave. The 'Cleaner' was fast, and was advancing on them slowly. The two turtles and Koppel both ran into a gate at the end of the cave. They pulled at it, and Leo attempted to break the lock with his Katana, but the gate and lock were too strong and thick; and they all turned around as the cleaner got nearer . . .