~ I am on a roll with this, lol. Read on, I was going to end the story here but decided not too. Shoot I just let my hands go and see what happens.

At this landing, Michelangelo immediately turned looking for something, but he wasn't sure what. The turtles looked around at their surroundings. It was similar to Blooming Lake, Idaho, when they met Emma. Mist covered the ground moving gently until stirred by the turtle's footsteps. It was dark here, not another living creature to be seen. Michelangelo gave up for what ever he was looking for and sat on the ground. His brothers understood his frustration and went over sitting close to him.

One thought ran through their minds, why? Why were they sent on this quest if people they were suppose to help died? Why were they allowed to get to know those people only to have their hearts ripped out from the loss? Reading their thoughts, Oberon stepped out from the shadows and waited for the turtles to notice him. When they looked up feeling his presence he spoke.

"You have done very well," Oberon greeted. "It is now over."

"Why because we failed on the last two?" Raphael shot out. Oberon looked at them confused.

"Why do you think you failed?"

"Because those two girls died," Michelangelo yelled.

"How do we know that isn't what I sent you there to do?" The turtles looked a little confused by his statement. "And how do you know that they are dead?" Now they were really confused. "Never let your eyes do all the seeing for you, feel with your heart…"

"Well our hearts feel pretty empty," Leonardo said.

"I don't understand Oberon, what difference did it make saving those girls?" Donatello questioned. "I thought they were all great, don't get me wrong, but I don't understand." Oberon thought for a moment.

"Let me see if I can help you," Oberon said and waved his hands. Flashes of newspaper started going by.

Flash

Natalie was last seen at her favorite bar Flojo's… her body was found today apparently the first victim in a rape murder scandal… these murders have yet to get caught… so far ten have been linked to them… the body's were found soon after except Natalie who was missing for…

Flash

A gang of thugs terrorizing Newark again escaped capture… all nightclubs have been closed… Rashel was found… beaten and starved… she is now being moved to a mental institution… she won't talk or move… she's a vegetable… she cannot help us with capturing these thugs…

The turtles closed their eyes not wanting to see anymore, their hearts wrenched now starting to understand. The images kept going behind their closed eyes. Taking a breath they watched as they waited for it to stop.

Flash

A shooting shatters the quiet of out little town in Bear Lake… one girl was caught in the cross fire… Emma bleed to death…didn't make it to the hospital on time… the shooters were caught, but with no witnesses were let go…

Flash

Murders in Manhattan still a mystery… seems to have spread to Canada in the town… a girl Hannah, found strangled in the house next door… along with two adults who were the first murdered… suspect still at large…

Flash

Accident at Niagara Falls… school boys joking turned into a scuffle… Leslie pushed over the rail… drowned before Maid of the Mist could reach her… friends who met her there, Danielle and Melissa devastated

Flash

Worst snow storm ever…ice everywhere… Danielle was alone on the ice… body never recovered…

Flash

Airport shut down in Canada… only one death on the plane that crashed… Melissa was crushed by the wing… couldn't breathe…others maimed…

Flash

The images ended and the turtles all felt a little shaky. Michelangelo had tears rolling down his cheeks, Raphael was grounding his fist in his eyes, while Leonardo took in deep breaths and Donatello sat motionless.

"Don't you see what you have helped?" Oberon asked. Slowly the turtles nodded their heads and stood up. "Now I am going to send you all home. The date is now January sixteenth, your sensei and friends will be waiting. I visited them in their dreams and told them not to worry."

"So the last two, any of the girls?" Donatello started to question until Oberon out his hands up.

"You'll have to wait to find out about them," Oberon waved his hands and the mystical surge started again. This flash was worse than the others. It was a slight feeling of having a slight surge going through you making any hair stand up on end. Just when it seemed that the jolt would consume them it stopped. Opening their eyes, they were home, in the lair. Master Splinter stepped out of his room and greeted his sons.

"I understand that you have been on a quest for Oberon," Master Splinter paused. "I believed that is what he called himself." The turtles nodded.

"I don't want to talk about it," Michelangelo said and went into his room. Raphael said the same and retreated. Donatello and Leonardo stayed and explained a quickened summery of their tale. When they finished, Master Splinter nodded his head.

"Maybe one day, you'll find out how the girls are doing," Master Splinter said. "Until then, you need your rest, get up when you're ready and we'll resume practice. Groaning was heard from Raphael and Michelangelo's room, getting a smile from the rest as they headed to theirs. Master Splinter looked around like he was sniffing the air, before retreating back to his room.

The turtles slept for a straight week before they had any energy to crawl out of bed. After eating, Master Splinter let his son's through a warm up so not to wear them out before they reached full strength again. They resumed their normal patrol, while looking for news of the girls in the newspaper in the meantime, but they never found anything. All feeling slightly dejected, they continued the patrols, only not with full hearts.

Screams echoed around the corner one night and the turtles burst into action. A group of foot soldiers had cornered some girls in the corner of an alley. Out of the light the turtles couldn't tell how many their were but knew that they had to help them. Bursting forth the foot soldiers were beaten back at top speed. When the foot finally retreated, the turtles looked towards the girls, both the turtles and girls staying in the shadows.

"Are you all right?" Leonardo asked.

"Leo?" a girl asked. The turtles narrowed their eyes recognizing that voice.

"Do I know you?" Leonardo put his katana's away.

"Yes, in fact you saved my life." The girl walked into the light and the turtles lost their breath for a moment. Rashel pushed her hair back and looked at each of the turtles still in shadow.

"Will you please come into the light," Rashel said as another figure stepped up beside her.

"We know what you look like," Natalie added stepping forward. The turtles stepped into the light after each putting their weapons away. Right away they were attacked with girls all knocking the turtles down. Raphael looked to see Rashel and Hannah hugging each arm Leslie had an arm around his middle, Emma was on top of Donatello kissing his head over and over again, Leonardo was tackled by Natalie the closes to him, and Michelangelo was amazed.

"Danielle? Melissa? You're alive!" The girls nodded hugging Michelangelo tightly.

"I woke up right after you guys left," Danielle said. "And my mother says you called but when she was crying I told her to tell who ever it was that I wasn't available, we had a big scare thinking her dog was lost in the snow, but he's fine."

"And I was taken to the hospital," Melissa said. "The paramedics said that if the wing was not lifted off me, the way you did it, I would have suffocated to death." Michelangelo was so happy he had tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Oh, God!" Michelangelo simply said and hugged both girls tightly and kisses both of their foreheads. The girls were all staying at an hotel close by and were out for a walk when the foot tried to mob them. They headed back and took the turtles, discretely to their rooms.

"We were right." Raphael said once inside and sat down. "You all know each other." The girls nodded.

"We've been friends, started out online, for what seems like forever," Hannah said, the girls all agreeing.

"But it seemed when ever we would try to contact each other and tell them about the amazing events that happened, the phone would disconnect or something would happen." Emma added.

"Yeah, like my computer turning off," Hannah said.

"Or the letter from Niagara Falls that was white until after they saved me from the ice," Danielle said.

"How about how you guys show up right when the turtles leave," Leslie said.

"So what do we do now?" Donatello asked.

"Well, we're here for a reason," Natalie said standing up. Pulling up her suitcase she opened it and pulled a picture out. The guys were all sitting on one bed with the girls draped around the room. Natalie went behind the guys, almost tripping on the bedspread and showed them the picture.

"This is a picture of all of us girls," Natalie gave it to the guys. "That we wanted you to have as a thank you for all that you have done for us."

"Would you like to see our home?" Michelangelo asked, earning a bop on the head from Leonardo. "What?"

"Master Splinter wouldn't approve," Leonardo said under his breath.

"It's okay, we understand that we can't go home with you," Danielle said giving the guys puppy dog eyes.

"But we would like to keep in touch," Hannah said.

"Our phone numbers and e-mail addresses are on the back, so if you ever need us," Leslie let the sentence hang.

"Please call us for any reason at all," Emma added.

"That way I can get out of school!" Rashel danced around the room and stopped when she saw no one else join. "What?" Laughing the group sat down together and started talking about what happened after the guys left them to help the others out. The guys left soon after and the girls were getting ready to sleep.

"Wait we're missing something!" Melissa jumped up.

"What?" Everyone asked.

"Pizza!" Came a call from the door.

"That's creepy," Natalie said. The girls all crowded around trying to get a glimpse through the peep hole until they realized there wasn't one. After Hannah helped Natalie shoo the girls away from the door, they leaned on each other and opened it slowly, bolt lock in place. There was a simple pizza deliver guy there, pimples, dirty hair, not too impressive.

"I got your pizza here," He said showing a box. Natalie and Hannah relaxed.

"We didn't order any," Hannah said, Natalie nodded.

"Well I have a slip here." The guy fumbled around for a minute almost dropping the pizza. "Can you girls help me, I don't want to drop this." Looking at each other for a second, they shrugged and unbolted the door. Natalie took the pizza put it down on the bed and looked over Hannah's shoulder at the paper the guy gave her.

"It's our room and everything but for the name it has seven girls," Hannah shrugged.

"Leslie, bring me the pizza, please." Natalie asked. Leslie handed it over to Natalie. "Thanks but no thanks, if we want some pizza it will be more than one."

"You might want to keep that pizza, it will be your last," A voice around the corner said. The pizza boy was pushed aside as a man walked into the doorway.

"It's a cheese grater!" Danielle pointed. At any other time it would have been funny, but the girls were a little intimidated by the size of this man. He shot Danielle a look and she dove flat on the ground. Stepping forward, Hannah and Natalie stepped back.

"Where are they?" he asked. The girls kept backing up as he came closer until Natalie's legs met the bed making her sit. Hannah tripped on one of Natalie's feet falling backwards. The guy grabbed Natalie by the shirt pulling her off the bed, feet in the air. The pizza box slid onto the bed.

"Well!" He demanded.

"Well this!" Emma called throwing the hot pizza Natalie dropped into the guys' face. Dropping Natalie he clawed at it pulling the pizza away. The girls grabbed anything they could to hit this guy with. Rashel grabbed the lamp breaking it over an arm, Emma, Leslie and Melissa grabbed pillows and started attacking him, while Hannah pulled a belt from Natalie's open suitcase and started hitting him with it. Danielle raced past them into the bathroom and came out throwing towels at the guy while Natalie hit him with the pizza box. No matter how many times he hit the girls' aside they would come back full force.

"Foot soldiers, attack!" He bellowed. Foot flooded the room, over taking the girls and their weapons. The guy stepped to the closes, Melissa and growled at her, she growled back.

"Tell me where they are!" He screamed at Melissa making her flinch.

"Who?" Rashel yelled behind him.

"The turtles."

"We don't know," Emma said.

"Who are you?" Danielle asked. The guy stood straight up.

"I am, the Shredder."

~ Tell me what you thought of the newspaper flashes, those were in my mind a long time and I'm so glad I finally got it down! And I wouldn't kill you off, just write so wonderfully that I made you think I did :o) Also I had to have the turtles think that because of questioning their quest :o) More to come!