Chapter 6
YAY!!! Finals are officially over! Tomorrow is the last day of school for me. Finally.
'Hmm...I should come back here sometime and look at the exhibits more carefully,' Leo thought grimly as he fended off yet another Foot soldier with his katana. The ninja lunged, and Leo knocked him out with the hilt of his sword. Breathing heavily, Leo turned, waiting for more. None came. He sheathed his swords and scanned the room carefully.
Raph and Mikey came bursting in through the entryway, Sonny draped over Raph's shoulder.
"Raph...why is Sonny here?" Leo asked, throwing an accusing glance at Mikey. "And why is he on your shoulder?"
"It's a long story," Raph said breathlessly. "But...Donny...we...saw 'im...he's in the manuscript room."
Leo raised an eye ridge. "So?"
"He's in the display case!" Mikey finished frantically. "We gotta get him out." He and Raph ran back out the door.
Leo scratched his head, not entirely believing his brothers, and followed them out of the room.
Inside the manuscript room, Donatello beat on the glass of the display case with all of his strength. It didn't budge.
'Don't panic, don't panic,' was repeating itself over and over in his head. His air was almost gone...no... it was gone. Don saw a quick flash of green just before he passed out.
Sonny leapt off of Raph's shoulder and on to Leo's head.
'Use the sword,' Leo heard a voice say. Remembering the katanas strapped to his back, Leo unsheathed one. "Stand back," Leo told his brothers. He brought the katana back and crashed it through the glass, sounding the alarms.
Leonardo picked up his unconscious brother, and Sonny returned to Mikey's shoulder.
"We need ta get outta here," Raphael said nervously. "All the Foot are gone now."
Leo nodded, and shifted Donatello so he would be easier to carry.
"Uh...guys?" Mikey's worried voice came from the window, "The cops have surrounded the whole place."
Leo sighed, and leader mode kicked in once again. 'This couldn't be easy, could it?' Leo thought to himself.
'No, Leonardo, you and your brothers need the challenge. But now is not the best time to stand around. GO!'
Leo looked around. Where had that voice come from? He looked at Raph and Mikey. They didn't look like they had heard a voice, and he knew it couldn't have been them, because they never called him Leonardo. He heard the siren of a police cruiser and immediately snapped back to attention.
"We'll go by the roof-tops," Leo decided. "Besides, we're just going to April's. Her apartment is across the street."
Inside April's apartment, April and Splinter were sitting across from each other at a kitchen table playing chess.
"Check and mate," Splinter said, moving his queen to trap April's king.
April groaned and laid her head on the table. "That's the fifth time you've beaten me, Splinter," she said. "How do you do it?"
Splinter grinned. "Strategy, Miss O'Neill." His ears pricked. "Did you hear that?" he asked April, knowing she hadn't. She shook her head.
Splinter got up and walked carefully into the living room.
Leo, Raph, and Mikey were laying an unconscious Don on the couch. Splinter heard April gasp behind him.
"What happened?" He calmly asked Leonardo.
"It's ok, sensei," Leo assured him, "He just passed out from lack of oxygen. He's fine. I mean, he's breathing and everything."
Splinter nodded, although he didn't look entirely satisfied with the explanation.
As if on cue, Donatello started to stir, and after a few moments, he opened his eyes to find himself in April's apartment, with everyone staring at him. He sat up and felt an extreme dizziness in his head.
"Whoa," he said, putting a hand to his head, "That does not feel pleasant."
Leo stepped forward. "It shouldn't. You passed out because of lack of oxygen."
Don scratched his head. "I did...oh yeah! One of those Foot ninja threw something at me, and the next thing I knew, I was in the display case. Actually, the technology was probably very advanced, and...OW!" he yelled as Raph smacked him with a pillow.
"Leave it ta Donny ta go off on some scientific thingy..." Raph said. He turned to Leo. "It's a good thing you had those katanas Leo. That glass was pretty strong."
"Yeah..." Leo said, "Did any of you guys hear um...a voice?" Raph raised an eyeridge at that, and Mikey laughed.
"Leo's hearing voices!? Oh man...and I thought you were nuts, Raph!" As Leo and Raph scowled at him, Mikey noticed his cat was missing. "Hey...Sonny was with us when we came back, right? Where'd he go?"
"I believe I saw him go into the kitchen, Michelangelo. Why don't you go get him?" Splinter said.
Ten seconds after Mikey went into the kitchen, a scream floated out the door. Then Mikey's voice. "Who the shell are you!?"
Leo, Raph, Don, Splinter and April looked at each other and raced into the kitchen. Mikey was looking at a person in the corner.
A young man in his early twenties, with dark brown hair and rather large brown eyes wearing a gray trench coat was looking back at him.
Raphael stepped forward. "Who are ya, and whatta ya doin' in my friend's kitchen?"
The man put up his hand to show his was unarmed. "I believe you know me as...Sonny?" he said, "I'm here to help you. He gestured to the living room. "All shall be explained."
The turtles looked at Splinter, who nodded. They shrugged, and followed the stranger back into the living room.
YAY!!! Finals are officially over! Tomorrow is the last day of school for me. Finally.
'Hmm...I should come back here sometime and look at the exhibits more carefully,' Leo thought grimly as he fended off yet another Foot soldier with his katana. The ninja lunged, and Leo knocked him out with the hilt of his sword. Breathing heavily, Leo turned, waiting for more. None came. He sheathed his swords and scanned the room carefully.
Raph and Mikey came bursting in through the entryway, Sonny draped over Raph's shoulder.
"Raph...why is Sonny here?" Leo asked, throwing an accusing glance at Mikey. "And why is he on your shoulder?"
"It's a long story," Raph said breathlessly. "But...Donny...we...saw 'im...he's in the manuscript room."
Leo raised an eye ridge. "So?"
"He's in the display case!" Mikey finished frantically. "We gotta get him out." He and Raph ran back out the door.
Leo scratched his head, not entirely believing his brothers, and followed them out of the room.
Inside the manuscript room, Donatello beat on the glass of the display case with all of his strength. It didn't budge.
'Don't panic, don't panic,' was repeating itself over and over in his head. His air was almost gone...no... it was gone. Don saw a quick flash of green just before he passed out.
Sonny leapt off of Raph's shoulder and on to Leo's head.
'Use the sword,' Leo heard a voice say. Remembering the katanas strapped to his back, Leo unsheathed one. "Stand back," Leo told his brothers. He brought the katana back and crashed it through the glass, sounding the alarms.
Leonardo picked up his unconscious brother, and Sonny returned to Mikey's shoulder.
"We need ta get outta here," Raphael said nervously. "All the Foot are gone now."
Leo nodded, and shifted Donatello so he would be easier to carry.
"Uh...guys?" Mikey's worried voice came from the window, "The cops have surrounded the whole place."
Leo sighed, and leader mode kicked in once again. 'This couldn't be easy, could it?' Leo thought to himself.
'No, Leonardo, you and your brothers need the challenge. But now is not the best time to stand around. GO!'
Leo looked around. Where had that voice come from? He looked at Raph and Mikey. They didn't look like they had heard a voice, and he knew it couldn't have been them, because they never called him Leonardo. He heard the siren of a police cruiser and immediately snapped back to attention.
"We'll go by the roof-tops," Leo decided. "Besides, we're just going to April's. Her apartment is across the street."
Inside April's apartment, April and Splinter were sitting across from each other at a kitchen table playing chess.
"Check and mate," Splinter said, moving his queen to trap April's king.
April groaned and laid her head on the table. "That's the fifth time you've beaten me, Splinter," she said. "How do you do it?"
Splinter grinned. "Strategy, Miss O'Neill." His ears pricked. "Did you hear that?" he asked April, knowing she hadn't. She shook her head.
Splinter got up and walked carefully into the living room.
Leo, Raph, and Mikey were laying an unconscious Don on the couch. Splinter heard April gasp behind him.
"What happened?" He calmly asked Leonardo.
"It's ok, sensei," Leo assured him, "He just passed out from lack of oxygen. He's fine. I mean, he's breathing and everything."
Splinter nodded, although he didn't look entirely satisfied with the explanation.
As if on cue, Donatello started to stir, and after a few moments, he opened his eyes to find himself in April's apartment, with everyone staring at him. He sat up and felt an extreme dizziness in his head.
"Whoa," he said, putting a hand to his head, "That does not feel pleasant."
Leo stepped forward. "It shouldn't. You passed out because of lack of oxygen."
Don scratched his head. "I did...oh yeah! One of those Foot ninja threw something at me, and the next thing I knew, I was in the display case. Actually, the technology was probably very advanced, and...OW!" he yelled as Raph smacked him with a pillow.
"Leave it ta Donny ta go off on some scientific thingy..." Raph said. He turned to Leo. "It's a good thing you had those katanas Leo. That glass was pretty strong."
"Yeah..." Leo said, "Did any of you guys hear um...a voice?" Raph raised an eyeridge at that, and Mikey laughed.
"Leo's hearing voices!? Oh man...and I thought you were nuts, Raph!" As Leo and Raph scowled at him, Mikey noticed his cat was missing. "Hey...Sonny was with us when we came back, right? Where'd he go?"
"I believe I saw him go into the kitchen, Michelangelo. Why don't you go get him?" Splinter said.
Ten seconds after Mikey went into the kitchen, a scream floated out the door. Then Mikey's voice. "Who the shell are you!?"
Leo, Raph, Don, Splinter and April looked at each other and raced into the kitchen. Mikey was looking at a person in the corner.
A young man in his early twenties, with dark brown hair and rather large brown eyes wearing a gray trench coat was looking back at him.
Raphael stepped forward. "Who are ya, and whatta ya doin' in my friend's kitchen?"
The man put up his hand to show his was unarmed. "I believe you know me as...Sonny?" he said, "I'm here to help you. He gestured to the living room. "All shall be explained."
The turtles looked at Splinter, who nodded. They shrugged, and followed the stranger back into the living room.