A/N: Yeesh, it's been forever since I updated. Sorry about that, folks. School has been nuts. I think I did non-stop homework for like a week. Anyway, here ya go.
Also...just wanna apologize if any of you got confused. The two Xawks that the new demon guys lost were DIFFERENT than what Orgo and Ssylvar lost. I should have used a different number. Sorry about that. Basically, Don and company were found by several different Xawks, from both groups of Reapers. Don, Mike and Shayl's Xawks attacked all of them because they didn't want to get caught by Orgo and Ssylvar. They couldn't have known that they were from someone else. Sorry if anybody was confused.
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Slug, the giant blue Xawk, appeared in the air above Donatello's head just as he was about to cast a fire spell. He'd almost gotten it right too, but the distraction was too much. The surprised turtle called out in alarm and Rudy sped over to Don. Don made a bo appear in his hand and batted at the blue fiend. Slug was fast, though, and before anyone in the cavern could react, he was gone.
"This is bad," Shayl said, grabbing her few belongings, "We have to leave now."
Don nodded and he, Mike and Splinter hurried to grab their things.
"Where do we go to now?" Mike asked.
"We go somewhere else in the caverns," Shayl answered, waving her hand to open a portal. It unzipped in front of her and they all prepared to walk through. Just as Shayl approached the opening, a black scaly hand reached through and grabbed her by the throat.
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Justin sighed; his Xawk hadn't come back yet, and he probably wasn't going to. He could only hope that the little guy had decided to run off and not look for Donatello after all. Justin didn't want to lose his Xawk, but it was better than having it die. He was certain that was what had happened to the other two they had sent out. Replacements had come shortly afterward, and all of the other Xawks had been quite upset.
Justin shook his head and shifted his weight in the makeshift chair he'd cobbled together with some tape and broken wood. It was not comfortable, and he might as well have been sitting on the floor. He crossed and uncrossed his legs and few times, finally deciding to give up and stand. He walked over to where their two new comrades were practicing.
"Why are you so much stronger than me?" Leo asked, picking himself off the floor for the fifth time.
Raph watched his brother stand up with a smug look on his face, "Because I'm better than you, duh!"
Leo frowned and set himself into a defensive posture, "Well, come on," he said, "Try it again."
Raph smirked and lauched a flying kick at Leo. Leo ducked expertly, but Raph countered in mid air, cathing Leo in the back of the head with his other foot and knocking him to the ground.
"Dammit!" Leo exclaimed, frustrated that he had lost not only another fight, but his composure.
Justin cleared his throat, "I can explain what's going on here."
"There's nothing to explain," Raph said, "I'm just better."
Justin smirked. "You're better because a more powerful Demon gave you his power."
Raphael shrugged, "Humf. I'm still better, stronger Demon or not."
"If you say so," Justin said, still smiling.
Leo sighed and climbed to his feet, dusting himself off, "Have you heard anything from that creature of yours?" he asked.
Justin shook his head, the smile disappearing from his face, "No, I haven't. I think he ran out on me."
"Well, send another one!" Raph said.
"I should," Justin said, "But I don't know if we have one that'll go. Word's gotten around that this is a dangerous mission."
"You're bigger than them," Raph said, angry, "Just make 'em go!"
"We could," Justin said, "But they respect us, and we them. It wouldn't be right."
Raph snorted but said nothing else.
"We'll think of something," Justin said.
"We're running out of time," Leo said, "I know they're gonna find us here soon."
"Yeah," Justin said, "But we can escape really fast."
"Escape to where?" Raph asked.
"Dunno," Justin said, "We'll think of that when we have to."
"I'm not fond of working without a plan," Leo said, crossing his arms.
"We don't have much choice," Justin said, "We can't beat them, we can't even fight them. We're dead if they catch us. The only option is to just run away whenever they find us."
"When will that be?" Raph asked.
"Whenever one of our Xawks doesn't stop one of their Xawks from telling on us."
"I thought you said you respected those things?" Raph asked.
"We respect them, but we can't let them rat us out," Justin said, "They do what Ssylvar and Orgo say because they're scared."
"I still think you should try scaring them," Raph said, frowning.
"We're not going to," Justin said, turning away from them and walking back to his 'chair.'
"Ass," Raph said, "C'mon Leo. More practice."
Leo sighed and managed to put up his hands just as Raph threw a punch right into his face.
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Shayl gasped for breath as the powerful hand constricted her throat. Sparks crackled at her fingertips as she tried desperately to cast a spell, knowing that it would not save her. Her fingers clasped around the black wrist in front of her and unleased a surge of energy. A raspy voice cackled from inside the portal.
Just then, two green hands closed on the wrist, twisting it and nearly snapping the bone in two. A voice cried out in pain, and Ssylvar staggered out of the portal, releasing his grip on Shayl.
"Nice job, Donatello," Ssylvar said as Shayl staggered away from him, her hands clasped to her throat. Don sneered at him, but he backed away as well. Splinter and Mike both fell into defensive crouches, and Ssylvar laughed.
"That won't do any good," he said, "None of you can beat me."
Mike chanted a quick series of archaic words and fire flew from his hands straight at Ssylvar. The snake man watched as it came toward him, and just before it hit his face, he threw up one of his hands and swiped it through the air. The fire disappeared as if it had never existed.
"Please!" he said, laughing even more, "You're the -Wiyem-! Nothing YOU send at me will do any good." Ssylvar turned his gaze toward Donatello. "Now, I think it's time to go." The snake man's hands flew forward and an enormous blast of fire shot from them, engulfing all of them. Don and Splinter staggered backward, but Mike and Shayl both fell to the floor. Don could feel the fire burning around him, but it wasn't scorching his skin. He squinted his eyes and saw that Splinter was not having a problem either, but Mike and Shayl were not faring so well; they were both writhing on the floor in pain.
Yelling, Don ran toward Ssylvar and aimed a punch at his head. The snake man ceased his firey onslaught and ducked quickly, kicking at Don's side. The turtle dodged and pulled out his bo, expertly swinging at Ssylvar's torso. The wooden weapon connected, promptly breaking in half. Don cursed his own stupidity and threw the two halves away. As he did so Ssylvar quickly recast his fire spell, once again engulfing them in flames. Don flew at him with a kick, but smoke from the fire had begun to accumulate in the cavern, and he could not see properly. Before he even knew what was happening, a tight spiral of energy surrounded him, squeezing his arms to his sides. Don struggled mightily to free himself, but just as he was starting to feel the restraints come loose, he felt himself being pulled backward, and everything around him went black.
A moment later, Donatello found himself in a tiny room, one wall made of what appeared to be glass, and still bound by the energy field. He heaved his arms outward and broke the bonds. He immediately began to pound on the window with his fists, but to Donatello's surprise, he could not break it. Ssylvar was standing on the other side, smirking.
"It won't work," the snake man said, "It's been magically reinforced to prevent your escape."
Don was furious, "You can't do this!" He yelled, continuing to pound on the glass.
"I can," Ssylvar said, "And don't bother to pound on that. You may be the strongest Demon in the world, but that doesn't mean you're the strongest -thing-. You'll never break out of here."
Don ceased his pounding and narrowed his eyes at the snake man. Inwardly, his stomach was churning with worry. Would Ssylvar go back to kill his friends? And where was Orgo?
As if in answer to his question, the grostesque Demon walked through a door at the end of the room Ssylvar was standing in and came up to the cage. Orgo did not look happy.
"Time to go," Orgo said.
"Bah," Ssylvar said, waving his hand, "Don't you realize what I've done?"
"I see it," Orgo said, speaking as if Don wasn't there, "But we have other problems. We shouldn't talk here."
Orgo walked to the door and waited, staring at Ssylvar. The snake man looked at Donatello for a few more moments before shooting a glare at Orgo and marching out of the room. Orgo followed shortly after, and Don was left to his worrysome thoughts.
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Also...just wanna apologize if any of you got confused. The two Xawks that the new demon guys lost were DIFFERENT than what Orgo and Ssylvar lost. I should have used a different number. Sorry about that. Basically, Don and company were found by several different Xawks, from both groups of Reapers. Don, Mike and Shayl's Xawks attacked all of them because they didn't want to get caught by Orgo and Ssylvar. They couldn't have known that they were from someone else. Sorry if anybody was confused.
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Slug, the giant blue Xawk, appeared in the air above Donatello's head just as he was about to cast a fire spell. He'd almost gotten it right too, but the distraction was too much. The surprised turtle called out in alarm and Rudy sped over to Don. Don made a bo appear in his hand and batted at the blue fiend. Slug was fast, though, and before anyone in the cavern could react, he was gone.
"This is bad," Shayl said, grabbing her few belongings, "We have to leave now."
Don nodded and he, Mike and Splinter hurried to grab their things.
"Where do we go to now?" Mike asked.
"We go somewhere else in the caverns," Shayl answered, waving her hand to open a portal. It unzipped in front of her and they all prepared to walk through. Just as Shayl approached the opening, a black scaly hand reached through and grabbed her by the throat.
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Justin sighed; his Xawk hadn't come back yet, and he probably wasn't going to. He could only hope that the little guy had decided to run off and not look for Donatello after all. Justin didn't want to lose his Xawk, but it was better than having it die. He was certain that was what had happened to the other two they had sent out. Replacements had come shortly afterward, and all of the other Xawks had been quite upset.
Justin shook his head and shifted his weight in the makeshift chair he'd cobbled together with some tape and broken wood. It was not comfortable, and he might as well have been sitting on the floor. He crossed and uncrossed his legs and few times, finally deciding to give up and stand. He walked over to where their two new comrades were practicing.
"Why are you so much stronger than me?" Leo asked, picking himself off the floor for the fifth time.
Raph watched his brother stand up with a smug look on his face, "Because I'm better than you, duh!"
Leo frowned and set himself into a defensive posture, "Well, come on," he said, "Try it again."
Raph smirked and lauched a flying kick at Leo. Leo ducked expertly, but Raph countered in mid air, cathing Leo in the back of the head with his other foot and knocking him to the ground.
"Dammit!" Leo exclaimed, frustrated that he had lost not only another fight, but his composure.
Justin cleared his throat, "I can explain what's going on here."
"There's nothing to explain," Raph said, "I'm just better."
Justin smirked. "You're better because a more powerful Demon gave you his power."
Raphael shrugged, "Humf. I'm still better, stronger Demon or not."
"If you say so," Justin said, still smiling.
Leo sighed and climbed to his feet, dusting himself off, "Have you heard anything from that creature of yours?" he asked.
Justin shook his head, the smile disappearing from his face, "No, I haven't. I think he ran out on me."
"Well, send another one!" Raph said.
"I should," Justin said, "But I don't know if we have one that'll go. Word's gotten around that this is a dangerous mission."
"You're bigger than them," Raph said, angry, "Just make 'em go!"
"We could," Justin said, "But they respect us, and we them. It wouldn't be right."
Raph snorted but said nothing else.
"We'll think of something," Justin said.
"We're running out of time," Leo said, "I know they're gonna find us here soon."
"Yeah," Justin said, "But we can escape really fast."
"Escape to where?" Raph asked.
"Dunno," Justin said, "We'll think of that when we have to."
"I'm not fond of working without a plan," Leo said, crossing his arms.
"We don't have much choice," Justin said, "We can't beat them, we can't even fight them. We're dead if they catch us. The only option is to just run away whenever they find us."
"When will that be?" Raph asked.
"Whenever one of our Xawks doesn't stop one of their Xawks from telling on us."
"I thought you said you respected those things?" Raph asked.
"We respect them, but we can't let them rat us out," Justin said, "They do what Ssylvar and Orgo say because they're scared."
"I still think you should try scaring them," Raph said, frowning.
"We're not going to," Justin said, turning away from them and walking back to his 'chair.'
"Ass," Raph said, "C'mon Leo. More practice."
Leo sighed and managed to put up his hands just as Raph threw a punch right into his face.
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Shayl gasped for breath as the powerful hand constricted her throat. Sparks crackled at her fingertips as she tried desperately to cast a spell, knowing that it would not save her. Her fingers clasped around the black wrist in front of her and unleased a surge of energy. A raspy voice cackled from inside the portal.
Just then, two green hands closed on the wrist, twisting it and nearly snapping the bone in two. A voice cried out in pain, and Ssylvar staggered out of the portal, releasing his grip on Shayl.
"Nice job, Donatello," Ssylvar said as Shayl staggered away from him, her hands clasped to her throat. Don sneered at him, but he backed away as well. Splinter and Mike both fell into defensive crouches, and Ssylvar laughed.
"That won't do any good," he said, "None of you can beat me."
Mike chanted a quick series of archaic words and fire flew from his hands straight at Ssylvar. The snake man watched as it came toward him, and just before it hit his face, he threw up one of his hands and swiped it through the air. The fire disappeared as if it had never existed.
"Please!" he said, laughing even more, "You're the -Wiyem-! Nothing YOU send at me will do any good." Ssylvar turned his gaze toward Donatello. "Now, I think it's time to go." The snake man's hands flew forward and an enormous blast of fire shot from them, engulfing all of them. Don and Splinter staggered backward, but Mike and Shayl both fell to the floor. Don could feel the fire burning around him, but it wasn't scorching his skin. He squinted his eyes and saw that Splinter was not having a problem either, but Mike and Shayl were not faring so well; they were both writhing on the floor in pain.
Yelling, Don ran toward Ssylvar and aimed a punch at his head. The snake man ceased his firey onslaught and ducked quickly, kicking at Don's side. The turtle dodged and pulled out his bo, expertly swinging at Ssylvar's torso. The wooden weapon connected, promptly breaking in half. Don cursed his own stupidity and threw the two halves away. As he did so Ssylvar quickly recast his fire spell, once again engulfing them in flames. Don flew at him with a kick, but smoke from the fire had begun to accumulate in the cavern, and he could not see properly. Before he even knew what was happening, a tight spiral of energy surrounded him, squeezing his arms to his sides. Don struggled mightily to free himself, but just as he was starting to feel the restraints come loose, he felt himself being pulled backward, and everything around him went black.
A moment later, Donatello found himself in a tiny room, one wall made of what appeared to be glass, and still bound by the energy field. He heaved his arms outward and broke the bonds. He immediately began to pound on the window with his fists, but to Donatello's surprise, he could not break it. Ssylvar was standing on the other side, smirking.
"It won't work," the snake man said, "It's been magically reinforced to prevent your escape."
Don was furious, "You can't do this!" He yelled, continuing to pound on the glass.
"I can," Ssylvar said, "And don't bother to pound on that. You may be the strongest Demon in the world, but that doesn't mean you're the strongest -thing-. You'll never break out of here."
Don ceased his pounding and narrowed his eyes at the snake man. Inwardly, his stomach was churning with worry. Would Ssylvar go back to kill his friends? And where was Orgo?
As if in answer to his question, the grostesque Demon walked through a door at the end of the room Ssylvar was standing in and came up to the cage. Orgo did not look happy.
"Time to go," Orgo said.
"Bah," Ssylvar said, waving his hand, "Don't you realize what I've done?"
"I see it," Orgo said, speaking as if Don wasn't there, "But we have other problems. We shouldn't talk here."
Orgo walked to the door and waited, staring at Ssylvar. The snake man looked at Donatello for a few more moments before shooting a glare at Orgo and marching out of the room. Orgo followed shortly after, and Don was left to his worrysome thoughts.
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