A/N: Hi everybody! Alix here. Yes, I am actually writing this chapter of my own free will.
ET: Hey, you didn't write it as I dictated it to you! It should be: "Alix, sworn slave of ET, here."
Alix-whimpers- Do you want me to take out our TMNT playing cards for some poker?
ET: How about go fish but with turtles?
Alix: Yes mistress. Oh by the way, did I tell you that at work today three guys came in for orders (at different times) and they were named, Raphael, Leo, and Don (in that order)?
ET: It is a sign from the heavens!
Mikey: Why not me?
Alix: Don't worry, you'll be next.
Chapter 11:
Before Angy could blink, the other three turtles jumped in front of Don, weapons out. "You're not welcome here," warned Leonardo.
The shady figure laughed and stepped forward into the light, which penetrated the rafters of the ceiling. He had dark blue hair, which he wore up in a pony tail. A dark blue skin tight suit covered his body, with a beige trench coat over it. Around his neck was a gold medallion with a strange looking squid staring with piercing eyes.
"... you," whispered the blue turtle as he retracted his blades. However, Mikey and Raph kept their weapons aimed at the stranger, and Don was quick to follow suit after retrieving his staff.
"I've only come for something that shouldn't be," the strange man repeated. "My visit is brief. I've come for the creature."
"The creatu–Angy?" The girl quickly hid behind Raphael's shell as he confronted the stranger. All four turtles grew tense at the man's words. Even Master Splinter was on edge.
"What did I do?" She whimpered, not prepared to be kidnapped again. Well, the guys would never let that happen, right?
"The creature was created under the Shredder's eye. It was composed of illegal materials and DNA in a process that should never have been brought to this planet. Not to mention it had unwanted side effects that could cause serious harm for this world or any other. It must be destroyed at all costs."
"Destroyed!"
"No way, lard butt!" Raphael menacingly twirled his tsais. "Not a snowball's chance in hell."
"When we first met, you said I had made an ally that day. Well, if that's what you truly are, then you won't harm her. She won't do any harm around us." Leo stated as diplomatically as possible.
Mikey took a step back so that he could still see, "Woah, you met this guy before?"
"When we defeated the Shredder for the first time... but I don't know what to think now."
"Terrapin, that time we met, you told me that you had refused the Shredder and would do all in your power to defeat him. That creature is the product of his illegal experimentation and could be used for the destruction of all that you hold dear."
Donny shook his head angrily, determined to counter act the evidence this ponytailed man was trying to persuade them with. "Not as long as we keep her well blended . We could dye her hair, she won't wear gloves anymore-"
"Do you know how they found that abomination after it escaped in the first place?"
None of the turtles said anything, only giving blank looks in response.
"She carries a bar code on her foot that the Shredder could easily track down. And even if you stop his ninjas, he'll come back again. And again, and again. There is no escaping the Shredder, and especially no escaping that creature's horrid powers."
"Horrid powers?" Angy revealed her face from behind Raphael. The other turtles had almost forgotten her presence due to her previous silence. "I wouldn't call 'em powers... it doesn't really do anything... I mean, uh..."
"You were created to be the perfect spy: cat-like agility, ability to breathe underwater, calculate attacks of your opponents before they do them... and you can see the future."
"B-but... it doesn't work!" She pleaded, holding the red turtle's arm dearly. "I saw Raphael die, a-and he's right here. And see this thing on my wrist? I can't see any visions anymore...so, so...um yeah!"
"That's only a temporary solution," he continued, speaking to the turtles, as though Angy were an item and not a person, "Its powers will gradually increase in strength to a point that the bracelet cannot possibly shield. The Shredder will continue to hunt it down. And on top of all this, the creature was spawned from illegal materials. The project cannot survive."
The man slowly expelled a glowing blade from his coat, pointed towards Angy's hiding face. Raph gritted his teeth in rage, especially since he could sense Angy's fear. She was injured, exhausted, haunted by these visions of the future, and on top of all that, hunted for something completely out of her control. They had already helped her to escape once, were they to lose her so soon after finding her again?
Mikey stood close to Angy for support, hoping to reassure her that she wouldn't fall into the hands of this man, if you could even call him a man. Honestly, what kind of a guy has blue hair and wears it in a ponytail, walking around in spandex and a trench coat? Talk about a fashion mistake.
Leo unsheathed his blades yet again, wishing the situation could be different. He had been comforted in the fact that they had allies that would help them against the Shredder, but he had been wrong. This man was not to be trusted. Master Splinter and Donatello remained silent, contemplating a way to help the situation.
Don was not sure about the specifications of this 'bar code.' Maybe he could remove it, maybe not. As if this sunglasses-inside-where-there-is-no-sun guy would allow him to do that. If (if, if, if!) he could remove the code, maybe then the turtles could give her a make over. New clothes, special shoes for a new height, dye her hair a different color, contact lenses that made her eyes a different color. But even then, there was the problem with her powers. Maybe if he studied Angy's chemical makeup (or at least her bracelet), then he could find a way to control it. Maybe. This was all depending on so many factors and improbabilities.
"Wait…" Don began, standing between the man and Raph, now ready to pounce. "Can't we… talk about this?"
Without warning, the man slashed his blade in front of Don's blurred eyes. A piece of his bo staff quickly clattered on the floor.
"Oh. You're going down now," the purple sash turtle muttered under his breath. He advanced forwards to attack the man, only to be supported by his brothers. Suddenly, loud clanging noises could be heard among the dust of the warriors.
Angy stood, gazing at the fight silently. The pain in her ribs remained constant, but seemed to disappear by comparison to her anxiety. Exhaling slowly, the girl changed her attention to the bracelet on her wrist. She might as well take the blasted contraption off. It would not help her in the future, so why wear it?
Suddenly the girl had a stroke of genius and a sly smile crawled onto her face…
A/N: ET's going to kill me since this chapter isn't longer, but I suddenly got a cool idea and decided to save it for her in the next chapter. Oh, Alix, you sly dog, you!
Mikey: You're just trying to get on her good side since you're a lazy bum.
Alix: Maybe…
