S.O.S. – Save Our Species

Part 3

Turtles everywhere

Disclaimer: I didn't come up with the concept of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or other related characters. I just own the original idea of this story.

"So where did you find her?" Irma asked as she peered into the old fish tank.

"Down one of the tunnels to the right. Stockman wasted no time in putting out his traps," Donatello informed his friend.

"So you're going to use that tracking devise to find other turtles?" Irma looked at the object that simply looked like a metal detector to her.

"Yes, I have programmed this to track only turtles. Would you like a demo?"

Irma nodded. Don set up his devise, placing his muffs on his ears (not that turtles have visible ears) and began to walk around the lair. Irma watched as he headed towards the couch, where sat Raphael, who was half asleep from over-eating at lunch time.

The tracker devise beamed and flashed green when Donnie aimed it at his brother's foot. He smiled back to Irma.

"Okay Irma, are we ready to rock and roll?" April came out of the bathroom ready to do reporting.

"Yeah I'm all set," Irma replied.

"We're coming too, Raph bring that old box will you," Donnie said.

"What?" Raph was dozing off.

"The box the apples came in, bring it with us," Donnie said, as he steped out the door.

Raph reluctantly got off the couch and walked behind his brother and female friends. Donnie was in the lead with his tracking devise.

Meanwhile, along another sewer tunnel Leonardo and Michealangelo crept along heading towards the park. They had been assigned the task of seeing how big the Central Park problem really was. They climbed out of the manhole, dressed in their trench coats, as they strolled into the park.

Their ears picked up the sounds of angry protestors.

"Save the turtles!"

"Turtles are welcome here!"

"Turtles love New York!"

"Sign this petition to stop Stockman and his crazy scientists from destroying our local wildlife," a woman came up to the two turtles.

"Sorry lady we really would love to, but our father doesn't like us to sign anything," Leonardo began.

"Are you a turtle hater, Sir?" The women accused.

"No, it's just…" Leo tried to respond.

"I'll sign it!" Mikey said, taking the clipboard off her.

"Mikey!" Leo hissed.

"What? It's for a cause I strongly believe in, so I'm signing and I'll sign for you too, while I'm at it."

"No you will not, give me that," Leo tried to snatch the clipboard off his brother, but the lady gave him a dirty look.

"Here you go sonny, have a badge, take this and see if you can change your friend's mind on the value of turtles," The lady said.

Mikey pinned both badges onto his coat.

"You are so in trouble if Master Splinter finds out!" Leo warned his brother.

"Leo, these people are protesting to save our species. Now if you haven't looked at the shell on your back lately bro, I suggest you do that. You're a turtle and these people love us," Mikey said.

"Mikey, they don't know that we're turtles and you're not going to tell them! You will land us in so much trouble!"

"And here is our mascot!" A human dressed as a mutant turtle came wondering over.

"You know, they could have just paid us to turn up," Mikey said, as he saw everyone cheering on the fake turtle.

"Oh come on, we have a job to do."

"Clearly Stockman must know where the turtles are down here. I mean every trap has a turtle inside it?" April O'Neil said, as they released yet another turtle.

"But we've never come across them before, and we've lived down here for fifteen years," Donnie replied.

"Yeah explain how all of a sudden this place is swarming with pet shop turtles? Has Baxter gone out and bought all the pet shop turtles in New York and dumped them down here or something?" Raphael mussed.

"You are so right! Oh thank you Raphael!" April got all exciting and hugged her turtle friend.

"What I say?" Raph was lost to the sudden popularity.

"Pet shops! That's where we should go Irma, let's go see if any of the pet shops have had someone buying up all their turtles. If that's the case, then, this sudden apreance of turtles around New York could be just a set up!"

"But who are they setting up?" Irma asked. All eyes turned to the two turtles within their group.

"Okay, guys, we have got to go. We'll catch up with you later!" April grabbed Irma and they ran up towards a tunnel which would lead them to April's van.

"You know, why didn't I come up with that idea?" Donnie said, fiddling with his tracker.

"What about the fact that all these turtles are just recently baught from the local pet store? I mean we haven't found a turtle yet that's not in a cage. Remember, Splinter next found us in a cage."

"I mean really think about it, it could be so possible, that in fact we're now getting closer to what Stockman is really up to! I think we need to take these back to the lair and then get in contact with the others and tell them our latest thoughts," Don said to his brother.