Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT, although I really wish I did. Maybe then I could have some fun.
A/N: Chapter 9-10 and maybe eleven (when it's finished) are setups for more turtle involvement. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten them! Again, thank you for the reviews! I was truly astonished bows.
It didn't take long for us to make it to the drop-shaft, even though we had to change course about six times. Stupid K-9 unit picked up our scent, so we had to lead them on a merry chase through the trees, them trailing on the ground below. We lost them, of course, and were able to get to the shaft trouble free. It took some doing, but we re-directed the beam system monitoring the grate, removed said grate, and dropped down into the blackness.
Okay Ana, which way to Giuseppe? I asked, crouching low in the storage chamber we'd dropped into. Ana placed her fingers on her temples, searching out Giuseppe's mental signal.
We need to get to block Charlie-five, sub section 22, laboratory three, room one-twenty-two. She said, sounding strained. I gasped audibly.
That freaking far! I yelped. Shit, girl, this mission is getting a little too big for us to swallow. How do we get to that what's' it section anyway? I asked, annoyed and a little scared. It'd been three years since my last covert operation, and I was more than likely rusty at sneakiness. They're probably monitoring the ventilation system, even though it's night, and most have gone to their bunks in the Quarters, There's GOT to be an armed patrol on every deck and every level!
We'll just be really, really quiet! Ana said, way too enthusiastically for my liking. I frowned.
Fine, but if we get caught, I'm saying 'I told you so' ahead of time!
Amazingly enough, we weren't caught- even though security had been noticeably beefed up since I'd last infiltrated this base. Ha, their own 'experiment' infiltrating their base, how ironic. Anyway, we made it through security; used false passes James and Giuseppe made for us, to unlock doors and gain access to secure areas.
I looked up. Gotcha… room one-twenty-two. Looks like G-man is still in- maybe he can help us out.
Hmm. Ana gazed hard at the door, and I heard the distinct click of a lock being slipped out of its catch. We're in. She said, nodding for me to enter first.
I nudged the door open, practically slithered into the room, and climbed the wall to sneak along over the head of our dear friend, Giuseppe. He never noticed as I positioned myself in front of him, high up on the wall; nor Ana, who floated in to stand directly behind him.
"Hey G-man," I whispered cheekily. Giuseppe looked up, eyes widening behind his thick frame glasses.
"Mikaela Spade, what in the hell are you doing here!" he hissed, glaring at me. I stuck my tongue out at him. "There's security everywhere, and I know you know what they'd do to you if they found you here!" He leaned back in his expensive cushy chair.
"So what, we've already beaten their system, what, five times?" I asked, looking at Ana for confirmation. "They've got no chance in hell of knowing we're here!"
No kidding. You'd think with the amount of technology the U.S has, they'd be able to have better security details. Ana snickered. I mean, come on, even the K-9 team didn't catch us. Maybe they need robots or something…
Giuseppe seethed. "Fine then, I suppose you don't care what would happen to me, should they catch you here! They KNOW I'm your friend, and that I'd help you if I could! They know everything about our past history together!"
I yawned.
"Duh, G-man." I said, dropping to the ground in front of his desk with a soft thwap "That's why they have the title CIA." I paused in thought. "Maybe that should be re-named the CLOIA, the Complete Lack Of Intelligence Agency. They don't know about us, or our discoveries." My gaze hardened. "As far as they're concerned, we're dead, killed in an industrial chemical spill. That's perfectly fine by me, because it keeps me out of a lab, like this one here!" I waved my arm around at the cages and racks of test tubes, beakers, and vials of viscous liquids. Cages ranging from two by two, to bear-sized held a smattering of mammals and reptiles. There was even a fish tank with what looked like piranha swimming frantically around inside!
"What're your little buddies in DC up to now, G-man?" I snarled, towering over the seated man. Giuseppe tried to get out of his chair, but found himself bound thereto by a powerful, yet invisible set of arms. I grinned menacingly. "G-man, I thought you'd gotten out of that line of work when our accident happened. Guess I was wrong." I sat on his desk, glaring at him. "So what's the scam this time, G-man? Taking our unfortunate event and turning into some sort of weapon for our beloved military? Y'all trying to create super-beings to replace the infantry? Wow, I didn't think you could sink that low." I said, disgusted with my old 'friend'.
"They're wanting a formula to regenerate damaged tissues with the mutanogen you were exposed to." Giuseppe said softly, angrily. "The enhancements you received were an enormous find to the scientific world, and they wanted to harness those enhancement for better health technology! We're not creating biological terrors for the military, only a furthering of stem cell research!"
I narrowed my eyes. "If that's what you're doing, fine." I put a finger to his lips to silence him. "However…" I trailed off provocatively, "Should any suspicious activity come to my attention, and you know it will, you and your friends better be aware of the consequences. This mutanogen is not a plaything to be confused for godliness, but a destructive force to be reckoned with. I fear it will be the downfall of you and your colleagues. It was for me, after all."
With that warning set in place, the bonds lifted and Ana and I disappeared into the night, using a different escape path to avoid detection. We decided to leave the laser re-directed as a warning that all was not safe.
Mika, do you really think that they're just working on health technology? Ana asked from her flight in the clouds. 'Cause something smells way too fishy about all the security and junk they had there.
Paying little attention to the scenery, I replied, Ana, there's not a snowballs chance in hell that they're even remotely working on health issues. Security was far too tight for that, tighter than ever! And there were some suspicious animals for stem research. Have you ever heard of a scientist testing a new vaccine on a wolf? Or a komodo for that matter! Those are vicious animals, Ana- I think we may have a problem in the future!
We flew (or rode, in my case) back to our respective homes, a dawning threat lingering in our minds.