This chapter by Leo o' Neal
Carrying the
unconscious turtle Ki'ara followed Mikey over to a sewer
lid
located nearby. As he moved the lid away the Jedi hesitated and then
stopped as she smelled an offensive odor coming out of the dark
hole.
Disappearing down into the darkness Mikey stuck his head
back up,
"Aren't you coming with Don?" he questioned,
giving his unconscious
brother an anxious glance.
Ki'ara eyed the
dark opening with wariness, "Is this your only way to
your
home?"
"No, but
this is the most available one," Mikey replied. Sighing in
resignation Ki'ara adjusted Donatello more firmly in her grip
and
followed the orange masked turtle down into the sewers.
"In all of
the places that I have been as a Jedi Knight this by far is
the
most offensive place, odor wise, that I have ever been in," she
ruefully said to herself and grimaced as she stepped on some
squishy
stuff that let off an foul odor.
As they got
close to the Lair, Mikey gave Ki'ara a curious glance,
"What's
your friends name...the one who's been captured?"
"His name is Tyrael."
"Why do you ask?"
"Just curious."
Arriving at his
home Mikey entered the Lair, followed by Ki'ara carrying
Don. As
she followed him into his home and laid Don down on a blue
couch,
Ki'ara silently observed her surroundings. Rushing to the
infirmary,
Mikey got the necessary bandages and medicine to take care of
his
purple masked brother's injuries. As he came back into the living
room, Splinter entered. Seeing Donatello laying on the couch
injured and
unconscious, with a strange being standing beside
him, Splinter's eyes
widened in concern, "Michalangelo, my
son...what has happened?" as he
hurried to the couch and laid
his paw gently on Donatello's forehead.
"Where are your other
brothers?" he questioned with a worried frown
appearing on
his whiskered old face.
Mikey gave a
grunt of satisfaction as he started examining his brother's
wounds,
"Sensei, this is Ki'ara...Ki'ara, this is my father Splinter.
You can call him either Sensei or Splinter...it's up to you."
he
shrugged as he started applying medicine to Don's wounds.
Giving his
father a hurried glance Mikey continued talking as he took
care of
Don, "We was in a fight with the Foot tonight Sensei. They
had
the Foot Tech ninjas, the Foot Elite, and Hun with them. Leo
and Raph
was taken prisoners when they was darted. If it wasn't
for Ki'ara here
and her companion Tyrael, Don and I would've been
captured also."
As she watched
the wise old rat Ki'ara was startled when she saw his
eyes light
up at the mention of Tyrael's name. "If I didn't know any
better," she mused silently as she pushed her blue hair away
from her
eyes, "I would think that he already knows my
Master."
Walking over to
her, Splinter bowed his head as he leaned on his walking
stick,
"Thank you Ki'ara for saving my sons' Donatello and
Michalangelo.
I am forever in your debt my child," and then
patted her on her arm.
"And so this Tyrael has been captured
too?" he questioned in concern.
Bowing her head
out of respect for the old one Ki'ara replied, "Yes,
Sensei."
Raising her head
Ki'ara further said to him and Mikey, "Your sons and my
Master
shall be rescued tonight. And I promise the both of you," she
said grimly as her silver eyes narrowed in anger, "that the
ones who has
done wrong to us will regret what they have done!"
Splinter nodded
his head graciously, "Thank you my child for your
assurances
and words of confidence."
"Sensei?"
"Yes...my son?" as he and Ki'ara directed their attenton to him.
"I finished
cleaning up Don's wounds," Mikey stated as he tied up
the
bandage on his brothers' right arm. "He has a slight
concussion and
needs to stay off of his feet for a while, but he
should be fine after a
couple of days."
Splinter nodded
his head in approval, "That is good news Michalangelo.
You
have taken good care of your brother."
Standing up
beside Ki'ara the orange masked turtle said as he glanced up
at
her, "Sensei, I want to go with Ki'ara to help rescue everyone.
She'll need my help since she doesn't know her way around New
York
City."
"Would you
have any objections about my son Michalangelo accompanying
you
Ki'ara?" questioned Splinter. "He is an most acomplished
warrior,"
causing Mikey's heart to swell with pride when he
heard those words
coming from his father's mouth.
"No Sensei,
I don't have any objections. It makes sense to seek the aide
of
someone who knows the territory so well," reasoned Ki'ara.
Splinter gave
Michalangelo a searching look, "How will you go about
searching
for Leonardo, Raphael, and Tyrael, my son?"
Mikey responded,
"Several days ago Don placed a tracing device on all of
our
shells, just in case we got separated and needed to get back
together with each other." Taking his cell shell out of his
utility belt
the orange masked turtle excitedly showed it to
Splinter and Ki'ara,
"All I have to do is turn on the cell
shell and it will show us how to
get to Leo and Raph."
"Good,"
said Splinter as Ki'ara nodded her head in approval. "I will
stay here and take care of Donatello. You two go and return
safely back
to us with our loved ones."
"I will Master Splinter," Mikey replied. "I promise."
"It is as
your son says Sensei," Ki'ara spoke. "We shall return
tonight
victorious."
Turning on the
cell shell Mikey and Ki'ara left the Lair, and started
following
the tracking device, which showed the location of Leo and
Raph.
About two hours later they arrived at a warehouse located at the
docks, and hid behind a pile of abandoned boxes. Mikey pointed
the cell
shell toward the building and whispered excitedly, "My
brothers are
somewheres in there Ki'ara."
"That is
good," she responded as she carefully studied the building
and
the three guards standing in front of the doorway. "Tyrael
is also in
there."
Mikey gave Ki'ara a startled look, "How can you tell for sure?"
"I can sense him," she said simply.
"Oh."
"Look, I'm
gonna to let them see me," Mikey whispered. "And when
they
chase me over here you knock them out...ok?"
"It will be
a pleasure," Ki'ara chuckled as she took her lightsabre out
of
her scaffold.
Mikey's eyes
widened in appreciation as he stared at her weapon, "Woah,
dudette! That's a wicked sword that you got there."
Ki'ara smirked, showing her black, razor sharp teeth, "Thank you Mikey."
Going to the
side of the building Mikey hit it with his foot, causing an
echoing
noise. Looking to see what happened the guards saw the orange
masked
turtle and started chasing him. As Mikey passed Ki'ara, who was
hiding in the shadows, he grinned when he heard the crunching
sound of
her lightsabre as it connected with the heads of the
three guards,
causing them to fall to the ground unconscious.
After tying them up and
gagging them, Mikey and Ki'ara cautiously
entered the warehouse. As they
followed the tracking device to
where Leo and Raph is being held
prisoners, they hid whenever they
saw someone coming, and moved on when
the coast became clear.
Approaching a
locked door Mikey gestured to Ki'ara that his brothers was
behind
this door. Giving a nod of understanding, the Jedi took her
lightsabre and sliced the lock into several pieces. As they
entered the
dimly lit room Mikey gasped as he saw Leo and Raph
chained up to the
wall, and noted the bruises and small amounts of
blood on their bodies.
"Mikey, I'm so glad to see you!"
Leo smiled wearily.
"What took
ya' so long shell fer brains?" huffed the red masked turtle
as
Leo warily eyed the stranger standing beside his baby brother.
"I had to
take care of Don first Raphie boy," Mikey retorted, causing
Raph
to growl in irritation. Moving out of the way, Mikey smiled as
Ki'ara effortlessly cut the chains in half with her lightsabre,
freeing
his brothers from the wall.
"Who are you?" Leo asked as he and Raph rubbed their sore wrists.
Ki'ara bowed her
head, "I am known as Ki'ara and I'm a Jedi Knight,"
she
said simply, a note of pride evident in her voice as Leo and
Raph
studied her glowing lightsabre and her unusal appearance.
Leo pointed to
his red masked brother, "His name is Raphael or Raph if
you
want to call him that. And I am Leonardo, but if you wish, you can
call me Leo." Bowing low from the waist the blue masked
turtle ernestly
continued, "Thank you for helping Mikey to
rescue Raph and myself...we
owe you one," getting grunts
approval from his two brothers.
"Are ya'
any relation to that red lookin' guy that they took out of here
a
couple of minutes ago?"
Ki'ara shook her
head. "No, Raph. I'm not related to him. He is my Jedi
Master
called Tyrael."
Spotting his
brother's weapons laying on a near by table Mikey brought
them to
Leo and Raph. "How come you two dudes aren't messed up so bad
from those goons?" he asked his oldest brother as they took
their
weaponry from him.
Leo gave Ki'ara
a sympathetic look as he put on his utility belt and
sheaves,
"Because Baxter Stockman was saving us for later as the
Shredder's entertainment after they finish with Tyrael,"
causing the
Jedi to tighten her hold on her lightsabre.
"You three
need to leave safely while you still have the chance,"
Ki'ara
advised grimly. "As for myself I must leave so I can
find Tyrael and
rescue him."
Raph twirled his
Sais in his hands as he frowned, "Lady, there's a good
chance
that they took Tyrael some wheres else. It could take forever ta'
find 'em."
"He is
still here," Ki'ara responded seriously. "For he has told
me so
telepathically."
"As in mind readin'?" he questioned, scratching his head.
"Yes, Raph...something very similar to that."
Placing his twin
katanas in their sheaves Leo laid a determined hand on
her arm as
he looked up at her, "We are coming with you Ki'ara to help
you
rescue Tyrael. We OWE you and him for what the both of you have done
for us tonight," getting nods of approval from Mikey and
Raph.
"Yeah, we
gotta help you Ki'ara," Mikey uttered with a concerned look
on
his face for his new friend, as he twirled his numchucks.
Looking down
into the blue masked turtle's ernest ice blue eyes, Ki'ara
sensed
many honorable qualities coming from Leo that she has also sensed
coming from her Master...honor, loyalty, courage, truth, and
determination. "Very well," sighed Ki'ara in
resignation. "We shall
fight together against the ones who
has done us wrong."
Peering out into
the hallway and not seeing anyone, Leo signaled to them
that the
coast was clear. Staying alert for possible signs of danger the
four
warriors started their search for the missing Jedi Master. All of
them felt an desparate urgency to find Tyrael for they sensed
that he
did not have very long to live if he continued to be
tortured at the
hands of Shredder's Foot soldiers and followers.