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Prisoners poured out of there cells pushing and shoving and running in the direction the rescued prisoner had gone. Donatello vaulted over the rail and down onto the first floor. He now stood in the same spot he had seen prisoner after prisoner dragged face down toward there cell.

He looked to his right and saw that the huge steel double doors that let to the outside world had been crushed up into a ball which now lay just outside the prison. People scrambled out into the yard pushing and trampling each other in a desperate bout for freedom.

He began to make his way towards the doors , jumping and running through the crowd until finally his feet touched the cool grass just beyond the doors. There were search lights pouring over the yard and gun fire ringing and echoing of the concrete walls. A large section of the outer wall had been collapse and prisoners were scrambling through the rumble to freedom.

Donatello stood a watched for a moment in shock. There were hundreds of guards pouring out of doors in building and guards in the towers shooting down as many would be escaped cons as possible. The vast majority of the ground troops were running right by the prisoners and off to the right away from the crumbled wall.

He followed them with eyes until he saw there target, there in the far corner of the yard was a large silver jet completely unlike one he had ever seen before and there on the ground bellow the jet were the mutants who had launched this escape.

One after another the guards poured out after them, before he had tie to really process what he was doing he was moving toward the jet fighting his way through the guards, he couldn't say why but he just knew that this people would have answers.

In hide sight it was foolish to think that they would just let him tag along but he lucked out. As he approached the fight at the base of the jet he ended up behind a guard who had his gun aimed at the turned back of the woman in blue. She didn't seem to sense the danger she was in she was too consumed with fighting the guards in front of her.

Unarmed and running on pure adrenaline Donatello lashing out at the guard striking him across the back of the neck and sending him to the ground but not before he could squeeze the trigger and send off a spray of bullets. His luck held out and the bullets missed there mark by mere inches slamming into a near by tree, the woman turned in shock and looked at him for a moment before returning to her fight.

Don began to make his way toward her, hoping his efforts would earn him a ticket on the jet out of here. He never got a chance to ask her though, as he dashed through the fight pain shot through his neck and he was over come by an increasingly familiar feeling as the world around him faded to black.