Quick notes: Me no own turtles 'cept the two new ones. Hopefully this is the start of my "no more on hold" but it's still going to be slow updating. Thank you guys so much for the reviews and I hope you like this chappy. Onward!


One of the lackeys approached the man with the dark sunglasses. "Do we really have one of them sir?"

"Of course not!" the man yelled back, "Or don't you think you would have heard about it!"

"Well, yes …sir," the lackey answered timidly, "I assume so."

The main man growled. Then he turned to face the other. "Do you have information for me or are you interrupting me for no reason!" he demanded.

"No…no sir, I mean yes sir, I have news."

"Then spit it out already!"

The messenger cowered. "Well, it turns out that two of the guards were found unconscious at the residence by the next shift. When they were brought around, one kept mumbling something about big freaks."

"So the rumors were true," the main man mumbled to himself, "There are more." He turned to face the other again, "Did they succeed?"

"Yes sir, they did," the informer said, happy to be giving good news.

"Good."


Looking up at the sign above the fishing warehouse, Leo read it aloud. "Fish on a Dish? Sounds like a Dr. Seuss book."

"I will not eat it Sam I am; I will not eat green eggs and ham," Mikey quoted.

His brothers rolled their eyes but Angel found it amusing. She giggled.

"Why is she here again?" Raph asked his brothers as they snuck into the oddly named building.

"No one's home at April's house," Donny answered back, "And we're not aloud to break in anymore."

"And we can't exactly hire a babysitter," Mike added.

"I'm not a baby!" Angel insisted.

"Shh, I hear something," Leo announced. They all closed their eyes and listened intently.

Angel looked around the fish-smelling room, but could only see several crates stacked around, a large door, and dark rafters above her head. And of course she could hear nothing.

"It's really quiet," Mikey whispered.

"A sort of fluttering sound," Donny agreed.

Suddenly the four brothers looked up and from the darkness above, a paper floated down to where they were standing. Don snatched it out of the air. "There's something written on here, but it's all scribbles and hard to read." Donny examined the paper a bit longer. "I…t… It…'s …a …TRA……..P…. It's a trap?" he finished, questioningly.

"No, really?" Raph asked sarcastically as the several thugs surrounding them came out of the shadows. The four brothers instantly took battle positions.

"Give up the girl and no one will get hurt," a particularly LARGE man announced to the turtles, swinging a chain, which seemed to be the weapon of choice among these many, including clubs and knives as well.

"How 'bout you all climb back into the grimy holes you came out of, and then no one will get hurt," Raph answered.

The large man shrugged. "Suit yourself," and he attacked!

…Only to be whacked in the head and knocked out cold by a spinning nunchuck. Everyone watched him drop to the ground.

"That was scary how easy that was," Don said.

"Yeah, considering it was Mikey," Raph commented.

"What?" Mikey said, "Questioning my skills?"

"What skills?" his brothers joked.

As the brothers ribbed each other, the humans broke out of their stupor and seemingly decided to avenge their fallen comrade. "WAAAAAHHHHHH!" was their cry and the battle began! If you could even call it a battle.

The four ninja masters were having no problems downing this group of obviously non-trained and poorly organized group. It was really quite sad for all their training to go to waste, but what could you do? So, they decided to make a game out of it.

"Watch this!" Mikey shouted. He pushed himself up on his hands and started to spin very quickly, legs out, kicking whoever came near. Then he pushed off with his arms into the air, doing a back summersault and landing on his feet, holding his arms out, bowing.

"That's so old Mikey," Raph said, "Try this!" Raph lifted his right foot and caught a thug's shirt with his toes. The guy was lifted in the air, spun around, and finally released to go flying into another group of thugs. Raph then stood strait, crossing his arms, and raised an eyeridge. "Try and beat that!" he dared, smirking.

"No prob," Leo announced. Walking over to a particularly large crate, he kicked it, breaking the side and allowing several horrible smelling fish to come pouring out of it. He then scooped one up with his foot and proceeded to play hackysack with it until finally kicking it into the face of a thug, who was knocked out by the force before the smell could even take effect.

"Not bad," Donny said, "But now it's my turn." He turned suddenly as a chain had been flying directly at him, pulling out his bo staff to block it and cause the chain to wrap around it. He then yanked the staff, and the man on the other end stumbled and started to fall. But before he hit the ground, Don swung him round and with a flick of his wrist, the chain unwrapped around the bo and the man flew. Crashing into four others, the chain the man was holding whipped out and wrapped around the five of them, tying them up. They finally landed on their sides on the floor.

The other three stopped fighting and stared. "Now how did he do that?" Mikey asked.

"Trade secret," Donny said. The guys laughed.

Most of the thugs were either unconscious, running away from the stench of the fish, or just plain running away. The brothers didn't seem bothered by the stench though. But Angel had to back off, holding her nose. But she backed into something, or should I say someone.

Looking up, she saw an evil smile. Horror fled through her as she tried to run away but then the thug grabbed the tails of her bandanna. This yanked her head back but then came off, so she kept going. That was, until the purple strip of cloth was thrown over her head and caught her neck.

"Help," she choked out in barely more than a whisper. The guys were just on the other side of these crates, her quickly dizzying mind told her, she had to get there. But it was a losing struggle.

Suddenly the strip released and she fell to the ground. She could breathe again!

A voice echoed over her. "I've got a knife and you've got a cut bandanna. What you gonna do?" it demanded.

"Why you little…" the thug started, but was suddenly stopped when he hit the ground, out cold.

"Found her!" Raph's voice shouted.

"It's okay now Angel," she heard the original voice say. "We're okay now. We're both okay."

And that's the last she heard before she blacked out.