I'm sorry about the confusion last chapter. Sometimes I have a picture in my head and fail to explain it properly. I'll fix it soon, hopefully. Thanks for the reviews! And thanks to Spade for editing! Thank you! Here is the next chapter!
"Leo! Mikey!" Angel shouted.
"Raphael! Donatello!" Luca joined.
They searched the lair over! The guys obviously weren't in the bedroom they came from, the kitchen was empty, the living room vacant, the dojo a no-go, Don's lab unoccupied, and Mikey's room devoid of life- except for a small cat that liked to stay with them. Angel thought she had heard Mikey call it Klomp or Kluck or something like that.
But before Luca could go into the last place they hadn't checked, Angel stopped him. "No, they wouldn't go in there," she said.
"Why not?" Luca asked.
"It's Leo's room," she answered. "Actually, Leo even avoids it."
"What do you think is in there?" Luca asked.
"I don't know," Angel said quietly, "But I think there's something special about it."
They heard a noise behind them that Angel recognized as the trapdoor opening and turned to look at it. The brothers must be returning from where ever they went, as they were not in the lair.
But that thought was dashed as she saw a large boot descend the first two rungs. "Someone's here," she said in a scared whisper.
Luca looked over as well and his eyes widened. "We have to hide," he whispered back, opening the door to Leo's room.
"No, not in there," Angel argued.
"No time to argue," he said pulling her in and closing the door behind them as quietly as he could.
They leaned against the door, not daring to breath as they heard heavy footsteps walk around, then quiet. Looking around the room, they saw a simple bed, another door, a bookshelf filled with books, several candles, and a weapons' rack.
Luca silently walked over to the weapons' rack, examining it. There were empty spots that were obviously for two swords, nunchucks, sias, and a bo staff. But there were several other weapons there as well. Luca picked up a small spear-like staff, roughly about the height of himself.
"What are you doing?" Angel eyed him, incredulous.
"Preparing to defend us," He answered.
The loud boots were heard again, but this time it was joined by a voice. "Come out of hiding munchkins," he called, "I know you're in here."
The two stiffened again. This was not good.
Then another set of footsteps was heard. 'How many of them are there?' Angel thought, frightened.
"Stop it Casey," a new voice said, "You're probably scaring them."
Angel instantly recognized this voice. "April?" she said.
"Shhh!" Luca said.
"Angel?" April called out. She thought she had heard her name. "Angel sweetie, you can come out. It's okay."
Angel cracked the door open a little to look. April stood in the center of the lair, looking in every which way, the man next to her gently holding her hand. Then the little turtle turned back to Luca.
"It's alright Luca," she said, "It's April." And before he could stop her, she walked out of the room.
"April!" she announced happily, approaching the two humans.
"AH!" Casey said in surprise at the sudden appearance of the mini-turtle.
April chuckled. "I would have thought you used to mutant turtles by now," she accused him.
"I'm not used to seeing one that small, that's all," Casey replied, smiling. He cocked his head to the side, looking at Angel. "Are you sure she's not one of the guys'?"
"I told you, she's Professor Perry's daughter," April answered.
"Now how does that work?" he said.
April sighed. "I already told you."
"You mean all that psydo-scientific jargon? Yep, didn't understand a word of that."
April sighed again, but then smiled and scooped up Angel into her arms. "How are you?" she asked the little one, "I heard what happened. Are you alright?"
"Yes," Angel answered, reaching back and touching the short end of her bandana, "Luca saved me!"
"So I've heard," April answered, "And where is Luca?"
"Right here," Luca answered, standing in front of them. The fact that he could sneak up on them like that surprised all three. He had a frown on his face and the spear still in his hand, held like a walking stick next to him. "Who are you?" He faced Casey.
"Whoa, easy there Squirt. Name's Casey Jones- long time friend of Raph and the rest of the guys," Casey responded.
"Then how come you weren't in the stories?" Luca asked, "And my name is not Squirt. It's Luca."
"The stories?" Casey asked.
April looked confused too, but then she remembered. "Oh, Professor Perry never met Casey," she said, setting Angel down again, "But the guys trust him enough to help baby-sit."
"Well, if the turtles trust you…" Luca started.
"We are not babies," Angel grumbled.
"Well," April smiled, "This is a great way to start off!" The easy-going sarcasm evident in her speech. "But it is better than when you met the guys, huh Angel?"
Angel laughed.
"So let's start over," April continued, "Angel, Luca, this is my husband Casey. Casey, these are the two new mutant turtles, Angel and Luca."
"Hello's" were said all around.
"April?" Angel asked.
"Hm?" April answered.
"Where are the guys?"
"They wouldn't say," she admitted.
"Where are we?" Mikey asked again.
The three brothers sighed. "The new TGRI HQ," Donny answered. The four of them were crouched on top of an average looking office building, whispering in the shadows.
"Most likely place to find the Prof's," Raph added.
Leo nodded. "Did you get the blueprints Don?" he asked.
"Yep, detailed down to the inch. That door over there is our entrance," he said, pointing.
"Alright," Leo said nodding, "Let's go."
Prof. Perry looked nervously back at the crowd following him through the sewers. Most were complaining about the smell, the water, the cold. But there were so many of them.
'I haven't seen the guys in five years,' he thought to himself, 'What if they've gotten rusty?' Prof. Perry thought, facing forward again, then grinned. 'They're ninja's. They'd never allow themselves to become lazy.'
The Man just behind the Prof. grumbled, "How much longer?"
"It's well hidden," the Prof. answered, "We're almost there."
"We better be," he threatened.
'Come on guys,' Prof. Perry begged silently, 'I can't lead them around in circles forever. This group ought to be making enough noise for you to notice!'
He glanced around, welcomed solely by shadows.
'I hope.'
