Heroes in the Half-Shell

Chapter 7 - Meeting the Vigilante…or Vigilantes Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not repeat DO NOT own TMNT and crew in any way cause they belong to Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird (Only knows as the Greatest Guys on Earth!). Other characters like a certain OC that happen in these fanfic rightfully belongs to me and only ME!

Announcement from our writer: Hey guys! Long-time no sees! I should have said that in the last chapter but with what is happening at the moment, I haven't had the chance to sit down and rewrite my stories. Hopefully, I will get back into the swing of things. I do hope the last chapter did make sense. It has been a while. Like I said before, I'm rewriting this story (and a few others) as I think they need a bit of fixer upper and not to mention that I am getting more ideas in my head.

If I remember uploading this chapter, my brother wasn't married yet and my niece wasn't born yet. Time sure flies when your either having fun or in misery with COVID. That was not fun. I wonder, what life be like it COVID didn't took over our lives?

I am also getting back into drawing so I will have my OC very soon in various of my other fanfics that I've had over the years, including this one.

And now, it is April's turn to meet the heroes in the half-shell!

(The rooftops - Manhattan, NY - 7:20pm)

"A…il. Ap…l. Apri…"

The motion of her own body took a mind of its own as it forced the woman to be brought back from her concession. Wait. Was she moving? More like she was being moved. And she too can hear a distorted voice. Was it close? Or far away? It had a familiar tone to it. Was it her late father? The one person whom she hasn't seen in fifteen long years. No. This was much younger. That sounds lik—

A sudden burst of light shot right through her very visions; almost burning the cornea of the eyes of the young reporter. Was she dead? Has her time already come? Will she get to see her late father after all these times? Will death greet her with open arms?

If death was in the form of four giant green-skinned creatures with huge heads, then yeah, death has already greeted her with open arms.

Green…heads! Wait. Am I…dead…or dreaming?

Either way, what has become of Sally? Did she escape? Was she captured? Or worse…

She was only a few years away from becoming independent. If something has happened to April, who will take care of her until then? Maybe Vern. It is true that he has known the girls for some time now and he is much older than they are. He could be the ideal choice for guardianship. Other than him, there was April's mother. She is currently living at their family's estate in Northampton. If Vern can't take care of the teen, then…Sally would have to move out of the city and into the countryside.

Personally, Sally hated that. She doesn't like to move out of New York. She has a great life here with her friends, her school (if she would consider liking her education a little more), and her own lifestyle. She was a New Yorker. Moving away from the Big Apple would be moving to another planet, another timeline or something. And then there is Sally's own father. But he is, as they would say,…off-the-grid. No-one knows where he is at the moment. And right now, April doesn't even know where Sally is at the moment.

Well, the mystery of the missing teenager has already been solved. Why? Because the quirky teen herself was kneeling right in front of her friend.

And the "very bright light" that almost blinded her, was coming from right below a pair of metal goggles that is snugged on a green face. The creature with the different colour skin tone leans a bit closer to the reporter's drowsy face. There were three more of him. Two were right behind him while the last one was kneeling right beside her friend.

Four. There are…four… Just when her head met with the concrete ground, she has come face-to-face with three, giant, gree—

"Breathing steady. Blood pressure stabilising," the olive-colour face being with the hardware on his face examines his patient. He fiddles with one of the lenses on his device, making a whirling sound to it. Looking through her eyes, April's visual was at the moment blurry and the voice of the green fellow as faint. Not just her eyes that are out of focus but her whole body was not responding. The second that she has come to doesn't have the energy to move a muscle or even a finger.

Here she is, surrounded by what appears to be huge frog-like…things, at her mercy. There was nothing that she can do. But nonetheless, she was not in a state of panic. Not yet anyway.

The one closest to her has long purple thin fabrics with a small white writing written on one of them and is wrapped underneath his goggles. Its light source was drawing closer to her face. There was another light source operating in the same section but it was at a high distance. And April would have easily spotted it if it wasn't otherwise blocked off by three — four green giants.

The next to speak was another one of them but he was not at a fair distance unlike his friends. Unlike the first one, a cloth was wrapped and has covered the upper section of his head. The colour of it was in a nice shade of bloody red with a recognisable white symbol located on the top. He was clearly not making any eye contact with the human who is lying on the floor with the blanket underneath her, acting as a comfy mattress.

"Why are we still playing doctor?" he complained. Guess he doesn't want to be any part of this at all.

Next to the second but youngest human on the rooftops was the third of these Shrek-like creatures. Wrapped around his eyes is a blue mask but with small white symbols located on the side and on his blue tails. His mask is a different style than his moody friend. He turns his head to look over his right shoulder. The calm figure here can sense his colleague's unease anxiety. He too didn't want to be here any longer than he does but the female teen's friend was in critical need of assistance. They had to make sure that she was okay.

"Her friend may have a head injury." Of course, he was referring to the human on his right. The same human who sucker-punched his brute friend in the face about three times as she was the only human conscious at that time. The reason that Sally made those punches is because she was scared and she thought April was dead. She was still watching her friend as the blue mask wearer creature turns his attention back to her who is slowly rising from her blackout.

As they were talking, not only Sally was watching her reporter friend but was also keeping a sharp eye on the surrounding reptiles. She wanted to make sure that they don't do anything that funny or scary that would give the adult a knock-out.

Despite her vision being unstable at the moment, April did move her eyeballs around to see what she is up against. From her point of view, their backs appeared to be larger…and rounder. Are they wearing backpacks or something? Another query that April can ask when she is fully awakened. And when she has something in her hand that would act as a weapon.

Another one (and hopefully the last one) pops over to his blue friend. His face is somewhat chubbier than the others but he appears to be a lot shorter than them. His orange mask has two threads that are hanging down on the front. "Uh,…correction. Her friend is a hot chick who may have a head injury…" he rephrased the previous sentence that was made by the one with the blue mask whom looks to the orange fellow, "…which makes it our civic duty to—"

Sally continues to watch her friend. April has tilted her head to the left. She's waking up!

The female teenager was now relived that her friend is alright. She is hoping that she is prepared for the real world because April will still think that she's dreaming the whole thing but she is not. Everyone has got their full attention on her. Just like before, Sally grabs her guardian by the shoulder and lightly shakes her. The last time she did it, she got no response from her. "April? April!"

S-sally? April's head was still spinning. What's…going o—

"Ma'am, ma'am." Another voice speaks up. And it wasn't coming from her mind. Or from Sally's.

Looking over to her left was the first green guy that she woke up to with the metal high-tech goggles. He snaps his two of his three fingers a couple of times right in her face. He was hoping to her attention. And at the same time, April's vision - and her hearing - are becoming very clear. This creature, thing or whatever he is continues to lock his eyes through his spectacles on her.

"Can you hear me? Do you know what city you're in? Do you know where you are?" He was speaking in a rather much louder and clearer voice for the woman to listen. These questions were known for anyone to ask the patient if they have ever been in a head-related accident. Looking through his googles, the mechanism of the device has just finish analysing the subject. Beeping sounds were made.

SUBJECT: Human.

GENDER: Female.

HR: 100…99.

ANALYZING…OK.

Originally, her heart, at first, was racing at a fast rate when she and Sally took one good look at them. Thankfully, it slow down a bit.

LEO: 91…90..92..93-94…92

MIKEY: 96…104…96

RAPH: 103…97..92

Locate at the bottom left corner of his goggles are also the other team members' heart rates. They were going up and down like a roller coaster. It would explain a lot how they are feeling since they are meeting another human in their lives.

The four green figures with the giant…scaly backpacks were just hoping that it would not speed up again when she sees them for the second time. But even if it does happen, that is when her friend comes in.

Sally too was beyond scared when she and April has first saw them once they came up to the rooftops. After the big brawl in the subway, they made haste and followed them up the fire escape and to the top floor of the chosen building. April was eager to get a snap of the Vigilantes - the ones who easily took down the Foot Soldiers with ease - to make it her biggest story ever and that story would make her famous. The female youth has already met them so maybe she would be able to help her friend to give her a much clearer answer.

And it appears one of them wants to ask the woman a question. It was coming from the one with the orange mask on and large puka-puka necklaces with a pair of rusty sunglasses clipped onto one of them which it is hanging around his short neck. He didn't bother to ask the younger teen here because he would like to say a few words to the hot chick herself. He was now hovering just behind Sally, ready to give his enquiry. And it has to do with something that he saw earlier.

"Have you seen that video where the cat plays Chopsticks with the chopsticks?" he asked the hot chick herself while making the chopstick motion with his hands from the famous video. The way that he has describe his question was beyond adorable from his version. But his friends think it is very childish. And embarrassing.

The purple mask under-the-goggles green man smirks at the question made by him. After the enquiry was made, this made Sally turned her head around to see him. "Umm,…everyone pretty much knows about The Keyboard Cat, buddy," she answered the oblivious question. Why didn't he ask me that question when I was awake and April was knocked out? Of course, everyone knew about The Keyboard Cat. He thinks the younger human and her friend were from another planet or something. Sally did ask about the whole alien shtick but they cleared it up for her.

But the blue mask wearer was getting a bit impatient which it was very uncharacteristic of him. He is the kind of person whom doesn't like to fool around with such immature questions. So, what he did instead is he straighten his back up and violently pushes his friend away by placing his hand over the orange masked figure's face with his hand. "And can we focus here?"

That action that he made frighten the small human next to him. When his arm passes her head to reach his friend, Sally's shoulder tense up a little when his hand nearly made contact with her. After he retracted his hand away, the girl gives the green fellow with the soft should pads a "watch it!" look. She had to guess he only did that because one of them standing behind her was not taking it seriously as April might have been hurt in any way. Realising what he almost did, he quickly gives her an apologetic nod before the two of them turn their attention back to April. The tails of his bandana are now dangling over his shoulder as he looks down on her.

"Guys, please! Come on. Give her some air," the goggles boy pleaded to his friends as his right hand was lightly gripping April's shoulder. He or anyone on this rooftop doesn't want the young woman to panic yet again and die in some kind of heart-related death or else they would have to take the blame for it. Sally and her friend has clearly come up here looking for some answers.

April's eyes were pretty wide and much more focus now. She keeps on staring at the blue one right in front of her. She blinks a couple of times, making sure that she was not only getting the dust out of his eyes but to make sure that she was not dreaming. When she has finally come to, her vision and hearing were now clear, but her mind was a bit fuzzy. And now that she is fully awake, April, calmly as best as she can, tries to remember what happened to her before she was out cold.

The Subway Incident. The Foot were easily defeated. Me and Sally head to the rooftops. Snapped a photo of the Vigila—

April's brain went clicked. Everything was coming back to her. She and Sally have indeed came looking for the Vigilante…or Vigilantes. And now, they have come face-to-face with them. And they are six-foot, green- skinned, three-fingered, two-toed, mask/clothed-wearing…whatever they are.

She isn't dead, which it is good. And she isn't dreaming, which makes the journalist more terrifying.

As much as she wants to admit this internally, April O'Neil was not dreaming. Not anymore. This was the real deal. And this would probably be the weirdest thing that she has ever witnessed in her entire life (not for Sally who spends a great deal of her life watching fantasy movies or reading comics and manga).

Remembering to take deep breaths, April is still quaking but not as much as before. She was still alive and that all it matters, right? The woman looks from one green lad to another. As long as she doesn't scream, they won't escape. Or scream back at her.

"April?"

Hearing her name, April looks to the caller. She knows by the sound of the tone that it belongs to her friend Sally who is kneeling between the two of them, looking… relieved? Wait. Why she is smiling? Doesn't she know that they are surrounded by large monsters that have not yet to kill or eaten them yet? Or…maybe not. Maybe…they don't have sharp teeth or claws hidden away? Or maybe…they don't eat humans?

Or maybe…April is the one who is jumping into conclusions here. Guess all the woman needs is answers to make her fell less alarmed. Maybe Sally knows something about this. Only one way to find out.

The teenager places a comforting hand on her guardian's other shoulder as she leans a bit forward. "Welcome back. You miss a heck of a meeting."

Perplexed by her attitude, April looks at her friend. The younger reporter didn't nod or do anything. She just simply lies there despite wanting to say something. But April needs to know.

"Sal…" April was gasping for more air and chasing her words carefully, "…what are they?" That was the first oblivious question to ask. When spoken, she looks to the one on her left who carefully removes his hand from her shoulder and looks back to the one on the right.

Wanting her guardian to know the whole story, Sally turns to the creature on her left and gives a genuine smile. "Tell her." April was finally to know the whole story just like how Sally got hers. She would feel a little less calm when her questions have finally been answered.

After giving the permission, the one with the cobalt mask nods before looking to his friends. One of them was standing close to the human girl and was more than eager to answer her question with the goofiest look on his face. It was time for a little meet-and-greet. The ones closer to April, all gave her a little space just like the one with the specs begged them to.

"Well, miss,…uh…," the blue mask guy was the first to speak first after giving the all clear from her friend before looking back to at her. Just like how introduced himself to the second human on the rooftops, he curled his left hand into a fist before placing an open one over it. He then respectfully bows while giving a nod. "…we're ninjas."

The second one to speak was the red ninja who surprised the human from coming up behind and hovering over her head. From where April is looking, it looks like he is upside-down. Even Sally didn't see him there. Raph better not pull anything funny or else I'm gonna add another fist into that brick face of his. "We're mutants," he snarls down at the scared journalist in the yellow jacket. Mutants? Really? Not…aliens like Men in Black aliens?

The third to speak next was the one with the metal specs that is still on his face. "Well, technically, we're turtles." So,…they're turtles, huh. That would explain the whole skin colour, their fingers, toes and the…package on their backs. Plus, they don't have human ears & nose, but they do have nostrils and their eyes are more human-like.

This brings up the last member to the plate. It was time to get his flirt on. As everyone begins to stand up, it gives Sally enough room to go to her friend's side.

"Oh, and we're teenagers!" the orange turtle added but not before raising his amorous eyebrows and making some strong eye contact on the female human before him. "But we can still have…" he extends his hand out of the side and wave it up high in slow motion, hoping for April to catch his drift, "…adult conversations."

The young reporter doesn't know whether to be freaked out or be disgusted. Yes, she was freaking out but not as much but doesn't show any signs of being disgusted. No, it was more like she was getting somewhere with her answers. The orange teenager himself takes a step back to join the red one on the metal platform. If there are not aliens, they must be from either a science lab or from a different dimension. These kinds of theories are running through April's mind and some through Sally's too.

The reporter was still a little shaken up by all this but not when Sally was helping her up to her feet by the arms. Wondering how long she has been knocked out for, April was also curious to know how long it took her friend to take the time to get to know them. If it was only for a few minutes or an hour, it is no wonder that she is not afraid of them anymore.

"Wait, wait, wait…" April was now on her two feet but doesn't let her friend go. The speechless adult is keeping an eye on both the mutants and Sally. "…why aren't you freaking out?"

She was only addressing to her friend, not to the large reptiles. Sally just simply shakes her head. "Not really once you get to know them. These guys,…" the unique teen points her thumb at them, "…they call themselves the Teenage…Mutant…Ninja…Turtles."

She took a deep breath in between each word of the title for April to take it all in. And boy,…it was a lot to take in!It only took a few minutes for Sally to get the whole picture. And now, April clearly knows who they are. Its sounds like these guys have come out from a comic book series. Not to mention that title sounds kind of catchy.

Only two of these Ninja Turtles stay close to the two humans while the other two were on the metal beam close to the only water tower on the rooftop. Kneeling down on the same platform as the orange turtle with a giant skateboard contraption is a much larger turtle with a red bandana that is wrapped in a do-rag. He was not making full eye contact to the two girls, especially to the small one who tries to knock him out like she was Ronda Rousey.

The turtle on the girls' left is the tallest turtle out of all of them who has just placed his goggles on his bald head to reveal his purple bandana with a pair of his tortoise glasses and on their right is third shortest reptile who has the blue mask on and two long swords of his are resting in the holders on his shell. They were all nodding (well, one internally) at the suggested title that the tiny human addressed to her friend.

"Well, when you put it like that, it doesn't sound ridiculous at all!" the turtle with the tech bag said. More like astonished if you ask me.

With only three ninjas having their full attention on the girls, the fourth member of the team…not so much. Despite not close to them, he was paying close attention to the expression on the older woman's face. She staring at each of them for a period of time with a pessimistic look on her face. This is what he is afraid of.

"See, her friend's looking at us like we're freaks as well," he criticised. That is when the three other bulky green reptiles all turned to their defensive pal. He then accursedly points his anger finger at the reporter. "I bet that's why you took our picture, wasn't it? To show your friends?"

The last thing that he and his brothers don't want to is be discovered by the public eye. If they were discovered, they would be taken away to a science lab to be dissected. That would be the last thing on their minds. And a certain individual in their group who is not with them at this moment will not be happy about this. Well, April did manage to see one of them at the docks last night and, along with Sally, all four of them after saving many lives in the subway earlier. If the city knew who they were, they would be thanking them for saving their lives from the Foot, not to mock them or to be scared of them.

The small orange turtle, on the other hand, was really fond of this particular idea. Meeting a hottie and her cute but tough friend was a dream come true. Having more chickas to the pack would be heaven to him.

"Bro, that's a good thing!" The delighted reptile agreed to this idea. He holds a flat hand up against his face as he grows his voice a little softer. "Maybe they got hot friends." More ladies for the Mikester! Too bad they can hear him.

As for the red interrogator, he hops down from his platform and lands on the brick roof on his bended knees with a loud thump. That is when the girls spotted a peculiar item in the turtle's grasp. It was something thin and black. The large reptile holds it up for them to see it. It was a device that contains proof of his and his brothers' existences. A device that has the ability to take pictures and make calls.

"Looking for this?" he snarls. The giant turtle has the reporter's phone.

Seeing this, April becomes very alarmed. "Don't break it. No, no, no. Please," she pleaded. If she wants to get rid of the photo, April would be more than happy to. As long as they don't destroy her phone. Too bad, they already bet her to it.

Wait. How did he… Oh boy! How was Sally going to tell her bestie that she is the one who gave the purple dude with the glasses to get rid of the pic?

Earlier, she kept an eye on the red bull himself who was trying to shake her down. He must have grabbed it after she pass it to the techie himself. Guess she'll tell her. She turned to face the reporter herself and places a hand on her shoulder. "I can explain…"

April shoots a look back to Sally. From petrified to peeved. She got rid of it, didn't she? Did they threaten her or something?

Just before he can destroy the phone his way, the blue turtle decided to intervene as he was the boss out of all of them. He snatches the phone of his friend's grip. Once the device was suddenly seized from his hand, the maroon reptile whipped his head to the snatcher. Just when he was ready to blow a fuse but manages to hold it in the second, he finds out who took the phone from him.

"How many times do I have to tell you? We don't break things, we fix them," the blue turtle sternly explains to his follower. The teaser then rolled his eyes in annoyance before dropping his head down, not making eye contact with his leader who continues to clarify. "Donnie already wiped the phone, genius. Problem solved, moving on."

Guess April doesn't need to go onto her phone to do it for herself because they have already done it. With sally observing them, of course. They must really don't want to be discovered. The girls don't say anything or do anything but watches them. Both their hairs were whipping around made by the small gust of wind in the evening.

The red turtle harshly pushed his friend in the chest, acting all tough in front of him and the others. "And who put you in charge?"

The leader straighten himself up before going up to his face. They were now locking their eyes at one another. "You know who did."

This small clash is being witnessed by the two humans and the smallest turtle of all. To their friends, this is not new. As the two oldest in the group, this bickering brawl has been going on for years; non-stop. They acted like brothers because they are brothers. The youngest one has taken the enjoyment out of this. "Ooh, tension! It's been like 30 whole minutes since you guys has this argument." Yep. Definitely brothers.

Unbeknownst to them, one of the turtles - the one known as Donnie – was pacing across the rooftop and had his reptile nose into his holo-graph screen that is strapped down around his wrist. A few seconds into his own device causes him to join his two eldest siblings. "Leonardo,…" he butts in before switching his device off, "…if we want to make it home before Master, we gotta hustle." It was time for the Turtles to move out.

Knowing that there is more to them, Sally turns to April. "Oh yeah, that's right. These guys have name. Pretty interesting if you ask m—"

"Leonardo?"

The whisper from the stunned reporter's mouth has brought the attention to the ones closer to her in bewildered. Including her friend. Only she raised an eyebrow at her as she looks at the turtles and April back and forth.

Now that they know who they are, they better hope that what the leader has to say to them will keep their mouths shut. He leans a bit forward to the older woman.

"Do not say a word about this to anyone," he calmly advised them while handing April's phone back. "If you do,…we will find you two. April O'Neil…" he looks over to the other human, "…and Sally Hope."

As April puts her phone away in her jacket pocket, the teenager gives the turtle a clear nod. She gets the message and so does April. They decided to take it both as a warning. If they tell anyone about them,…they would be in a whole heap of trouble. After seeing how they can handle a situation with the Foot, imagine what they would do to ordinary humans of New York? And Sally thought they were all cool now. Guess not.

Now that the ordeal was sorted, the turtles have no reason to stick around. The blue reptile turns to his red friend. "We're on the move, Raphael."

The red turtle turns away while shaking his head. As much as he wants to stay around to deal with business his way, he also needs to return home before more trouble is heading their way. Using one hand, he leaps his feet up to the metal platform letting the hard structure to take the toll of his heavy weight; giving out a grunt.

April's eyes are now locked on the second turtle. "Raphael?"

Raphael - as he is called - crosses his arms in front to pulls out his two steel weapons and twirls them around a bit. He holds them in his tight grip, spins them around a few times before putting them back into their leather holds. He rolled his neck, letting out another grunt.

"Yyyeeeeaaaahhhh!" The girls move their eyes to the lone turtle with the giant skateboard easily secured in one hand. He must have pulled it out from his little bag resting on his shell. Holding his hands out to the side, he was putting on a tough act like his big brothers here. "We'll find you,…O'Neil and Hope." Finally giving his own little warning, he starts to walk off his little platform…only to return in a split second. "I'm sorry, that came across super creepy, okay?" the turtle apologised to the humans before him. He felt pretty bad about the permanence he put on before. He does a nervous chuckling before pointing his finger at them. "We will find you both, though." And he counts on it as he wants to see them. One day. And hopefully very soon in his case. He then begins to leave with his brothers.

This definitely something that you don't see every day. Four giant, green, talking, turtles walking on two feet. And it something that the city- no, the world needs to know. And they still need proof.

The spirited teen looks at her friend who is furiously rummaging her hand into her pocket. She was getting her phone out again. "You're gonna take another, right?" Sally said before following them with the reporter at her side. "Yep. She's taking another."

Hopping from the platform to a brick chimney and flying to another building on the other side of the streets, the four, large, green, turtles do earn the title ninja. They kept on moving, shouting and hooting, finding a way to get back to what one of them called home.

"I was on fire, bro!" called out the jumping turtle with the board from one platform to the other side of the street.

Following the mysterious heroes who saved them in the subway, April and Sally have come to a complete stop at the ledge with the former holding her phone at ready. Since the Turtles have taken down the first photo, she was going to get another one. More noises were made in the distance by these strange fighters as April takes a few more shots.

"Did you see me back there? Guys, I totally talked to not just one, but two girls!"

"SHUT UP, MIKEY!" Sounds like they were not amused with their brother's newfound crush on the first two humans that they met. But he can't help it if these girls are smoking hot.

But what he and his brothers didn't know is that the one of the two smoking hot girls have managed to snap of photo of them of all four of them in a mid-flip as they all cheered on.

April and Sally all looked at the last photo that was taken. After viewing the latest pic, they both looked up to see the green figures that had already disappeared…into the night.

The older figure on the rooftop can't help but think about the names that were spoken just a few seconds ago. To a few, they were extraordinary names from Europe. Others could be from either a TV show or from a family member.

Or maybe from famous icons. From many years ago.

And the way that she spoke the names, April couldn't help but feel that she has heard of those names somewhere.

And she knows where to look if memory serves.

Running across the building (one of them, skating), the four teenage boys were enjoying the fresh air and the open space of their fair city. It's not the surface that they are cheering about, it was their very first battle that they have managed to fought in. For many years now they have put their skills to the test and they have succeeded. They have been living down in the sewers all their life. It was a risky move going outside into the human world but it was worth it.

"Yeah, bra!" the goofiest one whoops before hitting the booster on his board, sending him flying into the air. The oldest of them was the second to jump off the building who is then followed by the rest of his team.

They all leaped off the building and one-by-one, they all slide down into an open manhole pool. The leader Leonardo was first to jump in, followed by the youngest Michelangelo who rebounds on the fire escape before coming in pursuit, then the brute Raphael and lastly the brainiac Donatello who twirls his staff before sliding onto his shell on the walls of the sewers.

Sparks were flying off from the back as it was coming from the metal gear of Donatello's tech pack. He continues to slide on his back like he was in Luge event for the Winter Olympics, grabbing for gold for Team USA.

Doing a corkscrew move on his board, Michelangelo was a self-proclaimed skateboarder like his hero Tony Hawk. He continues to perform more tricks on his board while doing a few flips and kicking back off the wall, putting the famous athletic to shame, as he continues to press on.

Raphael was going all at it. Letting out a bellowed cry, he jumps over the pipe with his older brother running right beside him as Leonardo performs a flip over another large pipe by stepping off of it.

Only a few more tunnels to go and the Turtles will be home free. All they have to do was get past through this large tunnel and their way home will be a breeze. It was big enough to fit one giant turtle. It all depends on who gets there first. All at once, Leo does acrobatic flips, Donnie skids on his shell, Raph dives in head first and Mikey does a somersault in the air. They all jumped into the giant hole…

…only to be lodged in the giant hole.

At the same time.

The large tunnel was too small to fit all four of them. They are all now squirming to get through. Only three bodies were facing into the dark and dripping wet tunnel was the youngest one of all was facing the other way. Guess getting home will take a little longer than that. So long as nothing bad happens to them.

Speaking of which,…

A small rumble was made inside the skater's stomach…which continues to go downwards. Oh boy…Michelangelo has to find a way to calm the urge inside. He knows what he needs to do. But his brothers are not going to like it. He scrunches his little chubby face up and…

PHOOT!

It didn't take long for his three older brothers to know that little Michelangelo has just let a rip as he simply chuckles at his little…episode. The three turtles all groan. Now, they were in the need to get out as quickly as they can because they all took a whiff of that stinky stench.

"Mikey, was that you?" Donnie asked as he was underneath the farting turtle himself. Raph was a lot closer to the cocky turtle as he snorted most of the gas into his nose. Lucky for Leo as he was on the other side on the different corner but he did smelt it.

Guilty as charged. Mikey once again does his goofy laugh. "Pepperoni."

April finally meets the Turtles as the two girls will learn more about them next chapter. And we will also get to see the Turtles yet again very soon next time on:

Heroes in the Half-Shell: Sneaking Back In

Author's Notes: Well, what did you guys think? If you have been with me from the old version and noticed, I have changed a slight difference of the chapter like I did with the last one.

I don't know if I told you guys this but I am planning for my Japan/Cruise trip next year. I will be spending two weeks in Japan and then straight onto the cruise for another two weeks. But that won't be happening until October. I'm still planning but I am happy to hear some ideas for what to do in Japan. I think I got most of it but I like to hear what you guys have to say. Which also means I will put a hold on my stories in the meantime. (I definitely will finish this one by the end of the year and the sequel before the trip. And maybe a few others.)

I was also going to have the extra scene where April and Sally are finding out more on the Turtles from the research papers and stuff on Project Renaissance, but I decided to leave it in the next chapter. And it has already fixed up as we speak.

It actually feels great to get back into my stories – even if they don't make sense at the time. Hopefully, I will get a whole lot better in the future. Take care now!

Until we meet again,

The DragonLord2912