Heroes in the Half-Shell
Chapter 20 – The Shortcut
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 the writer: Hey guys! This would probably be one of my longest chapter ever in this story. But first, let's get the review out of the way, like always.
From the reviews/PMs that I got, I will answer them:
To ChelleNorlund
Oh my goodness. Leo, Donnie & Mikey have been talking really fast & running everywhere, hehe. :-) Raphael is a wonderful fighter, he's my favorite Ninja Turtle. :-)
Keep up the good work, I hope you will update soon.
Thanks,
ChelleNorlund.
When they got a taste of the adrenaline, yeah.
I think you might have mention that a couple times on who is your favourite turtle! And I will!
To erica phoenix16
Thanks for updating. :)
No worries! Had a lot on my plate but I did manage to get it done for you guys!
To horsemens
Sally Hope for the win! That's my girl! I was totally laughing with how you pieced the "Adrenaline" scene and you did an excellent job executing the little details about them in containment!
Good! Sally does have her moments and there will be plenty more to go in the future.
I was a bit worried if the chapter didn't make any sense. At least I use something like "Google Translate" to play back the scene just to make sure that it makes any sense.
Another long chapter, here we go!
(Sacks' Estate, outside of New York – 8:57am)
Only two groups have either left or escape the stone-cold fortress.
The first group leaves in the form of a black copper as it heads into the direction of the closest city in the States: New York. The second group has just exit through the main door to the loading bay.
Unfortunately,…the heroes in the story are not in the chopper. Only the two feared criminals on the planet have just took flight and they are on their way to the businessman's tower.
The second group has just entered the outside world. Only four mutant turtles and three humans are all accounted for. The snow has started to fallen on their exposed skins and clothing. The temperature has started to rise a bit since Spring has just arrived.
The light from the sun has shine into the eyes of only a few and nearly burn their cornea. It has been a while for only the ones who were trapped inside the closed laboratory. It has only taken a few seconds for their eyes to adjust. Only three of them have reverted back to their usual stamina. Their hearts were still going fast but not at the same speed as it was before from the shot that they just had.
"We got to move. Let's go!" the leader cries out.
Raphael was the first out. He, followed by the others, He takes a good look in the air to see the helicopter disappearing into the distance as it heads for home. "Sacks is airborne!" Great. And no doubt he is with him too.
The team have just huddled at the rear of the white TV station van. The window screen was cracked with hundreds of bullet-shaped holes and glass was spread on the seats. On the left was a huge gaping hole that was forced from the inside and all the doors of the vehicle were opened.
The eldest looks up to see the black chopper decease in size until it becomes a small black dot. Their shells were almost touching each other but not before Michelangelo comes into the scene and pushes through them like double doors. He too looks up to find the lone chopper almost gone.
Donatello has his holo-graph screen up as he checks the time-distance between here and New York via chopper. He was the only one not close to the group as he examines the timeline. "Flight time to Manhattan, 19 minutes!" he said.
Sally was holding the bleeding scar on her hand. "It only took us 40 minutes to get here by van!" she added. She only knew that from the two trips that she had in her life.
This isn't good. Flying in a copter takes half the time than a car does. Even if they had Vin Diesel at their side, they still wouldn't make it back to the city! Time was not on their side today as this morning has this team beating the clock to get back to the city to stop Shredder's plot from taking over the city and killing innocent civilians along the way.
April and Vern were back-to-back with each other. They too were keeping a lookout just in case if they spotted any people with black clothing. Maybe they all left or something. But it never hurt to be certain.
Leonardo looks at the small vehicle before them. Judging by the damage that was caused by the Foot patrol team (and Raph, of course), the Channel 6 van was not a suitable getaway car.
"Get us out of here, Donnie!" he orders his shrewd brother. They need something…bigger. Something that would fit the three humans plus the four extra-large passengers in tow.
Well,…the Foot can actually help them on that.
Because in the same courtyard, there was only a large truck. That is what Donnie spotted. Running up the side of the white van while breathing in-and-out, the purple turtle slides his googles over his glasses and fiddles with the one lens, just to get a closer look. Through his specs, the truck that he spotted was a semi-truck just only a few yards away.
With a minute or two to catch their breath, Sally decided to check on an injury of hers. Carefully, she pulls off her woolly glove, ready for the slight stingy pain in her grasp. All she needs to do is to clean up the mess and wrap it around with a cloth or bandage. Just in case of an infection. Once they get back to the city and stop Shredder, she would properly fix it up.
She finally pulls the glove off with no difficulty and begins to examine the cut. Normally, she would ick at the sight of a disgusting wound that could turn anybody pale. But for some reason, she was completely baffled. "What the heck?"
April looks over to her teenage friend to see she is all distracted. And she was looking at her sore hand. "What's wrong?" Sally did tell her that the woman that attack her made a nasty cut on her. Good thing it wasn't fatal or they would be in big trouble.
The dumbfounded teenager showed her open palm. "This!"
April looks at it. The cut on her hand…is all healed up?
Ok, it was the woman's turn to be stumped. "H-how…" was the only thing that came out of her mouth. Wasn't she injured by that Foot Soldier before?
"The cut on my hand, it was bleeding a second ago," Sally passes the glove to April. The ex-reporter feels where the ripped line was made. It was drenched in wet blood. Sally's hand is not. Weird. What is going on here?
Sally goes back to looking at her hand. "And now,…it's not. Like it was never there." She wasn't not only perplexed but concerned. So much was happening this past week and it was beginning to take up too much for the young girl. She has a right to be worried. Questions started to build up in her mind.
Again,…what is going on here?
Seeing the large vehicle itself, it was used to transport much bigger and heavier items without any detection by the cops. But it is not the same one that was used for to transport Raph's brothers here. Perfect!
But what is not perfect is a lone Foot member; all armed up. The word "DANGER" comes onto his mind and scanner as his specs detect the weapon in his hand. It was a Colt M4 Machine Gun in the Foot's grasp.
And it was pointing right at them in the open.
A different shade of green appeared on his skin. "OH, MY GOSH, THEY HAVE GUNS!" he squealed in a high-pitch tone. And he thought that his little brother Mikey was the only one who screams like a girl.
Sally whipped her head towards the turtle with the hi-tech goggles. "WHAT?!" she screamed. He did not say the "G" word, right?
Both their cries have alerted the rest of the team as more Foot Soldiers all piled out with their loaded firearms aiming at their targets: Them.
Only the three Turtles were the ones out front with April, Sally and Vern just right behind them. And they too were in the line of fire. Every Foot in the facility are accounted for, high and low. They tighten the triggers on their toys and they fired their shots. And there were no tranq darts this time.
"GET DOWN!" Leo yells. His command was directed to the three humans with them. Turning his shell around to shield him from the bullets, his brothers did the same thing. It's the three humans whom are tagging along that concerns them. They can't protect themselves. Using their shells as shield, the reptiles were taking much of the hit. Their arms were covering their heads in case that some might hit their bald melon. That way, the mutants are protecting the humans and no harm will come to them. April, Vern and Sally all crouched down and shield their heads with their hands. Just in case if there were any rogue bullets that decided to sneaks past the defence.
The four ninjas all screamed out loud as they are ready to feel the burning sensation of the hot ammunitions seeping into their skins …
…only to ricochet off their shells and right back to their shooters!
The Foot were surprised with the sudden outcome of their shots and took cover just before they took a fatal hit from their own attacks.
The Turtles were preparing themselves to feel the painful pain after enduring so many shots. But nothing has happened yet. They were no sign of bullet holes in their skin or on their shells. No mutants or human that are close to them were dropping to the ground or any sign of blood coming out of their skins. They only felt the numbing effect of when the bullets made contact. Other than that, the Turtles were not harm. In fact, they are pleased with this newfound ability.
Leonardo smiles at this revelation. "Ha!" He looks to his younger siblings. "Are you guys okay?"
Since the bullets didn't pierce their skin, it could only mean one thing. Something that a comic book superhero has.
"We're bulletproof," Raph said.
Leo gives a much satisfied grin. "Sweet." Very pleased indeed.
As a popular culture geek himself, the youngest of all was absolutely psych about it. With this new ability, he can make his own comic book story. Now, what would be a good name for his mask-wearing, costume alibi?
The smartest one was truly fascinated with this newfound discovery. Maybe, once this bout is done with, he would love to study the mutagen and their blood to see what other abilities that contains within their DNA.
The humans don't when this amazement day will end. On both the exhilarating and the extremely part. First, it was the Turtles' blood that has medicinal properties, then the cut on Sally's hand heals up and now, the Turtles' are invulnerable to bullets like Superman! What's next, breathe fire and grow as tall as a skyscraper and be Godzilla?
"Advance and engage!" The acting leader of the terrorist group orders before more shots were fired at them. The Turtle slightly flinch at the hit but still kept a semi-shield around everyone. These guys don't know when to give up. Don't they know that they can't kill them with bullets now? Guess they are too simple-minded to know that. They wanted to make sure that the mutants do not take another step. Not until they lie flat on the ground, face first. They keep on shooting as they approach their foes.
Now that the Turtles cannot be harm by their firearms, their own getaway will be slightly easier. With the truck in a short distance away, they just need to get to it. Since they have a feeling that the neither the girls can drive, they completely understand why there was a third one in the group.
The leader points to the extra human with April and Sally. "Can you drive that truck?" he asked as Mikey quickly looks behind him. In a split second, he sees the Foot moving a bit closer. Especially the one who took the first shot.
If it means to get out of here,… Vern nods. "Yeah." He doesn't have to talk back at them or question since he has already met one of them.
The four brothers still huddle up. There was only one mutant who would yet to have the enormous energy inside of him and he itching for more action. He was the one who came here and got them out, it would be fair if he takes the first shot. And no doubt the others would agree to it.
Leo looks at each of his teammates. "We're on Raph, Ready?"
The turtle bros all nodded. Showtime.
Bellowing out a cry, Raph breaks away from the group, takes a few running steps backward before turning around to his first mark. He didn't have to worry about the oncoming bullets as they all lodged into his skins, shell and plastron and remain there. He grabs hold of the Foot's gun and kicks him hard in his stomach; releasing him from his grip on his weapon. The soldier recovers quickly to swing a backhand at the reptile; hoping to return the favour.
But Raph was fast enough to use the gun to block the attack; earning a nasty crack at the wrist. The poor Foot retracts his injured hand and grasp it around the other in pain. With the fighter distracted and to finishes him off, Raphael swings the black gun onto the soldier's back; sending him to the ground in defeat.
Clenching his whole body tightly before extending his arms outward; releasing yet another loud battle cry. Not to mention releasing all the bullets that are lodged into his body and shell and flinging them back to the black warriors.
Only one Foot was the first to be taken down. The fun has just started as there were plenty more.
Leonardo got his kicks working as he faces only four of them. Working his right foot at shoulder-length, whacks only three in the face in two seconds flat. As for the last one, he has a surprise for him. The fourth has his main weapon in hand but not before the blue turtle grabs hold of it. Lifting the gun up high; causing the gunman to be off balance but still holding onto it and punches him square in the face with his right fist. Through that one mighty punch sends the Foot into a large woollen net.
Don was close to the new transport as he does some damage with his Bo Staff. He makes a Foot fly by flinging him into the air with the help of his wooden weapon. He slams into the doors of the lone vehicle; making a big dent. The purple turtle moves onto the second one by whacking down one end of his staff to the ground. Another one was coming up behind his tails but clouding the staff over his head and spinning to the left, he wallops another off his feet. Donnie release his grip on his staff for a split second as it does a few twirls in mid-air before grabbing it once again. But he quickly swings over his head and slams it down when the previous Foot was trying to get back up again.
With the mutants doing a fine work making a clear path for their pink companions and with only a few more to go, it was safe for April, Sally and Vern to make a dart for the truck. The older man grabs hold of the reporter's hand and pulls her along.
"Come on!" he cried out as he and the girls make a mad dash to the truck. So far, no-one in black clothing holding military weapons have spotted them yet and shot them down.
After doing a few chunks to the head of his foes, Mikey makes a mad dash to the vehicle as he takes a mighty leap up to the roof of the trailer. Grabbing hold onto the side, he pushes himself up and rolls onto the roof. Mikey nearly slips off on the other side when he went a little too far but manages to gain a grip of the roof before he nearly took a tumble.
"Everybody in the truck! We gotta go, go, go! Move!"
Hearing his older brother barking orders, Mikey crawls over to the edge to see three of his brothers at the rear of the open trailer. Raph was the one who opened the doors to the large trailer as he was the first to leap into it. Donnie still has his weapon out as he and Leo were keeping a lookout for any more of the Foot in their presence or if any of the ones that they took out. The ones in the courtyard are in a daze from their strikes. Hopefully, lone enough to stand down until they have made a clean getaway. They don't know why their little brother is not climbing into the van with them. Personally, he always wanted to ride on the top of a large vehicle.
Vern opens the driver's door and hops into the seat while Sally opens the passengers' door. She climbs up into the huge truck, twist her whole body around, ready for her behind to make contact with the softest place in the truck. But her butt was not expecting to make contact with a seat, it meets small gap causing the misfortunate teen to fall down. She lets out a sudden screech when she makes the fall. Her feet were now dangling in the air as her legs and body were snugged up together. The irritated look has plaster onto her face in this new position.
"Oh, great, it's a two-seater!" she complained as she struggles to get comfortable on what could be the uncomfortable ride of her life. The last vehicle that Sally was in was only designed to fit up to three or four people. Guess the Foot forgot the memo or didn't care on whom was about to steal.
April was the last to hop in as she shuts the door behind her. "Vern, you know how to drive this, right?" she asked.
Well, yes he can. If he can drive a small white van, then driving this behemoth would not be this difficult. There was one thing missing and it is very vital. And it was not in the ignition. But when there's a will, there's a way to get a car started.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just got to hotwire this thing, I guess," he said before leaning down; trying to reach to where the wires would be. He sees this in any heist or James Bond movie or in any media that requires a person to hijack any vehicle. "Classic blue wire/red wire situation."
He guesses?! We don't have time for this! It could many minutes or hours to get it working by luck! April shots out of her seat and leans forward to grab hold of the sun visor. She pulls it down, to reveal a present for the imprudent driver. "Keys!"
A jingle of metal falls onto the ground. That is just what Vern needs. No need to get zapped by faulty wires now that they have a suitable solution. Though he did felt like a fool for not finding them in the first place. He ditches his original plan and looks to see where the keys have fallen.
"Yeah." He picks it up and picks out the main one. "Keys are better."
No freakin duh, Vern! Sally didn't bother to say it as she was struggling to move into a comfortable position.
After Leo and Donnie have climbed into the trailer, Raph races to the back of it. He makes to the wall where bags his large fist a couple of time. "DRIVE!"
"I'm on it!" he said. Once lodging the keys into the ignition and turning it, the engine comes to life. He and April didn't bother to put their seatbelts on. Not enough time to do so. After fiddling the shifting stick to "D", the truck was moving.
The red turtle was still yelling out orders to the human driver like he was deaf or something. "Come on! Come on!"
But Vern doesn't need Raphael to tell him to punch it. "That's all I need is a backseat-driving talking turtle!" he complained.
April looks behind her to where they all heard Raph before looking through the side window. So far, no-one was following them or no Turtle was left behind.
Sally finally changes into a kneeling position and rest her arms on the glove box. The space may be cramped but at least she moves around. "Doesn't everybody?" she mildly jokes. She got her glove back from April whom passes back to her and slides the torn material back onto her miracle hand. She might have a look into it when this whole ordeal is over on how her hand sudden healed itself.
Vern simply ignores her as he drives the truck onto the dirt road. The rear doors were still open as there was no light source inside the trailer if it was shut. It also provided the mutants inside to see if the Foot decided to tag along.
The truck was getting closer to the iron gates before them but Vern doesn't stop like last time. They need to get out of here. The rim collides with the metal structure of the gate and drives through the back path of the mansion. The destroyed gates were flung to the sides as the truck continues to drive down the muddy path. The heroes are finally making their way back to the city.
Woken up from the sudden strike of the wheelchair, Karai brought more forces outside to see them getting away. Some of the Foot who are already outside have just stirred up after being taken down by the green team.
"Let's go!" one Foot shouted.
"Move!" another one added.
Only seven were still standing and able to move on. Since their only large vehicle was taken, the only transports left in the estate are the armoured cars that was used for the missions. Only three black cars and a beige one.
Rushing over to the car with the diverse shade, Karai stops running and looks at the escaping truck in the distance. There goes the four mutant creatures (one of them is standing on the top) and the three humans with them. And one of them…she now holds a personal grudge. For the second time today, the teenager girl with the purple beanie has got the best of her. With no experience whatsoever. Furiously, Karai doesn't want to get even. She just wants to kill her. And taking her down along with the mutants would be all the sweeter. She opens the door and hops into her truck.
Slamming the doors behind, the drivers of the vehicle hit the accelerate and drive straight out through the destroyed gateway. A few men stayed behind, to help their fallen comrades. Only a team of nine men; about three or four in each car races off the property. And the lieutenant herself is in the beige car with only one of her men. Sited in the passage seat, she has fitted herself a pair of headphones on her so she can communicate with her team on the radio.
"Jackal-One-Tango, on your 12!" she commands through her microphone.
"Copy that."
That is their new mission: Don't let the mutants escape. Capture them at all cost. Destroy anyone who gets in their way.
Only one black truck breaks away from the main group and goes through a different path. The one that takes them deeper into the woods.
April was looking out through the open window just over her shoulder. No sign of the Foot. Yet. By now, they would be chasing their tails.
The large truck was shaking the humans on board as Vern was flooring it at full speed. April uses the handrail to hold on while Sally grips her fingernails into the glove box for traction.
The driver himself was trying to get a hold of himself after a day he just went through. Despite trying to drive as fast as he can, he has something that he needs to say to his two female friends. "I shouldn't have doubted you two." April and Sally both looked at Vern whom is watching the road and at them in between. "Sorry I didn't stick up for you girls," he apologises. April looks back out through the window to be on the lookout just in case while Vern keeps on talking. "I can't believe that you two are not crazy! How crazy is that?"
Vern doesn't need to apologise to them. No one would believe them right away but Vern didn't mean to. Just like everyone, he too didn't buy April and Sally's story about the Turtles. Just like their co-workers and their boss Thompson. He feels so bad for them. From now on, he would believe everything that they have to say. Even if they are giant talking turtles. Maybe there was another one or a giant lizard back in New York? And would right now be the perfect time for the girls to tell them about Splinter? Maybe later.
Only a quarter a mile separates them but the Foot has the advantage of speed as they got closer. The small structure of their car packs velocity compare to the large truck that weighs five time the mass. Flying over the small hill and landed a bit rough, the gap between the armoured truck and them is getting smaller by the second.
"Target, 12 o'clock!" the driver speaks when the distant between them and the mutants is decreasing. Each Foot in the car is wielding a loaded gun, ready to fire at will.
Mikey needs to know one thing. They would be on the same trail that takes them back to New York but it would take as twice as long if being hunted down by the Foot keeps this up. The orange turtle rushes over to the edge. His knuckles were gripping the top railing of the open doorway. Holding on tight, he bends down to see his two bros.
"Where are we going, guys?" he asked. The heroes need to shake them off enough time in order for them to get back to the city and stop the Foot's crazy boss and his son.
Leo was next to his brother whom has his eyes on his holo-screen. On the monitor was the map of the area. By the time they get back to the city, they hope it wouldn't be in too much of a disaster state, now that Sacks and Shredder are nearly halfway there. They need to go faster. Or find a quicker route. That is what Donnie has been studying it for the past minute since they left the mansion.
Raph was resting his upper body with his hands pressed firmly on the plastic cylinder containers. Apparently, his fight against the Shredder has taken a small toll on his cracked shell. Judging the damage that the ninja master did on his shell, he needs special medical attention to fix it up. A few chunks of pieces were about to fall out. He should have pack an extra roll of duct tape.
"Donnie, what's the fastest way back to Manhattan?" Leo asked. Other than the main road where they are being chased down by the biggest criminal team on the planet on their way home? That is what the turtle was trying to find.
Donnie was bending down on one knee before standing up. Luckily for them, he has found a solution. "We just need to stay on this road," Donnie replied, while pressing buttons on his tablet. "If we can get to the maintenance hatch at the bottom of the hill,…" he looks at Leo while pointing his thumb over his shoulder and before using his pointer on the same hand to push his glasses from falling off, "…there's a sewer line 2.4 miles from here."
And going through sewer line will take them to New York in a flash and barely catching up to Sacks and Shredder. Awesome! Good thing that the Turtles know their sewers well as this is one of the specialty. All they need to do was to go faster and get to the maintenance hatch before the Foot completely catches up to them. As along as nothing goes wrong on this ride.
Leo tilts his head upwards. It was time to send the message to the others. "Mikey! Let them know up there!"
The eager turtle stands up; giving the green light to go. "I'm on it!" he replies. It was a good thing that Mikey was on the roof as he has the ability to travels from the end of the trailer to the front seats of the truck. And he would kill a visit to his Angelcakes. He bet they would be happy to see him again.
Going down a straight path would be a simple walk for a highly-skilled ninja turtle to the front before it turns around a corner and goes on a steep hill thus heading towards their destination. It should be smooth sailing for a while. But a black truck decided to show up from the other side and slides to a halt; blocking their path.
This caused him to stop walking and start worrying. And he is not happy to see them again.
"Oh, no…"
The Foot are doing everything that they can to stop the escapees. That includes one of them to slide out halfway through the sky roof and supports a large weapon on his shoulder. The larger shape end of the bazooka was aiming right at the truck.
Sitting in the truck, Sally was the first to stop the rouge truck. Her eyes went wide and went from anxious to terrified in a split second. But she is not the one who is driving.
"VERN!" she screeched.
Vern directs his eyes back on the road to see the surprise visit from the Foot. And the bazooka in their grasp was another. He understands what the teenager meant. Becoming terrified in a half-a-second, it would take the other half to make life-saving decision. Not just for him but everyone in the truck. Gripping his hands on the wheel as he makes his next fatal decision to make a hard right turn.
Pulling the trigger, the missile leaves the shell and flies towards its target. The front part of the large vehicle moves to the right. The back part…
Please let it miss. Please let it miss. Please. LET. IT. MIS—
It continues to fly until it makes a direct hit on the side of the trailer; letting off a fiery explosion. The impact sends tremors throughout the vehicle as everyone felt that. If it was his small white van, it would miss. But this is a semi-truck. The delayed trailer took the direct hit as it made Vern to make a hard left thanks to the explosion.
The passengers in the trailer didn't have the time to react or to grab hold. Leo did grab hold of a rope on his left. But thanks to the force of the explosion, it was ripped off the wall. With nothing to hold on to, he ends up smacking his shell on the other side. Before he falls out of the back, he manages to grab onto another rope and doesn't let go. Donnie was located in the middle part of the trailer as he didn't move as much but he did manage to grab hold of another secured rope too.
Raphael was still in the back near some container when he took a stumble. He was just about to get back onto his feet when his face has met with the metal canister; nearly knocking him out.
With quick thinking, Sally grabs onto the seat on her right and hangs onto it with her life while April's hand didn't loosen its grip on the handrail. The truck has lost its traction as Vern has hit the brakes and was now spinning wheel to the left thanks to the impact. The truck was now swerving in a counter-clockwise move as it now turns around in a full circle. The snow was spraying from underneath the skidding tyres.
The orange turtle was no having the best of luck. He made the decision by riding on top of the roof and there would be consequences to the trip. Becoming roadkill would be one of them. He takes tumble because he didn't have anything to hang on to. He falls to the ground to do a couple rolls until he goes off the truck. With quick-thinking, he whips out his nunchunks, swings it around to hook onto one of the large nails on the outer rim. It was used for attaching tarp or secure ropes on the truck. Now, it was used to save the turtle's life. He uses the wooden part of his weapon to hold on.
April was holding onto the handrail in one hand and covering her head with the other as Sally's eyes were shut and her nails are now digging into the side of the passenger's seat. Vern's foot was still on the brakes; doing his very best to gain some ground and return back onto the road.
Meanwhile in the trailer wasn't looking too good for the other three Turtles. Especially for Leo. His lone hand was gripping onto the rope like it was a life preserve. And so was Donnie. If it breaks, he will be flown out of the truck and be separated by his family. He has promised his father to be with his family at all cost and nothing can separate it from them.
Although, the tray of metal canister says otherwise.
With nothing to hold it down, it was heading in the blue turtle's direction. Leo was pushing objects out of his path when he sees a metal crate heading his way. Slamming into the unexpected reptile, Leo loses his grip and goes soaring out through the open door. Donnie didn't have the chance to grab his brother's hand as he was out of the door. The oldest turtle lets out a yell as he is the first flying turtle in history. He was only in the air for a short time when his legs make contact with the closest tree. Hitting the tree, Leo does a full twirl in the air before landing chest-first on a hard rock.
The metal canister that were stored in the metallic crate falls out and lands on the wet ground and near the dazed turtle. Guess getting hit by some weight and twirling in mid-air can make him see stars.
The swerving comes to a complete stop to the relief of everyone. They were no longer in any immediate danger. Only 65% of the trailer was tipping over the edge of the steepest mountain. If anybody makes a sudden move or adds the extra weight,…
"Ok. So,…" Sally breathed, trying to sit up from the bazooka attack, courtesy of the Foot, "…not falling to our doom is…good." She feels like a concussion was coming to her very soon. But she needs to stay awake if they want to get out of here. April falls back onto her seat. She takes a nice deep breath after what it felt like forever. Their adrenaline was going through the roof.
The vehicle stands in a creepy stillness. Something is bound to happen in the next second.
The young woman looks over to her left. The same black truck is coming up at a fast pace before skidding once more. They were not out of the woods just yet.
"Vern, go, go, go, go, go!" she begged. A few Foot with loaded machine gun have both popped out of the van and raced over to the rouge truck. They need to get out of here. And fast!
Sally looks to both sides. "Are you KIDDING ME?!" The Foot have got them at both ends. Two on their right and third on their left. This was not her day or anyone else.
"I'm on it!" Vern clicks into second gear, transfers his foot from the brakes and hits the accelerate.
"Stop!" a Foot Soldier barked before another comes out of the truck. Yeah, like that's going to happen!
The back wheels of the truck were floored at this very second. The dirt and snow were now mixed together as the wheel keeps on turning. They should be moving forward, right? So, why is the truck tipping…backwards?
Not…good.
There were lifted upwards as April places her foot in fear in case she falls out. "Vern, hit the brakes!" April pleaded.
The driver was already on it. But they are still going up and falling slightly in reverse. "Wrong way! Wrong way!" he shouted. They need to be on the road; not on the mountain side! But the weight of the large trailer was too much. They were going down!
The three gunman who got out all saw the truck leaving the scene and continues to slide out of their sights. They need to stay on them. Even if it means chasing them down the hill. They rush back to the car. "Go around! Go, go, go!"
At the doorway, Donnie finally finds his brother whom is outside on the snow. Good thing that he is okay and not gone. Too bad that the truck was coming towards him.
"Leo, MOVE, MOVE!" he shouted.
Leo's ears perk up to hear his brother's voice. "What?" He didn't bother to ask when he turned his head around to see a large truck heading his way. Before the rim hits him on his head, the leader ducks just in time. He peeps up to see the back wheels of the truck heading towards him. So, Leo manages to roll over to his right just to avoid being flatted by a couple of monster wheels.
Back in the truck, the young woman continues to press her feet onto the dashboard in case she falls back more onto her seat.
"Opposite, opposite, opposite!" Vern edges the wheel to a far left to make sure that they are driving forward rather than backward as some of them have sensitive stomachs. They do not want to see their breakfast yet again. He still has his foot on the brake, once again, still trying to stop this metal mammoth from going any further. It was now crashing into some frail trees in its path but it wasn't enough to stop it. Sally then flies over to her left as she lost her grip on the seat. Her head makes a small impact on the other seat but it wasn't enough to knock her out. Maybe just a small bruise.
"OH, NO!" Mikey was trying his very best to hold as he was falling with everyone else. So when the truck swerve to the right, he was flung back onto the roof but the truck itself didn't tip over as it continues to descend downhill. Once he is back on the roof, he goes back to his original mission that his older brother appointed him to do.
Donnie makes his way to the other turtle in the trailer. His brother Raphael was still the teammate on the sideline because of his fresh injury. As the medic of the squad, Donnie check out his shell to see that the injury is not too bad. It has nerve ends inside their shell as it is part of their body so Raphael can feel the pain like if he had broken or fracture either his arm or leg. As along Raph doesn't do any more damage to it, he should be fine. That was an order from the mutant doctor himself.
Inside the trailer was shaking due to the alternative route that they were forced to go and the two mutants were rocking side-to-side but still kept their ground. Their leader has left the vehicle and the goofy one of all was hopefully still hanging on. He must have saw the attack but didn't came back to warn them. So, it was just the two of them.
"How far off course are we?" Raph asked the one guy with the GPS.
He didn't need to know what happened out there since he and the others got an unexpected surprise of the truck being hit and getting a smack in the face by the metal canister. But his brother Donnie can actually deliver the good news on their trip to the maintenance hatch.
The smart turtle has one hand resting up against his brother's broken shell and his eyes glued at his little screen. "Actually, we're on a bit of a shortcut. But we need to keep going down. Straight down."
Instead of going around the corner like they planned, there were going in a straight line towards the underground access. With a few bumps along the way.
Well, thank you, Foot Clan for intentionally sending them down a quicker route by pushing them down an unsteady hill! As along it gets them to the maintenance hatch in half the time, they will thank them personally; by taking down their atrocious leader.
If they survive the ride of their doom.
Eventually, the tired comical turtle finally reaches his destination. Resting his body on the top of the rocking truck, he bends his upper body down for the humans to see him. They were causally rocking from side-to-side. Only the two humans are in their seats while the third one was helplessly swaying from one end to the other on this rocking ride that they did not pay for. Vern's hands were gripping on the wheel as he controls it from left to right; still trying to gain footing and April was trying her best to gain support from the handrail or the dashboard in front of her. At the same time, Mikey was slipping off at every bump that the truck runs over but he was supported by the help of the window screen as he pushes his hands up against it.
"HEY!" he called out; getting the driver's attention about the sudden change of plans. Vern widen his eyes at the turtle's sudden appearance but both mostly in a surprised and strangely way. Wasn't he supposed to be in where his turtle friends are? "Just…ah…keep...uh…going… …straight! Ahhh!" Now that he has delivered the message, he can finally return to his brothers. Hopefully, they are not in a pickle as he and the humans are.
But the one thing that he couldn't resist was to slide over to see the oldest female in the passage seat and her friend who manages to gain hold of her seat. Smiling ridiculously, he appears again on the window screen but this time on the passage side. He places his hand up against the glass. "What's up, Angelcakes?" he smugly replies to his female companions before pulling the ninja vanish on them.
Only April and Vern looked at each other. At first, they thought they need to stop the truck to avoid their death. And now, they told them that they have to keep going straight? The humans can only rely on the Turtles to know what to do. And hopefully what is located at the end will be all worth it.
Being almost flattered into turtle pancakes by a set of large tires was something not very pleasant for blue turtle himself. But at least he managed to move out of the way just in time from a 3-D figure to becoming 2-D model.
Covered in more snow from the ground, Leonardo stands up. He looks ahead in the distance at the runaway truck that is cascading further down on the steep mountain side. His brothers, April, Sally and their male friend are all in that truck. Driving recklessly down the unsteady path as they don't have the power to control the truck's movement.
So far, no Foot is in pursuit of them. They might be heading towards the maintenance hatch as they speak. If any danger befalls on them,...Leo will never forgive himself. He has already failed on his father for not protecting him from Shredder's clutches. He can't afford to lose the rest of the family and the extra companion.
One was his former owner back when he and the other turtles were babies and normal. The other - with a fearless attitude - shares a uniqueness just like the mutant clan. Very rare. And so were they.
The truck was falling out of his vision. Very soon,...
No. He can't think about it. Losing them for good. That's the last thing on his mind. He needs to get a move on. Cause it was going to be a long run. He might as well start with the first step.
The blue turtle takes up a running start and heads towards down the hill. How long will it take to catch up to the others? Will the truck be at the end of the line when he gets there? Will they be out of harm or in grave danger? Will the Foot beat him to them? Let's hope not.
And their good friends the Foot is right on his tail. Literally! Because the three armoured trucks are right behind the unexpected running reptile. Leo looks back to hear their engines roar and the three vehicles goes flying up thanks to the makeshift snowing ramp.
They are taking this show off the road. Literally once more!
They are driving in mid-air before they make the landing and they are going to ram the poor turtle in the rear. And very soon, they will catch up with the others! Not good.
Just before they take him down, Leo leaps up in the air and curls his arms and legs. He is protecting the front while letting his shell taking all the hits. After all, he and his brothers found out that they bulletproof. Maybe surviving the collision would be no big deal.
The cars finally land on the ground. Only the middle hits the turtle while he was in the air. But thanks to his shell, he makes a massive crack on the window screen. Although, he does let out a painful grunt from the impact. If he was human, the force would smash his spine nearly in half. Instead, it bounces him off the destroyed window and lands in the snow. He hits the soft ground shell-first and starts to slide like an unsteady toboggan.
Thanks to the push by his pursuers, Leo was going twice as fast as he was at running speed. He surely would catch up with his brothers and the help in no time. Although the yelling and screaming and the twirling around on his shell during the ride doesn't help when he and his family are being hunted down like criminals, ironically, by criminals. Miraculously, he didn't hit any trees. He continues to slide down the messy hill.
Eventually, he is sliding forward, giving him the front view. Not to mention, the three trucks are closing in on him. With another surprise in stores.
"Fire!"
The Foot pulls the trigger; releasing the shot. A long metal cable leaves the revolver and extends towards the turtle but the reptile sway out of its path in a nick of time. Instead, it harpoons into a thin tree not too far from Leo, sending electrical currents through the wood. After a quick shot, it was wind up back into its holder; ready for another shot. Unfortunately, the tree who took the shot falls down. The burning smell of wood was seen in the distance to a few now.
While sliding, Leo looks over his shoulder. Seeing the outcome of the tall sapling, he studies the new weapon in their disposal. Each connected to the trucks, a launcher was operated on the roof and to access them, a Foot has to stand through the sky roof.
It was like the electrical rods that shock them to concession but it is in the form of a grappling hook. They are trying to not only shock them but also trying to fish them out. Guess gun is out of the picture since they just found out that the green escapees are bulletproof. And these guys don't really play around.
It was time to get serious and play some defence. Once he finally gets to his brothers, they will play some offence. And his own swords will give him the edge.
While getting the hang on his ride, Leo pulls out his blades out. The middle truck who fired the shot and who first rammed into him hits the accelerate, getting closer to the turtle. But using his swords, Leo digs his left one into the ground and steers him away just before the left wheel of the black truck slams into his face. Thanks to his sword, he navigates himself more distance from and resumes his ride. Looking back, they were ready to fire some more rounds. Confident, Leo was ready for them.
More shots were fired. And Leo keeps on dodging them; letting the trees to take the damage. Digging his swords into the snow and pushing them along is building up more speed like a mountain skier.
He is a ninja. He thinks quick on his feet. Or on his shell at the moment.
There was a small log up ahead for the sledging reptile. Jagging his swords into the snow once more, it gave Leo the momenta to do a forward flip over the log. That was his big mistake.
Because by the time that makes a small jump in the air, that is when the Foot fired the shot. The small claws of the hooks latch onto the turtle's left shoulder and digs into his collar bone. Once secured, it sends electrical shocks into his veins.
The trapped turtle falls onto the snow but in the mercy of the enemy now that he is hooked. Gritting onto his teeth, he cannot resist the shocking feeling entering his body yet again. He was starting to get used of it as he remembers the previous encounters of it. And he still doesn't like all of them. Thanks to the shocks, he was starting to go dark just like the last one. At least he has enough strength to hold onto his swords.
With one of the mutants in their grasp, the Foot starts to reel him in. One down, three to go.
His screaming has captured his baby brother's attention. After delivering the message to the front line, Mikey returns back to join his family, only to see one of them in danger. And it has to be the leader and the eldest of the pack.
"Guys,…" Mikey bends down to see his upside-down brothers, "…Leo's in trouble!"
Mikey's announcement travels down nearly to the end of the trailer to the remaining two turtles. One of them appears to be sort-of wounded and other attending to his injuries.
As the second-eldest, Raph was constantly living in Leo's shadow as the perfect son and skilled fighter. And at times, thinks that he has the perfect qualities to be the Top Turtle. Strong and brave. The longer he continues to stand in the dark, the more he wants to escape to take up the mantel.
He has always given his older brother a hard time throughout their life as a mutant. Calling him Teacher's Pet and Splinter Junior. Leo returns the favour by calling him Hothead. But in the end, things have always made up between them not just as ninjas but as family too. And repaying it back by saving his shell. Known to be loyal to the fault amongst his family, Raphael would be the first to fall in order to save his family, no question ask.
Now that his big brother is in danger, Raph couldn't bear to sit on the sidelines any longer. "My shell's cracked. Just tape it up," he said to the youngest next to him.
He cannot let a little injury get in the way of saving his brother. If he perishes, Raph would be the next in kin to lead but deep down, the strongest warrior doesn't believe that he is ready to lead his brothers. Not yet. He feels like he was supposed to be the one who does all the battles when Leo is not around.
But who say that he is alone in this fight? That is when Donnie takes on a suggestion. "Allow me to be the bad-ass for once," he said.
Surprised at this comment, Raph looks at Donnie. He thought his subtle brother would never say things like that or that he wasn't the most violent reptile there is. Guess the red turtle's foul mouth and attitude must have rubbed off of him.
Giving an understandable nod was the one look that Donatello needs to take Raphael's place. Then again, the purple turtle knows how to carefully remove the cable from Leo without damaging his internal organs. Not to mention that he has a few tricks up his reptile sleeve that he wants to try out.
The smart brother gives a smirk and a nod before facing the exit. Sucking in a breath, Donnie takes a running start. Once he gets to the door, he does a flying cartwheel and flies off the truck to land directly on his shell. His hi-tech backpack does no damage and his glasses nearly fall off upon landing. Donnie quickly pushes them back on. Mikey straighten up to see his smart brother off to rescue their leader.
Donnie slides on his shell to join his brother. Leo's head was lolling to the side. Just like how they were knocked out the first time around, he would be out of commission for just a little bit. But as long as the hook is still connected to him, he wouldn't wake up easily without avoiding a little shock.
The smart turtle grabs his knocked-out brother by the arm and pulls into him. "Hang on, Leo," he exclaims before grabbing hold of the safest part of the functioning knob. "Disengaging."
He successfully pulls it out without hurting Leo. Sparks flew out of the knob but doesn't affect Donnie. The hook was still active in the turtle's hand before he lets go of it. The cable flies back to the owner; hitting his hand on collision. The poor soldier winces his hand back in pain and lets out a yelp.
Now that his brother was safe (well, almost), it was time to deal with them. Donnie deceases his speed to slide up to the rim of the black truck. The same one that shock his brother.
The passenger sees the turtle coming closer to them and which is why he is pulling his loaded machine gun out through the window. He was ready to shoot him down. But Donnie 's shell hits the metal rim as he hides himself from the Foot. That way, the soldiers cannot see him or what he has in stores for them.
His pulls out his make-shift Bo-staff and holds it diagonal. "God, I always wanted to try this!" The Foot will not see this coming.
He has calculated the theory so many times in his head. He worked substantially on his weapon to make it indestructible. So, he has only one shot at this. He better not blows it.
With the push of the button with his large thumb, the staff extends outwards. One end jabs into the metal rim. The other connects to the stone rock, hidden in the snow.
The purple reptile was praying for this to work. If it fails, his weapons will be snapped into pieces and he would eventually be crush between the rocks and the large tyres.
The sticks bends. Please, don't break. Please, don't break. Please, don't break. Please, don't break. Please, don't bre—
The sticks retract back to its shape before pushing the truck…upwards. And off the ground by a few feet in the air.
The truck was flying in the air along with its passengers inside!
It worked. It flipping worked!
A satisfied smile creeps up on Donnie face, seeing the results spinning in the air. He gives out a silly snorting laugh to see the beautiful work that his weapon made goes flying right above him. Mikey just watch the speculate unfolded. He was very impressed of what his older brother can pull off.
The airborne vehicle was helpless to do anything as it descends towards the cream car. But they managed to drove out of the way before it made it impact. Karai almost shakes out of her seat from the close encounter but her truck continues to press on. It continues to tumbles onto the ground and when it stops, it remains upside-down; abandoned on the mountain side.
As of now, they have one less truck and few less Foot to worry about.
Donnie slides back to his knocked-out brother. "I got you, brother." He pulls him up to his lap. All they need is a rope to pull themselves back into the semi-truck so they can wake him up before dealing with the others. Maybe there is one in the truck that either Raph or Mikey can retrieve. "One car down, two to go."
And that is when the second black truck fires an electrical cable at the two turtles. This time, it grabs onto the conscious turtle himself.
The metal clamps shut tight on Donnie's left shoulder as the energy surges through his veins and onto Leo. Donnie has felt the pain once; he didn't want to suffer it again in his life!
"MIKEY!" he cries out. The pain from the cable was not the only excruciatingly thing that he feels as it pulls him away from the much larger vehicle.
With his older bro Raph out of the game and two of his siblings in trouble, it was time for Mikey to shine and save the day. First, he needs to take out the attacker in order to save his brothers. "All right, that's it." He pulls his custom-made skateboard out from its hold and the wheels' pops out. "I'll take it from here!"
Mikey takes a running start before hopping onto his board. Once his feet make contact, that is when the booster ignite. Coming up to the edge, he goes soaring into the air. Grabbing hold of his board with one hand, Mikey performs a 360 in the air. "WHOOO-HOOO!"
The armed Foot sees the incoming turtle but unfortunately he didn't have the time to get away before Mikey kicks the Foot off his car with both his feet; losing his grip on his launcher thus freeing the turtle's brothers. Instead of falling off, Mikey manages to grab hold of the car roof, letting the soldier fly into the snow. If his hero was here, he would earn a perfect 10 on the scoreboard for that trick alone. The wheels revert back in before Mikey slings his skateboard back into its hold.
Now gripping his free hand on the roof rails, Mikey position himself just above the front seat of the black SUV. It's time to take control of it! He bends his elbow upwards and slams his fist down on the car. Unbelievably, it goes right through the roof! This catches the driver by surprise as he intentionally let's go of the wheel. The green hand quickly grabs hold of the wheel as the aghast combatant now grips his hands on the turtle's wrist; trying to pry him off.
A silly grin was paste onto his face as he looks through the window screen. He is doing the one thing that dreams of doing and to fulfil his family's nightmare. "Raph, I'm DRIVING! YEAH!" Man, he wishes his brother was watching this!
Well, he can see it. Up close and personal.
Thanks to Mikey's steering, the black truck spins around until the back was facing the back of the semi's. And out comes a much greater turtle doing a barrel roll. "WHOO-HOOO!" he whoops out. Dumfounded, Donnie sees his impatient brother just flying out of the truck to join Mikey. That boy never sits still. Even for one second or one match with an injury like that!
Raph hates to sit on the sideline. He can't simply miss out on all the fun. His shell is not that bad. He will be fine. He simply ignores the damage and all shell goes out the window as he smashes through the back window. Broken glasses go everywhere as a large turtle slams right into the remaining Foot in the vehicle, catching them off-guard. Mikey jerks his hand out of the newly-created hole before the driver was forced to bang his forehead unintentionally on the wheel.
The Foot were now brought to attention that another turtle has join the ride but they weren't prepared when Raph starts to beat the hell out of them. The one in the passenger's fires many bullets at the reptile in the back. Doesn't work.
Mikey then opens the front door to pull the unexpected driver out from his seat. He flings him out only to hit painfully on a tree in the torso. Raph does the same for the remaining three Foot. With that accomplishment, he lets out another victory bellow.
April couldn't believe that she was missing out on all the action. She is looking out through the side mirror to see only two truck. One of the Turtles – Michelangelo - was riding on top of it. He manages to steer the black car around in a circle. And then another one - Raphael - jumps into the same black one. She doesn't see the other two.
Although taking a detour onto the mountain side for a change of pace, she couldn't believe that she was missing out on the biggest story of the century. She didn't get a chance to get some evidence of the secret HQ of the Foot that is within the property of the richest businessman on the planet. Seeing the Foot hunting them down. But with Sally and Vern at their side, it would be proof enough. And maybe some shots would be nice to record the event.
Searching through her bag was her pink digital camera. Other than her phone, it was always good to have a back-up if her phone ran out of juice or if there isn't any space on the drive. She leans her upper body out of the open window with her camera. Just in case she falls out, she loops her right arm through the handrail and grabs hold of her camera vertical in her grasp.
Still driving on the roughest road that he has ever been on, Vern turns his head to his right. "O'Neil, what are you doing?" he asked.
April didn't bother to answer him right away as she was taking some photos. Plus, he was staring at her derriere. He stupidly continues to stare at it, not paying any attention to the road but he still has his hands on the wheel. "Yeah, that's good. Make sure you're getting everything."
After violently travelling from side to side inside the truck, Sally managed to grab hold of Vern's seat. At least they aren't rocking around very much and they seem to be on a smooth path now. Enough time for her stand up and find a much better seat. Maybe if April let her squeezes into her seat, it should fit both of the girls.
Placing her left foot over the glove box, her eyes darts forward. That is the one thing that she regrets now. Because up ahead on the snowing road is what causing her to go pale. And what's worse, Vern was not paying attention to it. Because he was looking at April. Not at the road.
"Vern…" she scarily utters.
Vern was still staring at April's main feature. "Yeah?" She looks petrified. Why didn't she scream like last time?
But as soon as the driver speaks up, the truck plows first into a small white mound!
Vern has unintentionally smashed the semi-truck into a large hill of snow. The snow maybe soft but the impact was so strong that it shook Vern in his seat, throws Sally forward; smacking herself on the controls…and April out of the window!
The trailer swerves to the left before going out of control. Trees were getting knocked down. So much snow was going everywhere that covers everyone outside that are either on the ground sliding, surfing on top of the car or position herself through the sunroof with the launcher in her grip.
No longer stuck in the back and now in the front, Sally has noticed that she and Vern were missing another person of the group. And she was right outside hanging for her life!
"VERN! SALLY!" Petrified, April was kicking her legs to avoid getting them caught in the moving wheel. It is a good thing that she hanging on to the steel handrail on the outside. Otherwise, that would be the end of April O'Neil herself. She took the risk and it nearly cost her life.
Even her friends were scared for her too. "O'NEIL!" Vern screeched.
"APRIL!" Sally screamed. The frightened teen hurries to the door that was flung open from the snowy collision to help her terrified friend. She extends her own hand while Vern grabs hold of her other hand. "GIVE ME YOUR HAND!"
As quickly as she can and carefully, April grabs hold of her only life preserve and doesn't let go. She then places her right foot on the step that she used to climb into the truck. Holding her hand tightly, the teenager pulls her in. The frighten but unharmed April closes the door behind her and winds up the window. Sally has successfully dragged her friend out from danger and to safety. The woman made a promise that she is never gonna do a stunt like that ever again.
Vern was the only one who looks very mortified. He could not believe what he just did and what he almost happened to April. All because he was distracted and wasn't paying attention to the road before them. God, he has a dirty mind. A guilty dirty mind.
After that little excitement but not in a good way, Sally sits on the glove box and takes a deep breath. "Ok…" Her expression went from oddly calm to frantic as she slaps the driver upside the head, "…eyes on the road, DAMMIT!" She feels like she's the one that should be doing the driving. Even if she doesn't have a license.
Vern quickly retracts his hand from the wheel to where Sally purposefully left a sore mark on him. Yep, he deserves it.
Unfortunately, the loud impact that the truck made has trigger something…much worse. And even horrific if they are on the snowy hillside. A booming noise was growing louder by the second. And it starts to chase everyone in a form of a massive wave. Or in anyone's case,…
"AVALANCHE!" Mikey calls out while surfing on top of the lone black truck. Raph was gripping on the rail roof and hanging on the side rather on top like his little brother. It was just them, their two other brothers; sledding on the ground, and the last truck in their sight. "WHOA!"
There was no-one left in the chosen vehicle as the two mutants did their work by throwing them out. Anyone can find them still on the mountainside; groaning in pain. So the car itself is a driverless one. Without someone at the wheel, the vehicle was going with the flow of a white raging landslide.
Mikey and Raph were virile screaming at the rough ride as the car was taking in every bump along the way. Thanks to one of them, it causes the red turtle to flip over the hood and grab onto the other side. The white wave nearly swallows the two brothers but like any surfer, they managed to escape the closing wave to the fresh air. The car eventually steers onto its side, causing it to tip over and fly off the road.
Mikey and Raph loses their grip on the damaged vehicle, takes a tumble on the hill before sliding on their shells. They then eventually meet up with their other brothers. One of them is still knocked-out with the other holding onto him. During this whole time, he has not once let go of his weapons. At least the sudden avalanche has stopped before it has dealt with some real problems.
If anyone is asking if the ride will ever end, there is some good news. The hill was getting less steeply than it was at the beginning. Meaning, they will slow down to stop. So, the heroes were going to be okay. Once they have come to a complete stop, they can finally catch their breath, (beat down the rest of the Foot if they survived), and make their way to the maintenance hatch that as Donatello predicated is at the bottom of the hill.
Donnie was latching onto Leo's right arm who was keeping him at a close distance since he isn't waking up from his last shock. "Come on, Leo, wake up!" he begged.
As Raph and Mikey were about to cross over, they bump into each other but doesn't knock either ways. The baby brother slides over to his left side. "Yeah!" he said, giving the unconscious leader a slap to the face. Donnie gives him one as well. Now is not the time to sleep. His eyelids are wide open but he's not responding. It wasn't enough to rouse him up. Even when they are sliding down a dangerous hill while still being hunted down by crazy criminals. Where's an alarm clock when you need one?
"If you wake up, I promise to do anything you say!" he pleaded for their leader to wake up. It is more likely that he will break that promise in the first minutes once Leo is awake. He looks behind him to see that the unexpected snow slip has vanished and the cream truck…was dead behind. It survived the avalanche?
Donatello release his hold on their leader; putting his trust in Mikey to secure him. The out-of-control trailer swings over the left, nearly knocking the mutants off the mountain. It has only been a few minutes since Donnie has checked his gauntlet for the fix on their location. And it has been a while since the team had a check-up on Shredder's location. He loads up his system to see the map.
"Guys! Shredder's chopper is 20 miles outside of New York City airspace!" he confirmed the update to the team. They managed to duck their heads in time before the trailer itself sways back to their left. It has slow down now, leaving the mutant brothers sliding right underneath it.
Raph was getting irritated by this. "Thanks for the traffic update, Donnie," he complained before violently shoving him. "You doing sports and weather next?" This was not the time to push buttons, Raph. Not after what Donnie has just discovered.
The smart turtle was getting a little ticked off of his brother's arrogance. The, he is not gonna like this next piece of news. "If you're gonna be nasty about it then I guess you don't want to know that there's a 500-foot drop-off…" he takes a quick look back at his gauntlet, "…in 53 seconds!"
Wait. What?
Did they hear Donnie right? Was something horrible going to happen in the next minute?
The two turtle looked forward to see that the brainiac wasn't kidding. From a distance, it looked like a small hill. It is what's over it that is…terrifying. Raph instantly takes back the attitude that he pulled on Donnie.
As they were arguing, Leo has finally snapped back to reality. That is when his ears did pickup at something that Donnie mention just only a second ago.
The dumbfounded Raph looks ahead with his brother. "Are you saying there's—"
The leader jolts up, pointing his finger at the impending obstacle. "A CLIFF!"
Raph and Donnie turned their heads inwards to see the shocked look on their Fearless Leader's face up close. Hearing the "c-word", this cause Leo's brothers to yell. There was no end to the hill. It only leads them to their end.
The blue turtle looks up at the moving truck right above them. Wait, who was driving this thing ag—
Dreadfulness has appeared on his face. He remembers very clearly that Raph has brought some help with him to free them. April, Sally…and the third human with them. Do they have any idea that that they are in danger? That they were about to go falling off the edge? No. It's either they don't know or they are not aware of the cliff up ahead. The Turtles can save themselves but the humans cannot. Now that he is awake, someone needs to retrieve them. And fast!
He draws his blades back safety into their gauntlets. "We need to get April and Sally out of there!" Since he was knocked out for most of the trip, the leader volunteers to do so to make up for it. "Raph, heads up!"
Hearing his brother's command, Raph too understand that he didn't come to the Sacks' HQ alone. Both April and Sally, along with the extra human with them – Vern, was it – are still inside the truck. And they have absolutely no idea that they will go overboard in less than a minute!
Good thing he was out in front of him. Raph slides out from under the large vehicle and turns over onto his side before sliding on his knees. Thanks to the soft snow, he will only get burns, no scratches. He gestures his hand to Leo to grab on. Once their hands are locked, Raph pulls him up onto his shell for support. The leader places both his feet on the top part of his shell before he pushes up to grab the edge of the trailer.
Mikey was gliding underneath the moving trailer when Raph is helping the awaken leader up the side. "Don't forget the old guy!" he pointed out.
No kid! Now, the Fearless Leader has three people to worry about. Pulling himself up onto the roof, he does a shoulder roll before standing on his two feet. He runs down towards the front, doing a little trip in the process before of the unstable rocking. Coming up to the front end of the vehicle, Leo does a small cartwheel. His hands grips onto the edge of the truck's roof to make sure that he doesn't slip off until he falls on the side and grips onto the metal handrails. Being a tall mutant, his feet makes contact with the ground while on a moving vehicle. His left hand loses his grip on the handrail but manages to hang on with his right. His feet were skidding across the snow before lifting them off.
Grabbing on the second metal rail again, Leo places his feet on the steps before grabbing hold of the knob to open the door.
Seeing the other mutant turtle opening the passage's door was unexpected for April, Sally and Vern. More like he has a panic look on his face. Once he has opened the door, his right hand now holds onto the plastic hand rail on the inside while his left stays onto the metal one.
"Hi, change of plans," he decrees.
They all looked confused. "What's going on?" Sally asked. Well, they'll know in about a second.
A loud vibrating sound was made. Wait, is tha— Which is when Leo looked passed the seated humans. There was one more truck in their sights. It was the cream armoured truck that has only survived the avalanche. And the lieutenant herself is controlling the launcher herself.
And it was aiming straight for them.
Leo was getting more aggravated by the second. And his face says it all. "Oh, come on." This has not been his or his brothers' day. The three humans quickly look over to their left. Now they see what the turtle meant.
"Guys, get down! Get down!" he barked. Only Vern and April duck while Sally falls back behind the seat.
Karai has locked onto the lone mutant and fires the shot. The cable goes flying straight towards it target and grabs on. Once the claw grabs onto the skin of the green ninja, it sends electrical currents into his veins once more. Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one to taste the shocking treatment.
Since April was close to him, she too gets zapped and screams by the effect. But only a small of it knocks the girl out completely.
Sally witnessed her friend getting shocked. "April!" She then processed to pull the claw off the mutant but earns a little zap when the contact was made.
Taking up most of the shock, Leo was starting to get very numb from its attacks. He is now desperately to pull the claw out; stopping the electrical flow, and to save the humans from going overboard.
The Foot has successfully coupled the main cable to the mutant once again. Karai starts to reel him in as her truck continues to drive the bumpy trail.
The jolt decreases a little as the turtle struggles to rip the claw out of his tough skin. Sparks are still emitting as the turtle groans in pain. Leo looks ahead him. He sees the ledge and they were getting closer by the second. They need to escape. Pronto!
From their point of view, the cable was still connected as the truck has swerve to its left, making the vehicle facing the side of their stolen truck.
Donnie looks at his gauntlet for the time limit. "Twelve seconds and we're going over!" he confirmed. They need to stop moving if they want to survive.
Raph and Mikey were just behind him, hanging onto the rims under the trailer. The leader of the team has been gone for a while now and there was no sign of the humans that he promised to retrieve. Seeing the long metal cable was the cause of all this. The cream truck with the cranky woman was the one holding him down, making the heroes getting much closer to losing this battle.
His brother needs his help. So does April, Sally and that Vern guy. If they die at this very moment, Sacks and Shredder will succeed in total domination of the entire city. But first, in order to stop them, they need to stop her.
Raphael has a plan, but it might be a crazy one if Leo doesn't approve it. Who cares? He was in trouble. "Hey, Donnie, do that fancy slingshot thing!" he suggested. Donnie looks over his shoulder to see his brother. "We got to take Little Miss Sunshine out!" Sounds crazy enough but…it might work.
They decided to ditch the truck. No need to use it anymore since it was about to fall off the mountain in less than 30 seconds. They release their grip on the rouge vehicle and pedal their hands to stir away from it.
Raph slides over to his brother left, ready in position. Extended his Bo-Staff with the press of his button, Donatello holds it over his head so Raphael was at arms-length. The fighter grabs hold of one end and the user on the other. It was time to fire their shot.
"Batter up!" the mutant batsman calls out. With his Bo-Staff in his mighty grip, he swings around his brother around him.
Gaining a lot more speed, Raph lets go of the stick and was shot out in front like a bullet. He stabs his Sais a split second into the snow to build up momenta for the tough reptile to go even faster and more altitude. He was doing a barrel roll. In mid-air! And he was flying right towards the terrorist herself.
Although she has her eyes set on the turtle with blue mask as a prize, Karai wasn't expecting the one with red mask; barrelling towards her. He was coming up very fast. She was unprepared of this attack and has nothing to counter it. This truck was built to withstand any firearms attacks. But a giant turtle barrelling towards her? She doesn't know. But she will find out vert soon. Giving a small surprised gasp, she ducks back into the truck and covers herself; bracing for the impact.
The red turtle Raphael himself has come in like a wrecking ball! Smashing his shell, the truck makes an enormous dint on the side. Glass from the truck's windows were smashed into thousands of bits. Doors are almost hinged off.
His glasses did come off during the smash and was perfectly sailing back to its respective place. The beige truck has taken a massive hit that flies off the ground. The damaged vehicle does a number of spins in mid-air before landing on the ground. It continues to do so while doors are breaking off of its weak hinges.
The tight cable was loosening after the truck goes off the road and losing its control. It free the turtle from being fried any more.
No longer in danger of the Foot, Leo was free to resume his main priority. It was time to go. He leans forward to grab hold of all three humans in the truck. "Grab on."
They did what they told. Well, almost everyone since April was still knocked out from the electric shock. Instead, Leo secures her in one arm, Vern in the other and Sally was squished up in the middle like a sandwich. But she does lock her tiny arms around the turtle's neck just in case.
With everyone accounted for, Leo shot out through the driver's window with the human in tow. The truck was on its side as the large turtle with three humans in his disposal landed with a big thump just right behind it. They all began to roll down the hill.
Karai was screaming with every bump that she makes. She feels like she was in a washing machine. But instead of getting wet and cleaned, she was getting bruised and muddy. So were the men in the truck with her. And it keeps on doing the motion until the very dented truck smashed up against the strong tree.
The truck may have come to a complete stop. But the cable is not. Since it was still connected to the large mutant and since no-one is holding it down, it continues to roll out. It's got to end at some point. And it did. Too bad it snaps off, thanks to the weight of the mutant turtle.
With the two girls in his hold and Vern who escaped his grip from the fall, Leo tumbles down the bumpy hill with his shell taking much of the damage. Vern was too flip-flopping but not as much. Once the rolling has stopped but only the sliding remains, the older human quickly spots the turtle and grabs hold of his arms once again. The end of the out-of-control truck has sway nearly over their heads before its back wheels were placed back on the ground.
The worst would be over for them now, right? It should. But they were still going fast. Why aren't they stopping? The sloop is now a smooth curved. It should have slow them down. Instead, they were going at the same speed as they were before. If it was Leo by himself, he would easily stop himself. But he has the humans in his procession and it was too much.
And they were still heading towards the ledge. And to their doom!
While sliding, Leo manages to see his little brother catching up to him. And the invisible cable sliding in the snow. "MIKEY!" he cries out through the booming noise of the stumbling truck.
After ditching the runaway truck, Mikey was on his big brother's tail. Not to mention that his two special ladies are with him as well. He had a feeling that they were going to need his help. And perfect timing too. "YEAH?"
"GRAB THE CABLE!" the leader begged. They were still going too fast. And they were getting too close to the ledge.
The orange turtle spots a long metal rope just slithering through the white blanket. He was sliding on his shell for almost the whole ride before switching over onto his plastron. Just like he was in a swimming pool, Mikey was on his stomach and paddles his hands into the snow.
The frayed end of the rope was just at the turtle's fingertips. After a few more paddling, his hands finally grip tightly on the sturdy metallic chain. "I got it! I got it!" Once he has grabbed onto it, he stands up and digs his heels deep into the ground; providing the restriction that he needs at this peril of the moment.
His brother has secured the other end of the line but they were still going fast. They were not slowing down. With no-one at the wheel, the truck tips onto its side. When made impact, the snow explodes; releasing a mist. One of the large wheel breaks off from the truck and flies away. It heads straight for Leo but the turtle sees it coming and manages to duck his head in time.
Using his free hand, Leo grabs hold of the male human that was trying to hold on while his other hand is clutching around the wire. The claw was still pinched into his skin so he does feel a bit of a sting that is peeling off in an uncomfortable, painful way.
Mikey was not letting the cable go. His heels are still dragging into the earth. No doubt that bruises are already forming. His straight legs are aching and ready to snap. But he wasn't giving up. His brother, his two lovelies and the old guy's lives are on the line here. "Hold on! Hold on!"
The first one to over the ledge was the impaired truck itself. It severed into two pieces thanks to a large rock and descends to the bottom of the high mountain. No-one was around to either stop or save it. Only the humans that were inside the truck by the eldest turtle himself.
Only a few meters between them and the ledge is dragging closer if they keep on going any further. It can't possible get any worse than sailing towards their death.
Mikey's feet get caught on a hidden log that the turtle didn't see. This caused him not only to trip over it and do a somersault but…to lose his grip on the metal cable. "Oh, no!" He slides to a stop, looks up and extends his hand out. "No, no, NO!"
That only thing that is holding onto his brother and the humans is slipping away. They slide to the edge and sail off into the open air before plummeting to the ground. The only thing that were heard as they head to the ledge was their screaming.
The lone turtle with the three humans in his hold have fall off the ledge and…disappeared. The cable itself also goes over the edge; too disappearing from the turtle's sight. Along with…them.
"Oh, nooooo…" Mikey…he was completely…horrified.
Shamefully, he slams his right fist down on the ground and slumps his head as well. His left hand was placed on top of his cold, shaking bald head.
"Poor Leo, April, Sally…and that other guy. They were so young. So beautiful," he dramatically wails. This is terrible. He was the only one who saw the outcome. What is he going to tell the others? That he has lost their brothers and the others? That they have failed to stop Sacks and Shredder from conquering the city by losing one of their own? It has always been a team of four and now, with a few allies at their side. And now,…it was a team of three. They have lost their father to the steel monster. They can't afford to lose their brother and three humans on the same day.
He has let his brother down, and his new gals down. He has failed. He would never live this down.
Raph comes sliding up past him. "They ain't dead, numb nuts."
Astonished, Mikey poked his head up. Leo…and the others…alive? They survived! How?! They have to be Superman to at least survive a fall like that?! The orange turtle was screaming internally to hear this fabulous news. "Oh…" He only pokes a smile on his face, instead. "Right on."
He knew it. He KNEW IT. He knew that his brother was alive. He cannot die that easily. Any turtle like him can survive any danger that is thrown at them. Miley quickly gets to his feet by the time Donnie slides past him. He better hope that he is not wrong about their brother's fate.
It turns out Raph was right. They were saved…by the skin on Leo's shell.
Just before they took the fall of their own demise, Leo swiftly whips out his katana and stabs it on the side of the mountain just a foot down off the ledge. That was some quick thinking by the ninja turtle himself. Unfortunately, due to the extra weight, the blade slides another down foot. He lets out a groan when the sudden drop was made. If they don't think of something, it is sayonara for them. Where are the others? Hopefully, not too far behind. Only Vern and Sally were shaking with fear. They were this close to dying. April was still knocked-out. She has no idea how close they were to becoming sidewalk pancakes.
Sally was having a hard time looking down as her hands were locked around the turtle's neck and her chest was touching his. Despite the forced space under dire circumstances, she did look over her shoulder to see the ground below. Her eyes were pretty much opened and has not blinked once. "Oh boy."
Hooking his hands around the reptile's right arm, Vern has locked his eyes at the ground from this high up. "I hope you got a parachute under that shell," he begged. He has nearly wet his pants from this near-death experience.
Donnie was the first to the ledge, followed by Raph. He looks down over the edge; both relieved and thankful that his older brother and the humans were alive doing a little smirk. And what they have been looking for. "Hey guys! It's the maintenance hatch! Our ticket home!" he cheered. And thank goodness that the destroyed truck has landed nearly a football field away from it and not on the actual hatch. By going through the access, they would arrive into New York in a matter of minutes.
The exasperated turtle looks up. "A little help, PLEASE!" he barked. This was not the time to go sightseeing for the sewer line now. He and the others were close to death here. Any sooner and they would end up like the truck down there. Raph offers to help as he bends down onto his knees and grabs onto his brother's hand with his katana nearly secured into the stone wall. Gaining a good grip, he lifts them up with his massive strength and straighten his knees to stand up.
Checking his gauntlet for the third time in the row, Donnie has got the lock on the menace himself. "Guys, we gotta hustle. Shredder's over New York City!" he frightenely confirmed.
All the more reason to get a move on to get back home. It's no time like the present. Which only leaves one question: How do they get down to the maintenance hatch? Without falling to their doom this time?
WOW! Talk about a shortcut! Now, it is time to get to the city to stop the crazy man's plan. Once and for all, next time on:
Heroes in the Half-Shell: Getting up to the Roof
Author's Notes: Sorry for the late. And sorry about the next chapter title. Tried to come up with it but this is another short chapter, trust me. Plus, Team One do try to get to the rooftop of Sacks Tower while Team Two go look for Sacks. And the final battle will break down into three, maybe four parts depending on how we go for time.
First off, you guys would have noticed something that has happened to Sally. Yeah. Weird, right? Well I have this whole thing planned out. If there is any news on what the third movie is going to be about (although nothing is planned at the moment), I would write up a draft about it.
My idea for a third movie if we have one is either about time-traveling to Ancient Japan (like in the original third movie) or traveling to Dimension X to fight against Krange. Those are my ideas. If you like any of them, send me a PM or a review.
Also! Since I am making the sequel, I could REALLY use some help of making up the title! Before this story comes to a close, if you guys suggest a few names for a great title, I will personally not only mention your name in the last chapter of this story,…you WILL get a sneak peek of what is in stores in the next story!
Speaking of stories, I am still working on my other FanFics. I just need time and a place to do so. I feel like I have abandoned them for good. But I haven't. I just never got the chance to get around them.
Well, my next chapters are short ones. So, prepare for that!
For my Let's Watch! series, TMNT 2k3 is done, Sonic X is done, TMNT 1987 is in progress, Sonic Boom is too in progress, TMNT 2012 is in progress, and Raven's Home is also in progress. It is not my FanFics that are keeping me occupied. Stay tuned for them!
Anyway, you guys take care of yourselves! We are almost there! YEAH!
Until we meet again,
The DragonLord2912