Donnie dropped a little of the ooze onto his hand, and it slowly morphed into five fingers, which then refused back into three.
But what astonished and alarmed Ming the most was when Leo told Donnie to never tell them; Mikey, Raph, or herself.
Immediately, of course, the two eavesdroppers beelined for Raphael, who was doing bench-presses.
"What?" He demanded.
While Mikey spilled the story, Ming slipped out for a little bit, determined to be absent when Raph confronted Leo.
She sat on the rooftop, breathing in the cool night air, and then noticed something odd. A shadowy figure was moving across the rooftops. Fast. She took chase, determined to stop the foot ninja or criminal or whoever.
Damien Lucifer Satan, son of the Devil and Prince of Hell was racing his friend, Tweet, to the nearest satellite tower. They were hoping to find a way to exemplify the search power and connection of the Tenhai crystal in Damien's pocket. The blue crystal was magically bonded with Damien's twin, Amingethia, whose ten-year banishment was ended today.
"Hurry up, Tweet. Faster we find her, the better." Damien urged, as they climbed to the top of the tower. Tweet tilted the dish a little more to the left.
"I know, I know. Funnily enough, this isn't the craziest thing you've convinced me to do." Tweet grunted, taking the Tenhai crystal from Damien.
Damien shifted his feet. It was a cold night, and the chilly metal of the tower was starting to hurt his hands. He used magical fire to warm them as best he could, and kept working. While the cold was harsher for him due to Hell being his home, the urgency to find his twin was more overpowering.
Amingethia had been Mind-Wiped, all her memories had been stolen and hidden, suppressed within her mind. She had to be placed on Earth in the form of a small human child, raised by whoever could have found her as a mortal. Damien had hidden her in the failing superstructure of an old abandoned building, hoping that nobody would find her and that she would die, her soul returning to Hell as it did when a demon died. Then all he had to do was help her hide until ten years were up. It had been Amingethia's idea.
Unfortunately, that plan had failed. Somebody had found her, saving her at the last minute.
Now his job was to use her Tenhai crystal to recover the lost princess. And who better to help with that than the smartest ghoul in Damien's father's court?
"Okay. Spell's cast. It just needs to stay in position with the satellite dish for ten minutes, and-" Something large went flying, crashing into the satellite dish, throwing it off course and Damien and Tweet to the ground in opposite directions.
Damien groaned as he stood up. He had landed hard on his left shoulder, and it now ached with a dull pain. He cast a small healing spell, sighing with relief as the pain lifted.
A girl about his height stood there in a black jumpsuit. She had blond hair and blue eyes and a steely glare.
"Who do you think you are?" Damien demanded. Nobody was going to stand between him and his sister if he had anything to say about it.
"I don't know what you think you and you're friend were trying to do with that satellite dish, but it's now hopelessly off course ad likely destroyed. Your evil plans are foiled. Give up." She replied.
Her voice was familiar and played at the edge of his memory, but he pushed it away.
"I'm Damien Lucifer Satan. I'm searching for the lost Princess Amingethia. And I refuse to let you try and stop me." Damien snarled, pulling out his pistol.
Ming glared at the pistol. The boy, Damien, could hardly be older than her by much, but something about him intimidated her slightly.
"Trust me, you don't want to do this." She warned.
"I think I do." The gun shot. The bullet stopped an inch from Ming's face and dropped to the ground.
"Still think so?" Ming smirked, then pulled out Leo's sword, which she had accidentally-on-purpose stolen without permission, attacking him.
He tried several ways of blocking and retaliation, most with magic. Ming was surprised, his powers were strong. Stronger than hers, almost. But then, she couldn't wield her powers with as much ease and familiarity as he could. He would have been raised knowing everything about him, wouldn't he? She had no clue. Ming had been raised by four turtles and a rat, all with no powers anywhere near her own. Splinter couldn't train her them and trust them as he could with Ming's reflexes and skills.
Suddenly, the other boy, with skin so pale it appeared to have no blood behind it and hair just as blond, appeared, stretching out an arm and controlling vines to appear out of nowhere and ensnare Ming.
She struggled, but the vines grew more and wrapped around her tightly, restraining her and choking her. Ming struggled more violently, but the more she fought, the tighter the vines became.
"That's enough, Tweet. Don't kill the mortal."
The vines slithered away suddenly. Ming choked and gasped.
Damien looked down at her with mild interest.
"She's not a threat."
Damien turned and walked away. Tweet followed loyally.
Whoever that girl was, why ever she thought it her business, or why she thought she could take him on, he didn't know, but he had to find Amingethia, and he couldn't let some random nameless vigilante stand in his way.