A Million Miles Apart

A/N: Hi! I was a bit faster with an update this time, but this time it's much longer! Hope that makes up for the fact that I was late with the last one.

And yes, I know I said in the last chapter that Moriah had a bow and arrows and not a sword, but I decided to change that, because I don't think that bows and arrows are that affective in a fight on a technologically advanced planet. And heads up, for a few new characters that will appear in this chapter, maybe as a cameo or maybe with a speaking and active role. Maybe a few from the 2k3 series.

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Chapter 6, Fugitives on the run

I barely had time to think up a strategy before the first man raised his gun and pointed it at me. I gripped my staff tighter in my hands and swung it across the man's weapon making him immediately drop it. He was so flabbergasted he didn't even think of defending himself and I knocked him across the head with my bo and he fell to the ground, unconscious. The very next second a bunch of new soldiers started to fire at me. I heard the Professor yelp and saw in the corner of my eye that he was hiding behind the container again. I had to keep an eye on that container and not let anyone sneak up to it and grab the Professor. I felt the laser bullets fly by me, kinda like the Kraang's bullets, so it was easy to dodge them and get up close to the soldiers without being hit.

The soldiers were surprised to see me move the way I did. I flipped over the bullets, knocked away another gun and kicked the soldier into a brick wall, hit one soldier over the head and watched him drop to the ground. One soldier had pulled out a long army knife and was about to slice me in the throat. Or so he thought, anyway. I caught the knife with my bo, the edge getting caught in the wood and startling the man in front of me. I took perfect advantage of that, hit the guy in the head with one end of the staff and then planted a kick in his stomach. He fell to the ground, groaning in pain, but I barely had any time to care more about him, as the remaining soldiers started to fire at me again. I quickly dodged the bullets, knocked one of them off his feet with low sweep kick and then punched him straight in the nose. I felt the bone break, and I shuddered slightly at the thought, but then got other things to think of as the second soldier tried to hit me in the head with his gun. I caught it with ease and yanked it away from him, much to his surprise.

"Didn't your mom ever teach you now to play with these kinds of toys? You could seriously hurt somebody." I smirked before I swung the gun at his head and knocked him to the ground as well. Only now did I notice that only one soldier was standing, and as he stood there I could see that he was a little scared. I smirked at him, aiming the gun at his head.

"Well, nighty-night, soldier-boy." I'm sure he thought I was gonna shoot him, but instead, with lightning speed, I knocked him over the head with it and he fell to the ground just like his pals had done. I looked out over the soldiers and I had to admit, I felt a little surprised at how easy these guys were to beat. Easier than the foot-bots or the Kraang droids. I put my bo staff back in the strap on my back and smiled proudly. Even if they were easy to beat, I wish my brothers could've been here to see me beat all these guys on my own.

"Hold that pose, you freak!" I looked up at Moriah, whom I had completely forgotten about during the fight with her soldiers. She had stretched out her arm out towards me and pushed a button on something that looked like a digital wristwatch and a blue, blinding light shot out at me; it kinda reminded me of Metalhead's scanner. It scanned through me from the left, then back to the right again and then it disappeared back into the wristband again. Moriah smirked, pushed another button and then drew her sword.

"Know this, you freak: by the end of the day you'll be a fugitive all over the planet. I have your picture, your DNA, and everything I need to know about you in my scanner. But, if you hand over the robot, I'll let you go free." I paled. If my face was shown all over the planet as a fugitive, a criminal, it would be even harder to get off the planet. But I couldn't give up the Professor. He was my friend. And he had saved my life, even if he didn't have to. No, I couldn't give him to Moriah. I drew my bo again and got ready to fight her.

"No way! I told you, if you want him, you'll have to go through me first. You want him, come and get him." It seemed like Moriah wasn't used to being talked back to, because her confidant smirk faded away into a confused frown, which she quickly shook off and tightened her hold of her sword.

"Well then, I hope you'll savor these minutes, because they'll be your last minutes alive." I gripped my staff tighter and we just stood there for a while, looking each other straight in the eyes, ready to strike, each in a fighting pose. Moriah made the first move. She raised the sword and swung it at my head. I was quick to block it, but I could feel the staff shudder as the edge of the sword hit the wood. She was strong, that's for sure. She immediately tried to strike again, but I blocked again, and this time I tried to hit her. I tried to hit her in the head, like I had done with her soldiers, but she was better trained than them. She saw the hit coming and blocked it with ease, kicking me right in the stomach!

"Oof!" I stumbled back and had to take a second to breathe. I saw her coming towards me with a raised sword, so I went down to the ground and performed a low sweep kick again, which made her fall to the ground with a thud. She quickly got up though, and now she looked pretty angry. I tried again to attack before she recovered enough to lift her sword again, and lifted my leg in a roundhouse kick, aiming for her shoulder. But she did a handspring away from me and let one of her hands drop from the sword and aimed a punch at my jaw. Thankfully I managed to catch her wrist, twist it and push it up against her back. I placed my other hand on her shoulder, pushed her down on her knees and tightened my grip on her wrist. She grunted in pain, dropped her sword and her face scrunched up, showing clear signs of pain.

Then she pulled her head forward and slammed the back of her head against my face, and before I could stop myself I cried out in pain and let go of her wrist and shoulder. She quickly grabbed her sword and swung at my face. And this time she managed to cut my cheek, leaving a laceration about as long as my thumb. She tried to swing again, but I managed to dodge before she could cut me again. I had dropped my bo on the ground when I had grabbed her and pushed her down on the ground before, but now I bent down, grabbed it and quickly put in front of me to block Moriah's next swing. This time when the sword got stuck in the wood, I yanked the sword out of her hands and threw it across the alley and I heard a 'clang' when the sword hit first the wall and then the ground.

Moriah got a little surprised when the sword was yanked out of her hands, but she didn't lose her head; she grabbed the gun in her belt and threw her 'kunai knives' at me to distract me while she drew the gun. I twirled my staff around, and the knives flew around me and then fell to the ground. I threw out my staff, making it look like I was trying to hit her in the head, and when she tried to dodge the attack, I knocked the gun out of her hands and kicked it away from her so she couldn't grab it again.

Moriah looked a little flabbergasted at the fact that I seemed to have the upper hand now, but she kept going. She lifted her leg for a high kick, but I went down to the ground and managed to sweep her over her feet, making her fall to the ground once again with a yell of pain. Before she could get up again, I flew on top of her and placed my bo against her throat so she couldn't, ending our fight. Moriah panted heavily, looked up at me in anger and surprise and squirmed to try and get away from me.

"Get off of me, you freak!" Hm, wonderful. Even on a planet filled with strange and different creatures and aliens, I was still considered a freak. Some things never change, do they? I placed the staff a little bit closer to her throat, making it harder for her to breathe.

"What use do you have of the teleportal? Why do you need it so much that you have to attack people and have soldiers out 24/7 to get it?" Moriah's eyes narrowed and she managed to headbutt me again, got to her feet, grabbed her weapons and ran for it. But she stopped on the street and turned back to me. She placed her hand on her hip and smirked lightly.

"That's for us to know, and you to find out! But, I hope I'll see you around some more. I'll be looking forward to a rematch." Then she ran up the street and disappeared. I looked after her and tried to catch my breath. I had won the match. Well, sort of, she had managed to escape, but I had defeated her. Ooh, how I wish that my brothers could've seen that! I turned towards the container.

"Professor? Professor, are you there? Are you alright?" The robot looked up from behind the container and up at me. I reached out my hand for him to grab and then helped him to his feet again. He placed his hand on my back and looked down on me with the best smile he could give.

"Oh my word, Donatello. That was fantastic! I have never seen anyone fight like that before, and you stood up against Moriah, one the best warriors on the planet! I have to say, Donatello, I am impressed!" I beamed with pride and a blush spread across my cheeks. Like I said, it wasn't often I got compliments for being a skilled fighter, so it was nice to hear. I shrugged and tried to wave it off. I was modest by nature.

"Hehe, gosh, it was nothing, really. I've just been trained by the right teacher." Just as I had said that I regretted it. Not that it wasn't true, but now that I had said it, I immediately started to miss Master Splinter. How had he taken the news of my disappearance? He had already lost a child before, how would he take it to lose another one? I shook it off and grabbed the Professor's arm, dragging him along.

"Come on! We have to keep moving before a new group of soldiers finds us!"

The walk towards the room where my father currently was felt like it took forever. For one kind of obvious reason, the room was in the other end of the big house so it took a while to walk there from the entrance. And second, I wasn't that happy about telling him what I had to say. That I had been so close to capturing the Fugitoid and bring it to him, but I lost to a lower-class alien freak! He was a skilled warrior, I'll give him that, but still. That I had lost to an alien and also been kicked to the ground! I would have to train harder and bring more weapons for the next time we found him.

There were two soldiers standing outside of the door to the Control Room, where everybody inside checked their computers to find the Fugitoid. My father was usually there, watching over their work so he could easily give orders to the troops, should he have to. And more often than not, he did. The soldiers bowed to me and lowered their guns as a sign of respect.

"Miss Moriah." I nodded to them and walked inside. As I entered to room I saw that Father was angry, making me less than happy about telling him the news I had to give him. He was standing up and yelling at a woman with green hair and normal human skin color.

"You still haven't found anything yet?! You stupid woman, how hard is it to track down one damned fugitoid and capture it?" General Blanque was a tall, muscular man and had red hair and green eyes, just like me. He had a jacket, in the same brown color that I had on my vest and the Federation symbol on the right side of his chest- a picture of D'hoonib with a four-point star all over it, and black pants. He had a scar over his left eye and his hands were also scarred from years of fighting in the field, meaning that many aliens and even Federation Soldiers were scared of him. And right now he held that poor woman in a tight grip, shaking her roughly.

"Now you listen here, you foolish girl: if you haven't found anything by the end of the day, I will make sure that you'll never-!" I rolled my eyes, this conversation was heard every single day but he knew he couldn't get rid of his computer experts, since he had no patience when it came to technology. I took a deep breath and walked up to my Father.

"Father." He was surprised at being interrupted but when he saw me, he let go of the woman and walked up to me with a smile on his face. Though with the scar and his constantly angry eyes made it look pretty scary instead of welcoming. But I was used to it. He placed a strong, scarred hand on my shoulder and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Ah Moriah, my girl. I trust you have some good news for me, for a change." I took a deep breath and looked down at my feet. How was I supposed to give him this news without having him freak out? I knew I could very well lie, so I just looked up at my father again and looked him in the eyes.

"We spotted the Fugitoid at the town square, hiding in the shadows and trying to sneak away from us. We were close to capturing him, but he wasn't alone. He's managed to get some sort of reptile freak to protect him. He beat all our soldiers and was close to finishing me! We-" I gulped down a lump in my throat, "-we lost the Fugitoid." At first, nothing happened. But then I felt a strong hand slap my cheek and I fell to the floor from the force of it. My cheek turned slightly purple, and I felt the taste of blood on my tongue. I had accidentally bit myself.

"You lost it? How could you lose the Fugitoid, Moriah?! Do you know how important it is for our people to get that robot? How much power we could have if we can get our hands on that Teleportal? And you lost it?!" I sat up, looked up at my father through my long, red bangs- which had fallen in front of my eyes.

"We have never seen a foe like this one! He was not only able to fight, but was also fast, flexible and able to sneak around in the shadows! We couldn't fight him, but we did our best! We'll catch him next time, I know-" Father slammed his fist into the wall and that made me shut up.

"Enough! You know I do not tolerate failure, Moriah! How can I trust you to lead one day if you can't even catch one simple robot when it's right in front of your nose?!" He raised his hand to strike again and I covered my face with my arm, but a new voice was then heard.

"But it wasn't her fault!" Both my father and I looked up. In the corner of my eye I saw I saw my little sister, Starlee; a young twelve year old girl with dark purple hair and a tablet in her hands. She had looked up from the tablet though and had clearly been listening to our conversation I wished she could leave the room, but I knew she wouldn't, with her being Starlee. She had put her tablet down and stood up, glaring at our father.

"She was doing her best and was beaten by someone who was more skilled than her and had skills she couldn't see coming! What did you expect her to do? Be invincible?" I looked over at Starlee and wanted to tell her to stay out of this. This didn't concern her, but my father had a soft spot for her so he lowered his hand and his anger slowly faded away.

"Starlee, you shouldn't mind us and what we talk about. Focus on your work and what you have to do. Leave me to talk to Moriah." Starlee walked up to our father and looked up at him straight in the eyes.

"Daddy, why do you have to be so tough on her? She's doing her best to please you, but all you do is yell at her. Why? Can't you see that she's trying?" Father sighed heavily, placed his hand over his face and rubbed his forehead with two fingers. I slowly got up from the floor and glared at Starlee.

"Starlee, stay out of this! Don't you have some work of your own to do, like tracking down that stupid robot?" Father turned to me with angry eyes and raised his hand again, threatening to hit me.

"Moriah, don't talk to your sister that way! Starlee has managed to pinpoint the location of the Fugitoid more than fifteen times today and sent troops there to catch it! And you have only failed in capturing it when it was right in front of you. I am disappointed in you." I lowered my head in shame and looked down at the floor. Starlee looked up at our father and put on her 'cute eyes'.

"Daddy, please. She's doing her best. She's been leading the troops well, she's a highly skilled warrior and is the best leader we have except for you. And she always listens to you, obeys you and tries to please you. Can't you cut her some slack, just for once?" I looked over at Starlee and eyed her up and down.

She truly was the beauty of the family. With her long, thick, wavy purple hair that she always had tied in a ponytail, big purple eyes, freckles over her nose and cheeks, she looked really cute, and if it wasn't for those tech-goggles (that she for the moment had pushed up on onto her forehead) and that headset she would be much cuter. But she was still pretty, wore a black t-shirt, a brown vest, skintight black pants and brown boots, -which I guess I should say were the planet's military's colors- and the clothes hugged her slender body just perfectly. And to top it all off, she was free from wounds and scars, which made her stand out in this family. She also clearly resembled our mother to a T. I could understand why our father always went easy on her and treated her like a princess. He looked down at her, placed his hand on her shoulder and looked her in the eyes.

"Starlee, you have a big heart and a gentle nature, which is something you've gotten from your mother and I love you for it. But this is a time of war and we have to be hard and tough in order for us to win. Failure simply isn't an option. Do you understand me?" Starlee frowned sadly and nodded. I could sympathize with her in a way; she was a smart and gentle soul who had very little experience of how our world worked since she always worked in the lab and computer rooms. For her, it didn't make sense for people to be rude or cruel. I placed my arm around her shoulders and smiled down at her, and then looked up at my father.

"Don't you worry about the alien reptile, Father. I have scanned his body and DNA, and have his picture in my scanner. We can put it up on every screen and display in this city. We'll have him captured or at least found any of these days." He nodded at me and then turned to Starlee.

"Very well. Moriah, go out there and try to find that robot and his little friend! Destroy that reptile freak for all I care, but if you find the robot, bring it to me alive! Starlee, take her scanner and place this creature's face all over the planet! And when you're done, please check in on your sister, will you? She's hasn't been heard of for the entire day. Try to talk some sense into her." We both nodded and I handed over me scanner to my sister and placed my mouth close to her ear, whispering to her.

"Good luck with her, you're gonna need it." Starlee nodded, connected my scanner to her tablet, pressed on a few buttons and then a picture of the strange terrapin creature showed up on every computer screen in the room.

"Done, and ready to be sent out to every screen and display in this city. It'll be out there in five minutes." Father nodded and Starlee sent out the picture. And just as she was about to walk out of the room, he placed his hand on her shoulder and tried to look gentle.

"Please, try to make her understand that I'm doing this for her own good." Starlee nodded and walked out of the room with her tablet under her arm.

I walked up the stairs towards my big sister's room. I was a bit nervous about having to talk to her. Not that she was a bad person, but she did have an attitude. Jhanna was very rebellious, strong-willed and had stubbornness to spare. She was nice to me but she usually snapped at our father and Moriah, for a reason I didn't understand. I guess she didn't agree with their thoughts and ideals.

I walked up to her door, which was guarded by two soldiers with weapons at the ready in case she got out, and gently knocked on the door. There was no response, so I looked up at both the soldiers.

"How's she been today?" One of them lowered his weapon and tried to look kind, but failed since kindness wasn't a common trait among these soldiers.

"She's been really quiet for most of the day, but she won't answer anyone who tries to talk to her." I nodded, walked up to the door and walked in. Jhanna was sitting on the broad window sill with her knees pulled close to her chest and folded arms. Her long blue hair was tied into her usual pigtails and since she sat down, her hair almost touched the floor. She was armed with her sword, and was looking out over the city.

"Jhanna, are you okay?" She looked up at me with tired and angry green eyes, and then looked back out over the city. I walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Jhanna, please, can't you try to see that Daddy's only locking you in your room because you never listen to him? It'd be a lot easier for all of us if you would just try to listen to him and see things the way he does." Jhanna glared up at me, shook off my hand and looked me straight in the eyes. She was angry, but not at me.

"See things his way? Are you kidding me? Starlee, look out there! He's leading us into a war, and he'll stop at nothing to get what he wants! Even if it means destroying the planet and everyone who lives here! Can't you see that he's just using you and Moriah to get what he wants?" I backed away from her and pulled my hand to myself. She had quite a temper.

"No, he's not! He loves us, just like Mom does! He wants to keep the planet and us safe from being taken over by other aliens! And the teleportal will help us with that!" Jhanna just rolled her eyes at me and stood up.

"Oh, sure. Tell yourself that all you want, but it's not true! I'm not going to stay here!" She bent down and picked up a bag, swung it onto her back and walked over to the window. I felt my body grow cold, ran over to her and grabbed her arm.

"What? Leaving? Why? You can't leave, you're my sister and I don't want you to leave!" She looked at me with sympathy and placed both hands on my shoulders, looking me straight in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, Starlee, but I can't live like this anymore. Dad just doesn't understand me, he has Moriah in the palm of his hand and I can't let him take over this planet with me sitting on the sidelines." She then grabbed my hands and leaned down so we were face to face. "And you can come with me! We can live on our own and won't have to care about Dad or anyone else!" Shocked, I pulled my hands away from her and backed away.

"No, no! I can't leave, what about Moriah and Daddy? What'll they do?" Jhanna grabbed my shoulders again, shook me and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Starlee, our mother left the planet long ago, Moriah is obsessed with pleasing Dad and Dad is obsessed with finding the Fugitoid! What do we have left? Come on, Star. We could be happy on our own." I bit my lip, shook my head and backed away again.

"No. I can't. I'm sorry, but I can't." Jhanna nodded slowly, looked down at the floor and then turned back to the window. She opened it and picked up a pair of daggers and climbed out of the window, jabbing the daggers into the stone that made up the walls of our house and pulled up the black scarf tied around her neck, so it covered her mouth.

"Tell the soldiers that you found me gone and that you have no idea where I am. And... Goodbye, little sis." I nodded, dried a tear away from my eye and watched Jhanna climb down the wall. I watched her climb all the way down and run away into the dark, with her bag slung over her shoulder. I closed the window and walked out if the room, telling them that she was gone. And my sadness helped me make the lie more convincing.

"General Blanque, sir! I swear, we all kept an eye on the door the whole time, but we failed to notice how she did it! We didn't even notice she was gone, we... we!" Daddy rolled his eyes, raised his hand to silence him and put on his stern face again.

"Speak up, soldier! What has happened?" It was clear that he had an idea of what the soldier was about to say, but still wanted to hear him say it. Moriah, who had yet to leave and go to back to her search for the Fugitoid, and I looked at each other with an understanding between us. We both knew what had happened, and it wasn't that surprising that Moriah knew too, without me saying anything. The soldier swallowed loudly and rubbed his neck nervously, while trying not to look at our Father.

"Well, you see, sir... Well um, see your daughter, I mean... Ugh, i-it's Jhanna sir. She's, well she's, managed to escape the house... Again." Fire started to spark in Father's eyes and he slammed his hand into the wall again, leaving a dent.

"What?! Again! Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?! Find her immediately, get your troops together and find her! Bring her back home, and keep her here! Lock her in a cell if you have to, but do not let her get out again! You hear me?! FIND HER!"

A/N: Okay, a lot happened in this chapter and I understand if some of you might find it a little rushed. But there was so much I wanted to fit into this chapter, so I might have overlooked a few things. And three characters were introduced, and two of them had a role here. General Blanque I have mentioned before, but Starlee is a less famous character from the less successful season 6 of the 2k3 Cartoon were the turtles are in the future. She's a young, smart and cute character who, I kind of assumed were of the same 'species' as Jhanna and Moriah, so I made the three of them sisters and also to add some drama for the future. And Jhanna will be introduced a bit better in the next chapter!

Hope you liked this chapter and please review, favorite and follow! G'night everybody!