The Technodrome groaned as the energy emerged from its core, and the laser shot into the ground, burning a hole into the middle of the city. As the energy passed, nothing happened at first, but after a few seconds, blue shining particles rose and formed themselves into little soldiers that were weaponized from head to toe. They roared, their laser-eyes blazing with pure anger and rage and got into a fighting position. The sound of soothing and screaming filled the air as they attacked, killing every residence they met.

Magenta irises watched the scenario from the ship, a grin on their owner's face. Pink, thick tentacles twitched and twisted then and there, the muscles flexing with every breath it took. "You won't get through that!", a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he turned a little bit to inspect the other fairly interesting scenario happening before him. The turtles laid on the floor, two of them unconsciousness, the other two bounds by mechanical chains he had invented a few hundred years ago when he had to deal with an annoying species.

Behind them, there stood another creature, a human, a man, dressed in a black, leather-armor, two blades stuck out of his black glove. Dark eyes stared at those reptiles, pulling more of his weight on them to torture them some more, a smirk hidden behind the helmet he wore. "We already have!", he laughed as he walked towards them, and gesturing towards the city. "Your city is crumbling, the humans are on their knees, and the Technodrome soon will be completed!" "Finally admit defeat!", another, pretty heavily accented voice spoke and the red masked turtle, also known as Raphael, growled at the human. "Never, Shred-head!"

Shredder only laughed deeply in his throat and pressed his boots against the younger's back, forcing his into the cold metal of the floor. The warlord turned back to the chaos and seated himself on top of his robotic-body, his eyes fixed on it. "I don't care if they do, Shredder.", he told him. "I personally think it's much more fun when they try to fight, it makes this whole trouble more worth it." One tentacle made a unknow gesture and chains suddenly shot from the ground, binding the turtles where they are, till the two still consciousness brothers were unable to move. After the human made sure that they really were trapped, he walked forward, coming or a halt just next to the oldest creature on the Technodrome.

"What now, Commander?", he asked in his accented voice and stared into those magenta orbs, that were directed at him. "Now, we wait. My soldiers will destroy any resistance in the next twenty-four hours. After we are done with this country, we'll move on. Piece by piece, we'll take over the planet, over each and every land." A rough laugh escaped the warlord's throat and he turned to the turtles again. "And you can't do anything about it!" "Wait until we get out of here! We'll take you down." "Yeah, we'll squish you back into that robot of yours and throw ya back where ya came from!", the two brothers cried, but again, the oldest creature on the Technodrome laughed. "Oh, I don't think so!"

A grin spread across the warlord's face and two pillars rose from the ground, spreading ice on all four of them, chuckling at their shocked and pained screams. Shredder seemed taken aback for he took one step back and his eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of him. A few seconds passed, and the frozen statues of the brothers suddenly went down, and they were locked away in some kind of container. "Another defeated enemy. I love when another war works just like planned.", Krang purred and shook himself to get rid of the slime that was collecting on his skin.

Some drops hit the human's shoulder, who made an annoyed sound and wiped it away before realization hit him what his partner just said. "Wait…another war?", he asked, his eyes widening. "You fought others?" The warlord laughed, but this time, it was a deep, rumbling sound that echoed through the warship, which was slowly stealing more and more of the sun. "Of course. Do you think this is my first dimension, Shredder? No, not at all. I'm the lord of so many dimensions that I even forgot their names!"

Suddenly, the man was hoisted up and set onto the metallic shoulder, coming eye to eye with the brain-like creature. "This is the day of our victory, and I think this day should be celebrated! And I think I know just the right thing for that, but first…", a tentacle grabbed his arm, pulled a little bit of his gloves down to expose his skin, and suddenly rammed a syringe, injecting something inside him. Shredder cried out and pulled away, horrified. "What in the name of…?! What did you do to me?!", he yelled and put his gloves back in place, an angry look behind his mask.

The warlord only laughed, not faced at all by that threating tune the human used. "Don't worry, my dear friend. Nothing bad will happen. What did I do to you? Well, take off your mask, and you'll see." Those dark eyes narrowed in anger and distrust, but he complied. He could always put it back on, and Krang seemed to make no move to stop him. The first thing he did was to wipe the sweat off his face and he took a deep breath, looking…wait…he could breathe.

The older creature laughed and showed his many fangs, running his tongue over them. "This serum was created by me so that creatures that cannot breathe in this special atmosphere can survive. Don't worry about it warring off, it holds up for a really long time! Now, to the celebration…"

Hours have passed, and Krang's soldiers did not yield. Shredder sat in his new quarters in the Technodrome, a glass of wine in his hand, a grin on his scarred face. The warlord himself laid next to him, also grinning, too, a glass of wine in his tentacles. "Those pests are gone, and we sit here while those laser-fighters do all the work for us. It can't go better!" he growled and took another sip of wine, licking over his plump lip. The human grinned, laughed roughly. "Indeed. Just relax and celebrate! I definitely earned it after that fight with those four brothers.", he answered, his voice slurred.

Krang just had to look at him, and he instantly knew his partner was piss-off-drunk. His normally pale cheeks flushed, his eyes gloomy, and he looked like he would fall asleep in the next half an hour. It wasn't a shame, no, not at all. He himself had a lot of alcohol inside him that was pulsing through his veins and clouding his judgment. He could already imagine how he looked. He knew, when he was drunk, his skin turned a lot darker, almost to the point of red, his eyes would too, be glossy, and his voice was almost far too rough to understandable.

He reached out with one of his tentacles and brushed Shredders hair back, which was messy by now. "I'm seriously proud of ya, boy!", he slurred and stared in those dark eyes, which clearly struggled to focus on him. "What do you mean!", the human forced the words out of his throat and swallowed the rest of his wine. "I mean what ya did!", he purred. "Ya brought all parts of the arc capacitor, ya started it, and ya defeated da turtles with me! Good work!", he laughed.

Shredder laughed with him, and he threw a hand over alien's back, barely missing the har spiked that could so easily pierce through his skin. "That was my part of the deal!" Those strong fingers who had chocked out the life of several living beings started to caress the slimy skin of the warlord, and Krang started to purr, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through his whole body, and the human could feel it. Tiredly, he leaned against him. Too drunk to care, Shredder leaned against the head, letting a yawn escape his mouth, closing his eyes, falling asleep.

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Have fun waking up tomorrow, you two…