In New York, Randall had finally come up with his plan to take out Yogami. He had researched where the maniac was and he was going to take him out of the picture, permanently!

He had also looked up what Splinter had mentioned. The Ninja Tribunal and found nothing on them. Oh well. Back to business. He would be sure to find out more about them when his friends returned.

Randall knew that taking on an enemy alone was foolhardy, but this, he was sure he could do alone. He knew how to be sneaky and stealthy.

Randall didn't tell April where he was going in person, but he left a note saying he was going on a patrol by himself and would be back when he got back, should she come down to the basement looking for him.

The Dark Dragons had moved their facility from Queens to the Bronx, that was real close to Coney Island. After their other facility had been somewhat destroyed, they had sought new lodgings.

Randall stuck to the rooftops or sides of buildings. He stayed invisible mostly. He only allowed his eyes and mouth to become visible.

It was a long walk to where he needed to go, it took a couple days in fact for him to get there. He saw that those dirty Dragons had another tall building for their headquarters. But all Randall wanted was their leader. He was doing this for his friends, and he didn't know if they would come back alive or not.

Under cover of darkness, and staying invisible, not knowing if they kept cameras on the outside of the walls or not, he was able to make his way to the top on the outside. He snuck inside when he reached the top.

He knew who Yogami was. He just needed to get him in his most easy form, without his armor on. The turtles had told him that they had taken him on when they had been trying to save Don's life a few weeks ago. But aside from when Yogami wasn't in his armor, he also wanted to get him when his guard was completely down.

Randall saw the top office that this was indeed, Yogami's own personal office and home part of the building. He didn't see anyone around for the moment. He had learned better patience techniques from the turtles and Splinter. He made himself visible for a few moments and kept to the ceiling. But, when he heard sounds coming from the door, he vanished.

Yogami came into the room, talking to one of his associates. "So, you're telling me the turtles haven't been around?" he asked.

"Yes, Sir." the man replied.

"I'm sure they're still around. Find them! They will pay for what they stole from me!" Yogami exclaimed.

"But didn't you steal the Heart of Tengu from Karai?"

"She had no use for those Mystics. I did though." Yogami said.

Randall realized the crystal the turtles had stolen from Yogami might have been this Heart of Tengu they were talking about, but he didn't care about that. From what he was hearing, this maniac needed to be dealt with even more so.

"Thanks for your report, but tomorrow, you all will go out and search for the turtles again." Yogami ordered. "Leave me."

"Yes, Sir. Goodnight." the man said, and left the office.

As late as it was, around one in the morning, it sounded like Yogami was going to be heading for bed. Randall grinned slyly. Perfect! He stayed perfectly quiet as he followed the evil human to his bed chamber. Yes, this would be the perfect place to get him.

He watched as the man changed into this bedtime clothes and he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and such. Randall took the opportunity to get down off the wall and under the bed so he could let himself be visible for a few moments. He had to keep his blending under control, and long periods of blending often had to be met with a break from it too, every here and there.

Randall heard Yogami in the bathroom, shuffling around as he made himself visible. He didn't want the man to see him until the last possible moment. He could get him when he fell asleep, but then, getting access to what he needed would be better while he was awake. But since this guy was a highly skilled fighter, he had to tread carefully.

Yogami finally came out of the bathroom, yawning. He didn't know he had company in his room. He was ready for some much needed rest and to begin anew to hunt down the turtles tomorrow. He had his guard down for the moment. Randall vanished and got out from under the bed.

He sat down on the bed, about ready to pull the blankets over himself when he heard a soft, raspy-like voice, "You will never get a chance to hunt down the turtles again."

Yogami jumped up in a hurry. "Who's there?!" he demanded. He looked around and didn't see anything.

The voice chuckled. "You think you are such a powerful person. You think you have the right to rule the world, and you don't let anything stand in your way, regardless of who you hurt."

"Whoever you are, show yourself, you coward!" Yogami demanded angrily.

"That's what you are. Especially after what you did to Leonardo." the voice stated seriously.

"I still aim to take that turtle down! He is a big sentimental fool! They are all disgusting creatures that belong in a swamp, not here in this city!" Yogami said. He went for a knife that was under his pillow. But how could this person know about that? "Now show yourself!"

"Your orders have no sway over me. You are such a stupid, pathetic waste!" Randall repeated what he had said to Sullivan a long time ago.

"Where are you?! Who are you?!" Yogami demanded. He thought it was one of the Foot Tech ninjas. "If you are one of the ninjas, I will make you suffer for your insubordination!"

"I'm not even in your employ, you lying snake!"

Yogami began trying to sense around him, but then, he felt a whip-like whack on his legs and then he fell to the floor, knocking the knife from his hand. He fell on his face. He tried to go for the knife again. He grabbed it and got up. He began slashing at the air.

Randall stayed low. He then stood upright. He was ready for the kill. He knew that simply scaring this guy wasn't enough. As the evil leader, Randall had to take him out permanently.

The man was scared. He was fighting something or someone he couldn't see. His armor was elsewhere. Then he tried running for the door.

"Oh no you don't!" Randall said and he ran after him, and body blocked him, making him fall. He used his tail to whack him in the face. It made Yogami teeter a moment and hold his face.

Yogami started going mad, slashing at every direction. "Where are you?!" he demanded.

"I'm the last thing you'll ever see." Randall said.

Randall knew to make his move when the man had to catch his breath. Yogami couldn't find him.

Yogami couldn't see or smell what was hunting him this night. Then he was grabbed from behind, the knife forced out of his hand, and he was wrestled to the floor. He struggled to get away. He heard grunting and growling from his attacker. The body was longer than his and he felt his neck start to be constricted.

He tried to grab at what was holding his throat, but he couldn't when his arms were restrained.

Randall's front legs and lower arms were restraining his arms as his upper body was wrapping around his neck and Randall tightened his elastic body around him.

Yogami could feel a scaly surface, but he was desperate to free himself. His legs flailed like crazy. The grip continued to tighten.

Soon, Yogami couldn't take anymore and his neck snapped under the pressure. He stopped flailing about and went limp in Randall's grip.

Randall pulled one last time to make sure he was dead. "Die, you freaking asshole!" he snapped. When the body moved no more, Randall finally let go.

He stepped away from the body of Yogami. The eyes were wide open in solid terror. "You deserved to die as the evil human you were." Randall growled at the dead human. "Rot in hell!" he said, and then went to find his way out. He made sure to stay invisible.

The Dark Dragons would be sure to find their fallen leader tomorrow when he either started smelling bad, or when he didn't show up to his meetings. Randall didn't care about that though.

Randall was just glad that he had avenged Leonardo's torture from months ago, that had nearly destroyed the poor turtle. And none of them would ever have to worry about Yogami again. Now, he also wanted to sort something else out before he went home.

….

After it had been a couple of days since Randall had left, April was really worried about him. He had left his phone here at home so there was no way to track him down. She had Casey try to track him down.

Casey had an idea of where Randall went: to the new lair of the Dark Dragons. He drove his motorcycle there to find out.

Yogami would later be found the next day when he didn't show up to his meetings.

….

Randall had made it a good distance away from the Dark Dragon's headquarters. He was exhausted. Doing what the turtles would do if they were a good distance away from home, he found an empty wooden water towel and settled into it for some rest. His next aim was to head to the Foot headquarters. He had a goal of talking to Karai.

He did want to go home after accomplishing his goal, but talking to Karai was something he had to do to justify it for his friends. For however long they would be gone.

He slept well into the next morning and Yogami's death was on the news, that something had murdered him in cold blood.

….

April saw the broadcast, and it worried her. She had a feeling Randall had done it, but she couldn't blame him for doing it. But if he was caught, it wouldn't be so easy to track him down. She began to think of a way that would be easier than just a phone, because he didn't carry his phone with him most of the time on missions. Maybe a transmitter under the skin would be better for him. She would talk to him when he got home.

Casey came back that morning and told her that Randall still wasn't back.

"I'm sure he's on his way back if he killed the Dark Dragons' leader. I couldn't find him around there when I looked." Casey said.

"I know he is too." April replied. "I just don't want him to wind up in a lab somewhere. The turtles aren't here to help this time."

"I'm sure he'll be fine. He knows how to be a sneaky lizard." Casey said.

"True, but humans with the technology they use are capable of using heat seeking vision too, like what Don uses. You've used it on the Foot Tech ninjas." April declared.

"Yeah, and it was wicked cool!" Casey proclaimed.

"All we can do is wait and give him the time he needs to come home, but when he does, he is going to be in for one big lecture from me!" April contempted.

"I could go and try to find him again." Casey said, but then he stumbled. April caught him.

"You aren't going anywhere right now, Casey Jones. You are going to get some sleep first. You've been out all night." she scolded. She helped him to the couch and got him to take his weapons and mask off. She tucked him onto the couch so he could fall asleep. "You can try tonight." she said.

"Thanks, babe." he smiled.

"Goodnight." April said. She went to go down to her shop to start her workday while Casey slept on her couch.

….

When nightfall came, Randall was up and about. He left the water tower. He was fully energized since he had gotten a full nine hours of sleep. He felt a little discomfort in his ribs from having done what he did last night, but didn't regret doing it. He had done it for the greater good; to protect his family.

He headed towards the Foot house, where he knew that Karai lived. It was in the middle of Chinatown. It was quite a ways from Queens. But he would force himself to make the journey. He would get food and drinks as needed along the way. This city was just so huge. If you didn't drive a vehicle, it could take you days to get anywhere.

Within the next day or so was when he got to Chinatown. He only traveled at night so there were a lot less humans to worry about. If he had to cross a bridge, he would go on the side or under it to cross it. He would not risk being seen by humans.

When Karai's building was within his sights, he made sure he was well rested. He didn't want to be taken by surprise. He had to be prepared for anything.

Randall snuck into the building from the entryway. He made mental notes so he would remember which way to go later to get out when he was ready to leave.

He soon found Karai's office. He went in to see if she was in. He actually lucked out. She was in. Now would be a good time to talk to her. He had never officially talked to her on his own yet, and hoped she was the reasonable ally that Leonardo claimed her to be.

Karai was just going over some paperwork for one of her business meetings to take place in a few days. She began to sense a presence around her. She looked around, but saw nothing.

"Whoever you are, I can sense you watching me." Karai said.

Randall was on the ceiling currently. "I come with news, Karai, and to ask something important."

"Speak." she said.

"I have come to know of what you know of the ninja known as Yogami." Randall stated.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked.

"Because I have come on the behalf of my friends, the Turtles. I want to know who this maniac was." Randall stated.

"I know he previously worked for my father. He didn't like it when I took over his organization of the Foot Clan. He rebeled against me and left, and he had recruited many of my ninjas to his resolve. He started his own ninja clan, the Dark Dragons." Karai explained.

"Have you recently heard what happened to him?" Randall demanded.

"I have heard he was murdered a few days ago. Served him right. I tried to punish him for going against me, but he got away before it could take place." she explained.

"Well, he certainly didn't get away from me."

"Just who are you, anyway?" Karai asked.

"Leonardo says that you are an honorable ally. Can I trust your word?" Randall asked. "Leonardo is truly honorable and keeps his promises."

"Yes. I am honorable. I give you my word." she replied honestly.

Randall came down off the ceiling and that was when he finally revealed himself to her. He had looked around and saw no other ninjas and had tasted the air too. She was alone.

Karai was a little mystified, but remained calm. "I have seen you before. I never have gotten your name." she said. "And I have been told of you, the lizard that runs with the turtles."

"The name's Randall Boggs." he introduced himself. "Just Randall's fine. And I also came to ask of what the Heart of Tengu is?"

Karai frowned. "It was stolen from me."

"Yogami stole it. I overheard him before he died." Randall said. "He had wanted big plans to do with the Foot Mystics, not that I've ever seen them. But what was it for?"

"It is a crystal artifact that enables whoever possesses it to control the Foot Mystics. Their powers are very useful in the right way. They can do many things that are impossible for the typical mortal. I would have had my own plans for them as needed. But why have you come about this?" she demanded.

"I came because the turtles had to get a crystal gem away from Yogami to save their brother, Donatello's life. I didn't go along with them for the taking of it, but I saw it briefly when they gave it to Agent Bishop."

"What?! No! There is no telling what that evil man will do with the Mystics' power! If they are unleashed should he even destroy it, there would be tremendous chaos throughout the world! This cannot be allowed to happen!" Karai exclaimed.

Randall's eyes widened. Now it was clear. The turtles had only done what they were told to do to save Don's life, they had no idea what it was they had been swiping.

"We can't get by without Donatello. His brothers were told it was the price they had to pay to save Donatello. How Bishop got the coordinates was unknown to us. Someone had to have told him." Randall stated. "Believe me. My friends would have no intention of betraying your trust."

"And you know Yogami is dead?" she asked.

"As a ninja lizard, I took him out of the picture for the greater good." Randall stated. "He was too dangerous to be left alive. I only kill to justify the means."

"I can agree with you, but then, with what you have told me, it is possible that we need to start preparing for what might be unleashed should the Mystics be unleashed. They might come after me. Thank you for your news, Randall-san." she said.

Randall hadn't heard that surname added to his name much, although Usagi had called him that once. In the respect that he had learned of some Japanese culture, he bowed his head to her.

"I had to know these things and to bring you the news of Yogami's death, and why I did it." Randall said.

"I understand. But make haste. I must start preparing now. And tell the turtles to do the same." she decreed.

"I would if I could, but I can't. They were kidnapped and taken to somewhere in Japan." he said.

"I am from Japan. I might be able to help find them." she said.

"The Ancient One said that the kidnappers will not be easy for just anyone to find them. I tried to look them up, and even I don't know where they are. I don't even know who they are, but the Turtles' sensei, Master Splinter did. He went to find them. I haven't heard from him in many days." Randall explained.

"Did he say who they were?" she asked.

"Some special ninjas called the Ninja Tribunal." he replied.

"I have heard of them. They are very powerful Mystics themselves. If they are indeed the kidnappers, then they took the turtles for a reason. A powerful reason." Karai proclaimed.

"I wonder what for then? But I won't keep you. I'm sure you have much business going on. I need to go. But can I trust you that you are our ally?" Randall asked.

"Yes. Thank you for your news, Randall-san." Karai said. "Maybe we can work together someday soon."

"We'll see." Randall replied. Then he left the room. He vanished on his way out.

Karai then went to inform her organization to start getting prepared for what could possibly be coming soon in a matter of months. It could be possible to prevent it, but if the chaos was unleashed, the whole world would pay the ultimate price.

….

Randall felt a tremendous relief after getting that talk off his shoulders. Karai had seemed pretty reasonable to him. And then, he had revealed what had happened to Yogami and what had happened to the Heart of Tengu. He hoped she wasn't going to betray his friends, or him. Randall had been betrayed all his life, but then, the turtles had had their fair share of it too. That's what made him fit into their family so well.

Now that his business was taken care of, he could finally head home again. He started to head to Central Park. He wanted to check on the lair too. He was ready for a long rest.

He got to the lair just as the sun was rising the next morning. Mostly everything looked fine, but it was so empty without the mutant family there to give it that taste of life in it. April had taken in Mikey's cat once again as well.

Randall slept the day down in the lair, just happy to be in a real bed again. He tried to dream of his friends and what they could be doing. He had no way of knowing when they would come home again. He missed them.

Once the evening came on, Randall awoke and he checked things over in the lair, and it was all fine. Then he went to Splinter's room and took that exit to the sewers so he could head back home to April's basement. Even if he faced a lecture from her, he had his reasons for leaving. He would get things worked out with her.

…

When he once again reached April's basement apartment, it felt like a relief to be home again. He felt like he had been gone for so long, and he had been. He had been gone for a week and a half. He was more than ready to be back. He knew he had to face the wrath of April, and possibly, Casey too.

Even though Randall had swiped food and drinks as he went along on his trip, he had lost a little weight too from all the exercise he had gotten over the week and a half he was constantly on the move.

Randall glanced at the ceiling and sighing. He knew he needed to go face April sooner or later. He took a deep breath and went upstairs. He made sure it was safe. He took the spiral steps in her shop, going up invisibly, then appearing at the very top, poking his head up cautiously.

He saw April watching TV for any signs of a lizard or waiting for Casey to call to tell her he had found him. Randall cleared his throat loudly. "Excuse me, April." he said.

April heard him. She turned her head towards the stairs. It was Randall! At last!

She got up and went over to the stairs, peering down at the hesitant lizard. "Randall Boggs! You get up here this instant!" she ordered sternly. She pointed her right hand straight down to the floor, meaning she meant business.

Her tone of voice made him flinch. No one had used his name like that in a long time. It was almost like she was his mother in that instant. He slowly came up off the stairs and stood in front of her. His fronds were flat against his head in submission.

"Where have you been for the last week and a half, Mister?" she demanded angrily.

"I was taking care of some business." he replied nervously.

"What kind of business? We were worried something had happened to you!"

"I'm fine. See? Not a scratch on me." he showed his body to her.

"You never take your phone with you, and I was so worried about you. The turtles aren't here right now to save you if you get into trouble. It's only Casey, Leatherhead, and me. You have to be more careful, Randall." April stated.

"I was careful. I had to take care of Yogami. He had been nothing but trouble ever since we finished off the Shredder. I was doing what Leo wanted to do for so long, but never did. Now he'll never bother us again." Randall explained. He finally lifted his fronds, feeling April was calmer.

"You killed Yogami?" she asked, surprised. "I saw on the news he had been killed."

"Yes. I did. Then I had to pay Karai a visit. And I learned something startling. When the turtles took that crystal gem from Yogami to save Don's life at the time, Karai explained to me what it was for. It was to control the Foot Mystics, and if it should be destroyed, our world will be in serious trouble, April. They could resurrect some ancient evil from the past." he explained. "Karai also said she'd be willing to help try to find the turtles in Japan, but starting to prepare for this evil relic seemed more urgent."

"If she truly is our ally, then she should try to use all efforts necessary to help our friends." April insisted.

"I might be able to contact Leo or Splinter on the astral plane too. They say there are no issues to reach out to someone that way." Randall said.

"Try anything to get in contact with them if you can. I'm gonna call Casey and let him know you are back. Oh, and before you do anything else, I have to suggest something, Randall." she said.

"What?" he asked.

"With the way you go off on your own, or with the turtles and you don't take your phone with you like they do, usually, if you were to ever fall into trouble by yourself, can we put a tracker on you?" she asked.

"I could wear it where I saw fit." he said.

"It would need to be in a place where humans are not likely to look. Scientists might try to scan for a microchip on you or something. But we would need to put it where they would least expect it to be." she stated.

"But where are you suggesting?"

"What about behind your one of your front legs?" she suggested.

Randall's eyes widened. He really didn't want a tracker in his body. "I don't know, April." he said.

"Randall, you need a way for us to be able to track you down if you are ever in trouble. You can be the most elusive of my reptile friends." April said.

"True." he grinned.

"Leatherhead has a microchip ready to implant under your skin. It won't show or anything and he'll numb the area before he injects it into you." she said. "Go on to his place and get it."

"I didn't say I was going to get it right now, April. I just got back and just want to stay home for now." Randall said.

"Alright. You can relax tonight, but I am going to insist you get it tomorrow. Even LH and Casey were in agreement with it." she said.

"Okay, thanks." he replied, then went downstairs to his apartment. He got a meal out of his freezer after his stomach growled for food.

The more he thought about it, though it did give him the willies about it some, but April had seemed to have a point. Since he didn't carry his phone around because it would get in the way of his invisibility, Randall did come to the realization that maybe she was right. It might be better to have a tracker under his skin for just if in an emergency. He could be tracked down in the Battle Shell or on the hand held tab.

He ate and rested till the next day, where he then went to Leatherhead's home and the croc numbed the area behind his left front leg. Then the croc put the chip in it and injected it under the skin.

Randall looked to see there was no bump giving off the tracker's information. He didn't see a tiny fraction of a bump showing it was there. That was good.

Leatherhead even wanted to test the tracker. He had Randall go a certain distance in the sewer, and using the hand held tracking tab, the croc tracked the lizard quite accurately. It was a success. Now he would be able to be tracked should he ever get captured.

Randall just didn't want anyone to get carried away with tracking him down all the time.