Here's Ch 7!

Chapter 7: Stray Cat Meets Sewer Crocodile (a.k.a. Cat + Croc = Snack?)

Back to Train's POV

What the hell was I thinking? Well, I'll tell you what I was thinking. Nothing. You heard me… absolutely nothing. Why didn't I stay in my room sulking like an idiot? Instead I decided to take a 'detour' in the sewers of New York City. Time sure flies when you're walking aimlessly around in a sewer even though I have no idea how long I walked. In other words, I'm so FREAKING lost! At least a few minutes later, I went into different paths but no matter where I go they all leaded to a dead end. Now I know how a rat feels in a maze. Good thing Master Splinter wasn't here with right now. He would've hit me in the head with his Stick of Doom. It's like no matter where I go I ended up in a dead end, better yet I kept thinking I went in circles. I swear if I turned to one more dead end… Oh, look at that dead end. THAT'S IT! I was one inch away from having my head banged against the stone wall when I thought heard something from a corner not far from my left side. Could the guys be looking for me that soon? Now that I thought of it Sven would be the first person who decided to go look for me. Then, Leo would be second.

I slowly grabbed Hades out of the holster as I made my way toward the dark corner. Once I got to the edge I raised my gun up near my face and took a quick deep breath. As I turned to walk around the corner I heard something behind me. I turned around with my gun pointed at my mysterious follower as the same with the stranger with his/her gun at me. When I looked at the stranger a lot clearer it was obviously a man in his thirties of late forties. Shortly, a robot went by his side making me think what kind of person brings a robot in a sewer. In my opinion he reminded me of an Australian hunter with his brown hat and hunter clothes including his mustache and gun. They both screamed HUNTER. Even his accent said Australian when he started talking from the tension between us.

Stranger: Look what we have here, Lou Ann. We got ourselves a wanderer. Tell me something, Boy, are you human or beast?

I felt my eyebrow twitching at the man's question. I don't know if I felt rather insulted from him calling me "Boy" or about the fact that he asked if I'm human. Can he not tell I'm full grown human adult? Or his brain was the size of a peanut? Or his brain might've been inside his weird looking robot sidekick. Let's see how dumb this guy really is.

Me: You tell me.

Before I knew it he lowered his gun as I copied his seized move but I kept my ground as he came closer to me until he's at least two inches away from me. For a second, I felt quite uncomfortable since he's in my bubble. Next he did something that really made uncomfortable. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face so we were eye-to-eye contact. I was going to say "Let go, bastard" until he turned my face from left to right observing it like it's a piece of work.

Me: What the hell are you doing?

Stranger: Hmm. You don't have scales and *lifts head and looks at neck* and you don't have gills either. *Lowers my head* Do you an odd looking tail?

Me: What? No! *Slaps hand away from my chin* What is wrong with you?

Stranger: So you're not a half creature, half-human?

Me: Do I look like a half creature in to you?

Stranger: I guess not. My apologies for doubting you. My name is Mr. Marlin.

Me: And I'm leaving.

I went past him to retrace my steps in finding my way to the turtles' lair when he went in front of me. Total deja vu stuff. Good thing Raph wasn't the one in front of me this time. I was getting a bit agitated when Mr. Marlin's in my way. He gave me a pleading look as if he's trying to ask me a favor. I don't know why I'm acting like this but something about him wasn't right. For starters, who goes in the sewers with a robot as partner? Secondly, his name sounded so familiar but I can't put my finger in it. I guess it wouldn't hurt to hear what he had to say. I raised my eyebrow and gave a look to explain himself.

Mr. Marlin: Look, look. I know we went off on the wrong foot but let's start over, shall we? As I said before I'm Mr. Marlin. And you are…?

Me: Just call me Train. Not to be rude or anything but what are you doing here?

Mr. Marlin: I should ask you the same question.

Me: I asked you first.

Mr. Marlin: *laughs* You sure have a one-track mind. That's what I like to see. I'm here to look for 5 over grown reptiles. One of them is a giant crocodile. Least twice the size of man.

Me: *sweat drop* A giant crocodile? Hard to believe…

Well if there are 4 mutant turtles who can talk then there must be a giant sewer crocodile, too.

Mr. Marlin: I understand if you don't believe, Train. But I assure you there is one right here in the New York City underground sewers.

Me: And you need my help because…?

Mr. Marlin: I only would ask if you would volunteer in helping me search for this monstrosity of a killer. Just think, in the night he would be in the upper ground. Devouring anything or rather anyone that goes by it. Do you see? If we work together we will stop him before he even decide to make his first move. So what do you say? Will you join me?

Weird, I just shivered from that remark. Just to be sure I should follow him before he makes an attempt to kill himself in the process. Even worse, his plead might turned to a sobbing beg.

Me: All right. I'll help you. Beside you're getting a reward for this right?

Mr. Marlin: *grin* That's what I like to hear! Ahahaha!

Me: I mean how bad can it be?

Five minutes later…(I think)

I felt a vein throbbing in my head as I glared at Marlin. I can't believe I'm going through with this… I'm agreeing to something that I didn't know what I was doing. So here's Mr. Marlin's brilliant plan. We're going to catch the crocodile first since he seems to be quite "easy" for us. To catch him we have to use lived bait…which it is myself! If the man eating Croc goes near me then Marlin would shoot him with a tranquilize dart. Before I knew it Marlin tied my ankles and arms together behind my back. Hands tied behind me as well. Why am I doing this? He doubled check the bound ropes around me to see if they're tight enough. How did I get myself into situations like these?

Me: Why am I being bait?

Marlin: Because my little companion, you are a perfect description of a helpless victim who doesn't realize what's going to happen to him.

Me: I get the victim part but I'm not helpless or useless if you are thinking of it now.

Marlin: *rise up* No I quite wasn't. Now for the finishing touch.

He went back to his robot partner as it gave him a bucket. I kept struggling to even let one of limbs loose but it was no use. I got to admit. He sure knows how to tie a good knot. As Marlin went in front of me he did something that made me so furious. He splashed something on me and it was definitely NOT water. I'm almost covered with some red goop or something. Now I'm more furious than ever before.

Me: WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR DAMN PROBLEM? WHAT IS THIS STUFF?

Marlin: It's chicken blood, Train.

Me: WHY THE HELL DID YOU SPLASHED ME WITH CHICKEN BLOOD?

Marlin: It is to attract the Croc. They love to eat chicken.

Me: Why didn't you tell me I was going to do this? Better yet, why didn't you buy a chicken instead of using people for bait, you crazy idiot?

Marlin: You ever realized you have such a foul mouth?

Me: It only happens when I don't know… being used as a dinner specialty to giant ass crocodile that can easily bite my whole upper body!

Marlin: First, I couldn't find a chicken at a pet store and I'm short on money in this case. So I decided to buy a few frozen chickens thawed them out, and with all my might I got at least a half a bucket full of their blood.

Me: That is so gross in a rather disturbing sort of way.

Marlin: Second, I need to find something to use to pour these on. Since I met you I decided I would use you as a human chicken so I can catch this beast and be rich along with those mutant turtles as well! I'll have my revenge!

Me: Wait, did you say "mutant turtles"?

Marlin: That's right! I am a game hunter! Looking for new challenges to capture and I might be famous if I catch a rare one.

Oh my God. Now I know who he is. Mr. Marlin, the famous game hunter who seeks fame and fortune as he tries to catch his prey. I widened my eyes at my realization. No! He'll catch the Leo, Don, Mikey, and (I can't believe I care about him) Raph. Even a defenseless creature will get hurt! This is my fault! I struggled to break free again but it's still the same result as before.

Me: Untie me now! I refuse to help you anymore if you kill a defenseless animal such as a crocodile!

Marlin: Sorry. As much as I would but you agree on your own.

Me: That part was your fault since you tricked me in doing so!

Marlin: True. But if you look at it again it seems that you still agree either way.

Me: *growl* You cold-hearted, twisted, Australian bastard!

Marlin: *groan* I should've gagged you too if you were also this frustrating to work with. *Mutters* Maybe there is still time in doing so.

Me: OI! I'M STILL HERE!

Marlin: *sigh* I know, shocker isn't it? Well best be on my way.

Me: What? Where are you going?

Marlin: Not to worry. I am only two blocks away behind this corner here. I won't let him eat you alive. If he did then oh well, what to do? Bye.

As he vanished around the corner I silently whispered dumbass under my breath. Then an idea came to my head. I looked behind my back as I tried to reach one of my fans. I was only one reach close when I felt hot breaths threw my hair. Looking up my eyes widened to the size of saucers. There, in front of me, was the giant Croc from Marlin's description. Fear takes over as I closed both my eyes shut waiting for the moment it would all end. But nothing happened. I opened my right eye to see if he's going to do something. Instead I heard it speak.

Croc: Why would a young fellow such as yourself be tied up and drenched in *sniff* in chicken blood in the middle of the sewers?

Me: *opens other eye* You're not going to eat me?

Croc: Heavens, no! I respect humans, not eat them.

I sighed in relief when he said that but froze as Marlin came into view.

Marlin: I got you right in my view.

Me: Leave him alone, Marlin! He's not doing anyone harm. Why do you desire to capture him so badly?

Marlin: Simple, dear boy. Anyone would do anything to see animals talking before him or her. I'll be a millionaire, no BILLIONAIRE! And along with those fighting turtles will double my paycheck quite nicely.

Me: Not going to happen, Marlin. I won't let that happen.

Marlin: How? Since your hands are tied you can't stop me. Time to finish what I've started before.

He pressed down his finger on the trigger. I closed my eyes and trying to cut the ropes with my fan but nothing happen. I looked back at Marlin but he lied on the ground unconscious.

Voice: Leatherhead, you were supposed to fight him before Mr. Wacko decides to capture you again.

My eyes widened once more since the 4 turtles are over Marlin's not dead body. The one who spoke before was Mikey. I turned to the Croc known as Leatherhead.

Leatherhead: Forgive me, my friends. But I was defending this young man since he was defenseless to either fight or escape in this matter.

Mikey: Hmm. I think I know him from somewhere…I can't put my turtle finger on it.

Me: *sigh* Mikey, it's me.

Mikey: No, no. I know it from the tip of my tongue. Who is he…?

Leo: Train? Is that you?

Me: Duh. Of course it's me! Who else would've been?

Mikey: *pout* Aw. That was my 5th guess.

Me: Can someone please untie? This chicken bloods really going to seep in my clothing.

Mikey: Gross! I thought you were wearing red since it brings out the color of your eyes.

Me: *growl* MIKEY!

Mikey: What? I only spoke the truth. Also, I am so not touching that. *Turns to his brothers* What about you, dudes.

Don: Sorry, Train, but I need my hands on an invention I'm doing.

Mikey: Really?

Don: *clenches teeth* Yes, really.

Leo: Raph, why don't you untie him?

Raph: Fine. I'll do it… when did turtles turn into complete chickens? *Went up and unsheathed sais*

Leo: While you're at it, don't you have something to say to Train?

Leatherhead: Raphael has something to say? I have never seen a day like this before.

Raph: Yeah. I say don't wonder off on your own, the Foot might be down here looking for you.

Leo: *crosses arms over chest* Raph…

Raph: And there are some weirdoes down here that you don't want to meet.

Leo: Raph, just say it so we can get back home.

Truthfully, I didn't know what was going on but I do know Raph had something in his mind and he doesn't want to say it. He kept growling as he cut the ropes that bounded my arms and ankles. I stood up and rubbed my wrists together from the tightness of the ropes. I was about to say thank you to him but he kept scrawling and growling under his breath. I could barely hear a word he said. He took a breath and said something I thought a person like him would say.

Raph: I'm sorry.

What was he apologizing for? It's not like he hurt my… oh, I understand now. Raph's trying to apologize for his actions yesterday night. Maybe I should torture him a little bit. Play the innocent game. So I tilted my head a bit and stared at him like their something wrong.

Me: Why?

Raph: Oh, come on! I'm saying sorry 'cause I sneaked in your room, stole your gun, and accused you of killing your first friend Saya! There, ya happy now!

Then, I went over to him and gave him a big bear hug. I felt him stiffened up a bit and I released him after that. Smiling, at what I've done. Raph looked down at himself and glared back at me. Now Raph is covered in chicken blood on his chest.

Me: *grin* There, I forgive and now not only is your bandanna red you're also covered in it.

Raph: *sigh* I guess I do deserved that. But this is the last time I'm apologizing to you, Heartnet. Do I make myself clear?

Me: *smirk* Crystal.

Leatherhead: You remind of so much like Michaelangelo.

Raph: Funny, I told myself that everyday.

Mikey: So you're if I were human I would look like Train? Sweet.

Me: If it was to happen then I tell myself that my twin brother used to be a mutant turtle.

Mikey: Hey!

Me: *turns to Leatherhead* Sorry if we didn't introduced each other. My name is Train Heartnet. *Raise arm to Leatherhead* It's nice to meet you, Leatherhead.

Leatherhead: *took my hand and shook it* The pleasure is all mines.

Mikey: Usually we call him LH for short.

Me: The way LH talks almost reminds me of Donnie.

Raph: You have no idea…

Me: Well let's get back.

Leo: Before we go, may I ask why did you take so long in the sewer all this time?

Me: *nervous laugh* I got lost ever since I started heading to my first dead end.

Don: Yeah you do remind us of Mikey.

Me: *grin*

As we all back to the lair I decided to tell the guys about my childhood, Chronos, Saya, all the way to the present. The tensions between the 5 mutants were silent, including Leo since now he knows about my childhood. Raph, who was quieter, lowered his head looking at the ground. Leatherhead was the one who spoke out of the silence.

LH: Your story sounds so depressing but yet you kept your head high with pride and you smile like you have nothing to worry. Don't you feel pain when you tell this tale to anyone?

Me: Yes. It is painful just looking back at those memories but I have to more on and let new memories in whether it is happy or sorrow. *Grin* I know Saya wanted me to move on as well.

Raph: Yeah.

Me: Are we there yet?

Don: No.

Me: Are we there yet?

Raph: No.

Me: Are we there yet?

Mikey: No.

Me: Are we there yet?

Leo: No.

Me: Are we there yet?

Turtles: ALL RIGHT ALREADY! WE'RE HERE!

Me: *grin bigger*

LH: *chuckle*

Inside the lair, I saw Sven, Master Splinter, a red headed woman and a buffed guy in the living room. Sven saw me and ran up to me. He was about to say something when I caught him off.

Me: Don't ask. If you need me I'll be in the bathroom trying to wash this stuff off me.

Mikey: Train is mad because he's covered in chicken blood!

Sven: What?!

Mikey: I know it doesn't make sense if I say he was covered in barbecue sauce.

At that moment I threw a shoe at Mikey's head. It felled off and left a bloody imprint on his face.

Mikey: *girly scream*

Well this day turned out to be quite strange but I've made a new friend and it turned out to be fun. Except that I was covered in disgusting chicken blood. Still it wasn't so bad. Hope Sven doesn't…

Sven: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!?

*Sweat drop* Too late…

BCA: This is a thank you story to both TTY7 and Nims Dias-angelovdarkness! TTY7 for that chapter in Date With Destiny and Nims Dias-angelovdarkness for giving me grammar advice! You guys totally deserve this as a gift from me! ^-^ Take it away, Train!

Train: Stay tune for Chapter 8: The Fan Dancing Cat!