Sorry for the delay. Somehow I managed to get a cold within the first week of school. My head aches and my brain refuses to come up with any good ideas. There's also the fact that my grandfather was in a huge car wreck and his truck is totally totaled.

The Shredder glared at the turtles, blood seeping across his shoe from Eragon's head. "Eragon!" Saphira cried, rocketing over. She picked up the Shredder between her teeth and tossed him across the room, his metal suit the only reason he survived. The dragon propped the bleeding boy up on her saddle, tying straps around his wrists so he wouldn't fall off. Beating her wings, she flapped off into the night.

"Wait!" Leo yelled, "What about us?!"

"I cannot carry six! I'm sorry! You must find your own way out!" she replied, winging her way toward the suburban forest. Droplets of Eragon's blood formed a crimson trail behind her.

Leo watched her leave before turning his eyes back to the Shredder. The Shredder got up and lurched over, stumbling and cursing. His armor was smashed in in several places and his mask was terribly mangled. Approaching the turtles, he removed his scrap of a mask and lobbed it at them, which they dodged with ease. Before Shredder could take another unsteady step, Glaedr jumped in front of him, snarling and growling. The Shredder laughed, a morbid sound, similar to that of a dying cow, and said tauntingly, "What is this, turtles? Have you been reduced to making a ROBOT fight for you?" Glaedr spit a globule of fire and burned Shredder's now exposed face. He howled and covered his darkening flesh with his hands.

"Go! Run!" Glaedr shouted, shoving the turtles along.

"But we had him!" Raph protested, "We could've killed him right there and been done with it!"

"We'll deal with it later; we've got much bigger problems!" Leo said.

Raph asked, "Such as….?"

"Well, there's the bleeding elf-boy, the injured dragon, the fact that they could be anywhere in the woods, and the fact that we have to somehow transport them to ANOTHER DIMENSION!" Donnie exclaimed, giving Raph a 'if looks could kill' glare.

"Take a chill pill, dude." Mikey stated, "It's all good."

"I do not wish to be the bearer of bad news, Michelangelo, but it is not 'all good.'" Glaedr declared, hurrying the turtles down the labyrinthine corridors, "This Shredder of yours does not seem to want to let us leave peacefully." Glaedr pointed a fingerless hand at the armored man following them. Silvery kunai embedded themselves in his outstretched hand. Raph quickly plucked the kunai out of Glaedr's metallic exoskeleton and hurled them back at Shredder, sticking them in his fleshy face. The Shredder growled and yanked them out, red liquid spurting from the wounds. He increased his speed and lunged at Glaedr, his fingers scraping the metal. The turtles jumbled out the door in a green mass, jumping up and rushing away. Glaedr jetted through the air with his rockets and grabbed up the turtles in one sweeping motion. The Shredder yelled up at them, "One day, turtles! One day I will have you, and Hamato!"

Glaedr staggered through the air, dropping at random intervals only to jaggedly soar to impeccable heights. Finally, he crashed into the grove of trees they had declared their temporary home. A trail of blood wove through the trees into the forest, thick and heavy and drippy. Following the trail, they found Saphira preening her scales, guarding her injured Rider. Eragon raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitching in a small smile, He winced and looked down. The sight made the turtles' blood crawl. The back of Eragon's head was crushed, leaving a crater covered in hair dyed blood red. It was surprising he was still awake, and alive.

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?!" Mikey exclaimed, running over to him.

"I've been better." Eragon admitted, gently running a finger over his maimed skull, "The worst part is it damaged the part of my mind that uses magic. I've tried and tried, but I can't think of a spell to fix it."

Glaedr calmly examined Eragon's injury before stating a long group of words in the ancient language. The turtles watched in amazement as Eragon's skull seemingly fixed itself, returning to its former, undamaged state. Eragon grinned as he felt the back of his head. "Thank you, Ebrithil." He said, "How can I ever repay you?"

"By being more careful next time." Glaedr snapped, "You could have easily evaded that attack and killed him on the spot. Now you have left these turtles with an angry Shredder to deal with. You are very lucky there IS a next time for you, Eragon."

"There won't be a next time if you guys can't get back to Alagaesia. Eventually, someone's gonna find out you guys exist, and someone's gonna try to kill you or capture you and sooner or later someone will succeed. Besides, I have a feeling that you'd be sorely missed back home." Donnie declared.

"He's right, Eragon." Saphira stated, "We have lingered here for far too long."

"We've only been here for three days!" he replied.

"And that is three days too long!" she answered, "Eragon, devise a spell and get us back home. NOW." Eragon returned the harsh gaze she gave him before sheepishly looking away.

"Do you guys really have to leave?" Mikey whined, "Can't we at least get a picture with you or something?" Before they could answer, Mikey pulled out his T-phone and took pictures of Eragon, Saphira, and Glaedr, with and without his robot body. "At least now I can remember you guys." Mikey said sorrowfully.

"Trust me, Mikey, I think they're gonna be pretty hard to forget." Leo said with a smile.

With the turtles' permission, Eragon drew upon their strength along with the dragons' and created a portal similar to the one Galbatorix had first crafted, except instead of being a murky black, this one was a peppy blue.
"I will never be able to repay you for this body, Donatello…." Glaedr stated, "But I hope this will suffice." Glaedr presented him with a smooth purple amethyst. Engraved in it with talons marks was a flowy swirly script. On the other side was a sentence in English. It read, "If ever you need me, just hold this and call for me, and I will hear." Donnie smiled and clutched the gem to his plastron. Glaedr stepped toward the shimmering swirl. One step away, he said, "Farewell, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo. May the winds rise under your wings." He stepped into the portal and was gone.

Saphira gently bent her neck and touched her nose to Mikey's forehead. She did this to each of the turtles in turn. "You have shown us great hospitality and have assisted us in our life's mission, to kill Galbatorix. For that, you have my thanks."

"Aw, it was nothing." Mikey said, blushing a bright red.

Saphira smiled her toothy dragon-grin and said to Eragon, "It is time."

Solemnly, Eragon climbed into Saphira's saddle. He looked over his shoulder and waved at them. Saphira leapt into the air and roared loudly. She loop-de-looped and barrel rolled through the sky before shooting through the portalistic swirl. "Show-off." Eragon stated before he was washed into the sparkling blue eddy. The portal vanished in a sparkling burst, once again separating Earth and Alagaesia.

Eragon's vision clouded with various shades of cerulean and turquoise before dissolving. Before him appeared Murtagh perched on Thorn, Nasuada between the dragon's forelegs. Arya stood straight, the Dauthdaert still in her hand. The Elfin spell-casters clustered around her. They all stared at him expectantly. Throwing his hands in the air, Eragon cried, "Galbatorix is dead!"

Epilogue

Everything proceeded as is written in Alagaesia. Nasuada becomes queen, Firnen hatches for Arya, and Saphira and Eragon leave Alagaesia to never return. Nothing changes. It as if the event never took place. But it did.

The turtles returned to their typical lives of battling the Kraang and Shredder. Donnie crafts a special pedestal for the amethyst and commonly uses it to speak with Glaedr. Raph practices the few 'magic words' he knows, oftentimes using them to ambush Mikey with stones, water-balls, fireballs, and all types of ammo. Mikey remains virtually unchanged, except for repeatedly attempting to breathe fire. Leo as well stays unchanged, remaining the same Space Heroes-obsessed turtle we all know and love.

This tale has come to a close, but who knows, with turtles and dragons, anything can happen. ;)

I finally finished the story! Woot! If I run out of ideas at some point (unlikely), I might come back and add on to the story, but for now, it remains a dismal eleven chapters.