Obi-Wan Kenobi looked out at the vast skies before him, filled with speeders floating in a rhythmic sea orange and purple haze. The suns shone through the window where he stood in the Jedi Temple, below the Clones and their commanders sending off more star cruisers for various planets involved in this horrible war.

He slowly ran his fingers over his auburn colored beard in thought, as his brow was furrowed keeping his mind on her fading face. He felt as though she was in danger. She has not responded to messages or left communications with the Council about her progress. It had been days since she left the hangar and now all he would do was worry.

Obi-Wan's head lifted slightly from his drooping state feeling the calming presence of his apprentice approaching. Anakin had been in his early Padawan years, the braid still hanging nobly over his shoulder as his hands clenched behind his back of his dark robe. He stood for a moment before Obi-Wan smiled, keeping his eyes towards the cruiser filled skies.

"Master, I am sure she is alright. If something was the matter the Council would have been informed." Anakin said placing a reassuring hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder. He leaned off the window turning towards his apprentice.

"I am aware of that Anakin. It is just that I have known Master Malaya for a long time and our connection is strong. I meditated last night and something told me that she wasn't where she is supposed to be. I am worried that her mission has gone astray and cannot inform the Council." Obi-Wan sighed as Anakin grimaced knowing his Master might be right.

"You are always telling me to be mindful of my thoughts Master, perhaps you just need to…"

"I know Anakin." Obi-Wan smirked turning him to walk along the hall. "You are right, perhaps it is just a feeling of worry for an old friend and nothing more."

"This is what you have found?"

"Yes Sir."

"And you are certain that it's from the crash landing that had been reported last week?"

"Certain Sir. We tired to communicate with them, but checking the control panel it seemed to shut down half way through coming into the atmosphere. Who ever was driving it left an awful lot of blood along the panel, we took samples it shouldn't be hard to track them."

"Excellent." Bishop said lifting a finger to the brim of his dark glasses, pushing them up his nose before turning towards the large doors of the abandon warehouse.

"This is fascinating. You're technology is surpassing ours by years, just as Donatello said." Leatherhead said as Malaya sat on his lab table with sticky pads along her skin.

"It's like a told you, so do you believe that she came from the future?"

"Well, no from my understanding Donatello she came from the past and is speaking of planets outside out galaxy."

"Wait…so you're saying she's from another galaxy?" Leo asked keeping his normal stance of arms crossed tightly to his body. Donnie looked at his brother nodding his head slowly.

"Yes, that makes sense."

"Um…Excuses me, but, are you sure this is necessary?" Malaya asked as Donnie smiled over at her.

"He has a better lab than I do." Donnie shrugged as Malaya nodded her head with a slight sigh.

"I assure you I can tell you anything you need to know." She told Leatherhead as he turned with a smile.

"I thank you Malaya, however these tests may tell me things you weren't even aware of." He said going back to his screen as she sighed dropping her head between her shoulders.

"Don't worry babe, we'll figure this out." Mikey said jumping on the table sitting next to her, patting her shoulder.

"She could have opened a wormhole, taking her into ours. It's not as though it hasn't happen before…" Donnie started as he watched the screen in front of Leatherhead.

"Yeah, but…How many cases of those have you heard of?" Leo asked with a shrug.

"Afta' all the shit we've seen you're askin' that question?" Raph snorted as he leaned against the wall.

She felt her comlink beep against her leg as she furrowed her brow taking it out of her utility belt.

"Jedi Knight Malaya reporting." She said into the com as Donnie and Leonardo both turned towards her. "Come in." She said against as she got nothing but static.

"Ma-ya-bi-reciv-missio-council-progre-wor-obi-ut." She shook her comlink.

"Kenobi? Obi-Wan, come in." She said louder as the static came back to her. "Donatello, can you try and make the message clearer?" She said jumping from the table and handing Donnie her link. He took it hooking it up to Leatherhead's computer as they both tried to clear the message.

Leo and Donnie took a step back from a blue image of a man in a long robe appeared from the link. Malaya sighed with a smile as Donnie replayed the message.

"Malaya, this is Obi-Wan Kenobi. We have not received message of your recent mission. The Council is awaiting information on your whereabouts and the progress. I myself am just worried." Obi-Wan dropped his head slightly before lifting it back up with a straight face. "Report at once. Kenobi out."

The image fizzled out as Leatherhead and Donnie tried to get a track of where the call was coming from.

"Everything we try to find is not coming up. There are so many different places, like the communication is bouncing from place to place." Donnie said has his fingers clicked on the keyboard.

"Well, can we figure out at least once location?" Leo asked leaning near his brother as Donnie shrugged.

"I'll try."

"So that was Obi-Wan?" Mikey asked as Malaya nodded her head.

"Yes."

"He seemed worried." Leo said turning back towards her as she lifted her head to his tone. She felt something wash through his expression as she furrowed her brow.

"As he should be." She said in an even tone. Leo turned back towards his brother as her confusion only went further. "I just hope that we are able to figure this out so I can get to where I need to be. The Council is concerned about this mission. Without me, we might lose negotiations with that planet and we cannot afford that at this time we…"

"The last thing you need to be worried about is going back to your mission once we figure out where that was coming from. If anything, you should get there first. I haven't even looked at your star cruiser yet, it could be unfixable." Donnie rambled off as his eyes stayed on the computer screen before him.

"I am a Jedi Knight first and foremost Donatello. I am going to finish that mission."

"I am afraid that you need to get to this planet before finishing anything." Leatherhead said over his shoulder. Malaya sighed jumping back on the table next to Mikey.

"I've been in worst situations. I just have to be mindful of my thoughts and concentrate and let it flow with him." She said out loud but mostly to herself as Leonardo turned his gaze over his shoulder from the computer screen in her direction. He let his eyes wonder up her body for a moment before gripping his hands tighter around his biceps in almost a scolding motion, bringing his attention back to his brother.

"Well, my dear if you want to finish this mission I am assuming you have a ship to do so?" Leatherhead asked turning towards her as he let Donatello take controls of finding the location of the message. Her eyes lightened with excitement before slowly diminishing to the regaining memory of the night she had landed.

Her ship was in desperate need of repairs. She couldn't possible get through this atmosphere in the way she had left it. She had credits, but apparently there are useless in this planet. She sighed shaking her head to her inner conflict before lifting it to face the large croc looking at her.

"I am afraid that is it not exactly in flying condition. My landing wasn't pretty." She shrugged as Mikey winced slightly.

"Dude, she totally crashed through the outskirts of the city! That gash is from the landing!" Mikey said pointing towards the large cut along her bicep. She rolled her eyes at his displaced excitement before jumping from the table again.

"Do you think you can fix it?" She asked as the crocodile started pealing the pads from her chest and arms. He sighed shaking his head as he looked behind him at Donatello who did the same.

"I believe that in order to give you a correct analysis of the crash I would have to examine the machine itself. From there, I will see what I can do. However, without your technology in my grasps there is little that I can do." He said with a sincerely solemn tone as Malaya dropped her head between her shoulders.

"There are other ways we can get her home." Donnie spoke up as everyone in the room looked towards him in a questionable look. "Well, we could always make a transport device. The coordinates of the message are scrambled but, I am sure after a few hours of looking I can find their exact location." He shrugged before taking a seat at Leatherhead's computer and clicking away.

Malaya smiled running over to Donnie as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders hugging him to her chest. He furrowed his brow leaning against her to catch his balance that was taken from him off guard. She pulled away with a smile as he felt his cheeks warm up a bit as Mikey jumped from the table as she turned towards him opening his arms.

"Me next?" He asked as she chuckled a bit.

"But, you haven't done anything?" She asked crossing her arms as Mikey made a pouty face. She rolled her eyes walking over to him and giving him a hug as well.

"Well in the mean time, why don't we take Leatherhead to look at the ship? See if it can be fixed." Leonardo said as everyone nodded in agreement.

The five made their way to the warehouse that they have left Malaya's ship, as Donnie stayed behind at Leatherhead's looking up the coordinates of the last message received from Malaya's comlink.

She entered the large area as she furrowed her brow walking into the empty space. She ran across the dirt covered floor as she slid against the gravel to a stop seeing the indents on the stones where her ship would be, running the tips of her fingers across it.

"Something is not right...What happened?" She asked lifting her head up towards Leonardo as he and Raphael walked over to her while Leatherhead and Michelangelo examined the area around them, looking along the walls and up to the high ceilings.

"Anyone else thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Raph asked crossing his arms with a glare as Leo looked around the warehouse carefully.

"Bishop…" He growled through clenched teeth as he noticed a red light at the top of an upper level banister. He leaped up, grabbing onto the railing as he flipped over it onto the platform, watching the light follow his movement. He slid his katanas from his hold, slicing the metal and plastron camera from the wall as it fell in pieces at his feet.

Leonardo jumped back down in a sigh as Malaya closed her eyes, placing her hand quickly to her belt as Leonardo did the same to the hilt of his katana. Raphael and Michelangelo quickly following suit from their older brother as they heard the sound of guns clicking off from their safeties.

"Uh oh…" Mikey said as the warehouse doors sung open to men in black uniforms standing in a line of attack, ready to shoot at will.