A/N: I do realize I am uploading this chapter in the middle of the night and what not, but its chapter 6, right. Anyway, sorry for a little delay of a chapter. Hope everyone likes it and please feel free to leave a review.

Waking up, I notice that I'm in my bed, at the apartment. Scrunching up my eyebrows I thought, 'When the hell did I get in my bed. More importantly, I don't remember even falling asleep.'

Not knowing what to do, I kicked the covers off of me and stretched. Sitting up, I looked out the window to notice that it was already sometime in the late morning. Shaking my head, I grabbed the nearest set of clothes, grabbed a towel and headed off to the shower. 20 minutes later, I was out of the bathroom, ready for the day ahead of me.

Groaning, I rubbed my head, wondering what the heck happened last night. I mean, I know what happened and everything, but something seems a bit odd. Something I can't really put my finger on and I had this feeling last night too.

Shaking my head, I yell out, "Casey?"

"Living room," I heard a yell back.

Laughing a little, I headed in that direction saying, "Some things never change, do they? You do realize you have a bed, right?"

"Yea, but whats the fun in that? Plus, I couldn't fall asleep last night so I decided to watch some TV. Guess I fell asleep in front of it without realizing."

"No duh," I replied back, "Did you at least remember to call school for me?"

Nodding his head, I continued saying, "Thank you! Casey has finally done something right for once in his life! Praise the Lord!"

"Hardy har har," he said while walking towards the kitchen. "Did you hear that the Antique store not far from here burned down last night?"

"Really now? I would how the owner took it."

"Well," he said with a tone that only I could catch, "I kind of met her last night while she was here."

"Why was she here? Wait, tell me she isn't thinking about moving into this apartment building? And please tell me she isn't moving in next door?"

Not even saying anything, I continued on saying, "So what's she like? Is she cute? Please tell me you didn't insult her?"

"She was nice, yes and I tried my hardest not to. You forgot to ask what her name was. And its April by the way."

"Oooo, April," I said with more emphasis then I should have, "Sounds like a keeper if you ask me. Now if excuse me, I have a rat to meet."

Grabbing the toast out of his hand, I climbed out of the window and made my way down the fire-escape. Hitting asphalt (or whatever the alleyway was made of), I walked to the nearest man-hole I could and discreetly when down it.

Once I was down the ladder, I looked around to see where I was. As soon as I knew which way to go, I had this feeling that someone was following me. I couldn't shake the feeling off as quickly as it came to me, so I just walked towards the lair, hoping that it was just something that my mind was making up to creep me out. The only problem I had was that I wasn't exactly sure if it was just my mind trying to creep me out, it was as if the feeling was trying to tell me that someone was following me. Shaking my head, I took a few detours to get to the lair, for precautionary sake.

After about a half hour, I finally got to the lair, only to be tackled by a certain turtle with an orange mask covering his eyes. Hitting the floor, I groaned while saying, "Nice to see you too Mikey. Is there a certain reason why you tackled me to the ground thats made of cement."

Getting up, Michelangelo replied, "Well, I guess I'm just excited to be able to fight with you and see how you work with us and what not."

Laughing, I heard one of the turtles say, "She's here Master Splinter. Should we start training now?"

"Soon my child," I heard him reply as I walked towards the sound, "Right now, I would like us all to gather and talk for a moment."

Kneeling near Splinter, I noticed that the turtles all had their own spots where they had liked to be. Leonardo like to be closest to Splinter, only to be followed by Donatello. Michelangelo was near enough to Splinter to be able to interact with him, but far enough away so when the meeting was adjourned, he could do whatever he wanted as quickly as possible. Then there was Raphael. What could I say about him. He was just kind of there, not really paying attention but was there out of respect to Splinter. Looking back to Splinter, I noticed that he had a look that said that there was some bad news that needed to be shared.

Plucking up enough courage, I asked, "Why did you want to talk to us before we trained, Master Splinter?"

"Because," he said, "There is something grave is happening in the world above us. I feel as if that the things that are happening topside will soon make its way towards us. With that being said, my sons, I feel that the only way we can deal with this problem is training with Kris so that you can get used to fighting with someone other than your brothers. Kris is and will be a good ally to have against our enemies."

"So what you are sayings," Mikey said, "Is that trouble will find us soon and Kris will be able to help us with that?"

"That is exactly what I am saying, my son. Now, I believe you have some training to do with a certain female named Kris."

Bowing their heads, I followed suit. We got up headed towards, what I assumed, was where they did all of their training.

Looking around, all I could do was stare in awe. It had seemed like this space wasn't supposed to be here but was anyway. It had seemed like their dojo was something that had come from a magazine. To the left of the door, there was some punching bags, some dummy's and other sorts of things like that. In the middle were mats for dueling against each other and practicing with their weapons, at least that what I think it was for. Behind the mats, at the back of the room, there were a couple of chairs for resting I assume. Last, but not least, to the right of the door seemed to be a few random equipment that the turtles have found but just have not put to use yet.

"Oy, Leo's talking to you or aren't you paying attention."

"Actually," I replied, "I am in awe on how a place like this is here. I mean, its not like it can't be, but I wasn't expecting this. Its wicked cool."

"Uh-huh, thats what you want us to think, isn't it former Miss I-was-with-the-Foot-Clan-but-realized-I-was-good-so-came-crawling-to-Splinter-for-help."

"That wasn't what I was thinking and what is your problem with me anyway," I said while walking towards Raphael, "I have done nothing to make you even remotely suspicious of any sort, so please, intrigue me with why you are so against me?"

"Well, lets see. Since we have met you. My brothers and I have fought against Foot Ninjas that weren't even looking for us, they were looking for you. And it is your fault that Donnie and Mikey had to follow you back up top side because you are stupid enough to go out in the open, where said Foot Ninja could find you."

"Excuse the hell out of me," I said pushing him, "I'm not the one who asked you for help. You could have stayed in your safe home in the sewers while your brothers helped me. But did you, I don't think so. So why don't you shut your trap and lets get to training."

Before Raphael could rebuttal, Leonardo came between us and said, "Will the both of you calm down? Its enough that we have one hot-head, we don't need two."

"Oh, so I'm a hot-head now, whats next, I'm a psycho?"

"That's not what I meant Kris and you know that. Now can we get to training, we've already lost time as it is we don't need to lose anymore, okay?"

Scoffing, both Raphael and I nodded our heads and waited for Leonardo to take charge.

Walking towards the right side of the room, Leo said, "Have you ever used weapons, Kris?"

Thinking about it for a moment, I replied saying, "A little bit of nunchuks, single and double katana and a few other things."

Nodding his head, Leonardo picked up a few things from the pile of stuff and made his way back to the center of the room. Now let me tell you, the things that happened after that was very interesting.

Walking out the lair, I said, "See you next session guys."

Taking a left from their door, I decided that I was going to go for a little stroll around the sewer-system before heading back to the apartment for a late lunch/early breakfast since I haven't eaten since I left there this morning. But before I could get far from the turtles lair, the feeling that someone was following me had come back and ten-fold this time.

Turning around, I yelled, "Is someone there? And if you are, be somewhere where I can see you."

Behind me, I heard the sploshing of feet. Turning around, I say the legs of a person standing there. I was really hoping it wasn't the person I was thinking of. But another part of me was saying that it was exactly the person who I thought it was.

Not exactly doing the smartest thing, I said, "Come into the light, I would like to be able to see the person I may kick ass to, thank you very much."

Coming into the light, the person said, "I would rather you not kick my ass, thank you very much."

"Tony," I said while instinctively crouched down into my fighting stance, "Why the hell have you been following me?"

"Because you are the only person that has ever gotten away from the Clan and lived to tell a tale. You know you are famous back there, why did you leave?"

"I left because I realized, unlike you, that I do not belong there. That place may have been home to me in the past, but it is no more. My home is someplace you will never find. Now answer my question, why have you been following me?"

"Fine, I'll tell you. I'm following you because I don't know how to approach you and ask to help me leave to leave the Clan. I just can't take it there anymore. Ever since you have left those six months ago, there has been a lot of pressure put onto me because I am the older brother of a prodigy. Did you know that if you would have stayed with the Clan, when Master Shredder retires, you would have been next in line, not Tatsu."

"That's all fine and dandy," I replied crossing my arms, "But I think you're lying thru your teeth. There's no way you would want to leave the Clan. You were always about it, never against it. So what I believe is that your Master formulated this plan in order to trick me into thinking you were telling the truth. Well guess what, I see thru it, so scram, will ya?"

"If you say so. But just so you know, I really do want to leave the Clan behind me. You know where to find me if you need me."

With that being said, he walked off as if nothing had just happened. Running my hand thru my hair, I heard a voice say, "Why did you not believe him, child?"

Jumping back about ten feet, I grabbed my chest and said, "Because he has lied to me in the past Master Splinter. I can't exactly believe everything he says to me anymore, its like second nature to me not to trust him anymore."

"Something tells me that there is more to the story that you are not telling me."

"Well, there's the fact that he may be my brother, but I have lost the trust I once had in him. It was like, this whole ordeal between the us and the Clan have changed the both of us. For better or worse, I haven't a clue. But what does this have to do with the situation at hand, Master Splinter?"

"Absolutely nothing," he said while laughing, "I just needed a piece of information from you thats all. If I were you, Kris, I would not dismiss everything that Tony has said as a lie, he may have had some truth in what he was saying."