The turtles had been sneaking around the rooftops when they had saw the familiar mutant bodies of Dog Pound and his fishy sidekick carrying a limp body into an old abandoned warehouse.
"They're definitely up to something," Raphael stated.
"Thanks for stating the obvious, Raph, what would we do without you?" Donatello muttered. Leonardo looked back and said, "Let's check it out," and they all jumped down from the perch. They all landed silently, except for Michelangelo, who landed on a dumpster with a loud BANG!
"Shush!" the others scolded as they creeped toward the double doors, Mikey tip-toed like a burglar. Once they were in, their jaws went slack. The warehouse was humongous on the inside, no matter the looks outside.
"Whoa," Mikey spoke breathlessly at the sight of the seemingly endless hall. They started down the long corridor. Slowly, voices were heard in front of them and they rushed to hide, Donnie and Raph closing them into an empty cell. The door was cracked enough to see Dog Pound walking back with fish sticks' metal legs pounding harshly against the metal tiles.
Once they couldn't see them off in the distance, they opened the door farther. They stepped out as Raph fell from the ceiling and Mikey jumped from out of nowhere.
"Now what?" Donnie asked hopelessly. Leo said, "We find that girl," confidently. They nodded and started looking through windows. As they searched, Donnie stopped as the noise of running caught up with him.
"Uhh, guys?" he tried to get their attention, but they only shushed him. As the sound got closer, Donnie started to panic.
"Footmen," Leo acknowledged and the turtles built a body barrier.
"Do we fight?" Raph asked, already popping his three knuckles, a grin on his face. Leo thought frantically as the footmen go closer.
"We might have to," Leo spoke and they went into stance. Donnie held his long rokushakubo, Raph holding his two sai, Mikey with his nunchaku, and Leo held only one of his katana swords.
"Booyah-Kasha!" Mikey screamed and attacked the hidden identities of the Foot Clan. They all ran forward and attacked the Foot Men at the supposed word, like Mikey had yelled charge for the Red Coats.
Once all of their opponents lay still on the linoleum floor, the Turtles went back to searching for the girl. Eventually, Leo opened the door to find three, bruised and beaten girls, in stance to fight. His eyes passed over their faces as they stood frozen. They hadn't even flinched or breathed at the sight of his mutant features. But he remembered they had seen Dog Pound and Fishface.
"We found 'em!" Mikey called over his shoulder, getting shushed violently. He rolled his eyes and barged into the room, bowing like a servant to the shocked girls. A frown curved their exhausted faces.
"We are here to save thee, miladies," Mikey spoke dramatically as all four turtles stood, ready to fight the girls if they attacked. No one knew that Leo was watching Brandie with a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. No one knew that Mikey was avoiding Delilah's gaze. No one knew that Raph was looking over Evangeline. No one knew that Donnie was daydreaming about April, but they could've guessed that one.
"Nice to, uhh, meet you?" Delilah felt the awkward tension fill the room, making it feel stuffy.
"So, if you're saving us, how are we getting out?" Brandie got straight to the point. She had felt that large glacier of tension as well and decided to break the ice. Leo scratched the back of his neck.
"Well, I—uhh, I guess we sneak out?" Leo's voice rose an octave at the question, unsure of how to answer.
"How? The door has a code to get out," Evangeline gestured towards the the shut, iron door. The turtles looked back and frowned.
"Oh," Mikey said. They would've laughed at their stupidity if it weren't for the consequences reaching them before the humor of it all. They were locked inside of Shredder's boarders.
With no way out.