Concealed

Chpt. 8

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Leonardo's eyes cracked open a low groan escaping him, he snarled pushing the still passed out turtle off him, raising himself from the ground to a Scifi like world. A flying car whizzed past him on the road ruffling up his hair, alien creatures pushing their way past to their destinations groaning foreign languages. His eyes widened as he took a deeper look into his surroundings buildings with strange symbols scribed into them where littered about the place, above him hundreds of flying aircrafts zoomed by filling him with awe.

"Uhhhhh..." the creature on the ground moaned coming to, a sigh escaping Leonardo, he knew nothing about the technology that had sent them here it was possible that he would need the buffoon to get back.

"Awake are we?" a cold voice mocked as Raph's mind settled back into the land of the living, he groaned it all coming back to him as he stared up to the foot soldier.

"What did you do?" he snarled jumping to his feet instantly grabbing his robe tightly, Leo shaking his head in disbelief pushing his fingers away from him with a swipe of his hand.

"I suggest that if you wish to survive and go back to our world in one piece you will do as I say and restrain yourself from touching me," he said coolly his eyes narrowed in an intimidating fashion, Raph snarling now.

"I'll do as I please, rich boy," he snapped the fire rising in the boy's eyes.

"You will die if you listen to anything that came from your thought process."

"You want to repeat that, you spoiled brat?" Leonardo laughed to the anger rising from him, he was truly an idiot.

"Shut up, just shut up now," he started beginning to walk off,"Choose now, are you going to come with me and have an even possibility of survival and returning home or go out on your own and get yourself murdered."

Growling under his breath Raph hurried to catch up with the boy pushing his way through the crowd.

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Leonardo gnawed upon his lip staring at the strange writing on the building signs, his several different earth languages couldn't help him here. His companion was sensing his agitation began to snicker, Leonardo head snapping back to him.

"Oh mighty fearless leader, may this humble servant ask what it is your planing?" his question struck Leonardo, making him more annoyed, mainly by the fact that he had no clue what he was doing.

"The green one is cute, but I don't think he's got much money," a woman snickered behind him in a language close enough to English to be understood.

Behind him abstract looking creatures stood snickering to him and his acquaintance, one was green blobblish type alien, the one to her right looked like relation to tony the tiger but in street walker attire, and the one to the left was a purple turtle with flowing blond hair. But what could he possible expect from another galaxy? Normal hookers who didn't speak a language he was familiar with?

Raph smirked getting a good look into them,"Well, I owe Mike fifty bucks, not only are there other galaxies but hookers in each of them, ugly freaky ones at that."

Leonardo mentally bashed his head into a brick wall, he would of had better chances of getting out of this place with Hun who he knew for sure knew how to filter every word he said. He watched the anger flare up in the female turtles eyes.

"What? We too good for you, Punk?" she shoved at his chest her friends eyes glaring at him as well,"Your broke ass couldn't afford us any way!"

"Yeah like I would waist money on an ugly whore like you, I would pay more to have sex with this guy's sister and she's my enemies daughter, but at least she would look good naked unlike you sluts!" he laughed adding fuel to an ever growing fire of anger.

The females were about to pummel the unexpecting buffoon to the ground when Leonardo stepped between them caressing the female turtle's hand sweetly making her look up to his winsome smile.

"Ladies, please excuse my friend, he is a bit slow in the head," he said the last part lowly his hand in front of his mouth pointing to them the other hand shooting over Raph's mouth preventing him from speaking,"I'm sure that was his way of showing affection, for you are like the delicate cherry blossom in the spring, a dazzling treat for the eyes."

The tiger shoved Raph into the gutter next to them to get closer to Leonardo, all three of them drooling in the palm of his hand.

"He may not be cute, but he sure is a gentleman," the tiger purred as his lips softly touched her hand caressed in his palm.

"I am not from around here," he explained his eyes moving around the area,"Could you please explain to me what these sighs say?"

"Oh I was wondering what a gentleman like yourself was doing in this part of town," the turtle who was leaning against the boy who didn't seem to mind,"These are all nothing but night clubs and bars, what you looking for darling?"

"I see, I am looking for a way to get back to Earth," he explained,"Do you know of a way to do such a thing?"

"Never heard of earth," the green one said thinking for a second before replying,"You could try the space docks though I suppose, that's the only way you'll be able to leave."

''Thank you then my dears," he said gently kissing the green blobs hand making her giggle,"Do you happen to know where the docks are?"

"There across town, but I'm certain a smart boy like you wouldn't miss it," the turtle giggled turning red as he bowed his head turning away to where the impatient Rapheal awaited him.

"You are such a player," he grumbled to him making Leo roll his eyes.

Without warning Leonardo's fist crashed into Raph's arm causing a pained cry to escape his lips,"That is for calling my sister a whore."

. . .

Posters of the fugitoid littered the ground and were splashed across the buildings surrounding him. Unease was the only thing he felt as he walked through the streets a hood draped over his him to hide his features.

He just hoped he could get to the port without any one recogizing him.

. . .

Rain poured down on them as they walked through the streets, Leonardo's hair was drenched wet fogging his path as it slid in his eyes. Raph groaned ripping off his mask draining the surplus amount of water out of it, nearly running into the boy as he stopped in his tracks.

"We should have found it by now," he groaned pushing his hair from his eyes to take in the surrounding area,"My first guess would be it should be up town, but the farther we go the more lost I feel. Do you remember which way it was back to the place we came from? If we possible trace our steps-"

"Forget it!" he snarled cutting him off pushing his mask back on,"We've been walking for hours! Lets face it, we ain't getting any where today, let's rest for awhile."

"I understand your tired," he reasoned looking ahead,"But we need to get back as quick as possible, your brothers need you and my father expected me back by now."

"Oh! Of course I forgot, oh fearless leader! You have a curfew set by your evil foot leader father, how could I forget?" Raph snarled, Leonardo didn't look as offended as he thought he would he simply shrugged continuing on his way.

"I never said my family didn't have its flaws," he said casually pushing his bangs from his eyes and pulling back his hair into a loose pony tail,"If it will shut you up we can take a break in this building, I am really growing weary of your big mouth."

Clenching his fists to control his growing anger, he followed the boy into the pub like place.

. . . .

Voices flowed together becoming a muffled void in Leonardo's mind, he sat at the stool next to the bar squeezing water from his hair a puddle forming in front of him, the turtle sitting next to him taking in their surroundings.

The only thing Raph could use to explain this place was it looked like the bar from Star Wars. The full of bizarre aliens part of the description his mind laid out only gave him a larger hunch that he had fallen into that galaxy far far away. He was half expecting Luke Skywalker to walk in and fight Darth Vador who was hiding in a back corner or something as ridiculous as that.

"What will it be lads?" the bar tender asked taking Leo by surprise, he looked like a praying mantus but had six tentaculs flailing out of him.

"Water," Leonardo said hastily not wanting to seem rude but at the same time not wanting to chance anything he might serve him.

Raph on the other hand didn't think it through as much, he said what he would usually say to a bar tender, "The strongest thing you got."

The bar tender nodded and called to his assistant in some strange language, he stepped away from them to the next batch of costumers and Leonardo's head snap to him a sigh escaping his mouth.

"You pass out, become violently ill, start chasing dragons, or anything else happens," he snarled looking straight into his eyes,"Your on your own."

"Gee thanks mom, I'll remember that when it happens to you for drinking alien water," he snapped back.

Leonardo bit back a sigh knowing he was right, but he had no choice but to chance it, if they were there longer then he expected he would die if he couldn't drink the water, so he would have to get used to it.

...

His head hit the table once more looking to his companion dancing between to alien girls downing his third drink. Shaking his head he couldn't help think he was doing quite well, he didn't press him as the type who knew how to dance, but he still looked like he had been doing straight lines of Cocaine for a few hours the way he was dancing around. He groaned resting his head on the table.

Something shot under the table making his eyes drift open, he expected it to be the turtle but instead it was a hooded figure. Its eyes rised making Leo tilt his head, at his glowing eyes hit him and his metal finger pressed to his mouth his mouth.

Leonardo's eyes shifted over to find military figures entering the bar, each of them ready to kill. Many of the costumers were already hurring out the door, but many more were too waisted to sense the danger.

"Where is the fugitoid?" one snapped his gun directed at the bar tender who raised all his tentacles.

"I don't where he is-" a shot fired out echoing across the bar, Leonardo's hand fell upon his hip gliding across the hilt of the blade as the bar tender dropped dead.

"There he is!" one of the soldiers yelled pointing to Leonardo's table, lasers firing off at them hitting the wood of the table's surface.

Two shot to the side of the table pointing there guns forward, finding nothing there.

Blood splashed across the ground a blur of steel slicing a soldier in half cleanly. Fire shots went off, but the air like blur avoided each of them side stepping each fire slicing the limbs off that held the weapons. One soldier ran at the boy from behind bashing a laser like blade at him, the boy crouching to the ground, thrusting his weapon backwards impaling the blade through him. A gasp escaped the man as stumbled backwards, his world fading to black as his head toppled to the floor.

Bodies littered the floor, a blanket of blood coating them as another head rolled, the demon like boy's eyes hitting the final soldier on the ground crawling over his dead commrads. The boy's foot stomping down on his back, his eyes cold as ice a smirk on his face.

"You have indeed made a mistake trying to kill me," he snarled pressing his foot harder into the boy,"I am one who never gets angered by such things as this but I always get even, you try to take my life I will take yours. Tell who ever leads you that they are labeled my enemy now, I'll let you live long enough to pass the message but if you do happen to survive my blade's strike, never show your face to me again, understood?"

The man's head nodded up and down quickly the boy smirking at him,"Good."

The blade drove down threw him like a nail in wood, blood splashing across the floor a gasp of pain escaping the man. Leonardo's eye shifted to the robot who backed away from him in fear.

"I'm already in this mess," he stated clinching his sword tighter, he could hear the familiar sound of sirens, it must be reinforcements,"You might as well come along with me and my companion."

"What are you?" the robot studdered as Leonardo's eyes hit the door, cursing as it was bust open by a boot.

"I'm the one who just saved you," he stated simply looking to him briefly before shooting his eyes to a turtle dizzily swaying around at the far end of the room, the only other in the room ( the others were dead or passed out at their tables) still standing then to the exit not far from him,"You either come with me or stay and handle them yourself."

The robot really didn't have much of a choice in the matter as once more lasers began firing at them.

. . .

"Oh Oh! I can be the papa you can be the mom! Oh Oh! I got the right temperature to turn you on!*" Raph sang his voice slurring. Not seeming to notice the burnt holes in the wall or the broken up furniture.

After the first sip of the drink, a happy mellow feeling had settled over him just making him want to dance, colors flying around him. A dragon giggling from the corner of his eye.

He didn't even seem to notice Leonardo's arm grab onto him rushing them out the door or the sound of lasers firing at them.

"Oh Raphael! Mellow out bro!" The dragon giggled stretching back on a cloud,"Chill man, there are no worries now!"

. . .

Leonardo dragged the intoxicated turtle behind him the robot not far behind him hurrying to catch up to him, swiftly he turned a corner throwing his companion in the alley first then dragging the robot in pressing against the wall listening for any sigh of more soldiers coming. As silence met him, he let out his held breath.

"What did they want?" he snapped turning to the robot, ignoring the other's conversation with something that wasn't there,"And tell me why I should continue helping you?"

The robot was taken by surprise to how quickly the boy got down to business without a single are you ok or who are you. His sword was still clunched in his hands, blood softly drizzling down it moon light reflecting off it as it slowly showed its face from behind the clouds.

He searched in his mind for the right words for a few seconds before finally responding,"My name is Doctor Honeycutt I was once the most brilliant scientist on all of D'Hoonnib. General Blanque-"

"I'm guesssing he's the guy who sent the soldiers after you that blew the pub to bits, not to mention stained my blade," he scoffed sinking to the ground and ripping a part of his sleeve off, cleaning his blade his eyes shooting to the edge of the alley every few seconds.

"You couldn't be more correct on that matter, Mr.-?"

"Leonardo Saki, but just simply Leonardo."

"Yes well Leonardo, you couldn't be more correct if you tried to be," he said staring off continuing his tale,"He wanted me to build a teleportal device, a device capable of transporting people from planet to planet as a way to promote piece or so I thought. It turned out he wanted to use the device for war! I would have nothing to do with it, so instead I focused my efforts on a project that delt with enhancing brain power and allow the wearer to manipulate objects with their mind. It was really quite ingenious."

"Uh huh," Leonardo said getting the last of the crimson wiped off his blade,"But why are you a robot now? Or better question, why are you still living at all for questioning your superior officer? Where I come from, I just might lose my head for doing such a thing..."

Honeycutt gulped to that never truly thinking of it like that,"I can not answer you that, but I can answer you first question. You see, on a rainy night a few months ago, one of my worker bots, Sal, got tangled in a mess of cords, still wearing my mental wave device, my project, I went out to untangle him. When we were struck by lightening! Somehow, it switched my mind into sal's body. Unfortunately, General Blanque, saw the whole thing. It was the perfect chance for him. For you see, robots have no rights, he could do what he pleased with me-"

"Including extract how to make the teleportal device from your brain," Leo concluded rising from his spot upon the ground, he had a look in his eye that Honeycutt didn't necceralily like.

"I'll help you professor, but in return, I need you to find away to take me and my drunk friend here," his eyes moved to the turtle on the ground half past out now,"Back to our home Earth."

. . .

A transmission fizzed in filling the room with light, General Blanque eye brow rising to the bleeding soldier who looked as if he came from war.

"What is it?" he asked casually taking in the wounds on the man, wondering where the other men had sent were at.

"Sir, we lost the fugitoid again," he said weakly fighting against the blood loss from the bleeding wound on his chest, blood seeping from his mouth.

"Well why have you conntacted me then?" he snapped anger flowing through him to the insolence,"Why are you not out searching for him?"

"We were attacked the whole squadron was killed by one boy," he gasped spitting up a clot of blood,"He was unlike any one I have ever seen, he was insanely talented with his sword, he told me to tell you that any one who tries to take his life will be labeled his enemy, told me to pass the message onto-"

Before he could gasp out the final cryptic words, he fell to the surface face fist into the reaper's grasp. The general eyes shooting into slits, one boy? One boy could take down a squadron of his army with their advanced weapons and a little boy with a blade took them down! It was an outrage!

His facial features lightened as he began a plan up, he pressed a button on his chair another hollow gram popping up.

"Yes general?" he asked bowing in respect toward the man.

"Sergent, I would like you to get a video footage of the club my squadron was in last night," he said bringing slight confusion to the Sergent's face,"I want you to then paste the boy who took down my squadron's face on a wanted poster for a billion rupols, I want him alive along with the fugatoid."

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tbc.

* Sean Paul's tempature a song with a sick beat that doesn't belong to me, but I'm cool with that.