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So... lets just hope what I do it right... EVERYONE, enjoy!
Raphael watched his brother sloshing in the water spitting out every curse he could think of. It would have been hilarious to see Donatello, the level head brother other than Leo, throwing a fit over the stupidest thing as 'being hungry'.
"You don't have to worry, shesh." The woman, Wolf as Don had called her a couple of times, sighed before turning to Raph. "Don, if you shut up and stop annoying me I'll let you talk to your brother, Raphael."
Raph watched Don shut up turning a sharp three sixty before nodding not saying a word, "God your brother is so annoying, Raph, why didn't I get Leo? He CAN'T talk!" Raph's stomach turned as his heart fell. His older brother was… mute? Oh god no! "Here, flip this button to speak to him in my head set while I go check out a few things, hm, Raph?"
"Yeah, thanks." Raph watched Wolf leave before he flipped the switch and he gave a sigh. "Hey, Don."
"Raph?" Don sounded weakly happy but the anticipation of something wrong was over powering.
"Yeah, bro, it's me… Are you… are you okay?" Raph watched the screen as Don fell against the wall with relief. "Don, you really don't look good."
"You can see me?" Don was surprised before he looked around him again.
"Yeah, I can see the halls also. This whole place looks wired with cameras… but… I don't think I'm seeing them all…" Raph looked back at his brother before he spotted the angry frown. "Don?"
Don didn't say anything as he shrugged while stating, "There are five of them, excluding Bishop, Raph. Most likely this place is also estranged for them also. Like countries, Raph." Raph laughed at his brother for knowing his confusion. "Raph, this game of theirs… they keep calling it a chess game but… something isn't right about it, Raph… Wolf… she keeps pestering me about figuring out the roles: Leader, Slicer, Whore, Builder, Manipulator, and Underground. I'm pretty sure I know a few of them but… I'm missing so many pieces it's just… annoying."
"What'cha know so far, Donnie boy?" Don chuckled at Raph before he calmly closed his eyes as he began to say them.
"Leader: Scenic. Builder: Wolf. Manipulator: Howie… I don't know who else their talking about." Don looked around before settling on a spot, which Raph had to shiver at because it was straight at him.
"Heart, she's the one in charge of … Leo… Then there is Bishop… that FREAK is part of this group!" Raph coughed making Don call out his name. "I … don't know about the others, Don."
"No don't worry, Raph, that helps a lot. Do you know anything else? Like why she wants me to figure this out?" Don looked hopeful, but Raph didn't have an answer for him as he shrugged to the air. "Raph?"
"I'm tired, Don… I'm so tired…" Raph felt his eyes close even as the head set was taken away and Wolf's soft voice came over him before he was off in his dreams.
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Bishop cursed before he stumbled, his leg bleeding weakly, until his eyes grew at the pool where a casket was inside submerged in water. He knew who would do this but… something wasn't right. Heart played this trick on many of the men she was charged to … "Heart, I know you can hear me, what is going on and where is Scenic, I must talk to her." There was only silence before small bubbles caught Bishop's eyes.
If a turtle was down there he must have been there a while for the bubbles to be seeping through the shaft telling all that it was time to change the air inside. He knew the turtles could hold their breath for days or hours because he was once told about it from the aliens. He looked around before coming to the control before he began lifting the casket up and moving it slowly to the side of the pool setting it down while popping open the casket lid with the button but when the casket opened all he saw was nothing but blood…
"Something is not right anymore with this." He pulled out his phone calling his men. "Yes, this is Agent Bishop, I'm calling a red alert on the separate group I was to talk to. Yes, alert the alien protection squad." He hung up before he looked around for a trail of blood, no matter how small it was. He'd figure out what was going on here with his team.
"Heart…" he called out again before he heard Michelangelo's scream blasted over the intercom followed by Shim's shout of 'What are-!' before silenced.
Bishop's heart slowly began to pump as he made a dash back to where he knew Shim's area would be. He now knew why the animals attacked him. He wasn't the only 'outsider' here that didn't belong on this chess board. Someone or something was playing against his crew.