Leo, Raph, Casey, April, and Splinter were on their way to Queens. That was where the signal of Don's phone was coming from.
"If that psycho hurts our brothers, I'm gonna ram my fist so far down Bishop's throat!" Raph said angrily.
The others couldn't blame him for saying that.
"We don't know if it is Bishop who took them. But we will find out, Raphael." Splinter said.
"I know it was him. I can feel it."
"We are always making new enemies. The Foot would probably have them back at Foot Headquarters." Leo said.
"You weren't there when they took you last time." Raph said.
"True, but we will find them nevertheless." Leo said.
They were all worried what condition they would find the trio in. If Randall had not been captured too, more than likely, he would be on his way back to April's. Or he could have tagged along invisibly. They would find out.
…..
Randall screamed as a piece of his skin was cut off. It had been cut off the left side in between his arms. Blood flowed from the wound.
An assistant stepped in to stem the bleeding. He just put some guaze over it and taped it down. Blood began to soak through it.
Randall then snapped his jaws at the human. The human backed away. "Fine! Be that way!"
Bishop had left for the moment to go analyze the skin sample he had taken. The assistant left too after Randall's snap at him.
Randall had to get out of here. He squirmed again. The pain in his side wasn't enough to get him to stop. He could make Bishop think he escaped when he came back in. But he figured that he wasn't going to learn anything just from cutting a small piece of skin off.
He made himself disappear completely, but pushed down and he got his bandage under the strap to make it look like he wasn't there. This was the best he could do.
He steadied his breathing to really slow and holding it at times. He had to concentrate on making it work.
When Bishop came back into the room, he saw the table was empty. "Where's the lizard?!" He demanded.
Randall heard him and only minimally opened his eyes. But closed them again.
"Where is he?!" Bishop yelled again.
Men began checking the cameras. One of them rewound the video. Then he saw it.
"He's still there, Agent Bishop. He's camouflaged himself into the table." He said.
"Oh, really?"
Bishop looked at the table and didn't see a thing. But the straps were still together.
"My man says you're still here, Lizard. You might as well show yourself." Bishop ordered. But nothing happened.
Bishop walked over and got a tazer. "If you don't show yourself right now, I'll be forced to use this." He fired it up.
Randall could hear an electrical sound. He opened his eyes and saw it.
The tazer was getting closer all the time. "NO!" Randall cried out and he was instantly unblended.
"Good boy. Such an amazing ability. I saw you definitely have special cells like those of a chameleon's to have the ability to blend. Who created you?"
"No one!"
"Where did you come from?"
"Nowhere!"
"If you don't tell me, I'll still use it."
"I'm not telling you anything!" Randall yelled.
"Wrong answer!" Bishop growled and he put the tazer to Randall's skin on his stomach.
Randall screamed as the electricity went through his body and burned his skin.
The pain seemed to go on forever. But it was for only less than a minute.
Randall was panting hard when it stopped. "Tell me, Lizard!"
"Go to hell!"
"You're asking for it, Randall. I'm losing my patience with you." Bishop said.
"I'll never tell you anything!"
"Maybe I'll cut one of those antennas off and see what they do."
Randall growled at him.
Bishop came near him and he stayed clear of Randall's face.
Randall flattened his fronds. But Bishop grabbed one hard.
Randall screamed bloody murder. "NOOO!" He jerked his head about, trying to get release.
At one moment, Randall jerked his head hard enough and Bishop let go. Then Randall saw his chance. The arm was within reach and he bit down hard into Bishop's arm.
Bishop cried out in pain, but the bite force kept on clamping down. But with his other arm, with the strength it had in it, he then grabbed Randall's throat.
When he couldn't breathe anymore, he had to let go of Bishop's arm.
"You ever do that again, I'll see that you do die." Bishop growled in Randall's face.
Randall tried to squirm free, but the grip was too strong.
"You hear me?"
Randall stopped moving when his lungs were burning for air. His eyes were shut. He nodded. Then he felt the pressure release and he let out a big breath of air. He was panting hard. His lungs still burned.
This man was scary for such a human.
"I would call you what I called a crocodile called Leatherhead so long ago, a monster. That's what you are." Bishop said.
A shiver went down Randall's spine. He had nailed it! He was a monster. But Leatherhead was native to this world. Randall wasn't.
But Bishop was proving to be the real monster here, not him, and not Leatherhead.
"Yeah, what kind of a monster are you referring to?"
"A freak of nature that would harm humans if he gets the chance. You will remain as government property."
'Like hell I will!' Randall thought to himself. He would get away the first chance he got.
"Maybe up next, I should see what kind of food you've been eating?" Bishop said next.
Randall's eyes lit up. "NO!" He squirmed some more, knowing what it meant he was going to do. He saw the man pick up the scalpel again.
….
The rescue party finally arrived at the location. It looked like an ordinary building. Splinter sniffed around. He couldn't find anything.
"We might have to go underground again." Splinter said.
They all went into the sewers to try to get a vantage point from there, with Splinter leading the way, sniffing them out. He could sense they were nearby.
…..
Don and Mikey both tried to escape from the shackles on their wrists, but they weren't budging.
"I really don't want to find out what Bishop wants with us." Mikey said.
"I don't either." Don said.
They could only hope they would be rescued soon. Little did they know it had just arrived.
I had to shorten this part or it would be too long. Plus cliffhangers can be fun sometimes.