Ch 2 Introductions.

Bill and Mark made their way into their lab and began pushing buttons on a large console. They sat back and looked at a variety of TV screens that showed different views of the large structure. They narrowed their eyes when they noticed Blue was running away from Red.

"Uh oh." Mark commented. "Looks like Red is going to have a challenge on his hands."

Bill chuckled and leaned forward in anticipation. "I'm sure Red will be able to convince Blue to 'loosen' up." Mark looked at his partner with a look of disgust.

"What is with you?" Mark asked. "You hoping he forces himself on him."

Bill smirked at him. "Let's just say I'm hoping for something good to happen."

They settled back and watched as Blue attempted to keep out of Red's reach. Everywhere Blue went, Red attempted to follow and place his hands on him, but Blue would have none of it. When Red would reach out, Blue would slap his hand away and run to another part of the enclosure and attempt to hide from the larger turtle. This went on for another hour before Bill finally got fed up.

"If this keeps up, we'll never get what we want." Bill groused. "We've already lost close to a year because we took forever to find another terrapin suitable for Red." He was getting tired of watching the two play cat and mouse and reached over to the computer console. He flipped a switch and dimmed the lights in the turtle's enclosure signaling the end of another day.

"We'll give them a week." Mark suggested. "If after that they're still not working, we'll look for another one and put this one in another cell." Bill shook his head at that suggestion.

"We should just start terminating them now." He suggested. "After all, they're no good to us so why are we keeping them?"

"We might be able to use them later once we figure out how these strange turtle like creatures behave." Mark countered.

When the lights dimmed, Red, who was still attempting to get to know the other turtle, walked back over to his tree and settled in for the night. His eyes staring in the direction of the turtle named Blue. He watched him closely. Watching as Blue settled nervously under a smaller tree on the other side of the stream. He huddle with his knees against his chest and continued to fidget while pressing himself as tightly as possible, all the while keeping his eyes trained on Red. Eventually, Red's eyes grew heavy and he finally began to nod off.

Blue watched Red finally drift to sleep. When he was sure Red was in a deep sleep, he quickly and quietly made his way over to where he knew the small door had been. He pressed his hands hard against the steel wall pushing in various places hoping to see the door go up and get to some sort of exit.

He was so engrossed in his attempts to find a way out he didn't realize a pair of amber eyes were now opened and were watching him with an intent glare. Immediately, Red jumped up and quickly made his way over to where Blue now was. He growled in anger and jumped at Blue who instinctively dodged his attempts of landing on him and flung himself to the opposite corner.

Enraged, Red began stalking him, every time Blue attempted to move to another part of the wall, Red attempted to follow. After several minutes of being cornered, Blue let out a ferocious growl and charged at Red with his fist swinging.

The two turtles began to grapple and pummel each other with their fist and kicked viciously with their knees and feet. Blue pushed Red against a wall and attempted to bite but Red elbowed him and knocked him to the ground. He jumped on top of him and the two wrestled. Blue screamed and bit hard into Red's shoulder. It was enough to force Red back and Blue once again scurried himself away from the larger turtle and headed toward the tree in the far corner of the room once again

Panting hard and in tears, the smaller turtle huddled with his knees up against his chest and whimpered loudly. He kept his eyes, filled with anger and hate, on the larger turtle. Red sat up and rubbed his pained shoulder. He growled at Blue and made his way back toward the hallowed out tree. He crawled into it once again and curled into a ball. His eyes narrowing at Blue in anger.

"WOW!" Bill said. "Did you see that?"

"I wonder what Red was attempting to do?" Mark was quickly writing down information on a clipboard. "Do you think he's trying to just use him for amusement, or trying to dominate over him or wanting to mate with him?" His hands wrote furiously as the thoughts ran through his mind.

"Who knows but that was a good fight." Bill laughed and reached over to the console and pressed another button. A computer screen lit up and replayed the fight. Bills eyes lit up as the video showed the two turtles brawling furiously. Mark scowled and shook his head at his partner's enthusiasm.

"Well, looks like Blue is not going to go down easily." Bill smirked. "This is going to be good."

"Don't get your hopes up." Mark told him. "Remember what Red did to the other one?"

"The other one was female and not prepared for Red's unstable behavior." Bill reminded him. "He was too rough with her and she just couldn't take it. That's why we're experimenting with a male this time." He began to write down his own findings on his own clipboard. "Red needs a mate and it looks like we finally found him one."

Mark once again shook his head as he laid himself back in his chair to continue watching the turtles. Red now had his shell to the camera while Blue continued to watch Red. He kept his arms tightly wound around his legs and up against his chest while he shook lightly in fear. Deep down, Mark could feel a slight sense of sadness come over him as he listened to Bill laugh hard while watching the fight between the two turtles as if he were watching a wrestling match.

"This is going to be a long night." Mark thought to himself.