So I'm not sure how I wanted this story to go so I am going to do one more chapter after this and that will be the end. I do hope everyone who read enjoyed the story and thank you for all of you who reviewed. Now back to our story. This chapter will begin with t-cest so if you want to skip the first few paragraphs so as not to read it, that would be fine.

Ch 5 Time to Move

The next few days, the scientist watched the two turtles finally begin to mate. They moved slowly, starting out with sensual kisses and moving their mouths up and down each others bodies. Eventually, Blue began to encourage Red to take him.

Blue laid on his plastron on the ground with his ass high in the air and brought his tail up exposing his entrance. He gave a look at Red with an encouraging gaze and nodded toward him. Red smiled and walked over to Blue. He got behind him and used his tongue to lube Blue's entrance before mounting him and forcing his long hard dick inside.

Blue leaned his head back and churred while Red nuzzled the crock of his neck. Blue's eyes rolled to the back of his head while he moved his hips against Red's hips with every thrust. Eventually, Red brought them both up so they were on a kneeling position, Blue's shell pressed hard against Red's plastron. Red snaked his arms around Blue's middle and while his left arm was pressed against his chest keeping him up against him, his right hand made it's way down to his cloaca. He fingered his slit and encouraged Blue to release his cock. When he did, Red grabbed it and pumped it with every thrust he gave. Their love making lasted for several long hours and the two scientist were awe struck with the amount of stamina the turtles had.

"Wow!" Bill exclaimed after watching the turtles mate for three hours straight. "That is amazing!"

"Yeah, I guess Red is really enjoying this turtle." Mark mused. "Looks like we really did find the right one."

For the next several days, the two turtles mated constantly. At night they would cuddle in Red's tree and during the day they would mate in the water or in the tall grass. And although Blue bottomed for Red more often then not, Blue seemed to dominate over Red in their lovemaking and directed him in what they were to do, but that was something Red didn't seem to have a problem with.

"Well, now that they're mated, lets see if we can't find a way to use this to our advantage." Bill commented, writing in his notebook. "We'll give them some time then we'll see what happens when we take Blue away from Red."

"And what exactly are we hoping for?" Mark asked, jotting down information in his notebook.

"Any kind of reaction that will tell us more about these things." Bill smirked. "If these turtles are as fierce as they're suppose to be, it should make for one hell of an experiment." Mark again shook his head at Bill's strange enthusiasm.

At the end of the third week, Bill decided the turtles had been together long enough and now was the time to see what would happen when one of them was taken away.

"Do you have the pizza ready to go." Bill ask dimming the lights to the enclosure.

Mark shook his head as he doused the pizza with a powder that would ensure the turtles would fall into a deep sleep. "I still don't like this Bill." He commented as he closed the pizza box. "What are we trying to prove exactly? That we can make a turtle get insanely angry by taking it's mate away? A lot of animals do that, it's nothing new."

"True, but not every animal is so close to being human like these turtles are." Bill told him. "We have to prove how far they can be pushed by various experiments and this is the next one."

"It still doesn't…."

"The government is certain we can use these creatures to help mankind in some way." Bill told him. "And I intend to find out what that way could be." He turned toward Mark with stern eyes. "Now it's time to go to the next step so please…go give them their food."

Mark shook his head and left the lab. He made his way toward the enclosure and pressed the button to have the door go up. He then slid the pizza inside and quickly pressed the button to make the door slide back into place. He made his way back to the lab and along with Bill, sat down to watch and wait for the turtles to sleep.

They watched as Red made his way over to get the pizza as he always did. They watched anxiously as he opened the box and took a deep appreciative sniff and brought it over to where Blue sat by the stream with his legs splashing lightly in the water. But what they couldn't see was Blue's look of concern when he noticed Red making his way over to him and staggering slightly after he sniffed the pizza. Nor did they see Blue give Red a slight nod as he sat down next to him and let him sniff the pizza.

Bill and Mark watched as the two turtles got up and made their way from the stream to the tall grass where they laid down and began to share their pizza while they nuzzled against each other. "It's like their having a picnic." Bill commented with narrowed eyes, attempting to see the turtles. The tall grass his most of their view. "Along with a sexual escapade."

An hour later, the lights dimmed to darkness. Bill and Mark watched as Red got up and made his way toward his tree leaving Blue in the tall grass asleep. Red seemed to be staggering, almost struggling to stay up and walking. Mark turned to Bill and noticed a smile creep along his lips. His smile widened when Red suddenly fell forward and landed face forward in the tall weeds next to the stream.

"Finally." Bill said with a triumphant smile. He stood and looked at Mark "Let's get Blue."

The two scientist brought the lights back up so there was just a slight amount of light for them to make their way through the compound. They made their way to the enclosure with a gurney and opened a much larger door that allowed the two of them to easily walk in and after a few moments, they spotted Blue laying in the tall grass and made their way over to him.

As they walked toward the sleeping turtle, Mark sniffed the air in wonder. "Bill?" Mark's voice suddenly seemed very nervous. "Do you smell that?"

"Smell what?"

"The pizza smell."

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Why would there be such a strong pizza smell if they ate it?"

"Maybe they didn't eat all of it." Bill was getting irritated. "Stop acting so paranoid. Let's just get Blue and get outta here".

They made their way over to where Blue laid and Mark saw the pizza box next to him. He couldn't help but notice the box was closed so out of curiosity, he went over and lifted the top.

"Uh Bill." Mark's voice sounded extremely nervous as he called his partner.

"Stop playing games Mark and help me with this creature."

"Yeah but Bill, we have a problem." Mark was standing up and moving away from the area.

"What is it Mark?" Bill's voice was filled with irritation.

"The pizza…they didn't eat it….it's still whole."

Bill had made his way over to Blue and was squatting by his head. Upon hearing what Mark told him, he stood slowly back up and began to back away slowly. But it was too late. Blue suddenly jumped up and flipped over Bill, landing behind him. Bill turned and found himself staring into very cold, hateful and angry hazel eyes.

Bill swallowed and began to back up, he put his hands up as the very large terrapin slowly crept toward him with his fangs bared. Mark, meanwhile, was attempting to make it back to the door they had just entered through. He turned back to see Bill was now cornered by Blue but kept running. Neither he nor Bill knew how far the turtles would go to gain their freedom and he, for one, did not want to find out.

The door was just up ahead and within his sights, he was just about to reach it when the sound of wind rushing by him could be heard. He stopped and looked around, his eyes wide and filled with fear. He looked back at the door and gasped in surprise. Red was now standing in front of the door and growling at him. His growl was low and menacing and his amber eyes were filled with a murderous glare. Mark back away from Red slowly as he shook with fear, his eyes darted everywhere looking for an escape route.

"Bill!" Mark called out, his eyes still darting around the enclosure.

"Over here." Bill replied. His voice was shaking with fear.

"They're both still awake." Mark noted.

"Yeah! I can see that Mark!" Bill yelled sarcastically.

"What do we do?" Mark asked.

"We can't let them leave." Bill replied desperately. "We put too much into this project."

"I don't think they care about that Bill." Mark stated, walking backwards with his hands opened and in front of him. Mark looked back at Bill and he had a look of determination on his face. "Bill, think of what you're doing!" Mark urged. "We don't know what they're capable of and if we…."

"I don't care Mark!" Bill yelled at him. "We need to keep them from getting away!"

Before Mark could say anything more, Bill yelled loudly and raced toward Blue. Mark immediately placed himself low on the ground and put his hands over his head in submission. He could hear Bills yell get cut short and a loud thump sounded behind him along with loud angry growling. Bill went from yelling to screaming and it was clear to Mark Blue was not being kind.

"Bill!" Mark yelled out. "Get on the ground and don't retaliate!"

A few seconds later, Bill quieted and all Mark could hear was moaning coming from behind him. Footsteps approached him and he looked up. He kept his eyes trained on Red as he realized Red was coming over to him, his fangs bared and fist clenched.

"Okay." Mark told Red. "I'm sorry we took you and the rest of your kind." He attempted to speak as calmly as possible, hoping to soothe the large turtle. "But the door is open and you can just leave since that is what you clearly want to do." Mark closed his eyes tightly hoping the turtles would just leave and not begin to pound him. He felt another rush of air and after several long moments, Mark looked up and noticed Red was no longer in front of him. He sat up and saw Bill, injured and bleeding, was also getting up. Blue was nowhere to be seen. Mark walked over to Bill and assisted him in getting out of the enclosure and toward the exit.

They made their way out and stood just outside in the corridor. Bill leaned against the door frame while Mark looked out and around making it sure the turtles were no where to be seen. He let out a loud breath and sank to the floor trying to calm his pounding heart. Bill limped over and looked around. He growled angrily and punched the wall.

"DAMN IT!" He yelled loudly. "DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT!" He screamed as he continuously punched the wall several times. "All that research gone to waste!" He glared angrily down the corridor and walked as best he could from one door to the other, looking in each one.

"They're gone! All of them….just gone!" He put his hands over his eyes and sobbed as he too leaned against the wall and slid down onto the floor. "We'll lose everything and we didn't prove a thing."

"Oh yes we did." Mark told him standing up and walking over to him. Bill looked up at him quizzically. "We learned they are excellent fighters who are highly intelligent and very, very cleaver." He said with a warily look.

"We need to go after them!" Bill said, wincing as he attempted to stand up. He made his way to an intercom and was just about to call for back up when Mark placed a hand on his arm and shook his head.

"Don't bother." He told him. He looked at the door that led to the outside and then looked back at Bill crestfallen. "Something tells me they are long gone and our chances of ever locating them again will be next to impossible." He put his arm under Bill's shoulder and helped him walk back to their lab.