Author's Note: I wasn't going to upload this for a couple more days but hey it's Christmas and here's a gift. Enjoy it and please leave a review.
Chapter 2: Patrol Gone Bad
A sigh came out of Donatello's mouth as he leaned back in his work chair. His right hand came up and rubbed his tired eyes. A break was a relaxing thought right now, so the purple-clad turtle did just that. It had been a tiring day, which happened to feel like a long one. He finished the DVD play last night, and like he thought it nearly did take all day to fix it.
Some of the circuits were cracked so he had to replace them with new ones. Thankfully during his last trip to the junkyard he found a plethora of broken devices which had in tacked circuitry. Having brought along his tools he took those electronics apart and salvaged the parts he needed. Once his trip ended had a good stockpile he could store in his lab for whenever anyone of their electronics needed fixing.
Having the necessary parts didn't mean that it saved him time, just a trip to the junkyard. Even though he wouldn't have been able to go anyway since they were all confined to the lair. Still he worked and fixed it back to its proper working order and then delivered it back to Raph, who was pleased to have the device back.
It was then back to work on his project so he went back to his lab. He worked on it for some part of the night, trying to make up for lost time. He managed to progress a lot during the night but eventually had to call it a night since exhaustion began to sink in. He decided to go to bed and pick it up in the morning.
Both of Don's eyes looked down at the small test tube in front of him. It was a small glass container that held a clear liquid, with a bit of a blackish tint. This was only one half of the finished project, the other half he had to assemble. If things worked out as planned he could have this finished before midnight.
Deciding that the break was over Donny grabbed the tube and placed it on a test tube holder. Wheeling over back to his workbench the olive green turtle gave a thorough look at the parts that lay scattered on the wooden surface. A couple of small circuit boards, wires, antennas, and a casing that resembled a small handheld computer.
A soft knock was heard as Don turned his head and saw Leo at the entrance of the lab. "What is it Leo?"
"Just coming in to check you," the blue clad turtle responded as he walked in.
"I'm ok, just working on something," Donny couldn't help but mentally smile. It was nice to know that someone would check on him every now and then. It let him know that he wasn't somewhat invisible to everyone.
Standing by his youngest brother's side Leo couldn't help but look at the material scattered on Don's work bench. Even though Leo wasn't as intellect as Donny he could tell that whatever he was doing would be time consuming. "You know you been in here ever since morning practice ended. You ever think about taking a break?"
"I just finished taking one," Don responded, turning his chair so he could be facing his brother.
Leo just narrowed his eyes at his younger brother, "A real break, or a Donny break?"
During the times that Donatello has been working in his lab the three brothers learned that Don would every now and then stop working for like only minute before resuming. It happened so many times that they deemed that a Donny break, and apparently Don found out that little term.
"Does it matter? Besides I think I only been in here for what, two, three hours?"
Leo raised an eye at the response, now starting to worry about his young brother. "Don, it's two in the afternoon."
"What?" responded the shocked olive green turtle. He then turned and looked at the clock in the lab and indeed it was a little after two. Morning practice always started at eight AM and ended around Nine-thirty. He went to his lab right after practice was done, so he'd been working for nearly six hours.
"I think you should just take a break from whatever it is you're doing. It's not healthy for you to be stuck in here for this long," Leo spoke as he folded his arms.
Donatello sighed as he heard his brother, as much as he was shocked for how much time had passed he knew if he wanted to keep his deadline he couldn't stop. "Sorry Leo, but this is too important to stop."
"It can't be more important than your health."
"Technically it's more of a save our lives kind of important."
That response caused Leo to be silent apparently caught off guard at that comment. Apparently now curiosity had caught him. "What do you mean? What is it?"
"It's a new form of a tracking system, one of which, like I said before, can save our lives."
"How does it work?" Leo raised an eye, more curiosity starting to set in.
Don was a bit surprised at this; it was rare when one of his brothers took an interest in one of his projects. Normally he would go into a long explanation on what he was doing and unless it was something that made an explosion then it would be dismissed.
Smiling Donny explained everything, "Well I've been looking on the internet and came across an interesting procedure that is done on pets."
"Pets?" Leo raised an eye.
"Yes, you know the animals that humans have."
"I know what you mean, I just wasn't expecting that," the leaf green turtle then grabbed another chair that was in the room and sat down.
"Anyway, I noticed an article that talks about an identification system for whenever a pet gets loose and lost. Apparently a microchip is injected into the animal's system, almost like an immunization shot. It's perfectly safe for them and it's helpful for when they get loose and aren't wearing their collar. When that happens they scan the animal and the owner's information comes up and any other crucial information."
"Wow, that's interesting," Leo responded, actually surprised at that.
"So what I'm trying to do is recreate that for us, but in a whole different way. You know how sometimes we lose our Shell-cells and aren't able to track one another?" A nod was received from his brother. "Well what I'm trying to do is make a whole new tracking system. The tracking chip will be injected into us and that way if we don't have our shell cell on us we can use this to locate whoever. This will act as a failsafe in case we are ever separated, capture and don't have our Shell-cell with us. Plus our enemies won't know about it."
After hearing the explanation Leo couldn't help but be impressed, something like this could really save their lives. Plus the worry of his other brothers not having their Shell-cell on them when they went out would help ease his mind. "You know Don that's actually a good idea."
The olive green turtle couldn't help but be proud at the response; he liked getting compliments from his brothers. "I know, but things have been challenging because of our physiologies. Since we're not like regular turtles it's a lot more complicated in making an injection that's safe for us and for getting a better signal."
"How has that been going?"
"Well," Don then turned his head and looked at the test tube, which Leo did the same. "I got the injection finished but I need to test it out first. Plus I have to assemble the receiver that'll triangulate the GPS on where the individual will be-"
"Don, English please?" Leo asked, getting a bit confused at the explanation
Hearing that Donny explained it simply, "I need to build the device that'll pinpoint the exact location of the tracking chip."
"Ok, how far along are you to finishing it?"
"Not sure, few more hours," He responded, Turing back to the workbench.
Leonardo sighed as he stood up from the chair, "Don, I know this is important but you should at least take a nap or something."
"Leo, I'm fine."
"Still I want you rested for later on."
"What do you mean?" The purple clad turtle turned in his chair again.
Leo smiled as he responded, "I'm pretty sure that Master Splinter is going to lift the surface restriction."
"How do you know?"
"I talked with him earlier and basically explained how we would be ready anything if any kind of situation were to happen. He was reluctant but said he would think about it and give an answer later."
The purple clad turtle leaned back in his seat, somewhat glad at the news, "Well that's good, at least now we can go on with our lives normally."
"Yes, and if Master Splinter allows it I'm setting up a patrol for later and it's best if everyone is at their best. So please Don for everyone's sake gets some rest."
Hearing his brother's works made Donny think. It would be good to go out on patrol, giving everyone a chance for some much needed exercise. But yet he didn't want to push back his project any more since he was so close to finishing it. Yet a small bit of fatigue made itself know. A little sleep wouldn't be so bad if he wanted to be fully focused later. He supposes that he could put things on hold for a couple of hours.
"Alright Leo, I'll stop," he pushed back away from the workbench.
"Thanks Don," he smiled, relieved that his young brother headed his words.
"You're welcome, besides a nap sounds good right now," standing up from his chair then two then headed out of the lab. Donny was glad Leo was so caring right now; it was always good to know that at least one of his brothers worried about him. And he thinks for that reason only was why he complied with Leo's plead.
"That's good to hear, rest up and I'll see you later at dinner," Leo patted him on the shell before walking off. Donny turned and headed up to his room, fully intent on resting up.
The sun had already set as various numbers of Foot ninjas were scattered around the city. All of them were spread out searching every single part of the city, checking every alleyway, rooftop, and major locations all in search of the turtles, or actually one turtle in particular. They have been working all day and night but nothing had turned up. They had been over every part of the city and then ordered to do it once again.
Most of the Foot ninja questioned why they all needed to find the turtle but as always they didn't get an answer.
Currently one of the captains in charge of the search stood on a building overlooking the local park. Through normal eyes one would see only the park at night, but he could see all of his brethren checking the park all over.
The crackle of his earpiece sounded as one of the search groups reported in. "Sir, park thoroughly checked, nothing yet again."
Pressing his index finger against his ear, through the mask the captain responded, "Alright, you're done for now. Head back and inform the next group that their break is over."
"Sir!" the voice spoke before the connection ended.
Once the report ended the captain turned and headed east, towards the docks in order to physically check on the groups down there. The search has been long and tiring for some of his brethren, most of them were questioning the search and wondering why they were all needed for this search. Yet none of them wanted to question their master's order, in fear of his wraith.
He stopped as the crackle of his earpiece started up again, "report."
There was a bit of silence before a response came, "Sir, we have something."
"Don, come on!" Leo called out for his younger brother.
"Coming!" he responded from the inside of his lab.
The sun had finally set and the four teens were given the ok from their master to go out on patrol. Everyone was finally relieved to hear that, most of all Raph who was anxious to get out. The hotheaded brother counted the hours before patrol time came and it couldn't have come sooner.
A minute passed before Don left his lab, strapping his Bo staff behind his shell and joining his brothers.
"Bout time, what were you doing?" Raph asked.
"Just putting my stuff away," Don responded as the four walked towards the entrance of the lair.
"Good thing you came out when you did," Michelangelo said, bring up the rear. "I don't think Raph could hold out another minute." That comment earned a low growl from the red clad turtle. "Whoa, claws out earlier tonight."
Before they could exit the door, they were block by the sight of Master Splinter. The aged rat stood with both hands resting on the top of his walking stick. He then motioned for them to kneel. They all did so and waited for him to speak.
"My sons, tonight I want the four of you to be very careful. Even though things may be quiet above, it's still the perfect setup for something bad to happen. Even though I'm against going out at the current moment you all still need to get out and expel some energy."
"Yes sensei," All four of them said.
"Stay together, and look out for one another. And please if anything feels wrong at all, return to the lair at once."
"Yes sensei," they repeated.
"Please, be safe," he finished and motioned for his sons to rise.
They all got back to their feet and walked past their father and out the main door. As his sons past him Splinter felt an unknown feeling coursing through him. He wasn't sure what to describe it but it had his senses on alert. "Maybe it's only a father's concern," he said to himself, dismissing the feeling as he walk over to the TVs; since his stories were about to come on.
The four teen shouted in joy as they sailed through the air, jumping roof to roof. The air hitting their faces only added to the fire that was ignited inside of them. This was the kind of exercise they needed and they were enjoying it immensely. They'd been at it for nearly thirty minutes and soon Leo motioned for them to stop. Landing on a large roof with a wooden water tower they all stopped and walked over to the edge.
"Finally, this is the kind of fun I've been itching for," Raph proudly remarked.
"I know what you mean," Mikey happily seconded Raph with a light slap on the shell. "It's never fun being cooped up in the lair."
"I know you two are happy about this, but still don't let this take you guys off track," Leo spoke as he faced his brothers.
"Come on Fearless, after all the time we spent in the lair isn't good to finally get out and enjoy the fresh air," Raph rhetorically spoke to his older brother.
Leo folded his arms, "Even though it's good to be out, we're still out on patrol and have to keep an eye out for trouble."
"Come on bro, I agree with Raphie here," Mikey happily spoke, standing next to Raph. "Isn't ok to just play first and work later?"
"Not when there's trouble a foot."
"Leo, things have been quiet ever since we left the lair," Donny then interjected, walking closer to the three. "I mean I know it's important and…"
Leo sighed as he heard Don ramble on but then it felt like a jolt of electricity shot through his head. His ninja senses picked up something, an eerie feeling. "Wait, quiet," he held a hand up.
"What?" Don asked.
They all then stopped and looked at their leader curiously, but after a few seconds their senses kicked in.
"I think we're being watched," Leo spoke, as he slowly moved his head around and scanned the other rooftops. The others did the same, not sure what the feeling was but as they looked they couldn't see anything. "Quickly and carefully go for the fire escape and make your way to the surface."
"No way Leo, if someone is watching us I'm not letting this pass up," Raph spoke as his eyes continued to scan the area. "I'm itching for a good fight."
"Raph, be reason-"
He didn't get to finish as from out of nowhere a large number of Foot ninjas jumped on top of the roof. Many more then assembled on the surrounding rooftops, all of their eyes locked onto the four teens in the center.
"Shell…" Mikey gasped as they saw the mass amount of Foot surrounding them.
"Not good, not good at all," Donny agreed as the four went shell to shell, weapons being pulled out.
"How many do you think there are?" asked the sea green turtle.
"Too many for us to handle," Leo responded.
"Come on Leo, we can take them," Raph argued as he watched them slowly inching closer.
"No, we'll get overwhelmed. Listen, we're going to carve a path and head to the nearest manhole. We won't stand a chance against them all"
"But Leo, how can we make path with all of them in the way?" Mikey asked.
"Hold your ground, and wait for an opening."
Right at that the foot then started their attack. The sound of weapons clashing filed the air as the battled started.
"This is the kind of fun I've been waiting for!" Raph cheered as he ducked and struck one in the stomach with the butt end of his Sai, and then head-butting him back.
"Don't get carried away Raph!" Leo grunted as he blocked a blow, then throwing the ninja off balance before kicking him away. "They're still way too many of them!"
"I agree with Leo," Don seconded as he twirled his Bo staff before swinging right into the head of another Foot ninja and blocking another incoming blow. "There's no way we can beat them all."
Raph grunted as he jumped kicked another, "We can at least hold out as long as we can."
The fight continued on as the Foot kept on coming and getting beat by the four teens. They tried so many attempts to separate them but they managed to stay together; shell to shell. Still they continued with their attack and the long term effect started to kick in.
Raph huffed as he right hooked one in the head, "They just keep coming."
Michelangelo sluggishly swung his nun chucks, knocking a few back, "Dudes…not sure how much longer I can keep this up."
Leo's breathing started to turn a bit shallow as he kicked another down. "Keep at it, wait for the right opening." Truth is told Leo was started to get tired, and had trouble keeping track of all the Foot that was around them. Heck he even lost track at how many waves they faced, the last wave he counted was at nearly twenty. They were still surrounded and there wasn't an opening yet, so they had to hold on for a bit longer.
Don then swung his staff, hitting about three of them; small pants coming from the olive skin turtle. Time was a lost factor in this battle as an unknown amount of time passed. So he counted the wave numbers they encounter. They just entered their twenty seventh wave and it was becoming apparent that the ones they knocked back earlier were recovering and getting back into the fray. His eyes then wandered around, but then his eyes widen as he looked at the water tower. Two of the Foot ninjas were using their katanas to hack away at the wooden boards.
"Look out!" the genius turtle shouted, but it was too late.
A huge torrent of water spewed from the tower, flooding the entire roof and washing away anything that was in its path. The remaining foot fled as the four brothers were swept away in the strong current. Various shouts came from the four as they were washed off in different directions.
The amount of time that passed was unknown to Leonardo as he came to. Soaked and tired both eyes blurry; the leaf green turtle rose to his knees as he hacked up water. Not knowing where he was both eyes scanned the area. Leo then realized that he was washed on top of another rooftop. Realization then struck that he and his brothers were still under attack by the foot. Mustering up whatever strength he had left Leo tried to get back to his feet, but his legs felt like jelly and he almost fell.
His eyes scanned the roof again, but were surprised to find himself alone. No Foot ninjas were around but worst of all his brothers weren't there. "No…" he said as panic began to fill him. "Have to find them." Using his katanas as crutches Leo tried to pull himself to his feet but his legs gave way and he fell on his shell. He began to pant as he realized he didn't have the strength to get up.
Raph recovered and found himself in an alleyway, alone. The red clad turtle panted heavily as he tried to recover from the onslaught of water that hit him. His shell back against a dumpster Raph hid in the shadow it produced as he heard footsteps from the Foot ninja in the area. He tried to keep his breathing under control but was having trouble. If the Foot found him he would be dead, since he was too exhausted and could hardly move. Soon the footsteps stopped and then went into another direction, fading off. Raph sighed as that was a sign that he was in the clear. Still too tired the emerald green turtle stayed where he was, trying to recover his energy.
Mikey was on his hands and knees, throwing up the water he swallowed. His whole body drenched with water, and body exhausted. Both of his arms shook as they tried to keep the sea green turtle up. Throwing up another bit of water, Mikey panted as air finally circulated into his lungs. After taking a few breaths he looked up; taking in the area he was in. Apparently he got washed off the roof and onto a deserted street. He wasn't alone though, a few yards away were about a dozen foot ninjas, all of them on their feet approaching.
Panic began to fill the youngest as he realized he was defenseless. He just stayed where he was, on his hands and knees, and waited for them to do what it was they were going to do. But then they all stopped. The Foot ninjas just stood and stared at the orange clad ninja for a few seconds before turning and running off. Mikey found this odd, "What the shell?" he panted, body still shaking. "Why did they leave?" Just like that both arms gave way as Mikey crashed into the ground, all of his energy sapped.
Donny's went in and out of focus as both eyes looked up at the sky. Coughing the purple clad turtle sat up and tried to get his bearing. Ok so the rush of water washed him down onto the streets. He's currently by himself and no one else is here. Body aching he then uses his Bo staff as support and hoist himself up on his shaky legs. His head then snapped up as he saw Foot ninjas land a few yards away from him. "Oh no…" he softly spoke.
Looking around Don then saw dozen of foot ninjas landing, completely surrounding him. Don clenched his staff as he stood at the center of the street, heart pounding at the sight of the amount of ninja that surrounded him. There was no way he could take them all on; especially in the condition he's in and making break for it wouldn't be a good idea. He had to think of something and think of it fast.
It was then that one lone Foot Ninja walked closer to him. The olive green turtle's hands gripped his weapon tightly as both eyes focused on him. He then pulled up his weapon in a defensive stance, though his legs were visibly shaking. It was obvious that the Foot noticed this and knew that he wouldn't be much of a threat.
"You are coming with us," the lone ninja spoke, stopping ten feet away. "You can either come quietly or we'll do this the hard way."
Donny raised an eye at that, they were after him? Now things were defiantly going from bad to worse. Whatever they had planned he wasn't going to go willing. "There's no way I'm going with you."
"Fine," he sighed as he pulled out a short pole. "Have it your way." The other Foot surrounding him did the same thing, and with a swift motion the poles crackled.
"Stun batons," thought the purple clad turtle as recognized the weapons. The one in front then made the first move. Raising his staff Don blocked the incoming attack but his muscles strained from the force of the blow. It knocked him down on one knee as a grunt escaped him. Mustering whatever energy reserved he pushed and punched him back. Because of that one action all of the surrounding Foot jumped in. Sucking in a deep breath he pulled back and did a long swing that knocked a couple back but the energy required put a strain on his body. The swing he did with his staff knocked him off balance and he fell to his hands and knees.
Unfortunately that one move was all it took. "AH!" Don cried out as one of them struck his shell, a bit of an electric shock shooting through it. Since he was soaked with water the shock felt worse, like the jolt shot through his whole body. That one hit made his stand up straight on his knees, head tilted back.
"AH!" He shouted again as another baton hit him in the center of the plastron. His Bo staff dropped from his hand as another blow hit his arm. Another blow to his shell knocked him forward onto his hands and knees. Both arms shaking as it struggled to hold its owner up. Blow after blow struck Donatello as the pain accumulated and his energy depleting.
A hit across the face knocked the purple clad turtle down on ground. Soon Donny was curled up on the roof as the Foot repeated hit him with electric blows.
It felt like the beating was going on for a long time, but it was not even for a minute when it all stopped. It took the olive green turtle a few seconds to realize it stopped. His breathing shallow and shaky, his body trembling, and muscles starting to go numb Donny looked up to see that the Foot that were beating him moved back.
Using what energy he had left Don tried to get to his feet, but the beating had done its toll on him and all he could do was get up on his knees. Already his body felt like it was going to give out. Searching for his staff he was dismayed to see that it was kicked away. Footsteps made him turn his head as one Foot ninja approached.
"Good night," pulling his baton back he then swung it across Don's face, the force of the blow knocked him down to the ground as the last of his energy was spent
His vision was blurry as black figures surrounded him once again. His whole body was numb and could feel when he was being lifted up. Both eyes slowly closed until nothing black darkness became his sight.
A/N: Hope you like, I'm trying and I promise things will get better from here. Also i'm not good with fight scenes so that's all I could do. Hoped you enjoyed it and I'll have the next chapter up when I can.