TMNT 2003 S1: Four Turtles More

by Fanficteller

Fifteen years have passed since the accident. Now, eight turtles, six brothers and two sisters, born as mutants in the sewers and trained as ninjas by a rat, are forced to leave their destroyed underground home and take the first step into a surface world where they face many adventures and meet new friends and foes, until they meet their toughest opponent ever, The Shredder.

59. The Girl and the Turtle, Part 2, Part 5

CT311998: It will take some time before I get to that point of this trilogy. Have to wait for the third part of The Girl And The Turtle.

Guest1: We still have a long way to go before we get to that part of the story... but I guess that if the Ninja Tribunal considered Saki as their brother, his betrayal must have really hurted them, as well as what they were forced to do to him after his defeat, Including that how much death, suffering and destruction Saki's cruel actions have caused upon the world that they have sternly vowed never to let it happen again at any cost.

animegamefanatic: It's highly unlikely that Louie would have told Master Splinter anything about his encounter with Wendy and the orphaned children, because then that would have meant he would have had to confess to the Sensei that he had failed to stay hidden until he showed up to fetch him, as he had instructed him to do. - And I am kinda all of time planning for the climax in the third part of The Girl And The Turtle, where all of those orphaned kids Louie has befriended with will be part of.

Guest2: Hmm... even if we still have a long way to go before we get to that part of the story... sure I've been thinking about separating the real Oroku Saki and the Shredder Tengu (the Demon one) into two different person where Saki will remain heroic member of the Ninja Tribunal and the Shredder Tengu as true main antagonist of the season 5 without possessing Saki. But this idea of yours - This real Oroku Saki as a good person was possessed by Tengu who uses his fear of losing his lover (Kitsune - a good hearted Ninja Tribunal witch and his lover). With most of Ninja Tribunal having given up hope of helping him but Kitsune holding to her belief that he can be free from Tengu and can be redeemed. - I'm not giving any promises but I can at least put this into consideration.

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= TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES 2003 =
= THE GIRL AND THE TURTLE PART 2 P5. =

A little later, after they decided that it was time for them to head back home, and after saying warm goodbyes - till the next time - to Wendy and the children at the hotel, Louie and Angel were once again speeding through of the New York City's streets with Louie's bike, heading towards Angel's place so that the turtle in black could drop her off first before heading home himself.

And during of their drive home, Angel had to ask one thing about Louie's friends at the abandoned hotel, which has been buging her for ever since of Louie's and Wendy's story of how they came to meet and know each other for the first time.

"I got to ask you one thing, Louie, does your father know anything about you hanging out with Wendy and the kids?" Angel asked eventually. "And if he does, how did he take it?"

"Hmmm..." Louie hummed silently as if he was thinking over that matter, though it was quickly revealed to be mock-thinking when he finally answered to Angel's question. "Not in any way, because Master Splinter doesn't actually know anything about Wendy and the kids, nor about me hanging out with them at times."(1)

"You mean that you never told him?" Angel questioned in wide-eyed surprise.

"Yep. I kept my first meeting with Wendy and the kids secret from him ever since he came to fetch me from that hotel." Louie told her. "You see, Angel Cake, Like I told you there, Master Splinter had ordered me to stay hidden and out of the sight until he came to fetch me from that part of the town. He would have been really angry with me had he found out that I got myself exposed to a bunch of people during of his absence."

"Even if it was because you helped them then?" Angel asked. "And even after they took care of you for almost a week before he came to get you?"

"Even if it was because I helped them then?" Louie confirmed. "And even after they took care of me for almost a week before he came to get me?"

"Well, your father should at least have been proud of you for your nobility, and grateful to them that they bothered to take you under their wing for a week after all. Don't you think?" Angel questioned.

"Every day." Louie nodded. "But my dad is my dad, and he's constantly reminded us about his rules and their importance for the sake of our existence's secrecy so many times that I can almost hear them ringing in my mind. Being undergrounded by him for breaking the rules by revealing ourselves to the humans is the last thing I'd want to."

"I could say the very same thing about my grandma wanting to ground me again if I ever again end up into any businesses with the shady people like the Purple Dragons and she finds that out." Angel moaned.

"Well, I'm sure that it's just Ellie wanting what she believes is best for you." Louie told her over his shoulder. "However, whatever everybody wants about us, we're still us, and there's no changing it. As the old saying goes, "you are who you are".

"I know that Lover-boy." Angel said affectionally, before she said her next words with longing feeling. "Because right now I'm surprisingly hungry for some intense action for the first time in weeks. Don't you too?"

"Every night when I come up here, Angel Cake, and in fact, I'm STARVING for it now!" Louie said aloud as if expressing both his agreement and his frustration at the same time.

"As much as I've enjoyed spending time up here with you, some of the nights have been incredibly boring lately, not enough of open criminal activity, and thus no chance of going into a good old vigilante mode just for a change!" Louie complained.

However, ironically, shortly after Louie had said this, a very familiar sounding noise suddenly began to sound in the distance.

The police sirens.

"OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIWII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIWII!"

And the distant gunshots

"BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADA!"

Louie quickly turned on the police radio which Donnie had put in his helmet to see if there had been made any reports about this. He also opened his helmet's visor so that Angel could hear too.

"All units! All units! The money transfer convoy is under attack at the north east highway! The attackers are armed and dangerous! An immediate backup has been requested!"

Louie then turned the police radio off and turned to look at Angel over his shoulder.

"Hmm! Ambush on the money transfer convoy at north east highway." the turtle in black told her quite casually.

"Hmm. How ironic. Just as we complained both the lack of activity and out hunger for it, that came as if ordered." Angel said.

"You think what I think, Angel Cake?" Louie asked with the knowing smile crepting on his lips.

"I think I know what you think I'm thinking, Lover-boy." Angel said, returning to Louie's smile with the knowing grin of her own.

Three... two... one...

"LET'S TURTLEIZE THEM!" they both roared in unison, waving their fists in the air in over-charged enthusiasm for some action!

When they came to the next intersection where the traffic light was showing them green, Louie hit the brakes and made a sharp-sounding ninety degree turn in the middle of the intersection, facing north east where the traffic light was showing them red, and causing the cars with the green light to stop in their tracks with Louie and Angel appearing out of nowere in their way.

Then the turtle in black revved the engine and he and Angel sped off towards the highway... to give the authorities a little aid and have a little fun in the expense of the criminals by ruining their fun of attacking and robbing that transfer convoy

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(2)

There, in the north east highway, was a total chaos going on.

To begin with, about ten minutes ago or something, the money transport convoy had just left the Bank of New York and was currently driving along the north east highway towards its new destination. The convoy consisted of one large armored money transfer truck transporting money from the bank to a new destination (probably to finance something) and four NYPD escord cars were driving around the money transfer truck, guarding it.

The drive of the convoy up to the highway had gone mostly peacefully without any twists and turns along their way.

However, in one point of the convoy's drive, they eventually found themselves to be trailed off by the strange group that consisted of eight all black dressed bikers - who wore either masks or black visor helmet to conceal their identities - on the black bikes as well as a couple of armored black dune buggies crewed by the four passengers - including the driver per each - and armed with mounted machine guns, and finally three or four other black bikes with the sidecars.

Before the guards in their escort cars or the driver and passenger in the money transfer truck had time to even understand what was going on, the strange group launched their surprise attack on the convoy.

About half of the black bikers quickly drove past the convoy to the front of it, while the other half remained behind though they drove past the escort cars behind the convoy and behind the cash truck, but not before planting the sticky bombs on each escort car as they drove pass.

And after a few minutes, the bombs exploded, engulfing the escort cars in balls of fire, killing the people inside and throwing the wrecked cars either off their tires or into the air.

With the escort cars out of the way, the black bikers and the other vehicles surrounded the money transfer truck from all sides.

The passenger of the money transfer truck peeked out of the truck's window, shotgun in his hand, and attempted to shoot at the attackers with it. He managed to hit one of the bikers in the chest, knocking him off his bike and onto the highway.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

However, he was afterwards immediately hammered with one of the dune buggy's mounted machine gun which shattered the side window, forcing him to take cover.

DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADA!

In the other side of the transfer truck, the driver also came under the fire from the mounted machine gun of the other armored dune buggy, keeping the driver pinned down.

DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADA!

And while both the driver and the passenger were kept pinned down, the bikes with the sidecars approached the backside of the transfer truck, untilvthey were close enough for the passengers in the sidecars to plant the pair of sticky bombs tovthe back doors of the truck before they pulled back to the safe distance away from the truck.

Then, after the moment, the bombs exploded and the back doors of the truck were thus blown off.

After the back doors were blown off, the bikes with the sidecars then brought their passengers closer of the opening of the back ofvthe transfer truck, until they were close enough for them to professionally jump off the sidecars and board into the transfer truck.

The crooks immediately too over the backside of the transfer truck and proceeded to force their way through the door in the back of the backside of the truck that led into the cabin where the driver and the passenger were.

The crooks quickly shot the lock off the door and moved into the cabin. Once there, they made a quick work with both the surprised - and horrified - driver and the passenger by shooting them both point-blank in the heads before they could react to the intruders in the cabin, killing them instantly.

BLAM! BLAM!

After shooting and killing the driver and the passenger, the crooks too over the cabin and the whole money transfer truck, knocking the driver's and passenger's dead bodies off the seats and out of the truck onto the highway as they drove off.

The dune buggies then moved closer to the rear of the transfer truck, allowing two members from each dune buggy, equipped with magnetic suction cups, to jump off the dune buggies and attach themselves to the sides of the transfer truck, each of them carrying the piece of the mounted machine gun with them.

The four crooks then climbed inside of the backside of the money transfer truck, taking the whole vehicle over, where they mounted the machine gun at the blown off opening in the back of the truck.

Not long after hijacking the truck, the group found themselves chased by the seven New York City police car, that had been alerted of the ambush of the money transfer convoy.

"OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIWII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIUIWII!"

However, when they drove too closer of the hijacked transfer truck, the crook that wielded the mounted machine gun in the back of the truck opened fire and relentlessly fired at the police cars, wrecking them and slaughtering the police inside of them. Three police cars with their drivers and passengers met this cruel fate before the other four remaining cars retreated further away from them.

This was when the bikers took this over.

Leaving at least two of them to guard the hijacked transfer truck along with the bikers with the sidecars and the dune buggies, the four bikers at first dashed speedily forward in front of the truck until they swerved sharply around and drove back towards the pursuing police cars, driving past them. Afterwards they swerved around again and began to pursue the police cars, turning the hunters into hunted.

Instead of using the bombs this time, the bikers drove right next of either the driver or the passenger before taking out their pistols and shooting the police officers point-blank through the door windows, killing them, and causing three police cars to crash to the sides of the highway, before the bikers dashed back to the group.

As the other three bikers dashed off after dealing with their quarry, the last biker drove next to the last police car - at the wheel of which and in the passenger seat happened to be the same pair of police officers: the younger one with the curly brown hair, and the older seasoned officer with the gray hair and glasses, to whom the turtles had given back the money stolen by the Purple Dragons months ago - before the biker draw out his own gun and prepared to shoot the seasoned officer point-blank.

Both police officers gasped from horror as the biker aimed his gun at them and prepared to fire, making the police officers to brace themselves.

However, as they drove under the next bridge, something caught both the biker's and the police officers' attention.

"MEAN IN GREEN, HALLELUJAH!" Louie's voice roared.

"WOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOO!" Angel's voice hooped.

Then, they all looked up and saw Louie and Angel making a rather daredevil move by driving off the bridge above of them with the huge wheelie leap, flying over the biker and the police car as they watched in stunned astonishment.

And to make their entrance further cool, Louie made with his bike the backward flip in the air, before he and Angel landed in the oncoming lane on the other side of the highway.

But even in the oncoming lane with the dense traffic, Louie didn't slow down, but continued to drive at full speed straight ahead in the same direction as the transfer truck and its hijackers, dodging the multiple cars coming from his going direction and skillfully threading through the line of gaps between of them, and making along the way many close calls where he could've crashed into one of the cars or get knocked over by them.

And while Louie put his full focus on driving and dodging the incoming cars, Angel observed the situation in the other side of the highway. The last biker that was about to shoot the police officers in their car was so amazed by their recent stunt that he forgot the officers in the car and dashed off to regroup with his fellow hijackers.

The biker, after regrouping, said something to his comrades in the transfer car before he pointed his hand at them.

And then, the hijacker in the back of the transfer car turned the mounted machine gun at them and started shooting!

DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADA!

Of course, the densely oncoming cars shielded them from the coming rounds, but that technique was putting the innocent people at risk.

"They're shooting at us, Louie!" Angel told him.

"Then let's drove their fire away from the innocent people!" Louie said.

Louie then accelerated his bike and dashed with full speed towards the next oncoming car, which luckily happened to be the sports car with a sharply angled downward sloping front, which served well as a ramp for the next stunt.

The sports car's driver screamed in terror as Louie kept driving towards him with no intention to stop at all, until Louie made a wheelie with his bike for the rest of the way and drove with the rear tire onto the sports car's hood and over the wind shield before leaping off... flying over the sports car and over the separation of the lanes, and though of the incoming rounds of the machine gun, before landing onto the going lane.

The hijacker manning the mounted machine gun was still firing at Louie and Angel, who drove zigzags right behind them in order to stay a step or two ahead of the machine gun's rounds.

Because of that, the guy with the machine gun was unable to get the clear shot... not to mention the fact that one of his guys was driving right between of him and his prey, preventing him to shoot them with full capacity without shooting his own guy in the process.

Louie noticed this too and, coming up with an idea, he sped his bike forward and towards the biker between him and the machine gun wielding hijacker. And though the biker noticed Louie incoming and about to crash into him from behind, he was too late to do anything.

"Tell your friend that "no guns for the bad boys", dude!" Louie told to the biker before him, before he suddenly swerved his bike around at an angle of one hundred and twenty degrees, hitting the biker's own bike with his own with such of force that it catapulted the biker off his bike and towards the transfer car.

The hijacker manning the the machine gun gasped in surprise when he saw his guy flying towards him before he hit him, knocking him off his feet and over to the floor of the backside of the transfer truck, and at the same time accidentally kicking the machine gun out of the truck.

"WOO-HOO! And straight into the basket!" Angel whooped.

"I knew that the exercises for the basketball match with the training dummies would pay off!" Louie laughed.

One of the bikers instructed the dune buggies to deal with Louie and Angel, which they did by slowing down until they were both standing on either side of Louie and Angel. Keeping pace with Louie's bike, both dune buggies slowly began to approach Louie and Angel from either side, intenting to crush them between of them!

"We got boogies at three and nine o'clock!" Angel said, looking to the left and right at the approaching.

"Then let's give them something to worry about other than us." Louie said.

The turtle in black then let go of the wheel and, while balancing on the bike to keep it steady and going straight forward, took out his Manriki-gusaris in each hand and began to wildly spin them above of his and Angel's heads, while the unfazed drivers of the dune buggies began to get even more closer of them.

"Say "hello" to my little friends!" Louie said before he quickly crossed his arms and whipped his chains in the opposite directions.

Louie's right hand's chain wrapped around the wheel of the dune buggy on his left while his left hand's chain wrapped around the wheel of the dune buggy on his right. And as the turtle in black pulled his chains back, he forcefully tore the wheels off, leaving the shocked drivers of the buggies unable to drive the buggies.

Tossing the buggies' wheels off, Louie then pulled his chains back before putting them away, and then he took out several Shurikens in each hand.

"And this is your stop, fellas!" the turtle in black declared before he wrapped both his chains around the bars of the buggy on his right before he turned sharply to the left, nd without a steering wheel, the buggy's driver was unable to manage the course of his buggy, leading it to be dragged in the turtle in black's wake by the chains

Louie then circled around of the second buggy, which driver too had the same problems in managing the buggy's course as the first one's, while pulling the first buggy RIGHT in front of the second, causing them to crash into each other, with the first buggy being knocked over upon the impact and sent rolling along the highway while the second buggy was sent flying into the air and over the first one before crashing to the highway.

Having released his chains from around the first buggy's bars a moment before the crash, Louie turned his bike around and resumed the chase after the transfer car.

"YEEEE-HAAAAW!" Louie whooped.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo, all-right! Cool move, Louie!" Angel praised.

"Thanks! High-three!" Louie said as he held his hand out over his left shoulder towards Angel.

"High-three!" Angel repeated and slapped her hand against Louie's.

"But if you think that was something, Angel-Cake, then you haven't seen NOTHING YET!" Louie said as he speeded up.

Seeing the turtle in black and Angel defeating the dune buggies, one of the bikers instructed the other bikers to follow him, while telling something else to the driver of one of the bikes with the sidecar, before he led the bikers to speed ahead of the transfer truck. After driving a little further ahead of the hijacked convoy, the bikers turned their bikes sharply around and then drove back.

Meanwhile, the driver of the bike with the sidecar, to whom the leader of the bikers had given the unknown instructions, instructed the other bikes with sidecars to follow him off the highway the next turning point, but not before two of the hijackers had exited out of the transfer truck and moved into their respective bikes' sidecars.

The bikers then drove past the transfer car and towards Louie and Angel, while taking out the nightstick and held them up ready to strike.

"Incoming, Louie!" Angel warned as she saw the bikes coming.

As the first two bikers approached, Louie steered his bike past the first on on his left and the second one on his right, staying just outside of their reach as they tried to swing their nightstick at him and Angel to knock them off Louie's bike.

But as Louie was about to drive pass a third biker on his left, the biker got close enough to try and hit them with his bumbstick, forcing Louie to turn his bike sideways and lean it to the right at a sharp angle - while taking support from the tarmac with his right foot - causing them to skid along the tarmac and both past the biker and under the swing of his nightstick, just narrowly missing them. Afterwards, Louie straightened his bike before spinning around and speeding away.

As Louie rode towards the fourth biker who, as they were about to drive pass each other, swung his own nightstick forward and towards them vertically, and not horizontally as the previous three had done, probably because he had seen how Louie had managed to get pass his comrades and hoping to hit him at close range if only he could get close enough.

Louie, however, wheeled his bike to shield him and Angel from the incoming swing with the front tire and underneath of his bike, which worked as he drove past the biker on his right, as he missed them and hit with his nightstick Louie's bike's front tire instead, which also knocked the nightstick off the biker's hand.

But as Louie put the frontie of his bike down, he saw the last two bikers driving towards them side by side, leaving a small gap between them for Louie to drive through, but they, however, as they drove closer, planned to swing their nightstick at Louie at the same time, and even low enough to leave them little to not room to duck their heads down to dodge the incoming blows.

However, Louie nothing but laughed at the face of the challenge and speeded up his bike towards the gap between the bikes.

And as they were about to meet each other, with the bikers swinging their nightsticks down and towards them with all their might...

"Hold on, Angle-Cake!" Louie warned, before the turtle in black literally jumped off his bike - With Angel, trusting him, holding onto him tightly - and over at this gapping bikers' nightsticks as they hit the empty air atop of Louie's bike as they drove past it on both sides.

"WHOA!" Angel cried as they flew in the air after Louie's jump, before she and the turtle in black then landed back onto Louie's bike and continued chasing the transfer

However, the six bikers turned their bikes around again and, slamming on the gas, they drove at maximum speed after Louie and Angel to prevent them from reaching to the transfer truck.

Angel saw them coming by peeking at them over her shoulder.

"Louie! Those bikes! They're coming back!" she warned.

"Good!" Louie said, not too worried about this, before the turtle in black took out a small turtle-resembling green device with the beacon resembling light in middle of it, before he threw it in the manner of Shuriken towards the transfer car and it flew into the backside and latched itself into the ceiling.

Louie then took out something that resembled the remote control - no different from the one Donnie had for the remote-controlled system he rigged in the Battle Shell - and pressed on the few buttons before pressing down the red button in the middle of the remote control.(3)

The beacon in the turtle device latched in the ceiling of the backside of the transfer car started flashing over and over again.(3)

Louie then took his hands off the handlebars and lifted his foot off the pedal a little to test if what he had done was working... and he smirked when he realized that it was: His bike now steered itself to the rhythm of the transfer truck and the pedal was staying down on its own, keeping the bike in the motion without him having to push it down.(3)

"Donnie, you're the turtle!" Louie muttered, pleased, before he turned to look Angel over his shoulder.

"Angel! I'm going to jump off here! And when I'm gone, grab the handle bars of my bike and hold on tight! Got it?!" Louie told her.

"Okay! Got it!" Angel nodded confidently as she kept peering at the bikers chasing them over her shoulder.

However, her eyes went wide when she quickly realized what Louie had just said and meant.

"Wait! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAID?!" Angel asked, taken aback, as she turned to look at Louie.

"I'm going to jump off here! And when I'm gone, grab the handle bars of my bike and hold on tight! Got it?!" Louie repeated himself.

"You're going to...?! You mean I...?!" Angel stammered, unable to believe what she was hearing. "But I can't drive the bike! I'm just a teenager and I don't even have a license!" she protested.

"So am I! And me neither!" Louie said in return. "But don't worry, Angel Cake! You'll be doing fine! I did take that into account and arranged it so that you don't even have to do anything other than hold on tight!"

"That's it?!" Angel said, not sounding convinced. "But where then you're going?!"

"To clear the playground!" Louie simply answered.

The bikers behind them were starting to gain on them , getting closer and closer every passing minute and second, until the first two were right on their heels!

Louie then prepared himself to jump off his bike, while Angel was awaiting for this with slight dread and anxiety.

"Alright, Angel! Once I'm off the ride, move quickly to my place and grab a hold from the handle bars. And remember, you need to do nothing more than just hold on tight!" Louie repeated for the third and last time as he braced himself for the jump.

"I don't like this, Louie!" Angel said sincerely.

"You'll be doing fine, Angel Cake! Trust me! I'll be right back for you in no time!" Louie assured her. "Now, on the count of three!"

"Wait, Louie!" Angel tried.

"THREE!" Louie cried out, leaving "one" and "two" out from counting on three and abruptly jumped off his bike!

"WHOA-AAAAHHHH!" Angel screamed in wide-eyed surprise, waving her hands wildly in the air after Louie jumped off the bike without warning.

However, pulling herself quickly together and putting her trust in what Louie had told her about having already set the things right for her, Angel hurriedly pulled herself onto Louie's stea on his bike and grabbed on the handle bars while pressing both her legs firmly against the bike and putting her feet on the pedals for support... and held on tight.

But while "driving" Louie's bike Angel noticed something weird, that while the transfer truck in front of her sped forward and drove wildly past other cars in the lanes on this side of the highway, Louie's bike was followed it closely and as if along with the truck's rhythm while keeping the speed as same as the trucks - slowing down when the truck was slowing down and picking up the speed when the truck accelerated its own - while passing the other cars safely without endangering both them and her.(3)

And all of this was happening without her doing absolutely NOTHING! It was like Louie's bike was driving itself on its own while following the transfer truck's wake.

But how was this even possible with Louie's bike particularly... as she had already seen Donnie literally remote-controlling the turtles' Battle Shell to break its way into the Dragons' Lair from inside the place.

Meanwhile, after Louie had thrown himself off the bike, he made the backward flip before changing it afterwards into the sideways barrel roll and then into the front lip in the air before he landed onto his shell to the tarmac, afterwards of which he somersaulted onto his feet while facing the incoming bikes.

And then, the turtle in black leapt into the air and dived towards the surprised bikers with his arms spread wide.

"YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Louie whooped, in slow motion, as he flew past the first bikers while knocking them off the backs of their bikes.

Louie then landed onto his hands to the tarmac and pushed himself up, flipping over and flying feet ahead towards the third biker, kicking him with both off the bike.

Louie then landed onto his feet to the tarmac before he jumped with the front flip towards the next two bikers, and split-kicked them both in the heads, sending them off their bikes simultaneously.

After landing back on his feet to the tarmac, Louie front cartwheeled towards the sixth and last biker before he jumped on the front of his bike, making surprised and alarmed biker to back away as Louie hopped onboard.

"Sorry, mate, but mind if I borrow this baby?" Louie said to the biker with the smirk, before he just simply pushed him off the bike.

"Didn't think so, mate!" Louie thanked sarcastically, before he turned himself around and grabbed on the bike's handle bars.

"WHOOOO! BABY GIMME ONE MORE TIME!" Louie whooped as he revved the bike up to maximum speed, wheeling as he go.(4)

However, upon driving pass the next turning point, the four bikes with the sidecars entered the high way and drove side by side not far behind of the turtle in black... with each passenger armed with what looked unmistakenly like...

"RPG?! Oh, seriously?!" Louie groaned as he peered over his shoulder at them and noticed that the passengers of the sidecars were each carrying RPG rocket launchers... and with all of them aimed at him!

And then, one by one, they fired their rockets at the turtle in black.

First, driving zigzag to dodge from behind his shell incoming rockets, Louie swerved to the right to dodge a rocket fired by the passenger of the bike secondly on the right, which exploded when it hit the abutment of the next bridge.

Louie then swerved to the left to dodge the next rocket fired by the passanger of the bike far on the left, which exploded upon hitting to the wall right next to Angel, and the explosion nearly knocked both Angel and his bike over to the tarmac.

Louie then swerved to the right again to dodge the third rocket fired by the passenger of the bike secondly on the left, which flew past Louie and continued straight down the highway until it finally hit the back of the unfortunate car, with the explosion sending the car flying onto its roof to the tarmac.

And at the same time Louie dodged the fourth and last rocket fired by the passenger of the bike far on the right, which exploded upon hitting a car driving in the other side of the highway, knocking the car over and making it crash into others incoming cars.

Louie grimaced at the civilian casualties these punks were inflicting upon the innocent people while trying to get him. When he peeked behind him, gritting his teeth angrily, he saw that the passengers of the bikes were reloading their RPG's with the new rockets.

Not wanting this to cause more civilian casualties, Louie decided to pull this one short.

And so, he took out both of his Manriki-Gusaris and, while balancing on a borrowed bike, he quickly tied the ends of his chains together before he lifted up the other ends and began to spin them both wildly, widely and speedily above of his head... and at this point, each passenger of the bike had already loaded their respective RPGs for the next round.

Then, as Louie drove underneath of the next bridge at the same time as the crooks began to lower their RPGs down and aim them at the turtle in black, Louie leaned down against the back of the bike at the same as he swung the ends of his chains like whips to the opposite sides, causing one end to smash deep into the wall on his right and the other end into one of the bridge's abutment on his left, leaving both ends stuck there and the linked chains into a long straight and taut line in the way of his pursuers as Louie drove under it.

Both the drivers and the passengers saw the chain in front of them and, too late to do anything to avoid inevitable, drove right into the chain: some got knocked back and off their bikes and sidecars by the chain while the others got caught by the taut chain, which threw their bikes violently into the air, throwing both drivers and passengers airborne.

With the last of their pursuers dealt with, Louie speeded up after Angel and the transfer truck, grinning triumphantly.

Meanwhile, Angel was still following in the transfer truck's wake on Louie's bike.

In the backside of the transfer truck, however, the two of the hijackers one of which Louie had knocked into the other one manning the mounted machine gun earlier, were already recovering and getting back up on their feet.

However, when one of them, the same one who had been manning the machine gun, noticed Angel still chasing them on a bike - but strangely without that other one who mainly drove that bike - he reached for his gun and pulled it out, taking aim at Angel in order to shoot her and rid them from one of the two of these thorns in their hides.

Angel's eyes went wide with alarm when she noticed the guy holding the gun up and aimed directly at her, prompting her to quickly duck her head down for the cover and braced herself for being shot.

However, that shot never came when the crook's attention was turned away from Angel into Louie, who drove past both Angel and his bike on his borrowed one in the mad dash speed towards the transfer truck.

As Louie got even closer of the back of the transfer truck while the crook turned his gun on him, the turtle in black jumped onto his feet on top of the bike, balancing on it like he was on a skateboard with it towards the truck.

Louie also gave a smug smirk and a wink at the hijacker, who was too stunned by this impossible stunt to fire his gun.

And because of that, Louie was able to reach the truck unopposed before he made the leap off the bike towards the truck, managing to get a hold from the top end of the back of the truck, before he swung himself into the truck feet first.

"YAA!" Louie let out as he kicked the hijacker in the chest and sent him flying back into his friend, knocking him and them both down to the floor as Louie himself landed in three-point pose over the downed crooks.

The crook he had kicked onto his friend moaned in pain as he slowly lifted his head slightly up and looked directly at the turtle in black, who smirked back at him.

"Your gig's ended already, pal, so I got two words for you." Louie said, holding two of his fingers up. "Nighty-night." he added before he kicked the lights out from the crook.

Louie then proceeded to throw the knocked out thugs out of the back of the truck onto the highway, albeit being careful not to make them hit to his bike as they hit the tarmac.

With them out of the way, Louie proceeded to the cab of the truck, without paying attention to the three quite large sacks marked with the New York City's bank's logo in the corner of the backside of the truck.

Louie then moved in the cab through the door, appearing as a shadowy figure right next to the crook that was driving and greeted him a rather creepy-looking teeth-bearing grin.

"Hi." Louie said, making the crook to look up at him.

"AGH!" the crook gasped in fright, but didn't get a chance to do anything when Louie grabbed on him.

Within five seconds, Louie knocked both the driver and passenger off their seats, out of the transfer truck and onto the highway, leaving them behind.

Louie then got into the driver's seat and took control of the truck... before he lifted up the remote control of his bike and pressed a few more buttons.

Angel, who was still driving on Louie's bike, relieved that she hadn't been shot but confused of what had just happened, jumped slightly in alarm when she felt Louie's bike jerking forward under her, before the bike literally revved itself on its own and drove at speed towards the back of the transfer truck

"Ahh!" she let out, startled, when the bike suddenly wheelied on its own as it got closer of the truck, until its turbo booster ignited themselves on their own, much to Angel's surprise, and boosted the bike upwards and swiftly off the ground, sending the bike flying inside of the back of the transfer truck... where it then skidded to stop.

Both stunned, tensed and breathless of what had just ocurred, Angel was still holding tightly to the handlebars of the bike even though it had already came to stop safely inside the back of the truck.

After a moment of pulling herself together, Angel finally sighed in deep relief that it was all over now and loosened her grip on the handlebars, before she slowly climbed off the bike and moved carefully in the cab of the truck, taking the passenger's seat next to Louie's.

"Sweet ride, eh?" Louie asked from Angel. "I told you you'll be fine, Angel Cake. After all, I'm the turtle of my word."

"Let me guess, Louie..." Angel said breathlessly, while taking her helmet off. "Whatever happened with your bike, it gotta have something to do with Donnie, correct?"(3)

"Yep. Remote-controlled system which he earlier rigged the Battle Shell with. I asked him to make the similar thing into my bike, and I would say that with the field test being a success, he has once again surpassed himself." Louie explained.(3)

"Field test? You mean this was the first time you've ever used it?" Angel questioned with the deadpanned look on her face.

"I got it when I was undergrounded for two weeks, afterwards I never got a real chance to test it." Louie said. "So this was the perfect moment to test the system's functionality."

"Well, one thing about it was a total failure." Angel said sarcastically, glaring daggers at Louie in annoyance for him not telling her about it earlier. "You warning me about the whole thing beforehand!"

"Chill out, Angel Cake. You did great and didn't get hurt." Louie praised. "And besides, while I was occupied, you did the most important job I wasn't able to do: Taking care of my bike. And for what I'm forever grateful to you."

Angel rolled her eyes at Louie's concern for his bike. "Jeez. You're welcome, shell-for-brains." she said curtly. "Just...just give me a good warning next time before you're going to use it with me again, okay?"

"Ditto." Louie nodded.

"And besides, look on the bright side of this." the turtle in black added. "Not only was my bike's new system's field test successful, but we two also did what we came here to do: We prevented the robbery of the money transfer truck, kicked the bad guys in their butts and got back what was stolen."

Angel's slight glare at him quickly melted away and was replaced by the wide-eyed look as the realization of where she was hit her... in the cabin of the formerly hijacked money transfer truck with no hijackers in sight. Not inside or the outside of the truck.

After checking that out, Angel turned to Louie. "You mean that we did it?"

"We did it!" Louie confirmed.

"WOOOO-HOOOO! WE DID IT!" Angel cheered, throwing her arms up in the air.

"TURTLE IN BLACK AND ANGEL BRIDGE RULES!" Louie cheered, shaking his fist in the air.

"High-three!" Angel said as she held her hand up to Louie.

"High-three!" Louie repeated and slapped her hand.

"Now. Check on the papers that where all this money was going to be transferred, and we'll take it back to its rightful owner." Louie told Angel as he turned into driving the truck.

However... Louie's head jerked up in surprise when suddenly and completely unexpectedly, he felt the barrel of the gun being held against the back of his head... evenb if he was still wearing his black helmet to keep his identity consealed!

Angel gasped when she saw the hand holding the gun appearing all of the suddenfrom the backside of the truck and pressing the gun against's Louie's head.

"Louie!" she cried and tried to interfere, but she quickly stopped in her tracks and went as still as a statue when the another hand holding the sawed off double barrel shotgun emerged from the backside of the truck and pressed the gun's double barrels against her left temple.

Angel followed with her eyes the hand holding the gun against Louie's head to the arm and up along the arm to its owner, and frowned in confusion when she saw three people at the door to the backside of the truck, who were dressed pretty much like those recent hijackers with the black mask to conseal their identities.

"Where did you three even come from?!" Angel asked, confused.

"Shut up!" one of the crooks holding her at gun point said harshly.

However, Louie and Angel's eyes went wide from a shocking surprise when they heard that voice... that deep, raspy voice that sounded awfully familiar, and that they both knew they have heard that voice before... in that alleyway... three weeks ago.

"MARCUS VICTOR?!" they both gasped aloud in unision, turning to look at the masked crook who was revealed to be their old acquaintance from that alleyway.(5)

Marcus glanced at both of them in alarm. "How did you...OUCH!"

The second crook, who was holding a knife in the hand, immediately hit Marcus in the head with the fist, cutting him off.

"You idiot! We were not supposed to reveal our identities!" the crook chided angrily... with the femine voice which both Louie and Angel found familiar.

"HELGA ESTERSON?!" both Louie and Angel gasped in unision.(5)

However, something was off. If these two muggers from that alleyway three weeks ago were here, then it didn't need the geniusness from the turtle in black and Angel to guess who was the third crook - who was holding Louie at gunpoint.

And so, with the deadpanned looks and annoyed eye-rolls...

"Hi, Sir Johannes Victor." Louie and Angel groaned in unision.(5)

The third crook then removed his mask from his head, revealing from under it a familiar bald-headed and a small-moustached man known as Sir Johannes Victor.

"Greetings, Angel Bridge, and Lorenzo... it was Lorenzo, your name, right? We meet again." Johannes said with the smooth voice.

Both Helga and Marcus removed their own masks from their heads, revealing Helga's hardened face and her golden hair tied behind into a ponytail, and Marcus' shaven face.

"So... It's you three then." Louie said, sounding a bit annoyed. "Quite a coincidence for me and Angel to run into you here out of all places in New York."

"Not the mention about you guys being five guys down." Angel noted as she noticed that the other five thugs who were with these three on that alleyway weren't there.

Both Marcus and Helga shot a dirty looks at Ange for her choice of wordsl.

"I'm terribly sorry for ruining you two's fun and celebration of your success in stopping the robbery of the money transfer truck, but me, my brother and Helga here have a mission to accomplish, and you two are our mission." Johannes said in mock-apologize.

Louie only casually shrugged his shoulders. "So, you probably didn't learn anything from the last time's butt-kicking session and came back for more, didn't you?"

"Well, at least the others did." Angel said. "Unless they were amongst of those other masked guys and got their butts kicked up by Louie already."

"Yeah, right about that, Mrs. Bridge. Not exactly." Johannes said, sounding rather disturbed when their companions from the alley got mentioned. "Henry, Leroy, Bud and Bob and Lou are, let's just say, not with us anymore."

Louie and Angel blinked their eyes in surprise to hear that.

"And why our buddies aren't with us anymore?! It's all thanks to you two!" Marcus snarled angrily as he pressed his shotgun harder on Angel's head. "Your, for your uncooperation!" then he turned towards Louie but kept his gun on Angel. "And you freak, for your interference!"

"Henry, Leroy, Bud and Bob and Lou were gunned down because of our failure to bring Mrs. Bridge in per orders of our boss." Helga said. "That's why we three decided to call vendetta against you two for you nearly costing us our own lives too!"

"So you decided to set up a trap for us?" Louie deduced. "Funny, though, because such robberies, such as those of money transfer trucks, are supposed to be well and elaborately planned, yet I rather doubt you three have any brains to be the true masterminds behind this for you being nothing but a street muggers and errand boys."

"WHO YOU CALLING STUPID, FREAK!" Marcus barked angrily, turning his gun from Angel's head on Louie. "I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S THE ONE WHO DOESN'T HAVE ANY BRAINS IN THE ONE'S HEAD SOON!"

Johannes, however, was quick to interfere and put his hand on Marcus' gun before turning its double barrels away from Louie's head and back on Angel's, while giving his brother a stern look.

"You've already tried that once and failed, Marcus." he told his brother. "Let me handle this! Just keep an eye on Mrs. Bridge and you better WATCH that sensitive trigger-finger of yours!"

"Marcus growled in annoyance but did as told nonetheless.

Johannes then turned back to Louie. "You're absolutely right, Lorenzo. Me, my brother and Helga are not the masterminds of this robbery. Our job was just to lie in wait until you two have dealt with the rest of the party and moved in the position we can launch our ambush."

"Those three big sacks with New York City's bank's insignia?" Louie deduced. "So you were hiding in them until I had cleared off the rest?"

"Yes." Johannes confirmed.

"Then that explains a lot." Angel said, finally realizing how and where the three came from like out of nowhere after Louie had cleared off the crooks from the truck.

"Though I still think that ambush plan of yours sucked!" Marcus commented. "Being stuffed into a tight and stinky sack and wait there sweating before our targets are in the perfect position for us to set an ambush."

"Well, at least it did work, didn't it, Marcus?" Johannes said with the annoyed eye-roll.

"Just barely." Marcus said. "For a moment I thought that the girl and this freakish frog were going to peek into the sacks for some money to take and instead discover us hiding in them, thus ruining the plan!"

Louie shot at Marcus an offended glare for him even thinking something like that about him... as well as for him mistaking him as a frog.

"FROG?! You blind or what?!" Louie asked. "First of all, Marcus, I'm not a frog, I'm a turtle! And secondly, why the shell I'd take money that comes from the bank! I'm not a crook like you! I have my honor, while you have a rotten cabbage there in the place of a brain." Louie said, tapping his right temple with his finger to make his point.

Growling angrily for the insult. "THAT'S IT! I'LL BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!" Marcus roared and attempted to once again turn his shot gun at Louie to shoot him in the head.

However, Johannes was quick to stop him from doing anything again.

"Put that thing away, Marcus! I'm not going to say for the third time" Johannes barked angrily, nearly loosing his cool with his brother. "Besides, our orders were to bring them both alive! You kill him, then it'll be your head that gets the bullet in next!"

Gritting his teeth tight, Marcus shot an angry glare at his brother for stopping him from killing Louie.

"Well, at least your brother has his brains still there, Marcus." Louie teased while pointing his head, making Angel giggle a bit though she quickly suppressed it.

Marcus shot at them both the dirty looks, but after a moment, he finally agreed to stand down, albeit very begrudgingly.

"So, mind to tell us why to go through all this trouble if you're not the masterminds behind this and if you're not going to take your vendetta on us now?" Louie asked, convinced that there was something else behind of all this.

"Yes, about that." Johannes said. "We have been tasked with delivering to both of you a special invitation to a special event, including taking you to there, but first we have to make a little stop under the Manhattan Bridge in the south bank of the East River."

"Under the Manhattan bridge? In the south bank of the East River? Why there?" Angel asked.

"You'll see, Mrs. Bridge." Johannes assured. "That's why, if you do have an honor as you said, Lorenzo, I suggest you cooperate with us and drive the truck straight there... and no tricks." he demanded, albeit in a calmer voice and sort of politely/nicely requesting.

"But if you try to trick us!" Helga said, before she put her knife under Angel's chin and lifted her head up a little, exposing her neck while holding her knife's blade over Angel's throat. "The girl will pay for it!"

Angel's eyes went wide from slight fright for the knife being held on her throat, before she looked at Louie, who tensed up after Helga threatened to harm Angel to get him to cooperate.

The turtle in black shot a dirty look at the three of them for this. He momentarily considered of catching the crooks off guard by making the truck to drive zigzagging before giving them something else to worry about than them, such as purposely driving the truck into one of the bridge's abutments and leaving them on board while he and Angel will jump off before the crash.

However, as tempting as that sounded, Louie decided to put Angel's safety first... and the another reason was to find out that who truly was behind of this robbery.

"Ugh! Alright, fine! The next stop: underside of the Manhattan Bridge." Louie said, reluctantly giving in.

"Excellent!" Johannes said, satisfied.

"And no tricks, no cheating, no crazy driving, no crashing, no misleading, no distracting, no zigzagging, no backstabbing, no cop-callings, no selling out ye, no outcome gambling, no butt-kicking..." Louie listed, which slowly turned into some kind of teasing singsong voice.

And with that, they headed for the Manhattan Bridge.

(2)

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It didn't take long from them to reach to their destination in the feet of the massive abutment of the Manhattan Bridge in the southern bank of the East River.

However, it would have been better for Marcus if the trip had gone much, much faster than this, because during the whole trip Louie still continued to list the "No-things" with that non-ceasing singsong voice that already started to sound irritating to him... especially when it was mostly targeted on him.

"... No beating up Marcus', no kicking Marcus' sorry rear end, no pulling "wedgies" on Marcus, no pulling "wet willies" on Marcus, no bending and twisting Marcus' ugly face, no mocking Marcus' "intelligence", no telling Marcus that he got no brains in his thick skull because he doesn't even have a brains, no..." Louie continued.

"WILL YOU, PLEASE, SHUT UP NOW?!" Marcus irritably and furiously demanded.

Both Louie and Angel couldn't help but chuckle at this.

Marcus he turned to Johannes. "ARE WE THERE YET?! THIS FREAK IS REALLY GETTING ON MY NERVES!"

"Calm down, Marcus. We're there already." Johannes said.

Louie drove the money transfer truck to behind of Manhattan Bridge's abutment.

And once they got there, Louie and Angel were surprised to see a black limo and two red cars standing there, along with about one dozen of gangster-like dressed people awaiting there in front of the vehicles.

Louie, still staring at the cars and the people in front of them, then stopped the truck right in front of them and turned off the engine.

"We're here." Johannes said, before he nudged Louie's head towards the door with his gun. "Now, outside."

"And don't even think about trying to escape or she'll get hurt!" Helga added as she, taking over for Marcus, grabbed on Angel by her arm and roughly nudged her towards the door. "Even if we cannot kill her... that won't stop us from taking from her something that cannot be replaced."

Helga made her point by roughly holding Angel's hand and her own knife up, before she held her knife over Angel's dangerously close of Angel's hand, making it clear that she'll cut off either Angel's finger or in the worse case the whole hand as a bloody price should Louie try anything.

Louie scowled darkly at Helga for her threat against him through Angel, before he reluctantly stepped out of the truck with Johannes in his wake while still keeping the turtle in black at gunpoint.

"Out! GET OUT!" Helga barked and roughly shoved Angel through the door, making her fall onto her knees to the ground after being thrown out of the truck.

Angel hurriedly got back up to her feet and turned to glare back at Helga as she stepped out herself and walked up to her, before grabbing Angel's arm again and dragged her along towards the black limo.

Johannes and Marcus, the latter carrying Louie's Butterfly swords he had confiscated from him - personally escorted Louie before the black limo and stood guard on either side of him, before Helga brought Angel and put her to stand next to the turtle in black.

Johannes then walked in front of Louie and Angel to address them.

"Now remember, you two. In front of our boss, you two stand quietly and rhythmically. You only talk to him when you two are spoken to and not before, if you value your lives. And when you talk to him, you call him either Mr. Nosy or Sir, and you speak to him both respectfully, shortly, and clearly, and be careful what you say to him. Is this clear?" he instructed them sternly.

Both Louie and Angel glanced at each other sidelong with the deadpanned looks, not really impressed by such of instructions how to behave before this "Mr. Nosy" Johannes was talking about. However, the two quickly shrugged their shoulders as they decided to play along.

"Yeah, clear it is. Whatever." Louie said, earning a satisfied nod from Johannes.

With that, they all turned to face the backdoor of the black limo, which was flanked by other three thugs; one with a turquoise suit, mustache and reddish-brown hat, and a one with brown suit, hooked nose and a golden hat, and the third one who stood in front of the backdoor was Gabriel "Gabe" Harris.

A gruffy and pot-bellied thug eyed both Louie and Angel alternatively for a moment, before he turned to Johannes.

"So, I see that you three succeeded in your mission after all, against all of my expectations." Gabe gruffly said.

"Remember what the boss said earlier, Mr. Harris. "A failure will be unacceptable".

And I promised, on my life, that we won't fail to bring both Mrs. Bridge and Mr. Lorenzo here before our boss." Johannes said casually while gesturing his hand towards Louie and Angel.

Gabe raised an eyebrow in confusion upon hearing the name he hadn't even heard before. "What the hell is Lorenzo?" he repeated with the frown.

"It's his name." Johannes said, gesturing his hand towards Louie.

"Sounds a pretty stupid name, if you ask from me!" Gabe commented.

"That makes two of us." Marcus agreed. "Even I think that's a stupid name."

Offended, Louie couldn't help himself. "That was mean! And what's your stupid name then? Let me guess. Mr. Drummy, whose fat belly bonks like a drum?" the turtle in black demonstrated this by extending his own stomach outwards and clapped it repeatedly with both hands to make a loud drumming sound.

Gabe growled as he glared darkly at the turtle in black for his insult.

Louie then whipped around and glared at Marcus. "And that comes from the guy with the sensitive trigger-fingers but no brains in his thick skull." he added, tapping his temple with his finger.

Marcus was once again on the verge of loosing his cool and patience with Louie and raised his shotgun to shoot him, but before he could fire with them, and before either Helga or Johannes could stop him, Louie swiftly snatched the shotgun from Marcus' hand before he struck the thug in the stomach with the gun's butt, hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Moaning in pain, Marcus bent over while holding his stomach, before he fell over on his right side to the ground.

Louie knocking Marcus down caught both Helga and Johannes by surprise and provoked Gabe and the other thugs to pull out their own guns on Louie, preparing to shoot him if he tries anything.

However, much to their surprise, Louie, disregarding of being held at gunpoint from twelve directions, whipped around again and tossed Marcus' shotgun over their heads and over the edge into the water.

They then turned back towards Louie with the raised eyebrows and frowns on their faces, as they saw Louie holding his hands up, not in the sign of surrendering but more of to calm down the tensed situation.

"Well then! Now that that's out of the way, can we move on to what we were brought here for in the first place?!" Louie asked rather impatiently. "If your boss, this Mr. whoever-he-is, wanted to see me and Angel so bad, then where is he hiding like a mouse in the mouse hole instead of coming forward to meet us face-to-face in person? Send him before and fast! We got no all night here, you know?!"

Gabe scowled angrily at Louie for his audacity to order them around as if he thinks he's the one charge in here, but begrudgingly acknowledged the point in Louie's words and at his signal, the other thugs lowered their guns, standing down.

However, the frown didn't fade away from Gabe's face when he turned back to Louie.

"Very well then, Lorenzo! I'll give you that one, just this once!" Gabe said, telling the turtle in black that he'll look through his fingers of his assault on Marcus for now. "Now let's just do as you say and get back to business!"

Gabe then turned around and walked over to the black limo, grabbing the handle and opening the door ajar before he peeked in and said something to someone sitting inside the limo before remaining there to listen. After a moment, Gabe nodded his head to someone inside before stepping back, opening the door fully in the process, before he then turned to Louie and Angel again.

"Mr. Henry Nosy!" Gabe announced aloud, as if announcing the arrival of some very known or very important person, before Mr. Nosy himself stepped out of the vehicle.

Seeing him for the first time, Louie and Angel both took into accound Mr. Nosy's noticeably large size and his muscular and broad-shouldered build and his thick arms and large hands. It immediately reminded both Louie and Angel about Hun, because he too was a pretty large and muscular in shape and appearance.

However, Louie just barely managed to suppress the laughter that was building in him when he stared at Mr. Nosy's shaven face: Those eyebrows nearly as thick as a gorilla's and his remarkably large, broad, and round nose, which left the turtle in black quite amused.

"Is that supposed to be a man or an overgrown gorilla in clothes?" Louie whispered to Angel, letting out small chuckles to escape from his mouth.

"Shutupshutupshutupshutupshutup!" Angel pleaded, not completely scared, but amused too of Mr. Nosy's ape-like appearance while trying hold back her own laughter, not really needing anything to make her burst out of laughter right now.

Mr. Nosy didn't at first look at Louie and Angel but at Johannes, Marcus and Helga, and took a notice that, apart from these three, no one else had appeared here with them.

"Where are the rest of the guys I sent with you?" he said, questioning the others' absence

"He took them out. All of them." Marcus hastily said, pointing at Louie.

Now Mr. Nosy looked down at Louie and his went wide from disbelief, unable to believe his ears, before he then looked up at Marcus and the others with the frown of his face.

"So, you're telling me that this young punk single handedly took out all two dozen guys - two... dozen... guys... - I sent with you to hunt him down, and all that came back was just you three?" Mr. Nosy said with dangerously calm voice, while pointing his finger down at Louie.

"Y-Yes, Sir." Johannes gulped trying to keep his cool. "But it was worth of it! We made it and we caught him, along with little Mrs. Bridge here! Our plan worked perfectly despite the minor set backs."

"Massive set backs, I'd say, Johannes! And with only the three of you coming back here intact unlike the last time, I'd say that the success of your mission was only due to pure luck!" Mr. Nosy chided, before he faceplamed himself. "Unbelievable! Even with a small army as your disposal against ONE guy, you three are incompetent morons!"

The three of them backed away from Mr. Nosy again, holding their hands up silently beckoning for their boss to calm down - which of course he wasn't going to do with them.

"Ooooh! Somebody's in troooooooouuuuuuuubleeeeeeee." Louie said with singsong voice as he smirked at the three thugs over his shoulder.

Mr. Nosy then laid his eyes on both Louie and Angel, and with the frowning scowl on his face, he started to walk towards them slowly but certainly... accompanied by Gabe and his two bodyguards.

Louie and Angel, with steely nerves, held their ground, but as Mr. Nosy approached them, Johannes, Marcus - who had already recovered from Louie's counterattack and stood back up - and Helga became quite restless and nervous in his presence and, slowly and with the sweat pouring down from their foreheads, stepped back and away from him, which Louie took a notice.

Only Johannes mustered enough of courage to hold his ground after taking a couple steps back, while both Marcus and Helga kept withdrawing more than just couple steps.

Mr. Nosy then stood right in front of both Louie and Angel, easily towering over them - like everybody else too - and looked down at them both inquisitively, from heads to toes, taking into account of their sizes and ages... including Louie's shoeless and two-toed feet, which briefly caught him off guard.

Mr. Nosy then turned to Louie, before gesturing his hands towards his helmet. "Your helmet. Take it off." he ordered.

"I wouldn't." Louie cautioned, not for himself but for them. "I might kill a lot of you guys with my such of hideous ugliness that even an Ugly Duckling would pale next to me."

"Perhaps for the reason, boy." Mr. Nosy countered. "You see, those three morons, Mr. Johannes, Mr. Marcus and Mrs. Helga have told me that you might not be even a human being at all, but something even more hideous. They told me that you're somekind of freak being capable to pull its head inside its body... like a turtle. Am I right?"

Angel went wide-eyed from shock. "He knows?!" she gasped as she turned to Louie.

Mr. Nosy paid a notice of Angel's reaction to this with mild interest instead of simply telling her to shut up, because if she knew the rumoured and suspected truth about Louie, then he was close of discovering it himself.

"Yes." Mr. Nosy said. "I know... or at least I think I know, although I have too much of my own doubts to believe it fully until I see it with my own eyes."

Louie wasn't as shocked by this revelation as Angel was, although only to the point that if these good-for-nothing people of the underworld already knew his true identity (thanks to Johannes, Marcus and Helga here, he guessed), then there was no point in trying to hide it from anyone.

"You wanna see my face?" Louie asked with defiant calmness, before the turtle in black raised his arms around his helmet and slowly started to take it off.

"Louie, no!" Angel protested, thinking that Mr. Nosy was just bluffing, and that falling to that bluff could be very risky move for his family.

Louie, however, ignored her and resumed taking his helmet off his head, revealing his face to everyone present.

The thugs around collectively gasped in surprise, disbelief and maybe even horror when they saw Louie's face, and either took a step back or drew their weapons at him. Angel looked nervously around of them while Louie remained casual, with his gaze locked with Mr. Nosy.

"There... you got to see my face. You happy now, Mr. Potato-face?" Louie asked, making right afterwards an insult of Mr. Nosy's large round nose.

Mr. Nosy, however, though his eyes widened slightly from surprise, remained stoic and casual too upon this revelation... even in the face of such of defamatory insult.

"So... these morons were right after all." he said. "You're not a human being, but a turtle, literally."

"Good that at least someone has a brains to get that I'm a turtle, not a frog like those morons do believe. I'll give you that." Louie told him, pointing with his thumb at Johannes, Marcus and Helga.

Though frowning at the language Louie was using whilst speaking to him, Mr. Nosy nodded his head as if acknowledging Louie's words somewhat as a compliment... or closer of that, before the big thug kept looking at Louie with interest.

"Hmmm... so short in size and young by age... but well-built and spunky..." Mr. Nosy said as he inspected Louie from head to toes.

"You know what, Lorenzo? Instead of being horrified as you might expect us humans to be, I'm actually intrigued by you. They say that you single-handledly defeated Johannes, Marcus, Helga and five other guys back at that alley a few weeks back, and that you have just bested about couple dozen other guys while trying to take back that transfer truck."

"Yeah. So?" Louie said, questioned that what he was after.

"So, I'd love to see with my own eyes how based the rumours of your apparent "invincibility" are." Mr. Nosy said.

Louie thought about it over before nodding his head as if getting at what Mr. Nosy was meaning.

"So, let me get this straight... You want to see me fighting your guys, and beat up their sorry butts, all over again, because you don't believe me being capable to doing that even for the third time until you see it yourself, right? the turtle in black questioned.

"From the latter half, correct." Mr. Nosy said, before he took off his bowler hat and then began to take off his blue coat. "But incorrect with the former half."

"Sir?" Gabe questioned his boss with the raised eyebrow, as Mr. Nosy handed to him his hat and neatly together folded coat.

"I've heard enough incompetent morons' stories of their humiliating defeats at the hands of the one person who fights harder than a boxer, to whom the number of opponents mean as much as nothing. That's why it'll be me you'll be fighting with, turtle." Mr. Nosy said as he loosened his tie.

Louie blinked his eyes in surprise of Mr. Nosy's choice of words and stared blankly at him, wondering if he was being serious about what he'd just said? Few seconds later, Louie almost chocked in laughter as if he'd just heard a hilarious joke.

"BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAA! You... You... You can't be serious?" Louie questioned between the chuckles, before he switched his silliness into a confident demeanor. "Johannes, Marcus, Helga and a few guys with them were barely a warming up session to me. A couple dozen guys offered at least some refressing challenge... and now I have to clash my wits and skills with the ones of a potato-nosed and cabined-sized ape-man who thinks he can take on a ninja turtle by himself?"

"Yes." Mr. Nosy, not letting Louie's taunts to get to him, nodded as he cracked his knuckles.

"I don't know." Louie said, shrugging his shoulders almost in a bored manner. "Won't be the first time I've been put against the certain gigantic sausage-fingered lard-butt and emerged victorious twice. So how can the outcome of this be any different?" the turtle in black mockingly cautioned.

Mr. Nosy, however, didn't heed Louie's words, but confidently stepped in towards Louie, wrapping his shirt's sleeves up.

"Here we go, Lorenzo. Fight me." Mr. Nosy dared.

"Nah!" Louie said, waving his hand dismissively at the huge man before him. "Not worth of my time nor yours."

Mr. Nosy, for the first time since meeting Louie personally, seemed to be on the verge of loving his patience with the turtle in black, but managed to still keep his cool.

"Fight me, turtle! I want to see myself are you as strong and though as they say!" he demanded, barely keeping his voice calm.

"And why would I do that just to satisfy the likes of you, Mr. Potato? You have nothing to make me." Louie shot back.

However, while frowning angrily at Louie for his refusal to fight him, Mr. Nosy glanced over the turtle in black's shoulder at Angel who was still standing behind him, looking nervously how the things will occur. Then a knowing smirk appeared on his lips before he turned his gaze back to Louie.

"Oh, I think I already have one, Lorenzo." Mr. Nosy said, before she pointed his finger at Angel to make his point. "Her."

Louie's confident demeanor instantly vanished when the turtle in black realized that Mr. Nosy was referring to Angel.

"You see, Lorenzo? Before you guys even got here, I prepared a little surprise for your adorable little friend should you refuse to fight me." Mr. Nosy said, before he nodded to his people who were standing behind of Angel's back.

"Angel...!" Louie said as he turned around to Angel.

One of the guys with the rifle came over to Angel from behind and struck her hard in the back of her head with the butt of his gun. Angel cried in surprise and pain after she was hit before she fell over her knees to the ground, holding her head with her hands.

"ANGEL!" Louie cried, shocked, and was about to rush over to help her... if it wasn't for Johannes, Marcus and Helga, who quickly drew their weapons at him, preventing the turtle in black from getting to Angel.

"Be a good little boy and stay where you are." Johannes said with the smirk.

"Or don't be and you'll give me a reason to settle some scores." Marcus added with the evil grin of his own.

Louie gritted his teeth angrily at the trio, before he turned worriedly back to downed Angel.

After one thugs had hid Angel in the head with his rifle, couple other thugs came over and seized Angel by her arms, before they dragged her up from the ground.

"Shall I reveal the details of how my little surprise for your friend should work, Lorenzo?" Mr. Nosy asked, making Louie to turn back to him, before he snapped his fingers.

Then inside the ring stepped a thug with the bunch of rope in his hands, followed by two other thugs who brought in an orange concrete mixer that was on and mixing wet concrete inside of it, and a fourth thug came in bringing a square concrete pan, deep and wide enough for the feet of a human to fit in.(6)

"If you refuse to fight me again, I will order young Mrs. Bridge to be bound and stand in that pan over there, filled with wet cement... and until the cement has hardened around her feet, I will send her in a boat in the middle of the East River, and have my men drop her into the water and her to a watery grave." Mr. Nosy explained.

Louie glared at Mr. Nosy under his brows, but shook his head in denial of his claims.

"You're bluffing! YOU'RE BLUFFING! You're just making up that threat because you're afraid to face me in the fair fight." Louie said accusingly, believing that Mr. Nosy just wanted to put him at a disadvantage where he couldn't fight him with his full potential by threatening to hurt Angel... and to show to his guys how easy it was to defeat him.

"Don't dare to impugn my honor, boy!" Mr. Nosy shot back. "I am not afraid to face you in a fair fight. But since you refused to fight me with the easier way, we're gonna make you to fight me with the hard way."

The thugs laughed, before they started to drag Angel towards the concrete mixer.

Shaking off her dizziness and regaining her foot holding, Angel tried to fight back to break free from her captors' grips, but they held their hold on her and kept pushing her forward, before one of her captors ruthlessly even twisted her arm to force her to stop struggling.

"AGH!" Angel cried in pain.

"Angel!" Louie called out and instinctively stepped forward to interfere.

Marcus, however, stepped forward and struck Louie in the head with the butt of his shotgun, causing his head fly to the left. Stunned by the blow, Louie fell over his knees, with his head hung limply on his shoulders.

"Louie!" Angel gasped and tried to struggle against her captors once more to get free so that she could get to Louie to help him, but they just kept pushing her onward.

"Tie her up and make her stand in the pan, but don't do anything afterwards until I say." Mr. Nosy ordered them.

Shaking off his dizziness from the blow, Louie lifted his head up and turned to Angel and the thugs restraining her. The turtle in black then tried to get back up from the ground, until he found himself being held at gunpoint when Marcus pressed his shotgun against the back of Louie's head.

"Take one more step, creature, and I'll blow your brains out." Marcus threatened.

However, Mr. Nosy immediately came over to them and, taking the gun both off from Louie's head and out of Marcus' hands before he put his large hand over Marcus' chest.

"You stay out of this!" Mr. Nosy said before shoving Marcus back, hard enough that Marcus almost tripped in his feet and fall over if Johannes hadn't caught him just in time.

The thugs made Angel stand in a pan and forcibly held her in place while they began to tie her up.

"Well, Lorenzo, what say you now?" Mr. Nosy asked before gesturing towards Angel with his hand. "Young Miss Bridge is just two of my words away from her watery grave, unless you agree to fight me. So I give you out of my sheer generosity two options, my two words against two options. One, either you fight me or my guys will pour a wet cement in that pan, and you'll fight. Or two, either you fight me or she'll get thrown in the water to drown once the cement is hardened and you'll fight nonetheless. Which one you'd rather choose? Better pick up wisely."(6)

Louie narrowed his eyes angrily at Mr. Nosy for using his refusal to fight him as an excuse to send Angel into the East-River to drown... and that he even dared to smile smugly at the thought that he had both the upper hand over him and the leverage to blackmail him into fighting him.

However, another thought also crossed Louie's head. His ninja instincts were telling him that something was fishy around here.

Mr. Nosy himself said having heard him having beaten up his guys twice despite the odds behing heavily against him, but he shouldn't act this smugly if he was naturally sure of his victory over him.

Whether he was too arrogant to admit to himself that he didn't stand a chance to beat Louie, or then he had some hidden backup help somewhere around here in case if Louie gets an upper hand over him.

Suspecting a dirt play here, Louie looked warily around to every spot where to hide any dirty leverage, before Louie paid a glance at Angel, now fully tied up and held still by the thugs, who seemed to share the turtle in black's exact thoughts about the foul play in here.

However, Angel's instant and initial response to this was shaking her head at Louie, wordlessly telling him not to accept Mr. Nosy's challenge even at the risk of her own life and thus avoiding of potentially falling into another trap set for him.

The turtle in black, however, wasn't in the mood to put his own safety before Angel's, so he pushed himself off the ground and glared daggers at Mr. Nosy... before he slowly began to circle him.

Mr. Nosy chuckled sinisterly. "Is that a "yes", boy?"

"Why don't you come over here to find out, ape-man?" Louie said, beckoning Mr. Nosy to come to face him. "But I'm only doing this so that you won't hurt her."

Mr. Nosy chuckled again. "This is going to be fun. Any rules you want to announce before we start?"

"Aside of back-up or leverage from outside of the ring, anything else is permitted." Louie said and braced himself.

"As you wish." Mr. Nosy agreed. "And as for the girl, whether she gets hurt of not, depends on how well you fight."

Louie and Mr. Nosy then began to circle each other while Johannes, Marcus, Helga, Gabe, Mr. Nosy's bodyguards and all other thugs stood as a ring around the two. The thugs began to both cheer and encourage Mr. Nosy to take Louie down while sneering and taunting at Louie for standing no chance against the man that is almost twice of his size.

All the while, Angel was watching the upcoming match with unease, while keeping an eye to the outskirts of the ring for any outside back-up set by Mr. Nosy against Louie.

"Well, little turtle, let's see what you can really do and if you are as tough as they say. But a small word of caution though. I too have faced tougher challenges in my time, bigger and stronger, but just as spunky as you, and I have always come out victorious. After this, you will be just one among many whom I have already defeated." Mr. Nosy said confidently.

"Just tell me one thing, Mr. Nosy..." Louie said with the sly smirk on his lips. "Have you ever heard about the story, "David and Goljat"?"(7)

However, before Mr. Nosy could even answer to that, Louie launched himself towards him faster than he or any other thugs around them could blink their eyes and flip-kicked Mr. Nosy in the nose, knocking his head back, before the turtle in black spun around and kicked him in the chest, sending him onto his back to the ground.

The thugs gasped in surprise, shocked that Louie had already managed to knock Mr. Nosy down before the fight could've even properly start.

"The little shepherd used his tiny slingshot to knock the lights out of the giant thrice his size!" Louie responded for him mockingly.(7)

Rubbing his nose, which had taken such of bowl that Louie's kick had left a nasty bruise in it, which would possibly swell up later, Mr. Nosy pushed himself up from the ground and glared at Louie.

"Hugh! Matters not! We're just getting warmed up!" Mr. Nosy said and charged at Louie.

First he swung his right fist at Louie, who leaned to his left to dodge it. Then Louie went down on all fours as Mr. Nosy swung his left fist at him. But when Mr. Nosy tried to lift his right leg up and bring it down on Louie, the turtle in black spun around to his left and, with his left outstretched leg, he swept Mr. Nosy's left leg off from under, causing the thug to fall over again.

Mr. Nosy got back up again, but before he could re-engage, Louie began to hammer the his faces with the volley of left hook and right straight punches, before he struck Mr. Nosy under the chin with the uppercut punch, before he spin-kicked him in the face with his right foot, before he spun around again and bent down and put his hands to the ground before the turtle in black handsprung forward, kicking with both feet Mr. Nosy in the face, knocking him back!

"WHY, YOU LITTLE TWERP!" Mr. Nosy cursed, before he swung his fist at Louie and managed to lay a punch in the turtle in blackäs chest, which sent him flying back.

Landing on his shell though, Louie bounced back off the ground before the turtle in black put his hands to the ground and pushed himself up until he landed on his feet against the chests of the two thugs standing behind him. Wasting no time, Louie kicked himself forward, causing the thugs to stumble backwards and fall flat on their backs to the ground.

Louie then flew back towards Mr. Nosy and struck him with the spinning roundhouse-kick in the face, knocking the big man off his feet and backwards with the barrel roll in the air, till he landed face-first to the ground, much to the thugs astonishment, and Angel's amusement.

Mr. Nosy, panting, his face sweaty, his already big nose nose swollen even bigger while sporting a nasty bruise in his forehead and the line of blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth, then pushed himelf off the ground and turned to glare daggers at the turtle in black, who smirked smugly at him.

"I did warn you, didn't I?" Louie taunted him. "Hopefully it was your nose I broke and your pride."

Louie then advanced towards Mr. Nosy to deliver the finishing blow on the big thug, until suddenly...

STAB!

"AGH!" Louie gasped when he all of the sudden felt the stinging feeling in the right side of the back of his neck.

"Louie?" Angel gasped when she saw this, and she would've gone over to him to see what was wrong with him if only she hadn't been restrained by Mr. Nosy's thugs.

The turtle in black reached over his shoulder and grabbed to whatever had hit him in the neck and pulled it away. Clenching his fist around of the thing he'd removed from his neck, he brought it in front of him before opening his fist and looking at the thing that rested in his palm.

Louie's eyes, as well as Angel's eyes went wide from shock when they realized what had just hit him.

A tranquilizer dart!

Taking the note of the angle the dart had hit him from behind, Louie turned around and looked up at the Manhattan Bridge... and up there, a small figure was reaching over the railing of the bridge, carrying a tranquilizer dart gun with a scope in his hands... which he had aimed right at him.

Because it was still dark, the figure was wearing a dark hoodie, and he was a quite distance from them... Louie couldn't see the his face clearly and therefore didn't know that the guy who had just shot him with a dart gun was none other than...

"A personal compliments for your victory from L.J. Alcatraz." a hooded figure, L.J. Alcatraz himself, muttered with satisfaction for the payback against Louie for beating him in the rap battle.(8)

It didn't take long before the tranquilizer dart started to take its toll, as Louie's vision already began to blur and his head began to spin from sudden fatigue and nausea, causing him to drop the dart from his hand.

Putting his hand over his insufferably spinning and aching head, Louie moaned and wobbled around unsteadily, and repeatedly blinked his eyes to get his vision clear and repeatedly shook his head to rid himself from the dizziness. But no matter how hard and stubbornly Louie fought the effects of the dart, it just kept coming and increasing every second.

Louie then turned back to Mr. Nosy, who looked down at him with the satisfied smile on his lips. Realizing that the big thug had the hidden ace under his sleeve such as this, just like he had suspected, te turtle in black gritted his teeth angrily at him.

"You... You... You cowardly swine!" Louie cursed, as he slowly advanced towards the big thug step by step out of sheer willpower despite the rapidly increasing dizziness. "You... have no... honor! Even less... courage to... face me... on your own... without having... backup... outside of... the ring!"

""Everything is permitted". Wasn't that what you just said." Mr. Nosy said, hypocritically twisting Louie's words about everything except the backup from outside of the ring being permitted for his own gain.

Mr. Nosy then advanced towards Louie confidently, while the turtle in black braced himself, still determined to continue despite his growing dizziness.

Louie made the first move by throwing a punch at Mr. Nosy, but it was a very sloppy punch which Mr. Nosy dodged easily by sidestepping to Louie's left.

"Too slow." Mr. Nosy taunted, before he backhanded Louie hard in the shell, knocking the turtle in black forward and making him to fall over his knees to the ground.

"LOUIE!" Angel cried anxiously as the fight seemed to be turning in Mr. Nosy's favor.

The thugs around them, including Gabe, his bodyguards, Helga, Marcus and Johannes, started to cheer at Mr. Nosy again, encouraging him to beat Louie up and show no mercy.

"Yeah! Crack that freak's shell into pieces! Slowly that he even feels it!" Marcus cheered.

Panting and sweating, Louie slowly and laboriously pushed himself up from the ground and turned back to face Mr. Nosy again, who eagerly though slightly impatiently beckoned him to come for him.

The turtle in black and Mr. Nosy started to circle each other, before Louie began to punch Mr. Nosy's chest repeatedly, even throwing in a couple kicks, but his attacks were getting too feeble to even slightly nudge the big thug backwards.

And as Louie kept trying with his best efforts to bring him down, Mr. Nosy didn't move a fin to defend himself. He just stood there, allowing Louie to freely punch and kick him in the chest as much as he wanted, while shaking his head amused of Louie's rather feeble efforts to defeat him.

"Too weak!" Mr. Nosy commented, before he punched Louie hard in the face with his huge fists, knocking him over his shell to the ground.

However, rather than to wait Louie to get himself up again, which obviously would take too long because of the effects of the dart, Mr. Nosy walked up to him and grabbed him from the ankles, before lifting the turtle in black off the ground and holding him upside down in the air.

"Is this all you got, turtle? Pathetic! And yet I was expecting some challenge!" Mr. Nosy sneered, before the big thug swung the turtle in black over his head and slammed him hard into the ground, and then proceeded to slam the turtle in black to the ground to his right and then to his left, and repeated this over and over and over and over again!

Mr. Nosy then lifted a limp Louie over his head with both hands, before he slammed the turtle in black's chest hard against his knee, making Louie groan in pain.

Unable to bear witness to Mr. Nosy beating up dizzy and thus defenseless Louie like this, Angel had to turn her eyes away from this.

Mr. Nosy then picked Louie up and held him over his head with both hands again.

"You have disappointed me, Lorenzo! You are none of the fighter than I thought!" Mr. Nosy told to the turtle in black, before he brutally threw him to the ground.

And to further add the insult to injury, Mr. Nosy walked up to downed Louie and put his foot hard down onto Louie's chest, making him groan as he pinned him to the ground.

After defeating Louie, Mr. Nosy turned to his men, especially Helga, Marcus and Johannes.

"See, lads?! This is how it's done!" Mr. Nosy told the three thugs. "This turtle is not as tough as you three imbeciles have almost led me to believe! And if he is so easy to beat, then he is the proof that the real problem is in the three of you and your incompetence!"

Helga, Marcus and Johannes nervously backed away, rubbing their arms or shoulders in shame.

"NO!" Angel cried from the top of her lungs.

This made surprised Mr. Nosy and everybody else to turn to look in her direction, while Angel glared up at Mr. Nosy from under her brows.

"Maybe their incompetence is a correct word... But you didn't beat Louie easily! In fact, you would have never even beaten him easily! He was the one who easily beat you until you cowardly cheated by having your guy to shoot that tranquilizer dart in his neck!" Angel angrily accused, before throwing in Mr. Nosy's face the next insult. "This cowardly acts only proves that you got no guts to fight a fair fights, 'cause you're too much of afraid for the well-being of your ugly big nose!"

The thugs slightly gasped and gaped at Angel for her insulting their boss and his nose so slanderously.

Mr. Nosy glared angrily at Angel for the latter's insult for his nose, and seriously considered to just order his men to fill the pan Angel's feet were in with the wet cement, so that they just could take her on the boat in middle of the East River and just dump her in the river to rid themselves from her.

However, two reasons prevented him from doing so even though he felt like it, one of which made his eyes to go slightly wide as if he had quickly remembered something, before he paid a quick look down to his watch in his wrist, which only further frustrated him.

"ARGH! We got no time for that little big-mouthed brat! We are already late from the boss' birthday parties!" Mr. Nosy growled angrily. "Just... just shut the girl's trap and load her in the car! Gag her mouth or tranquilize her! Do either one or both of them! I don't care which one! Just let's go already!"

Said and done! One of the thugs holding Agel took out a piece of cloth before they both grabbed on Angel.

"Get your hands off me, you...! MMMMPH!" Angel barked, fighting against their grips, before the thug rather forcibly put the cloth over her mouth to prevent her from speaking, before they started to drag gagged Angel away and towards the open trunk of the car.

Defeated, battered, on the verge of passing out from dizziness, but desperately clinging to his consciousness and with the last of his strength, Louie groaned as he weakly lifted his head up and, with his blurry vision, glared defiantly up at Mr. Nosy, who looked down at him.

"Nighty night, turtle." Mr. Nosy said tauntily, before he lifted his leg up again. "See you in the morning."

And with that, Mr. Nosy brought his foot down on Louie's face, knocking the lights out from the turtle in black!

TO BE CONTINUED...

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TRIVIA

1) - Answer to animegamefanatic's question: No, Louie has told Master Splinter nothing about him befriending with Wendy and the orphan children.

2) - Louie and Angel chasing the money transfer truck on the north east highway is based on/inspired by the highway chase scene from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2, Out of the Shadows.

3) - At some point, whether Louie himself or Louie with Donnie's help has equipped his bike with the Remote-controlled system similiar to one in the Battle Shell, alongside with the throwing turtle-shaped beacon-devices, activation of which will direct the bike to the source of the signal on its own.

4) - "Baby maybe one more time" song reference.

5) - Johannes and Marcus Victor and Helga Esterson, the crooks Louie met at the alleyway while saving Angel and Ellie Bridge are back!

6) - Angel being threatened to have her legs put in the pan filled with the wet cement and then to be thrown overboard in middle of the East River used to originally be my "the Girl and the Turtle" saga's first part's voice-over introduction before I completely changed it due to the chapters getting too long with some scenes.

7) - Reference to the "David & Goljat" story.

8) - Return of L.J. Alcatraz for revenge against Louie for beating him in the rap battle earlier.