edited chapter. :)

"Honestly, why is it deadpool seems to interrupt? Sigh, what a pain." Tealana grunted with annoyance. "Someone called?" deadpool asked, peeping his masked head in the door way waiting for a reply. Squinting her eyes slightly, lightly rubbing them and exhaled with slight gruff of annoyance. Raising her gaze toward the sarcastic merc. "Seems you have never left, I presumed?" she wondered. "How did you know that?" he wondered.

"Because you had exhausted the turtles, that is how I know." Tealana answered. Deapoll grinned and shrugged as he chuckled. "It would appear that I have and did." Tealana smiled, as she saw raphael standing behind him. "Well, I do hope you have extra energy to spend."

Deadpool glanced tealana somewhat confused then glared over his shoulder toward raphael standing behind him and he cringed quickly. Sheepishly said, holding his hands open and surrendering. "Hey big guy, no hard feelings right?"

Raphael glared, rose hsi hands and cracked his knuckles as he answered with a smirk. "No hard feelings." Deadpool didn't believe raphael and stomped on his foot for his escape then ran. Raphael grunted, breathed alittle to ease the pain in his foot then winked to tealana. Tealana chuckled. "Get back here, deadshit!" raphael shouted. "It's deadpool!" he answered.

Tealana smiled, glanced the audience. "Onwards to the following chapter. Enjoy lovelies."

Chapter 9

Somewhere, hidden. The doors opened, light clamoured feet approached his side. A tray placed on the side table, followed in by a fellow gang member. The heart monitor and life support machine, kept Hun alive. Looking down the man, laying in a comatose state. Kane undressed the bloodied covered bandages to be replaced with fresh ones. Looking back to carter.

"Everything alright?" kane asked, gently placed Hun's hand down after bandaging the wound. Rubbing the back of his head and sighed. "I never thought something like this could, bring down master hun."

Kane sighed, turned and stood before carter. "Master Hun is a strong man. He is strong enough to still be here with us. And he will pull through this."

"What if he doesn't?" Carter inquired, somewhat disbelief in faith. "He will, he is thee only purple dragon. He will pull through this. He has to." Kane replied, glanced back to the comatosed man.

"Ok, if you say so." Carter stated, disbelieving and losing hope. Carter held his jaw and glared kane standing over him as he recieved a backfist, making him fall to the floor. "Don't you say that. He will wake up and going to lead this den once more." Leaning down, glaring into his eyes. "Got that?" Carter nodded and replied. "Yes, got it."

"Get out." kane hissingly ordered. Carter pushed himself to his feet and walked out. Kane stood beside Hun. Kane sighed, picked the tray up that carried the bloodied bandages and walked out of the room. Closing the door behind him.

Meanwhile, waiting in a room as she begun to hyperventilate alittle and twisted the tissue between her palms. Hyperventilation was never her normal experience. As she was always calm, prepared even ahead of others. For some reason, this was different. Never experienced before and immediately poured a glass of water that sat on the dresser. She had only poured the water and begun to take her first quick sip when the door opened, a dark brunette haired man stepped in the opening of the doorway. "Ms reite?"

Turning around and glanced the man with a small bloated smile, filled with water. Quickly swallow and answered with a slight pitched voice and light wave. "Yes, that's me." He smiled, waved his hand. "They're ready for you."

Before elena followed, she requested for one moment. She was granted and quickly sent a text to her husband. Waited for a reply and she smiled, sighed with relieve and boost of confidence. Normally she'd leave her phone in her handbag, as she left in the dressing room but something synochronized in her mind. Elena knew something, or someone was telling her not to leave her phone so she took it with her. Tucking away in the pocket of her denim dress. Walking down the corridor with the stage advisor, and he held his hand out. Guiding elena to her place on stage with kurt matheson.

Waved to the audience, as they applauded. Taking her seat across from kurt matheson, after he greeted her and begun with his first question on how she became to be.

"Welcome elena reite." Kurt matheson greeted, welcoming. Elena smiled. "Thankyou, kurt. It is good to be here."

"There is so many stories about your work and journalism. And now, you are an karate instructor. Please share how that became to be." Kurt matheson asked. Elena smiled.

In the lair. While in the living room, watching the television show. The Kurt matheson show. The Hamatos watched elena. Leonardo was so happy, so proud of his beloved wife. Master splinter sat nearby, watching also. Feeling very proud of the young woman that has given so much to bring joy and happiness to his eldest son. Raphael draped his arm over the back of the couch and around his wife's shoulders.

"So brave of our sister, doing this for us." Raphael proudly commented. Rachel smiled, kissed his cheek and said. "Hopefully, one day soon. We can enjoy a picnic under the day sun like other couple."

Wolfjade and mikey glanced both raphael and rachel as they agreed. Wolfjade cradled her hubby's hand within hers and said. "Our pups can even go to school, play with other children."

Rachel smiled, and said. "That would be wonderful, but this is only early days. And right now, how do we know if there are or could be others." Splinter's heart suddenly beated alittle faster then usual. Slowly stood up and walked away as his children watched, curiously. "Sensei?" Raphael called gently. Having his back to them and closed his eyes for a second and turned around and glanced upon them gently, answered softly. "Yes my son."

"Something wrong?" He asked. Shaking his head alittle and smiled softly. "Nothing is wrong, just a little tired is all my son." Splinter turned on his heel and walked away then stood by quietly and glanced over his shoulder as he thought about his wonderous growing family and the future of hopes and dreams for thier children. He was indeed proud of Elena and very supportive of her mission on anthrospecies citizenship. He resumed and reached the handle to his room, opening the door and entered. Closing behind himself and gathered a candle, two fresh incense sticks and a pillow. Kneeling before the table, lit the incense sticks and candle.

Slowly inhaled then exhaled, controlling his breathing as he closed his eyes. Steadily controlled his heart beats, until his physical body grew still and relaxed. Allowing himself to be open, and welcomed the astral plane. Splinter opened his eyes, looked around. The astral plane was white, smoggy. Until four walls appeared. It was the room he was familiar.

Splinter stood in the centre of the room. The lair was empty, cold and dark. His cane clicked the floor as he stepped forward, looking around the room. The surroundings changed as he stepped in the living room. Turning around, prepared to defend himself but what he witnessed. Made his heart skipped a beat. Sweat trickled down his furred temple.

Unable to gasp, breathe or cry out. His hand rose and shook from distance of reach. Splinter witnessed his sons, standing around a white cloth bed. But he had seen two.

Beside his bed was another. Covered in blood of the centre. Slowly approached the scenery as his hand reached and grasped the sheet. Pulling it back, he gasped mortified. Seeing his eldest son, mutilated. Elena cradling a newborn infant, broken. Seeing only elena, had him worried.

As he wondered where the others were. Elena faded away as he turned, and he saw rachel with wolfjade on the ground. Covered in blood, they too were mutilated. Pieces scattered. Thier abdomens were sliced open. Tears streamed down his cheeks, terrified as he tried to scream. Then a warm hand grasped his shoulder.

Faced the visitor that stood behind him. A warm smile, a comforting caress soothed him. As she said, soothing. "It is only a dream, my love. You worry too much. Our children will be fine. There is something you must see though."

Splinter followed, whilst he held his deceased love's hand as she led him to a door. Standing before the door, as it stood real before them. "Where does this lead, miriam?" splinter asked. Miriam reached for the handle and pushed it open.

A bright white and golden light swirled within the opening. "Come, my love. See the future." Splinter was confused, uncertain. But he followed, always believed his love would never betray him. Once they stepped through the light.

Looking around, the vibe in the room was different. Seeing his children happily playing. With each other but with other children that were both human and anthrospecies. Rachel walked in the room, with fresh fruit and cookies. Wolfjade was pregnat again and she too, brought in fresh baked brownies with orange juice.

The door opened and light approaching feet entered the room. Leonardo and elena had cradled a newborn daughter. She was beautiful like her mother, very much like her mother. Standing beside elena was terrapin child that looked alot like leonardo, as he glanced over and smiled.

The twins, yoshi and RJ were playing with thier friends outside in the courtyard. Raphael too, practicing rubgy. Splinter watched, tears of joy had filled his eyes and covered his cheeks. Miriam held his hand within hers and said.

"This is the future, our daughter in law will create for our family and many others of New York." Splinter pulled miriam to his embrace, she smiled and as they shared a deep lovers kiss. Smiling happily, opening his eyes as he glanced upon the photograph of his sensei, Hamato yoshi with tang shen. Sitting beside, the photograph of miriam. Smiling, beautifully posed in her lovely multi coloured dress.

Snuffing the candle flame, thanking for the visitation he recieved. Standing up, walked out to join his children. They continued converse, as they watched elena on kurt matheson show. Cheering her efforts, as he quietly sat down and smiled.

"There you have it, Miss elena reite. A journalist, reporter, a karate instructor and business owner. Now a activist for the rights of anthrospecies. If you are an anthrospecies, you call the number on the screen and apply for citizenship rights or donate for the cause. This is kurt matheson show, love you all and good night."

The television show presented the credits as it ended and both, elena and kurt shook hands as they continued converse until the show credits finished and made way for another television show that is programmed for schedule. Leonardo smiled proudly and hurried away, to show his appreciation and graditude.

"Elena is awesome!" Mikey said, happily. Wolfjade glanced her husband and said with folded arms and cheeky gaze. "And what of me?" Mikey chuckled, glancing sheepish. Pulling wolfjade in his embrace and kissed her cheek. "You're the best, still awesome in my eyes sweetcakes."

Wolfjade hummed alittle. "Mhmm, nice try mister." Mikey glanced sad, disappontedly pouted. Wolfjade chuckled and said. "I was teasing, mikey." Kissing his cheek, cheering him. Mikey smiled and chuckled. "You cheeky wolf."

Elsewhere, turning the television off after watching the program and a knock was heard. Standing up from the couch, and answered the door. His eyes opened wide surprised but curiosity. Two men approached his back as they too were surprised. Hans whispered to brendan.

"Wow, I thought the bossman's son in law was the only anthrospecies in new york."

"Yeah, that is incredible. Wonder if there are beautiful females that we could court?" brendan whispery replied. Jonathan glanced back to silence the pair, and returned to inquire the visitor. "May I ask your name, sir."

"Of course you can, My name is Jarrod Richardson." Jonathan stepped aside and welcomed the black wolf in the premises. Closing the door behind them, and walked with the black wolf. "So what brings you here to our, den?"

"I would presume that you know, elena reite correct?" jarrod richardson asked. Raised a brow, curiously wondered as he glanced before replying. Whilst both hans and brendan waited, as they became alittle suspicious suddenly. Lowering thier hands to prepare for defence, hanging thier hands over the handles of thier guns in thier sheaths. Jonathan finally replied.

"Well, all depends on who is asking. What is your purpose with elena reite?" Jarrod sighed and walked back to the door, opening it. Two more wolves, entered the premises. One grey and white, one saberwhite. "We are here, because we wish to apply for citizenship and become apart of this motorbike den. The black wolves is legendary to our clan."

"Legendary? Clan?" Both brendan and hans repeated, unison. Jonathan and jarrod exchanged a continuous long silent glance until he finally said, requesting. "To ensure your truth. Would be agreeable to complete a few tests first?"

Jarrod smiled, nodded and answered. "Wouldn't want it any other way. You are right to be defensive of your clan. We accept your tests. Shall we begin?" Jonathan smiled.