Heroes in the Half-Shell 2: TURTLE POWER!

Chapter 4 – Having a Ball

Disclaimer: I do not repeat DO NOT own TMNT and crew in any way cause they belong to Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird (Only knows as the Greatest Guys on Earth!). Other characters like a certain OC that happen in these fanfic rightfully belongs to me and only ME!

Announcement from the writer: Hey guys. Sorry for the lateness. Had my mum's birthday, Father's Day, Madman Festival, and other things like my videos. I have finally finished my 1987's cartoon and the 2012 series! With them done, I can focus on my next project. Other than ROTTMNT, what show should I watch? Ninja Turtles: The Next Mutation? Captain Planet? Gargoyles? (Sounds like I wanna watch something in the 90's or something? My favourite era!) You guys choose! (But I do have requests and such from my viewers at the moment. Maybe I'll choose them.)

Let's get the reviews out of the way like always, shall we?

From the reviews/PMs that I got, I will answer them:

To ChelleNorlund

This is a very good chapter, April is very good wearing that green skirt with her white top as well. It goes well with her brown hair.
Plus, I followed you on Twitter, which my name on Twitter is (RochelleNorlund). Also, I heard about LeBron James, he was going to be in a sequel of Space Jam, which I heard that we are one step closer to get a Space Jam 2. As for Trump, he is not being a very good president, but I do wish Obama could be our president again, he did a wonderful taking care of our country & his people as well. I know presidents can not be presidents again for the third time...can they?
Keep up the good work, I hope you will update soon.
Thanks,
ChelleNorlund.

Uhh,…it was a blue/black checkered skirt in the movie. I forgot to put that one in.
And I have noticed. Thanks for following me!
And I love the first one. My brother and I, when we were little, we used to act out some scenes. Mostly with Bugs and Daffy. You know the ones when they went to Michael Jorden's home to get his things. When Daffy gets attack by the dog and when Bugs answer the door to let the injured Daffy in. Those scenes were hilarious.
If only granting Obama another term. Then we wouldn't be having this problem with Trump in the first place. He's bring so much hate into the White House, it is almost become the new norm. I think Nixon went through the same thing when he was in charge but the difference is that he resign and I doubt Trump will do the same thing.

To sweetpye

I discover your stories this morning and I totaly love them
sorry for my mistakes English isn't my first language so if you want to put french dialogue in it let me know

Thanks! And your English is fine. I understand what you meant. I don't speak in a second language but I used to do Indonesian and Italian many years ago.

To rinpup14

Oohh u should have sally wear a costume since the Halloween parade Mikey joined in the movie have her as Harley Quinn but in her original black and red body suit but now headpiece instead a cute blonde pigtail will not white faced makeup either have it regular eyeshadow the black mask and luscious red lipstick and of course can't go wrong without the mallet

Yeah…I should have…but I might mention something from the Marvel/DC in this chapter.

And thanks for sweetpye for adding me or/and the story to their favourites. Love to have fans to come around all the time.

The Turtles and Sally are back again! And to find out something…horrifying at the end.

(Madison Square Garden – 9:50pm)

The crowd was on fire tonight!

Well,…technically, only the Knicks fans themselves were on fire tonight. Why is that? Well, it might have to do with the score board with Knicks – 11 and Clippers – 5. The game was looking in their favour but anything can happen for the rest of the game. They have only two quarters left before the final buzzer.

And the winning team is currently on the move to get the ball back to their side of the court to score another two points.

"DEFENSE!" This was followed by a double clap or stomp and process was repeated until the ball in the hands of a Knicks player.

The five teens were too chanting away in support of their team in their seats inside the Jumbotron. Raph and Mikey were now sitting on the lower scaffolding with their legs handing over the edge, Donnie was bending at his knees and Leo and Sally were standing up; side-by-side, either jumping or clapping to the rhythm.

There were only two pizza slices left. And after the others had their fill, Mikey was free to devour the remaining pie. He wasn't cheering alongside his bros and friend as he was taking the first bite on a new slice.

Mikey pulls the slice away; closing his eyes shut to taste the blend of fantastic favour. Only the stretchy dairy products stays attach to his mouth before breaking apart. The orange turtle was so busy savouring the delicious meal… he didn't even bother to notice that he is moving the box at a steep angle.

With the sudden change, the last slice loses its grip and begins to slides off the box. The remaining crusts too slides down but only stopped at the side. The lone pizza, however, was a bit bigger to halt so instead, it slides over the side…and descends to the ground. Did it land on the railing? No. Has Mikey noticed the falling pizza and catches it with ease? No. Did the pizza continue to fall at a high distance and didn't stop until it hits the shiny floor below?

Seeing the deep-fried dish go splat just above the causes the teens in the floating small space high above the court to stop cheering.

They all saw the small triangle food with some of its greasy sauce escaping its folds to make a stain on the court. It was like time has come to a complete stop when it happened. They were all tensed up and their hearts were racing like deers in headlights.

Simultaneously, the three older Turtles and their friend all looked at the one being who was carrying the pizza. Bearing his teeth, Mikey looks from where the last slice was to his family with the most petrified look on his face. Oh…shell…

It remains on the court. The ninjas pray that no one would noticed the pizza. And if that happens, the first thing that fans, players or security would do is to look up and see some gate crashers. That is when their cover is truly blown.

Back on the court, nobody seems to notice the lone pizza on the ground as they were too busy focusing on the game. The ball made by the Clippers was thrown and caught by DeAndre Jordan as he now runs with it. On defence was Lou Amundson of the Knicks as he tries his best to get the ball out of his grip. Jordan dibbles the ball for only a step and heading towards the unknown pizza.

Shaking her head, Sally was watching the scene unfold with her friends as she too noticed that player was heading towards the leftover snack. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, n—

As his left foot comes for a landing, it steps onto the pizza. Expected for the friction, he wasn't ready for the greasiness to make him slip and lose his footing. He falls on his side.

Seeing what just happened, the ones up in the Jumbotron all vamoose away from the edge…and vanishes in the shadows.

DeAndre loses his grip on the ball as Lou dives in for it. But the Knicks player was quick to act as he rushes back to the ball and grips it with all his might. He and Lou are now fighting over the ball as the other players all circled around them. The crowd got a bit restless but shocked when DeAndre made the fall.

The closest umpire enters the scene, blows the whistle twice and has both his thumbs up. "Jump ball!" he calls out.

But DeAndre thinks otherwise. "Jump ball?! No way!" He grabs the ball from Lou's hands, swings to sit onto his backside and lift up his left foot. He then points to the cause of his fall. "It's pizza on my Nike! It's pizza!" The pizza that he stepped on remains stuck to the sole of his clean sneakers which begins to peel away. J.J Redick, Austin Rivers, Matt Barnes and Spencer Hawes were all seeing this. They didn't see the pizza on the court and frankly, they were dumbfounded.

Along with the crowd, Vern and Alessandra were surprised at this. They didn't see anyone throw the fried dinner onto the court. "Look at it. Look at my shoe. Explain that to me. It's pizza on my Nike!" He was hoping that the umpire would vouch for him; speculating if someone was trying to throw or stop the game, but the referee wasn't too surprised about this.

The umpire shrugs his shoulder. "Hey, man, welcome to New York." He was not flabbergasted by this. And so were the other Knicks players and the supporters. There are more than 100 pizzerias in the Big Apple. Guess he doesn't come the city more often. Looks like DeAndre here needs a brand new of kicks before he can play again. He takes his dirty kicks off as a mixture of boos and cheers erupted in the stadium. It only takes a short intermission for either a quick change-over or enough time to clean up the mess.

Only Vern (and some spectres) looks up to see the crowded place of the Jumbotron. Only the older gentleman has a feeling that they would be here tonight as the proof of their spitballs was one thing.

Only maintenance workers can access the area. And the only thing that they would find is a discarded pizza box with a few crust pieces.

(Somewhere in the sewers, close-by – 9:51pm)

After sneaking through the shafts, exit out through the main vent, and down into the nearest manhole, the five teens race through the sewer tunnels and travel to the next destination. They were hoping that they were not spotted by the authorises on sneaking into the MSG to see the Knicks play and hoping that they are not being trailed by them. But they haven't been followed thanks to their ninja training.

Mikey was the only one on his board as he performs tricks while everyone else flips and jumps over obstacles like a simple run of parkour. Sally was easing her way with a few tricks of freerunning but it has proved difficult for a year so she sticks with running for most of the way.

"That was a close call," Donnie speaks up, performing a forward roll as Mikey flies over on his board. They were trained ninjas. Highly skilled warriors. How could something so small almost gave themselves away? They better make sure that will never happen again.

"We're gonna have to find a new spot to watch the game now, Mikey," the red brute snarls at the accidental turtle. He (plus the others) were non-pussed of what the baby of the family has done.

The Jumotron was the only place where four large turtles and their friends can see the game up close like any fan. And seeing on TV doesn't count. They wanna be where the action is but it is not as simple to sit in the audience like everyone else. They tried to do that but where can they get large trench coats, scarfs and fedora hats to cover their whole mutant reptilian bodies and not give themselves away?

And thanks to their rambunctious little brother, their secret spot would have been comprised and now would be off limits. No doubt that they would set up a security camera inside the Jumbotron if the Turtles try to sneak in in the distance future.

Maybe Time Squares would show a live feed of the match. If not, they could watch it from home. If the master would allow it. Their rat sensei has been engaged in an activity that provides him total serenity and no distraction from his wilful children and company. In other words, no noises or disturbances. It has been nearly a full day when it began and when they last saw him or interact with him.

Maybe if they get home fast enough, they can still see the end of the game just before the final buzzer. Until the clearance of the Jumbotron is checked out, the teen will have to find another way to watch their games before they can return. Or something else in the meantime.

Which is why Mikey has come to a complete stop when the bright colourful lights, sounds and cheers erupted. Curiosity got the better of him as he sees what is through the grate. It causes a great grin to appear on Mikey's playful face. Leo and Donnie run past him.

"MIKEY!" Raph loudly growls at his distracted brother while in mid-flip. His little brother is not paying attention yet again. Guess an overdue whooping is in order.

Sally was behind the pack when she slows down. She sees Mikey; smiling widely, looking through out on the streets. What is he seeing? Standing beside her orange friend, she looks through the grate as well.

Colourful skeleton puppets were up high, alive, while the performance does his/her very best to control them by sticks. Bright colours were painted on either animated object or people, and drum bands were going at it as they travel down the streets. The streets were barricade with spectators on one side; decked out in costumes, and the performers on the other side as painted and clothed up for such an occasion.

The local and visitors were all dazzling up for the Day of the Dead. It only goes for a few days to pay their respects to the family and friends that are no longer with them. And what better way to celebrate the first day than on Halloween itself to show the Big Apple how vibrancy and resilience it is.

Mikey's brother all stopped running and all joined him. "Mikey, what are you doing?" Raph asked. Mikey is known to get distracted very easily. It's somewhat a curse in the family.

The orange turtle has his hands gripped on the steel grate and leaned in to get a closer look. "It's the Halloween parade, bro," he excitedly answered. The three elders all looked through the grate. They can all see the NYC Village Halloween Parade going down the street, making their annual appearance. "I always wanted to be in the Halloween parade." He and his bros would easily win the Best Costume contest. Maybe there is one if they go check it out. He also sees a number of scary costumes in the audience. Even more lifelike than them. He then releases his grip on the grate and takes a step back but doesn't break his view on the spectacle. "It's the one night of the year where we fit it."

Of course. The only time that the guys can go out without the use of disguises is the day of Halloween. He remembers back to all those years back when they were young and innocent, their father used to take them out for good ol' trick or treating for some candy. By the end of the night, they would have enough to last for months. Well, all excepts for Mikey as he eats all of his in one sitting and gets sick the next day. Poor greedy little turtle. And that is when he tries to steal his brothers'.

With no homework holding her down for the week, Sally could use a night to party. She places her hand on Mikey's shell. "Well, we're not waiting around for another year." She looks to the others who were not as energetic as she or Mikey is. "C'mon! Let's go up top and let loose for once!" She may not be in costume, but, damn, she has been working off her butt with school and protecting the city with her friends and a teen girl like her deserves to shake her groove thing and have fun with the Turtles.

But only Leo gets the call. As the leader, he makes the final decision for the team. Only he vouches for them. Shaking his head was not the clear answer that Sally was hoping for. But Mikey didn't turn his head around to see his answer. He was too busy entranced with the sight of the parade.

"Mikey,…we'll never fit in," the leader counters. "We're ninjas. We live in the shadows." He lightly slaps his hand on Mikey's shoulder before taking off with Raph. "Let's go!" Donnie was next to go but not before looking at Mikey and nods in the same direction which then he joins his older bros. They need to get a move on. They have wasted enough time and they are missing out more of the game if they don't find a TV and quick. But they can have fun without getting involved with the humans. They got April and Sally. And maybe Vern. They had plenty of fun even before they met them. Who says you need people or the surface world to have a good time?

Maybe for Mikey. He then remembers about wanted to be closer to the court where the humans are located. It was more about being accepted to the public for who they are, not what they are. If only that was possible.

Only the youngest stays behind as Sally joins the others. Slightly disappointed that they won't be able to join in on the fun. But she knows someone who does. More like a one-in-a-life-opportunity kind of deal. And they have left him, all by himself.

Mikey nods. "Yeah. Let's go." And he doesn't mean going with his brothers.

Time to get his party animal on.

Covers from the sewers open up as the lone Turtle ascends to the surface. Steam evaporates in the street as the ninja makes his appearance to the outside world. At first, one sight of the large reptile in the middle of the streets and everyone would make a break for it, to spot a large being; completely difference from them. They would feel scared, confused,…fearful…of his appearance.

But…for some reason, they didn't run away. Well, for one obvious reason.

As he comes up to the street level, Mikey bends upward from his kneeling position and stands up straight; taking in the sights of the colourful boulevard. "Cool…" he utters loudly.

Everyone was all decked out in their Halloween duds. Some scary, some cute and cuddly, and some just rocking out the scene before them. But not as scary as he is. And they didn't mind. Anyone who is looking at the big guy wearing a giant turtle costume in the middle of the street would nod in approval. Plus, the music was on fire tonight as Outasight's The Wild Life was blasted throughout the street and the audience is clapping and dancing to the beat.

Mikey does a 360 scan while remaining on the spot. He dreams of seeing the parade up close and he was now living it! He feels like a little kid while witnessing the Fourth of July fireworks with Christmas in the mix. And he was loving it.

Some whirling sound has caught his attention as Mikey looks down to his left. A small yellow convertible was rolling the street. The colourful turtle points at the cute vehicle before making a small U-Turn and halts in front of the big reptile.

What happens next will amaze the ninja himself. As the parade goes around them, the car stands on its back wheel…to reveal a costumed-wearing person from underneath stands up on his two feet. He flips up the front grill to reveal his recognizable mask.

Dressed down in black with bright yellow chest plate – the same colour as his ride - he wears black gloves on his hands to fight off the coldness of the night and knees pads to protect his knees from scraping the hard ground. The back wheels were clamped on the side of his feet with smaller wheels on the front part of the shins and secured around his forearms is the front wheels so when he crouches down into the small space and controls the wheels with a small joystick like a video game controller.

As he stands, the folding car produces a mechanical sound; very similar to the fans of the franchise know.

It was a small person, around the same height as Mikey is, in the same car. And he is dressed-up as Bumblebee from Transformers. The live-action movies, in which Mikey and the others love despite the bad reviews from critics. Mikey nearly drops his jaws when he saw the transformation of his favourite Autobot.

"Looking good, bro," the party-goer calls out. He noticed the large costume in his way and was amazed by the detail of it. It looks very real to him and very rad.

Mikey was blown away by the costume before him. "Whoa…" he utters. And he thought Shredder's robotics armour was impressive with the flying blades and all. This was something else. Bumblebee holds up his free hand; urging the party animal himself to give him a high-five. Showing the biggest grin on his face, Mikey returns the favour. "Thanks, man." After giving the sick dude the gesture, Bumblebee turns back to the original way as he folds the hood over his head, and converts back into a miniature yellow Camero to resume his driving.

Mikey watches him go as he pivots the other direction. The dude in the folding car…wasn't scared of him.

He thinks he is in costume. And he likes it. Probably everyone here does. But Mikey didn't care about it. Bumblebee thinks he is awesome.

If only he knew that he wasn't wearing one. If only the whole world knew who he and his brothers were. They are the ones who kicked Shredder's metal butt all the way to the Big House. The City of New York would be grateful for bringing peace once more to their fair city.

As the parade goes one way, Mikey goes the other way, the same direction that he and his team were heading. He cheerfully chuckles when he hears someone calling his name.

"Mikey. Mikey." Mikey looks forward and motions his eyes to the source. A manhole cover was slightly lifted to show his older brother's blue mask. He though it was Raph at first due to his fuming look on his face until he saw the faded scar just next to his right eye.

A few minutes ago, he and the others noticed that they were one ninja short. And after coaxing the info from the kunoichi herself, Leo makes a quick deadline to the nearest manhole to find his troublemaking brother up to his tricks. And right in the middle of the street. In a crowded place.

Oh…shell.

Just before, Leo did point out that they were supposed to be ninjas. You know, living in the shadows was in the whole job seen by humans or anyone was a major weakness. Didn't their youngest brother forget the memo or something? No. He was too busy distracted with all the noises and colourful presence like a kid in a candy store or at a theme park.

The cheerful reptile pointed at his caution brother. His big bro needs to relax. All this leadership is stressing him out. "What's the problem?"

Sure, the place is packed with hundreds of humans, but it was Halloween and he doesn't feel the need to wear a disguise to hide his appearance. Raph and Donnie would be in on this but they have to follow their leader instead. Plus, they were aching to back to the rest of the game to see if Knicks are slipping or not.

"This is my city." He does a small hop and slams down on the cover, pushing his nosey brother back into the tunnel; earning a rough grunt when the metal lid smacks his face. Leo almost loses his footing on the ladder thanks to Mikey's action. "These are my people!"

The Mikester is not gonna let anybody butt into his fun. He is the party animal and tonight is his night.

Another party-goer was heading in Mikey's way. He is all lit up with flashing neon lights with an attachable speaker and a pair of wireless mics. As the orange turtle comes closer to him, he yanks the free mic which the DJ didn't resist.

He was about to do something that he feels like he will never get a chance to do. Taking a deep breath, he brings the mic close to his mouth as the song comes a pause. MC Mikey is in the house!

"Is New York in the HHHHOOOUUUUUSSSSSEEEEEE?!" he vocalized at the top of his lungs for the whole neighbourhood to hear him, throwing his free hand high in the air. The parade doesn't break their rhythm. But the crowd does erupt in a roar of cheers, as well as the DJ himself. Nodding his head of approval and shaking his left hand with the other mic intact, he too likes this party-goer's enthusiasm. They need more people like him to spread some joy and cheers in their fair city after what they went through a year ago.

The orange ninja pumps his fist in the air. "WWHHOOOOOOO!" Michelangelo was certainly at the right place at the right time. And never wants to leave anytime sooner.

Too bad he has to.

Mikey didn't register any movement when sweatsuit wrapped tightly around his waist makes a huge tugged down; causing him to drop down.

The whole street at the moment was his stage and he was tonight's MC/performer. If this was a stage, there would be one of those large hooks that snag any bad performers off the stage via backstage. But instead of a hook, it was Raph's giant hand as he climbed up the nearest manhole cover that his nuisance little brother happens to be nearby; making a fool out of himself.

He has to make this fast and make this quick. Once his shell was turn to him; using his years of intense ninja training, Raph reaches out his clothing, gets a good grip and pulls towards him and into the man hole and falls down the tunnel as he hops of the ladder.

This causes him to lose his grip on the small microphone in his grip as it drops to the floor. This action actually spooks the DJ himself since the party turtle has decided to split before the show even began.

Raph manages to snag the party animal from his adoring crowd and away from the public. It was a long drop for the two mutants as they hit the ground floor to meet up with the rest of the team.

And they were not too happy about their little brother's reckless stunt judging the look on their faces. Well, mostly Leo's and Raph's. The leader has his arms crossed over and the muscle here was about to blow a fuse. Mikey has clearly exposed themselves to the outside world. If word has gotten out and their father hears a peep from this, they would spend many hours in the torturous Ha'shi.

Mikey was just about to lose his balance but thankfully, Sally was right beside him as she grabs hold of his left arm to steady himself. "How was that, Mikey?" she asked the youngest friend about his first experience in the coolest parade on the block.

The youngest dude was in a daze and has the goofiest smile on his face. It was like he has just woken up from the best dream that he could possibly have. "That was the most amazing thing ever!" Other than having his first slice of pizza, of course.

It may not have been a few hours like any other party, but it was worth it. To be the centre of attention but in a good way. To be close to the human, having fun with no trouble whatsoever. To be what acceptance feels like to. If only everyday was like this.

And if only his brothers would join him on the fun. But no. They have to stay down in the hidden sewers like dirty rats. Pardon the pun and the mental slap upside the head from his hairy father if he can read his mind from their home.

Mikey snaps out of his daydream the second he sees the disappointment look on their faces. "What part of ninjas move in the shadows don't you understand?" the stern hothead barked at the silly brother. Raph has resisted the urge to slap upside the head as he has been trying to keep his temper on the down low.

All the excitement that he experienced up on the surface was cloaked with sadness for Michelangelo. Couldn't they just be teenagers tonight? I mean, sure, they are ninjas, and they follow the ninja code, and they will be adult in a few years' time. So, a night of fun up top as kids that they are wouldn't be the end of the world, now would it? They have been protecting the city for about a year now, can't they go out and have some fun?

Luckily, Sally comes to his aid. She too feels like a reward for all their hard work should pay off. "Knock it off, Raph. Mikey was just having some fun, that's all," she reassured him. "He ain't hurting anybody and if he did, he wouldn't mean to." Mikey perks up again as the lone human of the group has got his shell and nods at his bros. Well, maybe almost blowing their whole cover. Judging by the cheers, it seems that no-one did suspect that Mikey was an actual mutant turtle and that he was maybe some guy in a rad costume.

The three eldest were now feeling guilty of this. But it wasn't Mikey's fault which makes them a little regretful. He is a teenager. They all are. He only wanted to have fun. And so do they but…it will never happen. Cause the human…will never accept them.

The female ninja pats him on the shoulder causing the young ninja to face her. "We're going next year, Mikey," she vowed. Sally wanted to go on Halloween with her friends since she has met them so they can walk out in broad daylight and just be a turtle. As for the idea of the costume, Sally has a suggestion other their usual threads. "I was thinking we should go for the whole Marvel vs. DC kind-of-thing."

Mikey's smile curved that almost takes over his left cheek. "You talkin' about like Deadpool and Harley Quinn, sort-of deal, right, girl?" he asked. This suggestion is peaking his interest the two huge comic franchise on the planet.

Sally nodded. "I was gonna say Daredevil and Katana, but sure!" Mikey was now getting hyped up with Halloween next year rather than right now. The kunoichi holds her pointer at him. "As long as I get to choose which Harley, ok?" She can play the crazy girl in any form with any Joker. They know Sally loves to cosplay whenever there is a Comic-Con going on.

A familiar ringtone, once again, goes off from Donnie's radio. This does breaks up both the immediate fight between the ninja with the colours of the sun and the conversation between the two youngest of the team. He or anyone didn't bother to check or ask who it is because they know who is calling the techie himself. Moving his left hand to his com, he clicks the same button to answer the call.

"April! How'd it go?" he answered in a loud voice for everyone to turn their attention to him. The last time she called in she was on her mission to coax the information out of Baxter's device to get the info on Shredder. Was her mission successful? Or not…

Still donning the schoolgirl outfit, April has located herself at an empty but occupied platform. Taking one of the trains will take her back to the nearby station that her and Sally's place is a short walk away and then she will take a bus that stops near the Turtles' new home. After the whole break-in by their adversaries, the Foot, one year ago, the ninjas have relocated to a new lair which was already further away from the former one. That was one of those days that has changed the two girls' lives forever. Once she gets changed, she will head back to meet up with the guys and Sal or they will be asking questions about her new look. Especially from her younger roommate.

"Donnie, I'm looking at the data from Baxter's iPad," she answered. With one earbud in, she was pacing up and down between the two trains. A few passbuyers were walking by but not on the same platform.

Luckily, nobody was coming her way as she was having a private call to her roommate and mutant friends on what she discovered just a few minutes ago. And she doesn't want to speak any louder to make sure that nobody can hear her. She doesn't want to tip off the data that she took from Baxter's device without permission.

After she obtained the data, she used her watch to sync it with her phone and transfer to it so she can see on a much bigger screen. Once the transfer was complete, April has taken the time to look through a few and gets a taste of what the rouge scientist has been hiding from the public. Was she right about Stockman working for Shredder?

"Hey, you got in What did you find?"

A lot, actually. In fact, she was still looking into it.

Right then, the words FLIES ERASING in red were flashing on her screen. As soon those words came onto the screen, the data were disappearing before her very eyes. Taken this by surprised, April tries to open up one but it proved to be invalid as it vanishes along with the rest. "Hold on, Donnie. The flies are erasing," she answered, trying to open one as, sequentially, they are being wiped off April's iPhone. "It's some sort of self-destruct program." Unfortunately, she didn't have the chance to open or save one file. They were all gone. All the flies that she manages to snatch from the scientist's tablet. Guess Stockman wants to expunge his footprints wherever he goes, to make sure that he doesn't leave any marks.

"Erasing?" Guessing by the sound of her best friend's tone, guess the mission has failed. And it would be impossible to try again.

But it wasn't at a total loss. At least she did read a few transmits ahead of the call. "Before they started erasing I had a chance to read a couple of Baxter's emails, and I was right: Baxter is working with the Foot Clan."

Not for. With. Maybe since the very beginning. Like Eric Sacks. Baxter is known in the field of science like Sacks in the world of businessman. Any gifted genius working for the Japanese terrorist with no conscious is a dangerous mix.

But that is not the worse part as April is not done yet on why they need Baxter on this part. "Shredder is being transported to a prison in upstate New York tonight. And the Foot Clan are planning on hitting the convoy."

And with Baxter either aiding or leading this mission with his expertise, the once serene city…will be up in turmoil if Shredder escapes once again.

April has done her mission to tip the guys off. Now, they can finish this off.

Donnie ends the call. This is bad. This is very, very, bad. This has just got real. For about a year, he and his brothers, along with their friends, have done their very best to keep the city at peace. To clean up any of Shredder's dirty work and send them all down the drain.

"They're gonna break him out of police custody," Donnie said; still reeling in the news that their reporter friend has just confirmed. He turns to face the other way and took a step forward, away from his family and friend's faces. "He'll be free again!"

Ever since he is sentence to life behind bars and throwing away the key, they hoped that he would never be set free after everything that he has done to the city. Locked in prison with the rest of the scums. Along with his adopted son.

But…some of the soldiers must have escaped the madness. Maybe they left the hidden organisation; deeming that it was getting too crazy when it all hit the roof. Or maybe…they went into hiding, rebuilding the clan from the ground up again; in secret.

Especially that female lieutenant is with him. Trying to finish what her master had started. But…they need the Big Guy out before he is transfer to another Big House to complete their mission. Total conquest of New York. Maybe the whole world.

Leo hops down from a small ledge and walks to Donatello. He did notice the techie's green skin going a lot paler. What did April say to him? Donnie said the word "erasing" a few seconds ago. What does he mean? And what happened during that phone call? What did April find? "Who, Donnie?" Was it another dead-end criminal that they can catch on foot? Something that does concern the public by only a fraction? Or was it someone more higher on the food chain?

"Is it Sacks?" Sally asked. Just a year ago, she had a gut feeling that the corporate tycoon – the same man who her father worked for, along with April's, 16 years ago – has a hidden malevolent secret kept from the public. And it was true. Not to mention he was the same man who gun down Mr. O'Neil's life in cold-blooded murder when April was only a small child, unaware of his true intention, and before Sally came into the picture.

Donnie shakes his head. "Worse." He turns to face the leader and the young kunoichi. He has something to say that will send shivers down their shells and spine. Something that they haven't felt in a year.

"Shredder."

Guess the party is really over.

It sure is. We will get to see the villain in the next chapter, along with a few new faces joining in the story. Stay tuned for:

Heroes in the Half-Shell 2: TURTLE POWER! – The Shredder Returns

Author's Notes: Hey guys. Sorry for the late (again). Just need to work some things out. Almost lost motivation to work on this chapter. But at least I got it done for the month. I am planning on a few more as well and during the summer break.

Is it me or can Trump get any worse?

Sorry for the stumbling block but…it is impossible to avoid watching/reading the news without Trump making a cringing appearance.

He has the qualities of a dictator if you agree with me. Denying climate change, separating children from their family (you know that video where the child doesn't recognize his own mother after months of separation. That was torture to watch.), promoting hate and racism in the public and blaming everything on anyone other than himself. And on top of that, he picks out and the Republicans all voted for a rapist Supreme Judge! And several reports of the catastrophe of climate change will go from bad to worse in about 12 years if we don't do something. And it seems Trump is in the way.

Maybe once he has taken the big dirt nap, things will…be a bit peaceful. Judge me or sue me, I am pretty much sick and tired of his bigotry. He keeps spilling out venom or gaslighting is the proper term, onto the people of America as they are the ones suffering. Not to mention, more and more POC are being gunned down since he has taken office. Nobody will come to your funeral or raise the flag in your name, buddy! They won't remember you when you are gone!

Ok, onto other news.

Let's start with my videos. With 1987 and 2012 done, all I have to do is upload them while I work on my ROTTMNT series! You guys can check it out!

We got someone to play the blue hedgehog for the major motion picture…and it was someone I was not expecting but a good choice if you think about. I personally think that Ben Schwartz was meant to play blue characters (First Dewey, then Leonardo, and now, SONIC!). I also personally thought that Roger was gonna voice the hero like he did for Wreck-It-Ralph. But a part of me is curious on which celebrity would voice a video game character. Or Jason. Bring Jason back!

And speaking of movies, they better bring the cast and crew back for the third Bayverse TMNT movie. They all signed on for one more. Let that happen! I got a good storyline to go with it, so, HIRE ME!

I also want to send my thoughts and prayers to the victims due to the events of Hurricane Florence in the States, Typhoon Mangkhut in the Philippines and the lives of Puerto Rico. I remember watching Project Runway where one of the designers was from Puerto Rico. I saw how vibrate and colourful the country is. I would really like to go there. And this was before Hurricane Maria. And I would still like to go. Maybe to help rebuild the country if possible.

Trump is officially no human being when he denies the death toll of the lives that are gone. 2,975 were taken. And counting if it continues on its path.

Once November comes, the nightmare will be over. You guys have the power to vote. Especially the young activists. This is your future and I would be happy enough to support you guys every step of the way.

That's enough for me. With my videos done and a break is needed, catch you guys on the flip-side. And Happy Halloween! Don't get sick with those treats!

Until we meet again,

The DragonLord2912