Angel: Yes, I am finally writing this movie XD Also, I didn't notice it at first, but I messed up on Amy's age from the last movie. Leo thought she was the same age as them, but this April's birthday was in 1986 according to the wiki and Amy was born roughly a year after April was 12 (at least, that's what the video from her camera footage of the turtles said) so Amy is actually almost 19 in this, since April is 30 XD I'm terrible at math...though, to be fair, I didn't know April's age at the time. I'm not even halfway through this movie yet, so I don't know when I'll update the next one.

Also...this is my 25th story! Never thought I'd make it this far, but I'm glad I did :D Batman vs TMNT is next after this one, which is most likely going to be in July since I still have a trip to go on.

New York City is glowing with the lights all on. Five certain ninjas are out in the town, standing on the rooftop of a tall building.

"Fellas, lady? It's go time."

"Turtle formation! Three, two, one!"

The five jump off from their spot, sliding down walls and jumping. The youngest lands on top of a gargoyle, the other ninjas landing around him. The female of the group flies in front of them, amused.

"What happened to turtle formation?" The oldest one demands.

"Turtle formation? I thought you said squirrel formation!"

"Why would he say squirrel formation?" He smacks his youngest brother on the head. "What's squirrel formation?"

"Guys, chill out! Let's go!"

They jump off, sliding against a glass wall in glee. "Hey Raph, do that thing!"

"I don't wanna do it, it hurts," Raph, the muscle and toughest of the group, complains.

"Do it, do it, do it, do it. Won't stop until you do it. Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it-"

"Okay, fine!" Raph jumps off and lands in a pool, grabbing onto his brother's staff. Donnie, the smartest, rides like he's watersurfing, both of them jumping off. Raph backflips while his brothers and sister join him. Amy, the 'angel' of the group, flies above them on wings, spinning around slowly.

"Donnie!" Leo, the leader, calls out.

"Here we go!" Donnie knew exactly what he's talking about, throwing Leo into the air.

"You set it up, right?" They all head for a manhole cover.

"Yeah, it'll be there, I promise!" With a thump, the five are gone. They suddenly jump past a pizza man, grabbing pizza boxes.

"Thanks Kevin, see you next week!" Mikey, the youngest and chill turtle, calls out. Amy flies above him, dropping a tiny bag full of cash for the pizza. Leo lands on the roof, rolling and sliding to a stop. He opens up a vent.

"Go, go, go!" His brothers and girlfriend of two years jump in, Amy stopping to give Leo a quick peck on the lips.

He smiles bashfully as she jumps in, following after them. "Guys, you know the drill."

"Let's get that box from Mikey!" Raph declares and Leo jumps past Mikey, holding the box.

"Gimme that."

"Over here!" He hears and he throws it to Raph, who balances himself on the beam. He then throws it to Leo, who throws it over Mikey, but he ends up catching it anyway.

"I'll take that," Donnie snatches it from down below, but the pizza box hits him in the face. The pizza flies into the air and they all try to grab it, but Mikey ultimately gets it, one slice flying past his face. Suddenly, someone zips past him and they look up to see Amy holding up the box with a smirk.

They jump down, Amy flying into the rafters. "Woo! Alright, guys we made it in good time!"

"No fair ya won, ya got those powers," Raph grunts at Amy.

"Don't hate the player, hate the game...and technically Sacks," She narrows her eyes at them. The turtles cringe at the name. The subject was still sore to Amy, despite how much time has passed. After all, he was the reason why she doesn't ever perform again...and why she has her powers. However, she did seem to have mastered her powers, thanks to Splinter's help. Her relationship with the brothers has grown stronger, as did her relationship with Leo.

They watch a basketball game, hollering and cheering.

"Alright, I say go, you say Knicks, go!"

"Knicks!"

"Go!"

"Knicks!"

"Shoot the ball!"

A three-pointer is made and the turtles go wild. Amy laughs at them, clapping her hands slowly.

"Oh, guys, does it get any better than this?" Donnie asks, sitting next to Mikey while holding a slice of pizza.

"Yeah, but I wanna be down there!"

"You sit your ugly self down there, you'd have people running for their lives," Raph sits down, holding a slice of his own.

"Pff, you see me? I look good, bra," Mikey gestures to himself.

"Hey, hey, hey," Leo speaks up from above. "We got the best seats in the house right here. Anyone could sit down there."

"We saved the city. We should be on the jumbotron, not in it," Raph retorts back and Amy sighs, shaking her head.

"Guys," She stands up, crossing her arms. "We've been over this. I know how much you want that recognition, but..." She sighs, shaking her head silently. "This is your lives. You know how other people would react."

"What about you? You're a human," Mikey points out to her.

"Not a regular one," She reminds him, frowning. "Besides...I don't need other people recognizing me. I can't go through what I did those years ago...I don't want to be reminded of..." She coughs awkwardly, deciding to say nothing else. Leo jumps down to her and gives her a warm hug, kissing her forehead gently. She smiles, returning the hug. She didn't need a normal life, anyway. All she needs is right here: a family, and a supporting boyfriend like Leo.

Suddenly, the lights turn off, minus the jumbotron. "Ladies and gentlemen, one year ago, a shadow fell over our city. Suddenly, it was under siege by the notorious villain Shredder. Along with his army of enforcers, the Foot Clan, Shredder ruled our streets. Until one day, from out of the shadows, stepped a beacon of hope."

The five look around in confusion, the last game never had this announcement. "Hey, you see who that is?" Leo asks them, Mikey choking on his pizza.

"He was just a humble cameraman, but when danger struck the heart of our city, he single-handedly battled Shredder, locking him up behind bars. And now, turn your attention courtside, where Jill Martin meets a man who later this week, will receive an honorary key to the city. Please welcome Vern 'The Falcon' Fenwick!"

Vern stands up as the crowd claps, waving bashfully. Since they couldn't say mutant turtles and a girl with ice powers saved the city, they thought it was best to have Vern say he did it. It was more believable, even if they sometimes still didn't like the fact that they can't have the credit.

"Vern," Jill speaks up. "Tell the fans how a regular New Yorker like yourself, was able to single-handedly hunt Shredder down and bring him to justice?"

"Well truth is, Jill, I actually had help from a couple of friends," He shouts over all the loud noise. Mikey gasps sharply.

"No way, he's totally gonna give us props! Here it comes! Ooo, here it comes!"

"Thunder and Lightning!" Vern shows his guns, kissing them. "Yeah!"

Amy facepalms, dragging a hand down her face.

"Aww, come on!" Mikey complains as Donnie stands up, the other two complaining.

"Guys, you know we couldn't take credit for bringing down Shredder," Leo places a hand on a grumpy Raph's shoulder. "Vern's just sticking to the arrangement we made with him."

"Yeah well, this arrangement has us spending the rest of our lives sitting in the nosebleeds," Raph grumbles under his breath.

"Speaking of nosebleeds," Mikey snatches something from Donnie.

"Hey, what'd you take? Enough with that, that's my pea-shooter!"

"Mikey, you better not be doing what I think you're doing," Amy frowns in disapproval.

"You got this, you got this," Raph encourages as Mikey aims it at Vern's head.

"You know, just an example of-"

Mikey blows into the shooter and it hits Vern's neck.

"Goal!" The boys shout, Amy rubbing a temple in disbelief.

"Are you-are you okay?" Jill asks in confusion.

"Yeah..." He had a small feeling he knew who did that.

"My turn!" Raph snatches the shooter from Mikey. Amy throws up her hands in defeat, Leo walking up to her.

"Eh, they'll learn their lesson sooner than later," He wraps an arm around her. He was so glad that he had Amy to calm him down whenever his brothers acted like...well, teenagers. Hopefully, he could find the courage to do something so that they could unify their bond...

Raph fires at Vern again, this time hitting the face. The three holler and Vern looks up towards the jumbotron.

"Thanks so much for joining us with Vern 'The Falcon' Fenwick, everybody!" Jill says and the turtles mimic a falcon.

"What happened out there?" Vern's female friend asks once he sits back down and he just stares up at the jumbotron.

"Hey April," Donnie accepts a call from her.

"April!" Mikey perks up at the name. "Hey, what's up, April? Oh, nothing, I've been working out."

Donnie jabs him with his staff.

"Donnie, listen to me. I'm at Grand Central Station staking out Baxter Stockman." April is wearing a blonde shoulder-length messy wig, with a black skirt, black leggings, black heels, a black blazer, and a white blouse. And the final touch was glasses.

"Oh, Baxter Stockman!" Donnie recognizes the name immediately. "He graduated at MIT at 15, he's got a 134 patents, he's the lead scientist for TCRI. Big fan, the man's a genius."

"Yeah well, he's a genius that's about to be in a lot of trouble," She says into her earpiece. "Look, I think Baxter Stockman is working with Shredder."

"Shredder...do you need us there?"

"No, Baxter's a softie. Such a softie that I think maybe two girls could get through to him, if you know what I mean."

"Read you loud and clear," Donnie turns around, whistling with his fingers. "Amy! Grand Central Station, incognito."

"Got it," Amy does a two finger salute, Leo kissing her cheek.

"Good luck."

"Thank you," She smiles at him, waving to the others as she flies into the air and disappears the way that they came.

"Oh, but you know that, uh, birthday present that you made for me?" April smiles smugly.

"The watch, yeah."

"I wanna use it to try and hack into Baxter's emails."

"Okay April, but if you're gonna hack into his accounts, you'll need to get close," Donnie warns her.

"How close?" She asks curiously.

"Your watch needs to be within three feet of his device. IPad, IPhone, whatever," He explains with a small shrug.

"Got it, good looking out, buddy. Talk to you soon." She glances at Stockman approaching a table. It was time for the girls...

To do their thing.