Heeeeeeeeellllloooooooooo Fanfiction! How is everyone tonight? The author you've all been waiting for has returned with her hit new sequel to TMNT! All the flair, style, and panache that you remember in an all new story! Can't wait to read it? Go ahead! The prologue is all yours.

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Coming up for air, I wondered where it all went wrong. Not just this dip in the ocean, but this whole thing. One minute we were chilling on our deserted island, the next it was swarming with commandos. They looked like commandos anyway, all in black, toting big guns, rappelling down from helicopters, the whole shebang. I sucked in a breath and dove back down.

Where had we stashed those emergency packs? I frogged my way down to the rocks buried deep near the shoreline. I knew they would be here somewhere. We always had a backup plan, and if this wasn't a time to implement it, I didn't know what was.

Come on. Come on. I know they're here somewhere. I had almost run out of air before I felt my fingertips brush over fabric. Bingo. I groped around for the handles and dislodged the fat, black duffle bag from the equally dark rocks.

I hustled to the surface and burst through with a gasp. I treaded water for a few brief moments, allowing the ache to leave my chest. I pulled one shoulder strap over my arm and slung the sodden sack up onto my back. I swished my hair from my face and started forward in a strong freestyle.

The water was warm, almost unpleasantly so. I would take swimming in cold water over swimming in warm water any day. That all-entrapping heat, mixed with that buoyant feeling of weightlessness just made me sick.

If I could get to the rendezvous point, I was golden. There, I would meet up with my brothers, and we could go from there. As far as I could tell, we had two options: try to retake the island or make a break for the mainland. With all the commandos I'd seen just on this side of the island, I was thinking the latter was our better bet.

When did the island get so big? It seemed so much smaller when you were walking around it, as opposed to swimming around it. It's a good thing we all stayed in such good shape since being sidelined, I thought wryly.

I finally cleared the side of the island and got my first glimpse of the dock we were all supposed to meet at, if there ever was an emergency. I was only mildly surprised to see it was empty. I treaded water momentarily, then slammed my fist into the water in a sudden fit of anger.

This wasn't supposed to happen! The dark humor I'd been viewing the situation with evaporated. I'd held some kind of silly hope that the others could have escaped, when I knew it was close to impossible. I was the only one in a good position to escape. I'd seen my exit and taken it with barely a backward glance. It was what we were trained to do, but it didn't make it any easier. I'd just held out hope that maybe they could have…

"Augh!" I cried out in frustration. "They should have been here," I muttered to myself. I'd give them fifteen minutes, but then I would have to leave. I'd be risking capture myself if I waited any longer.

I was just about to complete my swim to the dock when the boat roared up behind me. Maybe I'm not going anywhere after all…

There t'is. The beginning of my all new story. You like-y?