Secret Lives | By : tmntwriter Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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They were across the yard and away in a matter of seconds, Don had to jump from his seat and run after them to keep up.
“What is it?” Anne asked as they dashed across the yard.
“Break in at a military compound” Scott replied still looking grim.
They entered the building through a door Don hadn’t notice before, Anne pounded on a panel in the wall and another hidden door opened, this time it was an elevator door. Don just barely made it in before the doors closed and the elevator plummeted at an alarming rate, when the doors opened again they were in the basement, there was a flurry of activity, people in leather suits running to and fro, on and of the silver jet.
In the moment it took Don to take in the state of the area he found himself standing alone, Anne and Scott hadn’t stopped. He wandered in towards the jet, perhaps the people on board would be a little calmer than the people running around out here.
He walked up the plank, there was only one person on board a woman with shocking white hair, she was bent over the controls apparently doing some sort of preflight inspection. As Don was about to open his mouth to question her he was cut off by the loud sound of hydraulics and approaching footsteps.
“Were all in, take off” A familiar gruff voice called from bellow, without a moments hesitation the woman at the controls took off, Don had to fumble to a seat lest he be thrown to the back of the plane.
People started to file into the room Anne entered first and raised an eyebrow at him before taking a seat opposite the white haired woman, Scott and Sphinx entered next and neither paid him any attention. The fourth person however was not so kind.
“Who let the turtle on the plane?” Logan spat gruffly as he flopped into the seat across from Donatello.
“Didn’t notice him come in” The woman at the controls answered without turning around.
“Well that’s just great isn’t” Logan spat “ Were on a mission and you cant even hear this bumbling idiot stumble on to our jet”
“She didn’t hear me” Don said with barely controlled anger “ Because this bumbling idiot is a ninja” He finished the statement by glaring hatefully at Logan.
“oooooh” Logan mocked not the least put off “I’m real scarred bub”
“That’s enough you two” Scott interjected from his seat, the man had a very Leo-ish vibe about him.
“Well don’t expect me to baby sit your little friend “ Don was suddenly reminded of many an argument that took place at home.
“Hey I can look…” Don started but Anne interrupted him “He’s right Donatello, you shouldn’t even be on this jet unless you’ve passed a danger room sim, your gonna have to wait here”
Don wanted to protest but even as she spoke they were landing.
“Well be right back” Anne said as she jogged past him down the aisle and off the plane the other 5 in tow leaving Don to sulk alone.
Don sat a full ten minutes before getting up to peer out the front window, they had landed in front of a large concrete building. He glanced around and had just decided to take his seat again when a large beam of red light burst through the nearest wall, it was so bright he almost didn’t notice the figure forced through the wall along with it.
Scott appeared at the hole in the wall as the figure began to climb to its feet again and for a second time a huge red burst lit up the area, this time Don noted that the beam came straight from Scott’s eyes.
He was so shocked and in traced by what he had just seen he almost didn’t hear the others board.
“Take a seat bub this trains leavin’ the station” Logan barked at him, the white haired woman pushed passed him and began the take off sequences. Don scrambled to his seat and strapped in, as he did Scott ran past him to his own seat.
“We done here lets go” He said and again the jet leapt from the ground and into the sky at a moments notice.
“What happened?” Don asked, sphinx was bleeding and Logan’s jacket was ripped.
“Were too late” Scott answered looking even more grim than when they’d left.
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