Leap of Faith, Part Two: Into the Light | By : laloga13 Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1233 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Eight
“This is the place,” Donatello's voice was quiet in the stillness of the early morning. The four Turtles approached an innocent-looking apartment building. “Looks like minimal security, that shouldn't be a problem to hack.” He reached in his pack, and began pulling out equipment.
Leonardo carefully scanned the area, searching for any type of threat or disaster-to-be. His eyes fell on a lone guard, leaning against the door frame, smoking a cigarette. Raphael noticed him too, and cracked his knuckles ominously.
“This oughta be fun.”
“Here, put these on,” Donnie said, handing them each a headset. “We should probably split up, and strike with a coordinated attack-right Leo?”
“Sounds good, Donnie,” Leonardo replied, taking a headset. “Raph, you and Don head around the back, try to find a way in. Donnie, Raph is your cover if you need to do any techy stuff. Mikey and I will deal with this goon out front, and we'll meet in the middle.” The brothers turned to go, but Leo stopped them. “One last thing: we underestimated these guys last time. Let's not make the same mistake again.”
“Sure Leo,” Donnie said, poking Raph's arm to keep him from making a snarky reply. Moments later, they had vanished into the night.
Mikey grinned at his elder brother. “Come on, Leo. Let's go already! I'm getting bored sitting here!”
To reach the lone sentry without being spotted required a certain amount of finesse, much of it involving precise gymnastics over balconies and railings, and ended with the two Turtle brothers perched above the Knight, who had just finished his cigarette. After glancing around him, he fished another out of his pocket, and as he lit it, Leonardo leaped down and disabled him with a swift kick to the stomach. Mikey rummaged through the Knight's pockets and came up with a set of keys. As he unlocked the door he chuckled to Leo.
“Guess you were all worried for nothing, huh Fearless Leader?”
He opened the door, and gave a yelp. Five Knights were facing them, each holding his own scary-looking handgun.
“Freeze, freaks,” the one in the center snarled. “Or we blow you into turtle soup.”
“Not today, buttmunch!” Mikey crowed, and leaped into the air. Leonardo followed suit, and they skillfully dodged the bullets that were soon being fired at them. Leo drew his katana, and managed to take out one Knight immediately, before a second and third began to engage him. He got in another kick, and knocked one of the Knight's legs out from underneath him.
Just then, an odd chirping sound came from his belt. Miranda's phone. I wonder who's calling? The remaining Knight noticed the Turtle's distraction, and, having used all his ammunition, pulled a serrated blade from a holster and leaped at Leo again. He was better than the other two, and Leonardo felt himself drawing on more energy than he'd planned. It was taking longer than it should to beat this guy, and Leo gritted his teeth, trying not to let frustration hinder his movements.
Michelangelo, meanwhile, was making short work of the two remaining Knights, though his approach was not as serious as his brother's. “Come on, coke-for-brains! Whatsa matter? You guys blind or something? I'm right in front of you!” He flipped and somersaulted around them, causing them to fire almost willy-nilly after him, until he landed between them. Two shots were fired, and they each fell to the floor, surprise etched on their faces.
It was then that Leonardo yelled out in pain. The Knight had managed to give him a nasty gash on the back of his shoulder, beside the part of his shell that was missing. Leo snarled angrily, and shoved one of his blades beneath the man's ribcage. He fell, gasping.
“You think you're so tough? You have no idea what you're dealing with. Whatever it is you freaks are after, it's not worth it. You'll never succeed.” The Knight that Leo faced had begun making idle talk in his last moments. Leo knew that it was merely the final rumblings of a dying man, but the words hit disturbingly close to home. His eyes narrowed, and he raised his blade to the man's throat.
“Where is she?”
“I don't know who you're talking about, freak.”
“I wouldn't talk like that to him, man,” Mikey said. “He's pretty pissed at you guys right now. Leo, what's with the phone?” The phone had begun to ring again, and Leo grimaced. He glared at the man laying at his feet.
“You have one more chance, Knight. I can end your pain quickly. Just tell me where she is, you have nothing to loose at this point. Just tell me.”
“You have no idea....e...p...f....” The man's voice was weak, his breathing erratic. Leo knelt beside him.
“EPF? What does that mean?” The man's head bobbed to the side, and his eyes fell flat, his body stilled. Leonardo sighed, and looked at his brother dejectedly. “Any ideas?”
“Uh-uh.”
“Great. Donnie, Raph, you guys doing okay? It's been awfully quiet on your end.”
“We've been better,” Raphael's voice was close, and Leo turned to see his other siblings approaching, looking awfully pleased with themselves.
“You look happy, Raph,” Mikey said. “Did you do something dirty?”
“Better than that,” Raph replied smugly.
“I'll say,” Donnie chimed in. “We lucked out and were able to tap into someone's laptop.” He held up a flash drive. “I think that I've got enough info here to track her down. Only two guards too, not a bad stroke of luck, all things considered. What's that, Leo?”
Leonardo was examining the cell phone. He managed to play the voicemail that had been left during the battle. A female voice, vaguely familiar from Miranda's band, sounded worried in his ear.
“Miranda, it's Hannah. Where are you? Ashton wanted to have another practice tonight, but no one can track you down, and I don't know where you're staying now. Please call me, asap. If you're with that new guy that you're so sweet on, give me his number-he sounds like the reliable type. Not your usual....sorry, that's out of line. Okay, I swear I'll hang up now, I know you hate my rambling messages! Call me!”
“You guys go back to the lair and figure out where they've taken her. I've got to....run a quick errand. I'll meet you soon.” He turned to leave, but Raph caught his arm.
“Whoa there, partner. Where're you racin' off to?”
“Hannah's apartment, I have a hunch. Let go, Raph.” Leo's voice was quiet, but his gaze was intense.
Donatello stepped forward and shook his head. “Leo, after all your talk of being careful, you think we'd let you go off alone and injured at that? We'll all go, then we can go back to the lair, patch you up, and figure this out.”
“There's no time, Don,” Leo said, snatching his arm away from Raphael's grip. “Get going, all of you-and Mikey, tell Donnie what that thug said about the EPF. I'll be fine.” He made to leave once more, but Raph was right with him.
“Mikey and Donnie can handle that without me,” he said firmly. “But I think you need some fraternal supervision, Leo, and I 'aint lettin' you go it alone anymore. Don't try arguing with me, Fearless Leader. It'll just waste time.”
“Fine. Come on.”
“See you back at the lair, bros!” Mikey called out as the brothers faded away into the night.
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