'Finding Home'
 

The sound of the sirens grew in volume, the police were getting closer; but Raphael took the time to knock down the last of the purple dragons before Leonardo shouted, “Ninja vanish!” All four figures melted into the shadows moments before red and blue-lit cars screeched to a halt in front of the pile of unconscious goons.

There had to be more to life than this.

On a roof not too far away, Donatello watched the scene along with his brothers. The police were able to pack away most of the beaten up gang into two black and white vans; however, the sounds of a different sort of siren told the turtle that some of them needed medical attention. He heaved a deep sigh and looked to his brothers.

There had to be more to life than this.

Raphael, the psycho of the group, was staring up at the smoggy sky. Even on a clear day the stars were barely, if even, visible. There was too much pollution, too much trash, too many people and not enough nature. He stretched his arms, interlocked his fingers and rested them just under the knot of his blood colored mask.

There had to be more to life than this.

Green toes hugged the edge of the old building as Michaelangelo stood facing the way opposite the crime seen. He was eager to leave, to go back home and maybe play some games or read a comic. Those heroes had it good. They were feared and loved, recognized for their good deeds while the turtles’ work went unnoticed.

There had to be more to life than this.

..~*~..

“Let’s go home.” Leonardo spoke softly and his brothers nodded in agreement. They headed off towards the direction of home, using every trick in the book as the moved from rooftop to rooftop. The sound of shouts up ahead forced them to halt their progress. Donatello wasn’t completely sure, but the shouting sounded somewhat like military jargon.

“What’s goin’ on?” Michaelangelo asked.

His question was immediately answered by a figure clad in a long black coat and fedora landing a few feet away from them. The person stood up, letting out a sharp curse and giving away their gender: a woman. From inside her coat, the woman pulled out a pair of guns and aimed them at the turtles. They only had enough time to pull out their weapons before the woman instead turned to the way she had come and began to fire.

Leonardo was confused until he realized, much to his disdain, that they were surrounded! Strange looking bottles scattered at their feet. “Ninja scatter!” His words came a moment too late, the sleeping gas had already taken his brothers and he was falling under its power as well…

The turtles and taken away and placed into cells two by two while the unknown woman got a cell of her own. They would be miles in the air before any of them woke up.

.................................................. .

Alright. As you can see, the turtles and -- you guessed it -- Graysight have been captured. By whom? The Mutant Militia. They are going to be taken back to the Benning Islands. A covert mutant country located in the Pacific Ocean.
The islands are a diverse place. Mutants and humans walk freely and are citizens. The government is democratic and they Mutant Militia is the the countrie's military system.

If you play a fan based character, I ask that they do NOT know the turtles. Your character can already be on the islands or maybe they were discovered during the huntdown of Graysight...

Characters:

Raphael - Garou
Michaelangelo - Tmnt_Forever_fangirl
Leonardo - Garou
Donatello - Jade Green

Fan Characters:

-Cells-
Graysight - Jade Green
Goldrain - Garou

-Islands-
Kawanaha - -Savannah-
Victoria Clawston - Tmnt_Forever_fangirl

Can I join as Kawanaha? She's a mutant sea turtle. Here's her info:

Name: Kawanaha
Nicknames: Ana
Gender: Female
Heigth: 4'11
Weight: 120 [w/ shell]
Species: Hawksbill sea turtle
Age: 16
Hair: Long, chestnut colored w/ blonde highlights, tied around the middle
Eye color: Teal blue
Attitue/Personality: Secretive, alone, athletic, anti-social, non-innocent , slightly tough, pure
Jewelry: Shark tooth necklace, shark tooth ankle bracelet
Clothing: See-through red skirt w/ cut sides, purple flower tied to the side
Weapon: Her fists

I prefer that she would already be on the island.-

You know already who I'm gonna play :D So, yes, I get an early claim on Mikey!!!

Hrm...I'm gonna use on of my other characters...she'll already be on the island, too. (same character from Ninja Turtles/Swat Kats rp...I'll modify her profile a little, though)

Name: Victoria Clawston
Nicknames: Vic, Vicky, Princess(this nickname she hates)
Age: 17
Species: Kat
Decription: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15367939/ (The female kat...of course ^^)
Weapons: Twin daggers, her short temper and her judo moves
Personality: Kind(most of the time), caring, humorous, outgoing, etc

-Can I get a little background on the island? It might be helpful^^.-

Uh, I wanna play Raphy-poo :P And then I have a char ready too...

Name: Michael
Nickname: GoldRain
Age: 25
Species: Wolf
Looks: Go to http://www.tegnebordet.dk/index.php?...2&visning=user (If it doesn't work, let me know...) He has golden-brown fur and a lare scar trailing down his arm.
Hair: Dark brown
Clothing: A black gi with golden marks on the belt and a large golden hawk on the back of his gi shirt.

I'd prefer to let him be in a cage on the plane along with the turtles, caught before they found the turtles and GraySight.

Benning Island
 

The Benning Islands.

After WWII, rumors of Russia creating a new sort of army that used psionic powers whispered through the halls of the Pentagon. Most thought them ridiculous but a few, namely five men believed in the possibility. They decided that a counteract this to-be-military with one of their own. They soon found a pair of scientists who claimed they had found a way.

It had been 'proven' that some people (about 5% of the world's population) had a 'Gamma' gene, a dormant psionic gene. When mutated, this gene became active and was therefore called the 'Alpha' gene. The mutation process is difficult to explain, but in the end humans became mutant animals.

They found a small group of islands in the pacific that would work perfectly to hold their new Mutant Militia. The Benning Islands. Not many knew of the islands and they were the property of the United States. The Mutant Militia, thanks to these men grew very quickly as they searched America and the globe for eligible people.

But, the men kept the islands a secret for too long and one by one they died of old age. Luckily, the Mutant Militia was already thriving at this time and many of the the mutants were already reproducing. (there is a 50% chance for a child born by two 'alpha' gene parents to actually be born with the gene themselves). Years went by and the forgotten military started its own city which then branched out to the other islands creating its own country...

Thier community was small, and the ammount of psionics were dwindling. And so, they did what their forfathers had done and went in search of more canidates. They found many and discovered a new gene in the process.

As it turns out, .4% of the world's population already possess the 'alpha' gene. When mutated, this gene would become a 'hyper active' gene or the 'Omega' gene. Only a few humans were mutated before they put a halt on this proceedure.

Why mutate someone if they already have psionic power? It was a waist of resources and so a decision was made. Benning was a mutant country open to those who were 'different' to what the societies of other countries accepted; however, no one knew of the Benning islands and they didn't want many to know either for the country's protection and salvation.

And so, when ever mutants and psionics are found, they are taken to the Benning islands to 'realize' what they have been missing all this time.

~~~~

The islands and cities themselves are like a mixture of Hawaii, California and New york. Due to the different ethnicities in the country the culture is a mix of several of them and it can even be seen in the architecture.

Surfing is a major sport on the islands and so is simply swimming and enjoying the sun. People are encouraged to go outside and play sports and simply have fun while only a few actually bother to stay inside and play video games and browse the internet.

Music is also a major interest in the islands and there are a few stars. Movies are still relatively new and the oldest mutant-made movie is about 20 years old.

Think metrolpolitan when you walk down the city streets, think Hawaii when you're at the beach and you have the Benning ISlands.

(*cough* Also, there are some islands that are used as farmland and etc..)

(Cell placement:

Side one:
Cell one-
Michaelangelo
Raphael

Cell two -
Leonardo
Donatello

Cell three-

Empty so far

Side two:

Cell one- (across from Side one Cell one)
Graysight

Cell two-
Gold Rain

There. And I suppose I should claim Donatello... but we need a Leonardo still, any takers? Perhaps, even temporary ones?)

I can play Leo, if no one else wants....

Donatello's eyes fluttered open and found himself staring up at a gray, metalic cieling. A quick shift in the bed and he realized exactly where he was. On the top bunck of a bed in what was a prison cell. "Oh no..." He rubbed his temple, remembering what happened. The woman, the sleeping gas. They had been captured! What was that sound? It was an engine, where they moving? Below him lay the sleeping Leonardo, but he had no idea where Michaelangelo and Raphael were.

"Mikey? Raph?"

He heard the sound of shifting sheets and glanced through the bars at the cell across from him. There was someone in there. Don jumped down from the bed and went to the cell bars. THere looked to be someone else in the cell adjacent to him too. "Hello?"

Kawanaha, or Ana, was gazing out into the sunset, her locks lazy blew in the breeze, the sun shining on her neutral brown 'scales'. Her see-through red skirt, busled around her slim legs. Her mind was deep in thought, scanning the horizon for the plane of visitors that was supposed to arrive sometime this afternoon. Her plan? To take them back to their home if they were willing to go back. She wished she were back in her home land with the familiar white sands beneath her feet. Costa Rica! What a wonderful place to live besides all of the tourists and 'mad' scientists on the loose.

A large, dark shadow growled to himself, slowly getting up from the bed. He heard a voice... Slowly turning his head towards Don, his green eyes shined in the dark. Getting closer to the bars, he grabbed them to get closer to the sounds of Donny. His snout stuck out between the bars, as he looked directly at Don with what looked like sleepy eyes.

"Yes," he responded with a growl. The fire inside him still burned with rage. Someone had dared to treat and hunt him, like he was some kind of animal. He knew, he was, but still. His mind was highly developed for any canine. His gaze fell at the turtle shape. What an akward creature...


Raphael slowly opened his eyes, his mind still dazed by the sleeping gass. Suddenly remembering everything, his eyes flung open and he jumped out of the bed, landing right beside Mikey.

"Where are we?" he hissed, glenching his fists. He was really angry, and his eyes burned with the anger.


Leo slowly got up. He could hear his brothers... Getting up from the bed, he looked at Donny and robbed his soaring head. He was right about to say something, when his eyes fell upon the creature in the cage on the other side.

"Wow," he gasped, getting closer to Donny.

"We appear to have been captured." Don said, pointing out the obvious. "No doubt by the same people who were chasing that woman." As if on cue, there was a moan from the fourth occupied cell. The figure laying on the bed shivered slightly and shifted on the bed.

"I didn't do it...." A weak, wavering feminine voice muttered, "I couldn't have... I wouldn't... I'm... I didn't do it... Innocent... not guilty... not..." The muttering stopped and the figure shifted in the bed again with another moan.

"...You," Don looked to the wolf-like creature, "Were you awake when we came...? What's going on, do you know where they are taking us?"

The wolf slowly nodded.

"I was awake, but I can only tell, that you ended here the same way that I did." He sat down on the floor, listening to the womans moaning. He snickered to himself, turning back to Don.

"We're on a plane of some sort, but I don't know why. Noone've told me yet..."

THUD!

The woman in the cell neighboring the wolf had fallen out of the bed. She reached up with a jade green hand and grabbed it's side in order to pull herself up. "You're... a mutant." Muttered what was now obviously a female turtle. For some strange reason she wouldn't open her eyes. "That's reason enough."

"What do you mean?" Donatello ask, gripping the bars and trying to get a better view of her.

The turtle sat down on the bed, shivering again. "B-bastards...! Sleeping gas... they know what it does to me..." She gripped her arms, "They knew!" She seemed to regain herself again, "You're being taken to a group of islands in the Pacific Ocean called the Benning Islands. It is a mutant based country born from... from... conspiracy theorist's wet dream!" She moaned again and placed held her forehead in her hands. "...Sleeping gas... th-they knew what it did to me... they knew they could get away w-with it!"

Seeing the plane off in the distance, Ana narrowed her deep blue eyes, scambling to hide in some nearby bushes by the airport landing strip. Watching the plane get nearer by each passing moment. THey stole her from her beloved home, chaining her to this retched island where peace was only a dream, a mere figment of their imagination. None of this was realty, just a con, a trick, a joke, and mostly and big lie to all that put their heart and soul, accomplishing nearly nothing. Poor fools, she thought, shaking her head.

"Her eyes are closed?" Don, who couldn't see into Mikey and Raphael's cell and could barely see into the female turtle's, asked. "Are you hurt, miss?"

"...No..." She grumbled.

"Are you visually-..." Don was cut off by the female.

"It isn't any of your consern, leave it at that."

No one had a chance to answer Mikey's question, there was a sound of a door opening and in walked a tall brown-black rat with a white spot on his left ear. The mutant rat eyed the turtles and then looked to the wolf. "I do apologize about your... current placement, My good sir..."

"What about us?" Don asked.

He was ignored, "But we did not expect to find any... civilian's during this endeavor and thus do not have better accomodations prepared for you. I am Major Marx, how do you do?"

"St-stop with the facade you f-****ing bastard."

Major Marx's kind looking smile faded, "Ah, yes, Graysight..." He looked to Goldrain, "If you will excuse me." He strolled to the neighboring cell. "Hello, long time to see..." The female turtle, Graysight, raised her head and opened her eyes for the first time. The look in her mis-matched eyes was one of blood-lusting hatred for the rat. Mikey and Raph had a good look, but Major Marx was in way of Leo and Don's line of sight. "Ah yes, those signature eyes of yours, Graysight... such a wonderfully disturbing sight, don't you agree?" She sneered up at him.

"Suck my imaginary scrotum, Marx!" Don blinked at this coment from the woman and had to cover his mouth not to snigger.

The rat clicked his tongue, "Tsk, tsk, such a mouth on you... "

GoldRain eyed the rat. Something wasn't right about this creature, he was way too friendly towards him, but not the others.

"I wouldn't think I needed better facilities than the others," he snorted at the rat.

Raph had been a little startled at the eyes of this "Graysight", but this was all in one a weird day, so he didn't comment anything. But he couldn't help but smirk at her well placed attack on Marx.

Leo could only see Marx's back.

"Why are we even here?" Leo called to the rat, though he had a strong feeling that this creature didn't care about them.

Marx did an about turn, looking directly at Leonardo, Goldrain, and then back to Leonardo. "Simply put, you were found with the culprit. As far as we know, you are her cohorts in crime; we could not simply let you leave, now could we?"

"Cohorts?" Randi spat, "I don't need any bloody 'help'! I've never met them before in my-..."

He cleared his throat loudly and adjusted his tie. "And, good sir, even if you are innocent -- and I sincerely hope you are, I doubt anyone could stand working with Graysight for long, ("Oh, F*ck you, Marx!") -- you are still a mutant."

"What does... our being mutants have to do with anything?" Don raised an eye ridge.

"Now tell me, Mr., uh, what is your name?"

"Donatello."

"Now tell me, Mr. Donatello." Marx crossed his arms, "When is the last time that you have been able to walk freely in public during day-light hours with out being persecuted?"

"Err..."

"Rarely, if ever. Am I right?" Marx showed that sweet looking grin of his. "We're taking you to a place where you rightfully belong, a place to be along side your fellow mutants..."

"What if we don't want to go?" Don asked.

"Of course you don't, you don't know what you're missing... yet."

Raph growled loudly, hitting a bar with a glenched fist.

"If this place is so d*mn wonderful, why are we being held captive?" he snorted at the rat. GoldRain sat silently, waiting to hear the reply. He nodded slowly to himself. He wanted to know as well.

"For the same reasons my good neighbor is in a cell." Graysight chose to answer, "They didn't expect to find any civilians on this little run, only me..."

"And we were quite successful at that, weren't we, Graysight?" Marx retorted and turned to look back at the turtles. "Yes, she is right; however, there is the little matter of exactly when and how -- or to be more precise -- who you were found with."

Don saw where this was going, he had already suggested that they were possible cohorts to this 'Graysight'. "We're Innocent, Major Marx," He thought it wa best to stay polite for now, "We've never seen her before in our life, we were just at the right place at the wrong time."

"You had your weapons out..." replied one of the soldiers who was quickly silenced byt he rat. Don frowned a little, yes, they no longer had their weapons on them, muchelss any of their devises or their masks.

"When we saw her, sir," Don was regretting this even as he said it. It made him feel that he was condeming the female further, " Miss 'Graysight' here pulled out her guns on us and we in mere reaction-..."

"Made to protect yourselves," Marx nodded, "I see. I do apologize for the accusations, ("You're not sorry at all!" The female sneered), and everything will be resolved once we reach the islands. Each one of you, and you too, sir." He looked to Goldrain, "Will be question about your histories and so forth... safety proceedures, you understand."

Michelangelo stared at the rat, then back to Graysight. Just what excatly did you do in order to get captured? he asked silently.
He looked over at his angered brother and layed on his stomach on the bed, staring at Graysight.

So what if they'd be able to walk freely on this new island? Who said they'd wanted to? All he wanted to do was get back home and play video games...read comics...at least do something!

GoldRain scratched his cheek, thinking about this island. Walking freely did sound pleasant.

"Why do I have a feeling, that something will go wrong?" Leo said quietly to Donny.

At this, the female's eyes raised to stare at him. Due to the sleeping gas, her powers weren't what they should be so she couldn't even make out Mikey's thoughts, she just knew he was thinking about her.

"They think we're possibly affiliated with 'Graysight'," Don whispered back, "Something already has gone wrong."

The Rat, if he heard any of this, didn't seem to show it. Instead he turned his attentions back to Graysight. "Ah, now Gray-..."

"What, too afraid to use my real name?" She spat, "Afraid it may make me look too innocent."

"Hmm..." He put his hands behind his head, "Gentlemen, the inhibitor." The guards nodded.

"No..." She whispered. One guard pulled out a strange looking contraption while another opened the cell and the rest pulled out guns. "No... don't come near me..." The guard with the inhibitor did not listen and stepped into the cell. "...I-i'm warning you..."

Don looked to Leonardo, his mouth slightly ajar. "What are they trying to 'stop' her from doing?"

"Just be cooperative," Said the mutant, taking another step.

Graysight stood shakily. "I said NO!" At that moment, she answered Don's question as several of the guards flew back from an unseen force. She reached out her hand, "That thing will be the death of my mind, you fools!" The man with the inhibitor coughed and sputtered, dropping the device to hold his chest.

"Shoot her!" Marx ordered to his guards as the fumbled to get up. "Shoot her!" The only who had 'dodged' the blast was able to follow the order. The female was struck with a dart to her arm. She released her old on her victem to pull it out. Realizing what happened, she looked at Marx. "...You'll get yours..." Said the female before passing out.

The rat's teeth gnashed together and his fists clench tightly. He had just been made a fool in front of these prospective citizens and/or criminals. Marx hated looking like a fool. "The inhibitor..." He growled. Another guard picked it up from the ground and set it on the unconcious turtle's head. It started at the back of her head as this blinkin circle and branched out in three squigly cords that ended at her temples and her cranium with three smaller circles.

Major Marx turned to the five mutants left. "We will be arriving shortly. Once we do, all five of you will be fed -- it was a long trip -- and then you will be questioned." With that, he left followed by the guards helping thier 'injured' colluege.

Raphael was really mad now. With a cry, he sent a punch directly at the bar he had hit before, bending it outwards.

"You twisted psycho!" he hissed loudly at the rat, the anger keeping him from feeling the pain and the blood dripping from his hand. He had obviously hit the bar a little too hard for his skin to handle, and a small drop of blood landed on the floor.

Leonardo was stunned. He looked at Don with a worried look.

"And it just got worse," he muttered, turning his gaze towards 'Graysight'. He could feel deep inside that something was about to happen. The whole story about this island didn't seem right.

GoldRain sighed to himself, reaching for something inside his jacket. He pulled out a small, brownish furball, as it slowly outstretched and revealed a small masked face.

"Chu," the small ferret yawned, looking up at Goldrain and gave him a lick on the nose.

"Go check on her," he said to it, and it turned and walked into Graysight's cell. It walked closer to her, looking at her closed eyes.

Chuchu," it squeled, giving her a small lick in the face.

"Oh dear, it appears that you have needlessly injured yourself." Marx sniffed to Raphael before he left, "We'll have to take care of that once we land."

.

Don sighed, "Agreed. What crime could she have commited to deserve that sort of treatment?" He shook his head, even a murderer didn't deserve to be man handled. He watched as the ferret scurried into the unconcious turtle's cell.

Her breathing, though slow, was sparse. Graysight's fingers moved a small bit and she whispered something, "Avalon... gone..." And no more.

Mike looked over at Raph. "Hey...you okay, Raphy?" he asked, gently. He glared at the rat as he walked out. He was starting to hate this Marx guy more and more by the minute. If only they had their weapons....

Mike raised and eye ridge at this. "Avalon?" he muttered, staring at her passed out form.

THe plane seemed to be close enough for the pilots to see her there. Ana immediantly jumped into the bushes, lowering herself close to the ground. Steadying her breathing, she watched to see what other pore creatures were hauled here now.

Raphael slowly looked down at his hand, eyeing the wound.

"It's nothing," he replied to Mikey, bringing his gaze towards the female.

The small ferret looked back at GoldRain, then at Graysight again, trying to nudge her cheek. It made some small sounds and grabbed her by her clothings with its teeth, trying to shake her awake. GoldRain chuckled lowly, considering how much effort the small creature put into it's job.

Much to the ferret's avail, Randi did not awaken, muchless budge. She shivered once or twice as she lay there, but no more. "This is horrible." Don muttered as he felt the plane began to descend.

..~*~..

"You there!" A pair of solders, (a black cat and a reddish brown jennet) were walking right towards the mutant sea turtle, Ana. "You're tresspassing on private property!"

The female of the two, the jennet stepped closer, "Please come with us, miss." She said politely to Ana. "Honestly, I think some of the guards are slacking in their responsibilities if you got through, mmm?"

Just a few yards down, a cream-colored male hare watched them closely. Major Topaz. He wasn't happy, not at all; forcing innocent civilians into cells... Something had to be done about this. The hare was also a little worried, they had finally caught Randi; his wife, was going to be horribly upset about this...

GoldRain could see it was no use, and whistled to make the ferret come back. He quickly took the ferret up with a large paw and put it inside his jacket again, so the guards wouldn't take it when they landed.

"Chuiuuuii," the ferret complained, sticking its head up to look around.

Raph felt the plane descend too.

"So," he muttered, "Time to get the party goin'. I have a lot of questions for them..."

Ana flipped backwards, and then proceeding into dense forest of palm trees. SHe was always known for her curiousity and stong will to get her into trouble. "They can't keep me away forever." she thought, stirring up a plan.

(Savannah dear, it is a MILITARY BASE. Ana won't be able to 'just escape' like that. ALso, there is a high, strong fence surrounding the base as there would be -- Logically -- around any military base).

"Hey!" Shouted the female mutant as the two mutants began to chase after her. The black cat had already informed the rest of the guard.

"FREEZE!" Came a booming shout and ice formed quickly around Ana's feet into a big misformed block of ice. The two guards reached her and placed handcuffs on her.

"Running..." Said the black mutant cat, "Was a very stupid thing to do."

"Identification," The mutant jennet ordered, "Please."

The same voice as before spoke. "I suggest you cooperate." It was the cream-colored, icy-blue eyed hare. His voice was kind, despite the obvious annoyance in his eyes. He turned and watched as the plane finally landed, "Take her inside, question her. Find out how she got in here and why." He then began towards the plane as more guards came and began to carry her into one of the buildings and place her into a white room with only a table and two chairs. Two of the guards, this time a duck and a crow were left to watch her.

..~*~..

It was several minutes before the door to the cell room opened again. This time, instead of the mangy rat leading them it was an extremely serious looking hare. He looked first to the wolf, then to the four turtles and then with a deep sigh to Graysight. "...Tezlof..." He whispered, his ears drooping slightly.

He quickly regained himself and cleared his throat, "Well then... how do you do, gentlemen? I am Major Topaz and I will be taking over for Major Marx from now on. I can only apologize profusely for how you have been treated thus far." The hare shifted slightly, "However, I have to ask that you wait a few moments longer while my men take care of Lieutenant Tezlof..." His icy blue eyes darted to Raphael's hand and then motioned for his men to open the door to Graysight's cell.

They did and walked in with a stretcher to place her on. "An inhibitor..." the hare growled under his breath.

Donatello kept silent as he watched, unsure of what to do now.

"Avalon...gone..." Mike repeated, standing next to Raph, watching the guards take Graysight away. "What did she mean by that? What exactly IS Avalon?" he asked to no one in particular.

*****
Victoria Clawston, a young she-kat, hummed a little tune in her head as she walked about the town. "Boring..." she muttered, as she scanned her eyes over the crowd of mutants and people. "Wonder when we'll be getting some new, exciting creatures in the island..." she smiled as she spotted a familiar, cream colored hare up ahead. "Mrs. Topaz!! Hey!!" she shouted, waving a paw in the air.

"Avalon," Don muttered, "Is a mythical place mentioned in a series of books... think sword and the stone, kind Author and all of that."

The round belly was obvious on the lythe hare as she turned to see who had called her name. "Vic!" She grinned, that silver patch of fur on her forhead gleemed in the hot tropical sun. "Oh, Victoria, 'ow is every thing with you?" She spoke with a definate British accent and placed her purse strap on her shoulder, "I jes' needed some fresh air, th'twins take a lot out o' me..." She patted her belly.

(btw, the turtles in this area bout 21)

"Yeah...but...Avalon gone?" Mikey pressed on, leaning against the prison-like bars. "Now I'm confused!"

Victoria gave a half-hearted shrug. "Eh...same old, same old," she replied, a bored smile on her face. "I'd like to see some improvements on the island..." the she-kat eyed Mrs. Topaz's stomach. "So...how far along are you, Mrs. T? And how's Mr. T?"

-Sorry got confused :ohwell: -

Ana kept silent, trying to fight her way from their grasp. "Let me go!" she growled, sqirming around, "I have my reasons, and I am not gonna let you knwo why, you poor excuses for mutants!"

The duck and crow now guarding over her in the room gave her an offended look. "I beg yer pardon." The duck harrumphed, "Wha' exactly makes me a 'poor excuse' fer a mutant. I think you're the un' who is the sorry un' look at you, you've got 'air! Oy, Lloyd, you ever see a mutant turtle with hair?"

"No." Lloy scratched his head, "Na' tha' I know of at least. 'Ey, how does a reptile get 'air?"

"Maybe she's an 'ighbred?" Asked the duck, "You a 'ighbred miss... oh, wha' is yer name?"

..~*~..

"Oh, he's fine." Michaella grinned, begining to walk with Victoria. "Working hard as ever over at the base." She chuckled, "Oy, glad I didn't apply for a second term." She patted her belly, "In the last stretch! They're actually due in about a week's time. I can't wiat."

..~*~..

Major Topaz came back, this time followed by a male black cat and a female jennet (a type of weasle), along with a few new soldiers. "Let the gentlemen out." Topaz ordered, "We'll be escorting you to another secure area until we are able to question you. After that, each of you will be given a full medicle scan to determine your health." He looked at Raphael as the turtle was let out of his cell. "You, sir, would you care to be taken to see a medic now about that fist?"