Chapter Two: Retrieval
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"I've been over everything three times and I still cannot find anything." Venus stomped her foot. "Not even that dagger he threw at Michaelangelo."
Donatello looked around. "Well, maybe…" he trailed off, looking at Venus' shelves.
"What is it, Donnie?" Leo asked.
"Well, I saw this movie the other night. It had a spy in it who used a camera to copy government documents."
Leonardo thought this over. It did seem like a very plausible idea, and it would explain why nothing was missing. Whoever this guy was, he was good.
The attacks on the Rank had continued unheeded. Last night, the turtles had managed to get there in time to see a dark figure leap towards a dragon and they both fell through a shadowed wall. Through it. And there was no hole or doorway.
Leo adjusted his bandanna. This was becoming more and more confusing.
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"Are you sure this will work?"
"Of course!" Dr. Quease argued. "The Turtles use a computer to track your soldiers, so can we."
The Dragon Lord stared down at the computer screen. He really didn't comprehend how all those lights could help find his soldiers, but obviously, the doctor did. The doctor pointed to a large grouping of lights in the far right corner of the screen.
"There are your soldiers."
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"Uh, oh."
Mike looked up from his paused video game. "What's up Donnie?"
"The Rank. But they seem to be moving away from us." He turned around in his seat. "Think they're up to something?"
"What else is new?" said Raph as he picked up his helmet.
"They can't be doing anything good," Venus said, tossing down her magazine.
"Let's move," Leo yelled.
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"Here we are." Quease stopped and looked up at the building in front of them. It seemed to be abandoned. Probably used to be a warehouse. An abandoned warehouse, how original.
The Dragon Lord blew open the door.
"Hold it!" The five turtles leapt from their hiding places and surrounded the small group. Raphael smirked as he noticed that there were only four soldiers with the Dragon Lord.
"Get them!" The Dragon Lord commanded. He grabbed Quease by the collar. "Come with me." He pulled Quease into the building with Wick trailing behind.
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The person across the street stuffed their hands into their pockets as the battle escalated.
Uh, oh, she sighed mentally. I had hoped to hold out a little longer. Now I'll have to do this the hard way.
The person stood casually against a lamppost as the captured Rank were freed and joined the battle. They were no match for the Turtles, and were easily defeated because the captured Rank were a bit weak from their imprisonment.
"That guy is sure gonna be mad all his prisoners got let out," Mike stated.
Leo put away his swords. "I expected him to show up."
"Maybe he's a coward," Raph suggested, but even he didn't buy that.
Donatello picked up Quease's tracking device, which has been dropped in the retreat. "Too bad." He looked it over. "Maybe I can fix it."
As the turtles rode off, Wick left his hiding place under a pile of garbage and hurried back towards the hideout. His body jerked as something caught this tail.
"Hey!" He twirled around as far as his caught tail would allow. A gray and black sneaker was sitting on his tail. His eyes followed a pair of blue jeans to a white tank top and leather jacket. The hands resting on her hips were covered in green iridescent scales that shimmered yellow in the dim lamp light. He could see gold plating over the backs of her hands. Bright green eyes with slitted pupils stared back at him. She flipped her reddish-blonde hair away from her face and smiled.
"Where's the fire, short stuff?"
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The Dragon Lord was in a rather good mood that night. He'd gotten all his soldiers back, despite those interfering turtles. Wick had not yet returned, but that didn't worry him.
In fact, he barely noticed when the petite dragon crawled in a half-hour later.
"I have a message for you, your majesty."
The Dragon Lord looked down from his throne. "From whom?"
"The one who kidnapped your soldiers. She said that she didn't care if you got your soldiers back because they won't save you."
The Dragon Lord laughed. "A human woman thinks she can defeat me!"
"A dragon, sire," Wick said. "She's a dragon."
Dragon Lord abruptly stopped laughing. "A female dragon? How interesting. Are you positive?"
Wick nodded his head furiously. "Oh, yes, your majesty, and a rather attractive one at that, if I do say so."
Dragon Lord tapped a claw against his chin. "What an interesting turn of events. Get Quease back in here!"
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