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Kanok was resting against a tree, which was pitch black like the rest of the solid objects and such that resided within this strange world called home. Then, four more strangers seemed to have come into existence within the bland realm of a white sky with grey clouds. He didn't even bother reaching for his katana, due to not wanting to give the wrong first impression.

Okay, it wasn't that hard. She had to do this, she had to ask him. With her head held high, she entered the lair. Ellie tried to find the familiar orange she was used to. "Where could he be?" she asked herself. One thought came to mind. Ellie walked on over to the kitchen, he was already there. probably making another one of his creations, involving pizza. When has it ever not been pizza? "Hey Mikey!" she called out to him with a smile.

Pacing back and fort at the front door of his second older brother Donatello sighed, should he knock? Or wait till he came out? It was just a favor after all he was sure raphael wouldn't deny it. Maybe he wouldn't admit it but Raphael liked junk hunting as much as he did specially if it was to improve the stealthcycle. Clearing he throat he knock twice before realizing it was a bad idea and turning to leave.

Sam sat in the subway with her earphones in, waiting for the train. She missed the other one. She was working late this week at the front desk of a Tattoo parlor one of her friends owned, even though Cruz was only 18. She still didn't know how he was able to do it. She wasn't old enough for an apprenticeship there yet though. She traced the sun on her right calf. She stopped daydreaming when she noticed a group of guys come into the subway and notice her by herself. She groaned and kept her quiet as they whistled and called her over. Sam didn't look over and flipped them off. Well the leader if their group didn't like that much and came over with his boys. "Hey, we're talking to you, girl," he hissed. "And I'm ignoring you," she spat and stood, "Go home. It's past your bed time." "And what are you going to do about it, ya little blue hair bitch." Sam stood there, expression not changing. She finally sent her forehead into this kids nose and head-butted him. His friend caught him as he stumbled back. She had broken his nose. "Now scram!" She screamed and watched them go. "You'll regret that." "Ya, ya... piece of shit." She was about to take a seat when she turned and looked into the darkness. "I thought I heard something..." she mumbled.

"Hello? Leo?" She called out. "It's Niki....I-eeer Nikita...?"