On the rooftops, April is panting for breath, trying to catch up with the turtles and Ronin.
April: I never understood how turtles could... Could be so. So fast.
Mikey: Come on, April. This is just the warm-up.
April: The warm-up? For two hours?
Ronin: That's what ninjas do.
Leo: Training sometimes lasts four, five hours at a time. Awesome, right?
April: Are you kidding me? I'm gonna puke. What about a real mission?
Raph: It took fifteen years of training before Master Splinter let us go on a "real mission. " You got a long way to go, sister.
Donnie: Not that long. A decade or two will fly by like that.
Donnie snaps his fingers.
April: For a turtle.
Donnie: Maybe we should take her on more missions, Leo. It makes sense.
Mikey: Yeah! The best training she could have is hanging with the ninjas.
Leo: Uh-uh. No way. It's too dangerous.
Ronin: I agree with Leo, it's too dangerous.
Raph: What if something happens to her?
April clutches her head.
April: My head. Guys, I think there's someone watching us... Right over there.
They looked over and saw a figure of a man. Taking notice, the figure started to run.
All: Get him!
They started to chase after them.
Leo: Grappling hooks!
They fire the hooks onto a billboard and ride down.
Mikey: Aw, yeah!
April tried to use her grappling hook but it was stuck while the otehrs made it to the other side.
April: Stupid grappling hook. Maybe I should just take the stairs.
Donnie: April, use my rope!
Raph: "April, use my rope. " She's already slowing us down, Donnie.
April grabs on and leaps right over Donnie.
Leo: This way. Let's move, people.
They enter inside the apartment.
Ronin: It's quiet. Too quiet.
Leo began to open the window and enter inside the apartment. They looked around to see drawings of Kraang and a billboard taped with photos of themselves.
Donnie: It's us.
Leo: Not just us. Photos of mutants and Kraang. Lots and lots of Kraang.
April: So what's with all the creep-tastic pictures?
Raph sees that they are being watched.
Raph: Well, I guess we've seen enough here, guys. Let's get out of here.
Raph pulled the figure and pinned him down. It was an old man wearing a brown hat and trench coat.
Kurtzman: Whoa! Don't hurt me. I'm a friend.
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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012) (Male Reader)
FanfictionFour ninja turtles, mutated by a mysterious alien substance, and a human must rise up out of the sewers and defend their city against evil forces from both the past and present.