The Kraang are ready. Their plan to take over Earth has been running smoothly for centuries, and they only have the final steps of their plan left to finally gain their second home... Until the turtles come around. No matter what they do, they can't...
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The docks were quiet.
It was strange; when Donnie had described the outrageous energy readings he had gotten from the area earlier, the group had expected to see hundreds of Kraang with a weapon powerful enough to wipe out the entire state. But when they—Casey, the two Aprils, and the turtles— had gotten there, they didn't see much of anything at all. Just quiet docks with a few darkened boats, a flickering lightbulb here and there... Not a Kraang or evil turtle in sight.
"You sure this is the place, Donnie?" Leo asked, standing on the ledge of the garage they were on top of. Donnie stood next to him, frowning as he looked out into the distance, and nodded.
"Yeah, it's definitely coming from here." He looked down to his small device, its light blinking rapidly. "Like, exactly here, actually. We're standing on top of it."
"So it's inside?" Mikey asked, peeking over the edge. "Huh, that's weird."
"Maybe they unloaded whatever was producing the energy out before we got here," New April suggested. "So... what's the plan? Jump in there and start fighting?"
"We don't even know if it's just Kraang inside or other Mikey and Raph too," Leo said, turning away from the edge and facing his team. "Or maybe it's other me or Donnie too, or maybe none of them are in there... we really don't have any way of knowing."
"And?" Raph asked, prompting him to continue. Leo hesitated.
On one hand, jumping in there without knowing what to expect would be a terrible idea. Quite literally anything could be waiting for them inside. A full team of powered up, evil versions of themselves could be standing in front of the window preparing to attack―Leo was fairly certain they'd be able to take one or two down now that they knew what they were working with, but all four would be a horrible nightmare. Or what if this was a trap? Or an ambush? While Leo trusted Donnie's word that he fixed his tech and locked his alternate self out of it permanently, he couldn't stop his over-analyzing brain from run over the possibilities in his head over and over. What if the tech to encourage them to go to the docks even though there were really no energy readings at all? What if the other Donnie had put a fake program on his laptop that set them up here?
