＃𝗦𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗡𝗘 ᵎ ﴾🍕﴿︰Shellshock Color Pulse (TMNT 2014 OC Takeover)

CHAPTER EIGHT - Impact

We all rushed urgently outside, Rowan putting another fully loaded clip into his pistol. I forgot my 'unbreakable pipe' after Shredder boss-tossed me, so I was vulnerable unless I wanted to use my hands.

We all looked up, noticing Sacks escaping in a helicopter.

"Sacks is airborne!" I yelled, pointing up at the helicopter flying him away.

"Flight time to Manhattan is estimated to be 19 minutes!" Donnie notified us, and we all nodded in acknowledgment.

"Is everyone okay?" I asked, looking back at April, Vern, and Rowan; they all nodded.

I heard the cock of a gun, swiftly turning around.

"Oh my gosh, they have guns!" Donnie squealed in a girly voice.

"Get down!" Leo yelled as the foot soldiers began shooting at us. Everyone screamed and ducked down low to avoid being shot.

I took notice of something; the Turtles shells blocked the bullets. They were bulletproof, a pretty badass passive ability.

"Hah- are you guys okay?" Leo asked, looking down at us. "Leo," I stood up. "Your shells, you're all-"

"-Bulletproof!" Raph chimed in. We all smirked as another barrage of bullets began.

"Hey, can you drive that truck?" Leo asked, pointing to Vern. He nodded.

"We're on Raph! Ready? GO!"

As the turtles fought off the Foot Clan, we rushed to safety in the truck. I grabbed a pistol from one of the Foot Soldiers' limp bodies, taking a few loaded clips with me too.

Mikey climbed on top, while Leo wasn't far behind, ushering his brothers. Raph screamed for Vern to drive, which he did, flooring it.

I took notice of how fucked up Raph's shell was; it looked pretty beaten up.

"You good?" I asked, looking up at him. "Yeah," he nodded. "I'll be fine,"

I let it go, assuming he was fine and not just blowing off my concerns because he wanted to keep fighting. Peeking out of the truck doors, Rowan and I noticed three cars following behind us. Typical.

"Are you sucking my dick?" He scoffed. One car soon ran into the back of the truck, making Rowan and I hit our heads.

"¡Oh! Puta madre!" Rowan yelled in Spanish.

"No, they're fucking- BITING IT!" I yelled, rubbing my head.

"Where we goin', guys?!" Mikey yelled from on top of the truck.

"Donnie, what's the fastest way back to Manhattan?" Leo asked, looking over at his brother.

"We just need to stay on this route until we get to the maintenance hatch at the bottom of this hill," He replied.

"There's a sewer line 2.4 miles from here!"

"Mikey, let them know up there-"

Suddenly, a missile hit the side of the truck, sending us ramming into the contents inside. A large crate flew past me and sent Leo flying back into the snow. The truck doors suddenly slammed open, revealing how high up we were.

"Oh god- oh, fuck!" Rowan yelled in complete and utter shock. "Are we even gonna make it?" He asked.

"How are we gonna know if the truck ain't movin'?!" Raph snapped back. The truck began sliding down the hill once more, its impact almost sending all of us into the roof.

"Holy shit," I said, trying to keep my balance in the shaking truck.

"Leo, move!" Donnie yelled, warning him of our speedy descent.