TMNT Half Heart Hero Out of the Shadows (but Followed by the bad ending]

Chapter 5

Down town, a woman was at a bar from the street. She had green hair, long and wavy. Her skin was black and dark and her eyes were brown. Wore a blackest jacket and a bone collar with dog teeth. She wore tight jeans with a belt filled with knives. Her name is Sally. Sally Snake Eyes. One of the criminals in town. She was once the luckiest thief in town, she never gets caught by the police and she always escapes. Her friends arrive. She knew Bebop and Rocksteady well. She was so in love with them, Including Bebop.

"You know, Beebs, I'm tired of being someone else's errand boy. With Shredder out of the picture, maybe we could step up. Carve out our own piece of the city," said Rocksteady.

"True," said Snake Eyes, smoking a cigarette.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Maybe even start our own Foot Clan. Eventually work our way up to our own Leg Clan! I mean, honestly, how hard could it be?" he said.

"I think I prefer this name Goreclan," Sally said softly.

Still polishing his knives, Bebop caught sight of something reflected in the bar's mirror.. Shredder. And his daughter, a dark haired girl named Karai. "Hey! Mr. Shredder! My man. Coincidentally, we were just contemplating a consolidation of our criminal enterprises. We were thinking like a 51/49 split. Leaning your way, of course."

"He's not looking for partners," said Karai.

"Well," Sally asked. "What do you want?"

"I'm looking for errand boys, including a woman."

"Well, we could work with that," said Bebop without missing a beat.

"No shame started in the mailbox," Sally agreed.

After a few moments, the warden arrived at the bar. He knew that the bartender was being lied to. "Just want to ask you one more time. Are you sure those guys didn't come through here?"

"Hey, pal, I don't know what you're talking about," the bartender said flatly.

"Okay. You know what? I love this song! You don't mind if I borrow this, do you?" He slammed his fist through the glass and yanked out the CD that had been playing.

"What are you doing?"

"Nah, you know what? Never mind. It has a scratch on it. Or maybe I'll have a drink." He grabbed a mug off the bar and threw it at the cluster of bottles.

"Are you out of your mind?" the bartender yelled.

"Getting there." He grabbed another mug and threw it at the bottles behind the bar.

"Stop it! Stop it! Just stop it, okay?" the bartender pleaded.

"You ready to tell me where they are?" the warden asked.

"I slipped them cell phones. That's all I know!" the bartender spoke.

"And I imagine a responsible business person such as yourself, wouldn't sell hardware without a means by which to track said hardware. Am I right?"

He grabbed another mug and drew his arm back, aiming at the most expensive bottles behind the bar. "Look! Here. I have a GPS, okay? You'll find them with that." He slid a handheld GPS tracker down the bar to the warden.

In the Turtle's lair, Tomoka is using a drone as Manako starts playing around with it. Raph paced back and forth impatiently. Reika was punching a bag, trying to get herself stronger by the minute.

"Every second we're down here, Shredder gets more powerful and Manako gets more annoying," grumbled Raph.

"Hey, I heard that!" Manako yelled from the other corner.