LA heavily armored van tears through the night at top speed.
Inside the van, T.C.R.I. (Techno-Cosmic Research Institute) soldiers armed with futuristic swat weapons sit at anxious attention, sweat glistening on their faces.
Their leader, Spider, a super-yoked military commando with a Steven Segal ponytail locks and loads his rifle.
"Listen up! We're going after Dr. Baxter Stockman. He was TCRI's lead genetic scientist, but he went rogue, stole billions of dollars worth of research and created an ACTUAL MUTANT. He's holed up in a makeshift lab of an abandoned building"
The soldiers look at each other nervously.
"Each of you has been issued a high powered, anti-mutant-neutralizer. Whatever Stockman's made, this can unmake it" Spider pats his rifle.
"Cynthia Utrom herself will be quarterbacking from HQ. Anything to add Cynthia?"
Spider gestures to a monitor with a live video feed to Cynthia Utrom. Cold, heartless, menacing and German.
"This mission is of the utmost importance. Failure will be... frowned upon. Bring me Stockman's mutant... and whatever he used to make it"
The soldiers look at each other: was that supposed to be reassuring?
"You heard her, boys, lock and load"
In the basement of an abandoned building, where exposed pipes drip, drip, drip water down into fetid puddles, Dr. Baxter Stockman, a brilliant, disheveled scientist works feverishly. He mixes various chemicals into a vial of green glowing ooze.
"I've done it, Little One! I've perfected the ooze! Are you excited for Daddy?"
pan down to see that Stockman has an a small creature. The Fly-Baby sits in an old pack 'n' play, eating from a cafeteria-size bag of Domino sugar and buzzing happily.
"My "friends" at T.C.R.I. want to use you as a weapon! I couldn't allow that. But we're safe now. Soon, I'll make you brothers and sisters. A real family for both of us"
There are pictures of various mutant schematica.. There's little green vials with newly-created baby mutants floating in them.
"I never had a family, little one... nobody liked me. I always felt a greater connection to the animals I experimented on than people... So with you and your siblings... I'm creating a family... I think we can finally be happy..."
Outside, there's a loud BANG! Stockman looks up, terrified.
"Again!" Spider shouts.
The S.W.A.T team slams a battering ram, breaking the door down.
"Go, go, go!" The TCRI soldiers rush into the building.
the S.W.A.T team are running through the abandoned basement into the lab, where they find Stockman frantically trying to pack up his equipment. He holds the vial of ooze.
"Freeze! Don't move! Where is the specimen?"
"I...I...uh..."
The S.W.A.T team finds the Fly-Baby's crib empty.
"It's not here"
"Wait, wait, be careful" Spider covers his mouth.
"Stay quiet"
A shriek and then the soldiers start getting taken down one by one by Fly-Baby.
"Cease fire! We need them alive! Don't move"
Fly-Baby lunges onto Spider's face and rips his eyeball from its socket! He screams in agony and fires at Fly-Baby.
"No! No! Don't shoot! The chemicals are highly volatile!"
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THE BAD GUYS IN: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem
FanfictionA request from: @1214ng