Ch.24 On the Rails

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"Alright guys, I'm heading out." Bentley spoke up as he was getting ready to leave. "I'm gonna go and grab one of the lungs from the trains now that the hatches are open."

"Just be careful out there, Bentley." Rae said.

"I'm always careful, no need to worry." He grinned before making his leave.

The turtle took a deep breath before making a run for it, heading for a good vantage point so he could see the train. He hopped onto a small cloth that sent him flying, landing on the small cliff just before his binocucom went off. He grabbed the device and held it up to his face only to see Sly was trying to contact him. "Okay, so according to this time table, Iron Horse #1 should be passing by any time now."

"I-I see it; it's moving awfully fast..."

"Just jump on the caboose while it's passing by and go in through the hatch, piece of cake!" He encouraged before disconnecting.

Bentley have a low sigh, stuffing his binocucom away before lifting his gaze to find the train. He took another deep breath while he waited for it to get close, and just as it passed, he leaped, landing on his stomach, but managed to hold on. He gave a low grunt upon landing before shifting, pushing the hatch open as he slipped inside, giving a sigh of relief.

"Good... I made it... But no time to relax, I've got work to do before anyone realizes I'm here." He said aloud, making his way out of the caboose and into the rest of the train.

The first car was simple to bypass since it was just some lasers blocking the way, so when he found an opening, he just ran on by. The next car had floor lasers, but they were rather easy to get past. When the turtle made it to the next car, the inside was locked, so he had to climb on top, but some eagles tried to attack him, quickly ducking down to avoid them, but kept on, leaping down once he was in the clear. The following car wasn't much of a car, just a platform with some ducks blocking his way. Bentley gave a small smirk, grabbing his gun as he fired off his sleep darts, knocking all three of them out as he slipped on by the sleeping guards. "Child's play..." He chuckled.

More floor lasers were in this car, except they were moving, making this a bit more challenging to get past without getting burned. However, the turtle took a deep breath before giving a stern look, leaping onto the floor. He hopped along, avoiding the lasers, but when he was nearing the edge, his foot landed too close to the laser and he gasped in pain, quickly leaping away to the safe portion of the floor. He sat down, examining his burning leg, and gave a sigh when he saw a small burn mark. "Why am I so clumsy? Now I know why Sly and Rae are better at this than me -- they're more agile... I'm just the tech, but I suppose that's fine with me. I prefer it that way anyway." He said to himself. "However, I've gotta keep moving. I'm almost at the end, I can feel it."

Bentley gave another stern look as he got to his feet, but winced slightly. Still though, he ignored the pain and pushed on, having to sneak along the side of the next platform because of the boxes and crates that were in his way. When he found an opening, he hopped up onto the crates and peeked over the edge, backing up slightly when he saw two moose with flashlights. He had to do a double take though when he realized they were facing away from him. Even so, he didn't wanna risk it and grabbed his gun again, putting both of them to sleep before running on by them. He gave a gasp in delight when he saw the first Clockwerk Lung, quickly grabbing it away from the fire with a grin.

"Yes! I got it!" He cheered to himself. "That wasn't so bad, I guess. But, no time to gloat. I should hurry and get off this train while I still can." Bentley then strapped the machine part to his back, finding it was a little heavy, before running off. He hopped off the train and head back for the Safe House, feeling rather proud of himself as he entered through the front door. "I'm back guys, and I brought a little somethin' with me!" He called.

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