(Raphael POV)
"I think I can bring him back!"
Donatello's whisper sounded more like a yell.
"A little louder, I don't think the rest of the Technodrome heard you."
I shushed automatically.
Then it hit me what he just said.
"Bring who back?"
Michelangelo asked.
"Him..."
Donatello nodded to the glass chamber that shredder currently hand his hand up against on the other side of the room.
"Krang?"
April squeaked in surprise.
"I'm 87.6% sure I can, it would take me a bit to work out all the calculations thoroughly."
Our huddle went instantly silent, and Leonardo's face went into serious concentration mode, lost deep in thought.
Finally after a long pause he spoke.
"That's incredible, but we've got other things on our plate right now, like taking down Dregg, and we all know better then to fully trust Shredder. Krang's body is safe in that containment unit, if Shredder keeps his end of the bargain, after we defeat Lord Dregg, then we can discuss resurrection."
Smart move fearless leader.
We broke the huddle.
"I guess it's a team up."
Leonardo shrugged as he approached Shredder, and next I saw the one thing I thought I'd never see if I lived to be 200.
Which might actually happen, given the fact that I'm a turtle.
The Shredder and Leonardo's hand clasped firmly in a handshake.
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"That would never work, we'd never make it past the Dreggnaughts force field!"
Donatello contradicted Rocksteady's idea to board the Dreggnaught with the turtle blimp.
"Besides, blimps can't go Into space..."
Shredder Facepalmed at his henchman's idiocy.
We had been at it for hours, trying to come up with a plan to infiltrate that massive Death Star like vehicle that Dregg calls home.
Earlier we discussed how that would be the best plan, to take him down aboard his own ship, because fighting down here on earth would just put innocent civilians in his path of destruction.
But just to get on that thing, it baffled us.
The defense technology was beyond anything earthly could contend with.
A powerful force field surrounded the ship like an invisible bubble.
A launched nuke would even scratch the paint.
"Alright my head hurts, I need food."
Grumbled Bebob.
Shredder ran his hand his hand over his helmet which he had removed and placed on the table which we now crowded around.
"That's not a bad idea, we have not eaten since breakfast. Go you two, make yourselves useful in the kitchen."
The mutant warthog and rhino reluctantly stood up.
"But boss..."
Rocksteady began to argue.
"Never mind."
He continued sadly, and started to walk away.
"Here ill help."
Offered Michelangelo, standing up and following them.
Shedder stroked his helmet again.
"Krang usually did all the cooking."
He said as a flash of pain crossed his eyes.
That's something I'm never gonna get used to.
A cry screeched out from the kitchen.
"Boss, ya might wanna come look at this."
Bebop called out.
"It's horrible, oh what a loss!"
Moaned a familiar surfer Accent.
Instantly I was up Sias drawn, I shot into the kitchen with Leonardo, Donatello, Shredder and April hot on my heels.
After pushing the door open I was hit with the most revolting scent Iv ever smelled in my life.
And that's saying a lot coming from a guy who lives in the sewers.
I almost threw up in my mouth.
"What in blazes!
Shredder cursed, as he shoved right passed me and into the kitchen.
I spied the culprit of that awful stench, Rocksteady was holding the refrigerator door open.
All the food had gone violently bad.
"Ugh!"
Our nemesis moaned as he clipped his mouth guard back on, trying to block out the horrible smell.
The white fluorescent light in the kitchen began to flicker.
The power has been going out all over the Technodrome.
Shredder had told us earlier that Dregg had stolen the power cell that ran this place.
"I guess battery power is almost gone, soon we will be on the backup generator, but with all the watts it takes to power the stasis chamber, that's the only thing we will be able to keep running."
Right at that moment Bebobs stomach let out an earth shaking growl.
"You can't stay down here with no food or electricity!"
Stated April.
"I can probably require the electricity, but ill need some tools from the lair."
Input our resident genius.
"As for food, that can be remedied with a quick trip to the surface, and I'm sure Krang had some flashlights around here somewhere."
"You will be in total darkness, you are 5 miles beneath the surface of the earth!"
She argued again.
Why is she arguing? Just let him do what he wants...
"We have nowhere else to go miss O'Neal, this is my home, OUR home."
He said gesturing to the misfits behind him.
"You could stay with me..."
April started to offer before Leonardo cut her off.
"April that won't be necessary."
"Oh and why not?!"
She placed her hands on her hips defiantly.
"Because they are going to come and stay with us tonight."
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-authors note-
Ohhhh cliffhanger!!
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I know I should have updated the travelers return tonight instead of this, but Iv just had this scene playing in my head all day and I just had to get it out!
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The Final Episode (TMNT 1987)
FanfictionSequel to 'What Heart?' Struggling with the aftermath of Krang's murder at the hands of Lord Dregg, Shredder and his band of misfit mutants, are out for blood. Filled with the new and devastating emotion of mourning, he is forced to to do the one t...