"We weren't all born with the ability to do that!"
Warnings: Bit short
Extra: Can you tell I want it to be Halloween season?
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Patrol that night had been a little too easy for Raph's tastes.
Aside from the occasional mugger - which they took turns handling to keep the boredom from killing them - there was nothing. The entire group was surprised about that considering the city was preparing for a festival that weekend and that meant more trouble makers.
"Dudes, this is so boring," Mikey whined after a half hour of doing nothing on the same rooftop.
"Maybe we should call it a night early," Leo agreed with a sigh, probably tired of everyone's whining, "Unless there's something on the scanner, Don?"
Donnie shook his head silently, pulling back one of the earpieces connected to the scanner, "Nothing the cops can't handle. I agree with Leo about- wait, I might have something."
Everyone perked up, "On the scanner?"
"No, on CCTV. Some Foot are prowling around, probably looking for some test subjects for Stockman's experiments."
Raph grinned, bloodlust rising at the idea of bashing some heads in, "Then let's kick some Foot butt!"
"We better hurry. I think they found a target," Donnie closed his scanners and attached them to his belt.
The brothers took off at that, following Donnie's directions to the cliche alleyway the Foot were tracking their target into. It was a girl, a teenager who was rushing through the alley like she knew something was about to happen to her.
"I don't see Foot soldiers, Don," Leo whispered, hovering at the edge of the rooftop and scanning the area.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Instinctively, the turtles spun around. Four Foot soldiers were waiting patiently to be noticed. Eager to protect and fight, the turtles charged the bots.
"Let go of me! Let go of me you low-budget movie villain before I rip your arm off and shove it up your-"
Underneath his panic about not be able to save the girl, and obviously having missed the soldiers hovering around her, Raph had to appreciate her fire. It wasn't every day you'd come across someone who was willing to cuss out their kidnappers.
Tires screeched against the pavement just as the guys finished off their foes. Sprinting to the roof's edge, they caught sight of a black van and trailed it. They were so close to catching up-
