Turtles Forever

Space Invaders Part Three

The Triceratons were closing in on them. Mikey looks around nervously. "Um, Leo, we're surrounded."

"Attack left," Leo whispers as they prepare to pull out their weapons. "On my signal." Leo, Mikey, Raph, Yuuki, and Alopex pull out their weapons and got into a fighting stance, Mona as well.

"No need to attack, my friends," A voice calls out. A Triceraton steps out through the crowd and walks towards them. "As much as I would enjoy a rematch." Traximus said.

"Traximus?" Raph asked, surprised. "No way!"

"Welcome to the Triceraton rebellion," Traximus bows.

"Rebellion? No way!" Raph dismissed.

"Allow me to introduce a small part of my ever-growing rebel army," Traximus gestures to several Triceratons, and a few other familiar faces as well, Aya, and Kluh.

"Hey, I know those guys. Looks like somebody brought back a few recruits from the Battle Nexus Tournament, just like he said he would," Mikey pointed out. "Me? I'm just had to settle for bringing back...the championship trophy." He brags, rubbing his hands.

"I thought we agreed you weren't gonna do that anymore," Raph pulls the tail ends of Mikey's mask and smacks him on the head.

"OW!"

In the throne room, Donnie and Venus were kneeling on the floor, their wrists were bound. Mozar walks up to Donnie and Venus and grabs them by the wrist.

"Listen you pea-brained geko, how many times do I have to tell you? The Fugitoid. Is. Not. On. Earth!" Donnie insisted.

"Our brains may be small, terrapin scum," Mozar drags them to the screen. "but our tracking equipment does not lie." He throws Donnie and Venus. "The Fugitoid's teleportation reach directly to your planet."

"He was on Earth, but he's not there anymore!" Venus explained.

Zanramon leans in forward from his chair. "Then where is he?!"

Venus turns to Zanramon. "If I tell you, will you promise to leave the Earth alone," She tells him. "If you do, I will go with you. I won't fight back. I won't try to run away."

"Yes, all of this unnecessary fighting will end. I promise to spare the Earth, " Zanramon tells her.

Donnie shakes his head. "Venus, no..." He whispers quietly so that only she could hear. "You can't sacrifice yourself and your freedom that you've fought so hard for. You know what will happen! The Utroms won't stand a chance."

Venus agreed with Donnie. The Utroms wouldn't stand a chance. They would be wiped out by the Triceratons if she gave up their location.

"I...I can't tell you that." Venus stammers.

"Can't...or won't?" Zanramon presses as he stepped towards her.

"Leave her alone," Donnie shouted. "I'm the one you want!"

"Tell me where the Fugitoid is?!" Zanramon demanded.

Donnie glares at him then turns around, facing his shell to the Prime Leader.

Zanramon growls in anger, making Venus flinch. She knew all to well what he was capable of.