Leonardo runs at full speed towards the designated meeting spot, his arms held out behind him and a steely glare locked in his sapphire eyes. Behind him, Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo run in formation, their faces also determined. Sarina and Destiny soar above them, wings and rocket boots zooming along the way. Taylor and Annalise move behind the turtle squad with April and Casey, both armed to the teeth.

"Those idiots took Blake," April mutters, her hand tightening around her faithful tessen. "I'll show them a thing or two."

Casey nods, his face set in an angry sneer. "Nobody takes my son and gets away with it. Just you watch, Casey Jones is gonna dish out some major pain platters tonight."

Taylor laughs a little at his metaphor. "Well, Hamato Taylor is just going to kick some butt." She flips out two baseball bats and spins them. "Casey style."

"You go, Tay," Casey jokes.

Annalise grips her tomahawk and glances at April. "You think it's just Emery?"

"Of course not," the redhead answers promptly. "Just prepare yourself for the worst."

Leo skids to a stop up ahead, noticing the giant warehouse that the kidnapper ordered them to. He sighs heavily as Destiny and Sarina touch down near the massive group.

"What's the plan, Fearless?" Raph jokes, but his tone is less than that.

"Go in, save the kids, and leave," Leo answers curtly. "Stay close, defend each other. Don't make any rash decisions."

"Aye aye, Captain," Destiny murmurs, saluting.

He smiles a little at her before readying his katanas. He nods, and the group goes dashing into the building.

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"Dudes, this place smells rank."

"Quiet, Mikey. And stop stepping on my heels!"

"Sorry Donnie."

"Guys, ssh!"

"I can't see a thing. I don't like that."

"Suck it up, okay? Just focus."

"All of you, silence."

They enter a wide open space, the floor made of cold concrete. The ceiling is high above them, a few mini platforms scattered here and there. Large, metal support beams stand at attention, holding up what no one has been using for years.

At the far end of the room are numerous wire cages, each one containing one or two teenagers. The first one to perk up is Lukas, who gets to his feet shakily.

"Asher?" he calls.

The Hamatos and Jones dash forwards, put off by the eerie silence around them. They move to the cages, looking up at them with worry in their eyes.

"Mom? Dad?" Blake calls, pushing himself to his knees as he scoots to the edge of his cage.

April and Casey breathe a sigh of relief and run to their son, trying to calm him through the bars.

"Hold on, we'll get you out in a moment," Leo assures both him and Lukas.

Lukas shakes his head. "You have to leave. These guys...they aren't human!"

"We know," Donnie says almost bitterly. "Just sit tight while I pop these locks."

"You don't understand," a new voice adds in as Kelly edges to the cage wall. "It's a trap!"

Just as she says that, a laugh sounds from above them. Destiny's tail fur spikes as her claws unsheathe, her teeth gritted.

"Welcome turtles, welcome family members," the voice mocks. "I'm so glad you've accepted out invitation. Too bad you won't be leaving our little party tonight."

Emery appears on an above platform, her cat eyes glinting in the dim lighting.

"Emery? You're still around?" Leo asks, dumbfounded.

"Oh, cute, you thought that one little incident in the sewers was it?" She laughs shortly. "No, I've been planning this for a while now, so the only thing left to do is finally finish what the Foot Clan started twenty-one years ago."

She clicks her claws together. Foot bots appear on ropes from the ceiling, lowering themselves towards the Hamatos and Joneses. The group unleashes their weapons as the kids in the nearby cages shrink back in fear.

"Foot bots? Ha!" Raph snorts, spinning his sais. "No problem."

"I don't know, dudes. Something's up," Mikey whispers.

Tiger Claw, Rahzar, Fishface, Bebop, Rocksteady, and Baxter Stockman appear from nearby corridors. Their weapons are brandished too, eager smiles on their faces.

"Okay...a little bit worse..." Taylor utters.

A low hissing sounds as a serpentine figure appears. Leo tenses up immediately, his mouth falling open.

"K-Karai?" he stammers.

"Yo! Big sis! You came to help us, right?" Mikey calls.

The snake woman laughs a little. "Oh, you wisssh."

"Remember how she promised to hunt me down and stop me? Yeah, it didn't work out," Emery comments.

The leopard leaps off the platform, gripping onto a loose rope and sliding to the floor easily. She straightens up, flicking her caramel hair over her shoulder.

"No...in fact, you only furthered my plans," she finishes.

"You know what? We don't care about this! We beat you all before, we can do it again!" Raph shouts.

"What he said!" Casey agrees.

Destiny growls low in her throat, noticing the bite mark scar on Emery's shoulder; the one that the wolf woman left her.

"We still outnumber you," Sarina points out calmly.

"By two," Donnie adds.

Emery smiles and waves her paw once. "I think he counts for at least three men on his own."

There's the soft swishing of metal as the buff form of a man appears at the far end of the hall, only this man doesn't look quite human. His entire body is covered with metal, his face grey like steel and his eyes two glowing white pits. The Hamato team's eyes widen as their breath catches in their throats. His armour is upgraded, more spikes and certainly more protection, and his blades are even longer and sharper. It's like he was fused with the armour itself, and just the glint from the lethal knives makes their knees go weak.

"No...it can't be..." Leo utters.

"Did you miss me, turtles?" the deep voice that seemed to haunt their nightmares echoes.

"Shredder..." Destiny whispers.

His blades unleash with a swishing sound that resonates around the empty room. For a moment, no one moves a muscle.

"Foot, attack," Shredder orders coldly. "And show no mercy."

The Foot mutants obey without hesitation, and the Hamatos prepare for the fight of their lives.