3(Hah! I'm still here, and I'm going to torture the world with more of my fanfics!)
(Herein is an independent account of the various interactions of the turtles and TEAM. While further understanding and character development may be gleaned from a reading of the former writings, it is not absolutely fundamental to a complete understanding of this current account. In short, welcome to a series of relatively short stories, chronologically occurring after the events in Rollercoaster Part 1.)
"Why haven't the turtles been found?!" Shredder raged, knocking over a candlestick.
Warui remained unmoved, "I am a strategist, sir; I am no mind reader." She stroked her chin, "Although knowing Sabishii, I have a hunch…"
"I do not want guesses and assumptions! I want answers! I want them found! I want them dead!"
Warui shrugged, seeing he cut her off, "I must be going now." She stood and turned to leave.
"You will go nowhere." Shredder hissed, reaching a whole new level of menacing.
Warui stared back at him dully, "My Master calls." She started fading away, "And that is all that matters."
Part I: Meet Satoshi Ganko Ono
"This is so cool!" Mikey whooped, turning himself and pressing his face against the tiny window as the plane started noisily down the runway, ignoring Raph's complaining at least until he shoved him off of him.
Karen was talking with the pilot, hopefully about eating arrangements; Leo seemed to be meditating, did that guy ever give it a break?—oh never mind, so was Splinter—maybe that was their relaxation thing; Raph was listening to music, trying to block out his overexcited little brother; Kojirou seemed mildly happy; Ura was looking through some book; Musashi looked bored; and Don was also looking out the window but in a much calmer way than Mikey; Klunk was under one of the chairs, probably scared by the movement. Sure, April'd offered to watch him, but Mikey couldn't stand the thought of leaving him alone for a month or more…depending on how much they liked it there.
"I mean, when have we ever been flying like this before? Never! Well those times we were cramped in the cargo area or anything involving Triceratons or trying not to get blown to bits doesn't count. I mean, c'mon! Our own personal plane! Sitting in these nice seats! Getting to look down at the clouds and stuff below! It just makes me wanna say Cowabunga!"
Raph leaned forward to look pass Mikey's waving arms across at Kojirou, "How long is this ride gonna be?"
Approximately many hours later, Mikey woke up with a start to realize he had dozed off, "Aww, did I miss everything."
"We were only flying over the ocean Mikey," Don said calmly.
"Besides that little pit stop we took on some island to get up and stretch and all that." Raph interjected.
"Aww, I missed the deserted island." Mikey's hands went to his head, "Were there cannibals? Did you guys bump into and defeat the Shredder for the fifth time there without me? Were there other mutant turtles? Did you get attacked by giant, evil, maniacal coconuts?"
They all just looked at him with in varying degrees of annoyance.
"Cuz I had this really weird dream where we were on an island, and there was this big pink tower and Foot with pink outfits, and the Shredder was in some strange furry suit and there was an evil pink lady. And a coconut hit me on the head."
"We will be landing in the next hour. Until then I suggest you calm yourself Michelangelo."
"But, Master Splinter, I can't help it!" He cried, turning his gaze to the window at the trees, grasses, and indeterminate shapes in the darkening twilight. "I mean, we're on vacation with friends in a land where we won't have to worry about being attacked by the bad guys at home." He looked around at them, "C'mon bros, I can't be the only excited one here. I mean think about it, we'll be able to go out to eat and walk around in the daytime—I mean, we'll step out of this plane and be welcomed as heroes by hundreds of Kantoians!"
"No." Leo said too quickly, as if he had envisioned it and it had scared him. "Not this time, not so soon. We're still going to keep a low profile until we're sure this is a safe place."
Karen nodded, understanding.
"Who's that guy?"
"Michelangelo, get away from the window." Karen stood as the plane slowed, "That guy is one of the higher-ups, Nicholas O'Commack, and one I'm not too familiar with…just our luck." She muttered lowly as an afterthought. "Could you guys—" She looked back and smiled, noticing Musashi, Kojirou, and Ura were apparently the only ones aboard, besides Klunk…"You guys are too good."
Mikey couldn't help but snicker—he loved vanishing…especially when it worked on his brothers…for a while.
The problem was he didn't like hiding for long. And above the hum of the still roaring plane engine he couldn't even eavesdrop on what Karen, Kojirou, and the tall well-dressed guy were talking about, even if he pressed his ear to the window. In fact he could hardly see, and his muscles were going all stiff, and it was boring just hanging there…he'd take studying the strange trees if it meant he could get outside and smell the air and touch the ground.
After what felt like centuries to him, Musashi stood, stretched, and grabbed some of her bags, "C'mon."
"Where did Karen and Kojirou go off to?"
"Eh, you know, she has to stay and file reports and all that complicated 'leader' stuff." Musashi snorted. "And she'll probably have to do a lot of explaining away the fact that you guys helped us. If she's lucky she'll be able to get a hold of Bruckner instead of Commack—the guy's new and bossy and stuff, unlike Bruck who's all buddy-buddy with her and stuff. She'll be gone all night explaining things to O'Commack and requesting part time." Musashi rambled stepping off the plane. She suddenly let her baggage drop, and turned back to them, smirking as per usual, "Sooo! That means you guys are left to my mercy!" She tossed her bags to Leo and Don respectively and walked off happily.
"Oh, great." "What was that Raph?" "Nothin'."
Mikey paused to look around, expecting to see purple trees, square shaped mountains, or three headed birds flying at them. But, even in the dark, things looked rather normal. Nothing he could see that was extraordinarily different, although he supposed Don would be interested in those trees over there. In fact there was little to look at around them, they were in some sort of landing strip.
"Um, so now what?"
Musashi shrugged, "We walk. I could have had a limo waiting, but after that long plane trip who wants to sit some more."
"All right….walk where?"
"To the nearest stable of course. You haven't gotten a taste of Kantoian life until you ride a Rapidash or at least an Onix…yeah…those cost less to rent…"
"A pocket monster?! Really?" Mikey still remained in overly-excited spirits and unknowingly tightened his grip on Klunk.
"Yes. And Leo, quit staring at the sky; it's the same dull normalcy you have at home. All right, different constellations, big whoop. Anyways, I'm thinking we could go out and get a head start on some tourism."
Ura instinctively took some of the luggage from the recently overburdened Leo before running to catch up with Musashi, "Musha, I'm sure they'll be plenty of time for that tomorrow. Our friends have been on a long journey and I do not wish them to suffer a severe case of vacationer's remorse, homesickness, or exhaustion."
Musashi shrugged again, "Fine, take the raggedy, old tired people home. I'm hanging. Much better things to do than sleep anyway."
Ura scowled.
If she was Karen she would have had some comment about Musashi's rudeness, but she uttered not another word—not to say she didn't think it.
After about a good ten minutes of brisk walking, just before Mikey was about to open his mouth and complain, Musashi pointed to a small hut by the dirt road. Mikey blinked. Didn't Musashi say something about stables and riding pocket monsters to wherever they were staying? What was that place then? It certainly didn't look big enough to house any sort of any thing…
His brothers and sensei held back a bit instinctively, despite their respective disguises, as Musashi approached and talked to someone inside, but she waved for them to come on over, "I'd like one large Onix, from here to Nekkyo." "That'll be $30 with a $25 deposit." Mikey watched in wonderment, thinking it all sounded like someone ordering fast food at a drive-through; especially when a hand from inside the hut handed over a small red and white round thing.
"Uh. No offense Musha, but if you plan us all to ride on…that ball…your plan is whacked."
She laughed aloud and hurled it into the air with gusto. There was a brilliant flash, and suddenly a huge pile of boulders appeared. Mikey blinked. Then he realized the rocks were connected; then he realized they were moving. When an elongated snake-like head with huge eyes appeared, stared at him, and raised its humungous self and roared to the night sky, Mikey screamed.