Curse of the Necromancer

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      “Who are you exactly?” — the telepath asked mentally, but the answer was widespread: “Your fighter” — yeah, when he has 5 fighters, so understand which of them… Although, there is an option who exactly it is… “But where the hell are you looking?” — the Necromancer looked sideways at the swordsman, not understanding what the hell he was looking into the abyss, where there is nothing but darkness. — “Who do you want to see there? Your death?”       “My fighter means… Hmm…” Orimura pondered, misleading Naiichu.       “What are you hanging…?” — was taken aback by the ghost and pulled back a little from the telepath.       On the other side of the cauldron, Raf tried to untie his hands without getting caught by the fangs of the snake. A centimeter from him flashed a shadow, darker than all the space around. He jerked and began to peer where she disappeared in an instant. Not finding her, he attributed it all to what it seemed to him.       “And now it’s quiet,” — he felt someone’s warmth from behind, but they immediately covered his mouth with a hot hand. — “If you will make sounds, you won’t get home…” — hissed a voice, opening his mouth a little, which he only managed to open to hiss in response, but he was not allowed to do so. — “Wai, my father will kill me…” — the last thing Raf heard before him put some sour, salty taste in his mouth, making him swallow it. Already goose bumps went through his body, and his body immediately demanded to spit it out… well, or, to vomit…       “What?!” — Orimura heard the last phrase, said behind the cauldron, and involuntarily turned his head there, realizing that it was about him. — “What the heck…?!” — but there was no one there and it was strange. Who is this moving so fast in such a slow-moving dimension as the Cloud Void?! But a voice was heard from the front…       “Bon appetit, dad!” — in a second, they put the same thing in his mouth as Rafa, more precisely, they did not put it, but shoved it, and so that he immediately swallowed it, almost not having tasted the taste, but oragagnism behaved in the same way, demanding to remove this rubbish from myself. But Orimura realized that it was and therefore restrained his vomiting to the last, wanting to know who it would fly in for using HIS method of “urgent exit from the astral dimensions”… And then it WILL REALLY FLY to someone…       “Not!” — Naiich shouted in fury, holding out his hand to the disappearing Orimura, but it was too late. This muck is too concentrated and acts quickly. Naiichu only had time to easily move a finger when this shadow grabbed him by the fabric of his kimono, and with a sharp jerk down, bent his head into the cauldron.       “Oh yes…” — laughter rang out, gradually receding into the abyss of dimensions.       As scalded with boiling water, the Necromancer pulled his head out of the cauldron, leaning his blackened fingertips on the edges, brushing his long tarry hair aside, looking around in rage, finding no shadow, Orimur, or a rebel.

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      “She behaves somehow strangely… Not so… I feel it in my heart…” — flashed through Jack’s head while everyone was sitting at the table. “Something is wrong with her…” — the swordsman thought diligently, looking at his childhood friend, who seemed strange to him… And even from the moment when they met in the forest. He is presenting her as different, or rather, according to his calculations, she should have been different. “Maybe, of course, circumstances influenced her so much… But from the look of her father, it is also clear that something is wrong…” — Jakana threw a quick glance at Orimur and realized that father was looking at him with displeasure. The guy immediately looked down at the basket of fruit, which was on the table. “Damn… I forgot his name… She said… Damn, how is it? Ormir? Omura …? Orama? Omir? Orum…? Fuck, what nonsense… It’s not that… ”       “Now, Master Orimura, can you tell me what’s the matter?” Leo asked, catching an indignant look on himself.       “Exactly! Orimura! Now it will be possible to talk calmly, not being afraid that I will forget the his name,” exhaled Jack and listened to what they began to say, because he missed too much… At the same time, and get to know everyone… When the girls' father stops glaring at him, from which he does not by oneself.       “I just wanted to offer it…” — without taking his eyes off the newcomer, said Orimura and only after 15 seconds he turned his gaze to his son and daughters, letting the guy breathe out.       “Is everything straight?” — Amoli was sitting on her older brother’s lap, flapping her blue frightened eyes when she saw a positive nod.       “Ma, Pa? Exactly, are you sure?” Tully asked, looking at her parents as she stood modestly next to Venus, who was sitting on a chair. The nod is positive. Well…       “Are you ready to hear everything?” Oliver asked, receiving positive nods and exclamations.       “Yes, who is this ghost?” — Rafael asked the first question, not even letting Leo open his mouth.       “That… the ghost who grabbed Amli… And dad with you…” — Venus began, sighing deeply. — “His name is Naiychu…”       “Or a Necromancer? Yes?” — Raf interrupted her, leaning against the wall, rubbing the back of his head.       “Yes.” — There was an instant clear answer. — “As you already understood, he is an ideal hypnotist…” — Venus looked at him, making a cold and stern look. — “Who, with all his skill, can still swarm in the brains…” — the leader closed her eyes. Raphael nodded and turned his head away, exhaling.       “And yet, plus everything, he owns black skill…” — the corners of Talena’s lips sank down. — “Black magic, against which it is extremely difficult to resist …” — she said it a little with a delay, looking with apprehension at Raf.       “What do you own? Besides martial arts?” — the leader looked at Venus. From the outside it looked like a competition, who would ask the question first.       “Um…” — Venus averted her eyes, doubting whether it was worth telling how the guys entered the house and where they got it from, in addition to what they saw in the fight.       Instant memories that flashed through Venus’s head were caught by Orimura and frowned at Leo.       “I am a telepathic and I am very interested in listening to something.”       “Damn, dad,” Venus gasped, doomed. — “Why would you listen once you’ve already found out?”       “Because listening is more fun than just reading minds. Plus, I suspected it.” — he leaned on the table and looked into the eyes of Leo, then Raf, who swallowed nervously.       “Telepathy? Do you have telepathy?” — Don was surprised and raised his eyebrows.       “How do you think I knew these two were here at night?” — he clenched his jaw and his face became so tense, clear and frightening.       “It’s amazing!” — Don exclaimed. Of course, he wanted to save the elders. — “How do you feel when you use force?” — But then his admiration faded from his face.       “Dad…”       “What?” — the elder looked at his daughter, who patted her nose lightly with her finger, hinting that he should do the same.       The senior swordsman at first did not understand what was the matter, and then his eyes were attracted by the drops of blood on the table. Dariyasa came up from behind and put her hands on his shoulders.       “Damn…” — put Orimur’s thumb to his nose, from which blood was flowing.       “Come on,” she pulled him up, forcing him to stand. — “Tally be here,” — the mother looked at her daughter, who already wanted to drag her father to the laboratory. — “Here you are more needed.”       “But… Pressure…”       “It’s not scary,” — said the father, who was already heading to the laboratory himself, casting an unkind glance at Jack. — “And you, follow me.”       The guy flinched from surprise. Anything, but not alone with Orimur…       “How long will I wait for you?” — the senior swordsman frowned, and Jack immediately stood up, placing his rumata against the wall.       “I’m going…” — quietly, almost inaudible, said the turtle, heading to the laboratory, as if to the guillotine. “If he is a telepath… Damn… I hope he does not kill me…“ — most of all he was afraid that his would find out that Jack is formally the son of their enemy.       “Scary, actually!” — came the voice of the clever girl, who pouted a little. — “Pressure is serious business!”       “Yes, yes, sit still.” — the voice farther away, and then the sound of an iron door was heard.       “Actually, where did we stop?” Don raised his eyes to the ceiling. “Oh yeah, exactly. Seriously? Do you have superpowers?”       “Yes. And… They are acquired,” — from under her forehead she looked at the clever leader.       “Is that what it is?”       “That is,” she sighed. — “They are not ours from birth. Most of them.”       “Well yes,” Amli chuckled ironically. — “You could say that.” — this statement awakened in the guys a strange feeling of curiosity and annoyance at the same time. Why do they beat around the bush, and not directly tell everything?       “I love your look.” — Lara chuckled, seeing a slight anger in the eyes of the guys. — “But actually to the point.” She leaned back in her chair, sighing. “Most of it, this is in the sense that we had inclinations for superpowers, but they were not so pronounced. They were almost imperceptible and exacerbated only in situations where something is really life-threatening.”       “And after being in the dimension of monsters…” — Oliver began, hugging Amily, who was pleasantly basking in her brother’s arms. “We’ve got additional abilities and sharpened our own.”       “Colossally aggravated,” Venus corrected him, looking at the guys.       “In the sense of the 'Monster dimension'?” They asked almost simultaneously, bringing their eyebrows together.       “I mean,” Venus hesitated, looking away. — “Well, sort of… We’ve already met before we met on the roof then…” — she exhaled heavily, closing her eyes.       The guys' faces were twisted in bewilderment. Their eyebrows seemed to converge in one straight line, and their eyes conveyed many questions that they clearly could not gather and formulate in their heads.       “Portal,” Oliver looked at them. — “You closed it, didn’t you? Yes?”       “And you got to do with…?” — all in the same bewilderment the question slipped from the turtles.              In the laboratory:       “So, young man,” — the head of the De-Milo family looked displeased at the newcomer, that he was already holding his breath, trying to pretend that he was not worried and he did not care who in front of him, so to speak, pretends to be “cooler.” — “Let’s start with a specific, show-offmen,” — the swordsman noticed this and frowned harder. Of course, he was like that once, and he understood the guy very well now… Therefore, he decided to put pressure on him so that he would not do it better…       “Orimura!” — his wife shoved him a little in the side, sincerely sympathizing with Jack’s position, which was not very good now, especially considering that he decided to appear in front of their family at such “unfortunate”, to put it mildly, moments. — “He already feels very uncomfortable, stop it!” — Dariyasa turned her husband’s head back and wiped the blood from the second nostril, watching as her husband, indignant, rolled his eyes in irritation. — “You, too, need to be patched up a little…” — the woman threw a glance at Jack.       “Grrr, Mother Teresa, damn it!” — heard the muttering of the spouse, who again turned his head and looked at the boy. Dariyasa turned a deaf ear to it, for now. Then he will definitely remember. — “And finally this long-awaited question… Who is Naiychu to you? Who is he to you?!”       “Well, sit still, or I’ll stick a cotton swab up to your brain!” — Taking Orimur by the chin, his mother turned him to its original position and with her eyes threw in lightning in all directions. — “And I will do it with my finger!” Jack, who was standing against the wall, near some cones and tightly closed reagents in lockers, as soon as the husband and wife began to “swear” at each other, although the word indignation is more appropriate here, he began to chuckle quietly with restraint, because from the outside, if you listen them, then at least stand, at least fall. “This is the best I’ve ever seen.” — flashed through his head, and a warm smile appeared on his face. Orimura, taking a deep breath, looked into his wife’s eyes, pursing his lips, saying in mind, yes, your threat was so terrible that now I’m not moving, it’s so scary… haha.       “How long will you be to answer my question?” This time, Orimura turned only his eyes to the side of the junior swordsman, while his wife fiddled with his face.       “He to me…” — began, sighing deeply. — “Stepfather…” — uttered with difficulty as he exhaled, forcing Dariyasu to freeze in place. The husband glanced at her, and she turned her head away from him.       “In terms of?” — whatever, but not what she expected to hear. — “How?”       “That’s it…” — Jack turned his head and lowered his eyes to the floor.       “That explains why your aura is so dark,” Orimura began. — “He did something to you, right?” — from this question the guy clenched his cheekbones and closed his eyes with irritation.       “This is so important now…?” — he said the last word with a pause. Unwittingly, his appearance became as irritated as possible, according to which you like it or not, but you will understand that this is an extremely painful question and a hackneyed topic.       “It is extremely important…” — the turtles sighed deeply, leaving this sentence unfinished…

***

      “What do we have to do with it?” Ven looked at Leo, taking a deep breath as she formulated her thoughts. — “After the portal closed… It threw us out of it, or rather, we managed to open it for a couple of seconds and run out…”       “To be more precise, someone collected it and opened it in this world,” Talena concluded, nodding her head.       “Someone from outside after all?” — looked at the youngest Ven.       “It’s more likely.”       “And then,” the leader continued. — “We… a little bit with you…” — looked away, pursing her lips. — “Mmm…”       “Quarreled,” — Talena smiled sweetly, having finished speaking for her sister, who did not know how to say softer.       “Yes,” Venus said uncertainly, putting on a ridiculous smile, while Oliver and Lara could hardly hold back their laughter at that moment.       “Stop.” — Leo threw up his hands, closing his eyes. — “How shoud I understand this?”       “That is…” — Raf began to reason out loud. — “We saw each other before meeting on the roof, when you,” — looked at Lara, — “pointed the pistol at the youngest?” — looked at Amli. — “So?”       “Exactly.” — followed by a clear and short answer, after which there was a grave silence.       “Is this a joke?” — Mikey smiled absurdly, even for him it was difficult to accept. — “Not very funny…”       “We weren’t kidding.” Amli responded, breaking the silence completely.       “That is, after the first meeting,” Leo closed his eyes, pausing. — “Did you recognize us? And you were silent all this time?”       At this moment, the De Milo family averted their eyes.       “This is despicable…” — the joker shivered a little, looking sadly at Amli.       “We weren’t supposed to meet you at all.” — Leaned on the table Ven, covering her eyes with her palm. At that moment Leo tensed and frowned, because in that vision during meditation, she said the same thing.       “Why the hell?!” — Raf could not resist. If he stood closer to the table, he would have cracked on it.       “Don’t shout.” Ven said coldly and clearly, glancing askance at him through her fingers. — “Because, you all will kill us. And this now, at the moment, concerns you especially, Raphael.” — her gaze changed and became harsher, as well as the manner of speaking. From such an answer, the guys got into a stupor, and Raf went berserk.       “Why would this especially apply to me?!”       “Why?” — Oliver stood up abruptly and cracked on the table, leaning against him. — “That you attacked my sisters without controlling yourself. And now you not remember this.” — he looked into his eyes, and his eye capillaries began to turn black; the voice became lower. Raph was a little taken aback and stared at him. — “I’m right?” Oliver looked at him defiantly and disbelievingly. Raph was confused and quieted down.       “Well, don’t start a chicken coop here.” — Noticing aggression from both sides, Talena got up and put her hand on her brother’s chest, pushing him back into the chair. — “Calm down, or you will anger your father.”       “Better not to do that.” Amli took Oliver’s hand and pulled him back. Displeased looking at Raf and growling a little, the guy sat down and folded his arms.       “Ven.” — Leo took the back of a chair and set it aside, crouching a meter away from her. — “About a month and a half ago, I was meditating and I saw something… frightening and completely incomprehensible,” — he looked at her, and she removed her hand from her face. They all looked at him with dismay. — “But it made them laugh from head to toe.” — the leader’s face changed and looked askance over his shoulder at the brothers.       “Oh, are you talking about that meditation of yours?” — Don smiled a little and coughed into his fist, remembering that funny picture from the side.       “And what did you dream about?” — Oliver frowned, annoyed, but slowly, stamping his foot. Ven held her breath as she looked at the leader. She was more worried about one word: “frightening…”       “I was in the dark, and then I heard crying.” He looked into Ven’s eyes. — “I turned around and there you were. I came up and asked what happened. And you said the same thing as now, only adding: 'If you can, then resist.'” Leo kept his gaze on her, and Venus visibly tensed.       “You are not saying something.”       Leo dropped his eyes and turned his head slightly, taking a deep breath. “Damn, I hate to tell you this. And even with Master Orimur…” Leo pursed his lips.       “What else?” — his beloved looked at him intently, and a tangible tension hung in the air that the leader began to regret that he began to talk about this in front of everyone. Ven at that moment was impatient and the long wait frightened her. — “Well? Leo?”       “Why are you silent? Once you start, then finish talking.” — Oliver stamped his foot faster and more irritably.       “Even I wonder what else…” — Raf whispered, leaning against the wall, next to Mike.       Leo was silent. “God, do not force me, or you will move away from me and you will be afraid…”       “Don’t be silent, Leo. Tell me how…”       “Then I saw a cloudy screen, or fog, I still didn’t understand what it was, but it was shown how I was drown you in the river!” Leo blurted out, interrupting Venus. “Forgive me…” — flashed through his head and this word was also reflected in his eyes.       Oliver’s stomping stopped abruptly, but now there was a flicker of light, changing abruptly from normal to dim several times until it recovered to its original state. The older sister turned pale and became three shades lighter, becoming silent and frozen. Leo looked at her guiltily and uncertainly, not knowing what to do to make this grave oppressive silence disappear.       “In the river means…” Ven lowered her eyes, thinking and moving away. For Leo, this was a blow. He wanted to say something, but did not have time.       “How so?” Talena squeaked, covering her mouth. None of De Milo expected things to be so bad.       “Who else has dreamed of something like this?” — Orimura appeared in the doorway with a heavy gaze, slowly examining each of the Hamato family, keeping his eyes on each for several seconds. The guys flinched a little from such an unexpected appearance and Donnie averted his eyes, hesitating, like Mikey. — “I see, here everyone saw something like that.” — With short pauses said Orimura, and the younger guys turned their heads to the sides. — “I feel the conversation will be long.”       “But at least,” Amli mused. — “We are quits. You didn’t say anything and neither did we…” — her thin voice seemed to give a jerk to a new conversation and dispelled this silence with tension.       “Can we go back to where we started?” Don smiled absurdly. — “You said that you were thrown out of the portal…”       “That was almost two years ago.”       “We then brought 13th monster and closed the portal to another dimension, and Winters vanished into thin air and turned into dust,” Leo looked up at the ceiling, remembering.       “And what happened after him dissolved, you remember?” — Oliver looked at them, still unhappy.       “Well, yes,” Raf entered the conversation, frowning. — “This fool,” — nodded at Mikey. — “He started sneezing and spattered everyone with snot.”       “Not true!” — the younger looked at him with indignation and surprise.       “Then we turned around and went home, finding ourselves on the roof.” Don shrugged, not noticing something suspicious.       “Well, yes…” — everyone supported him, Orimura looked at them, like everyone else, thinking they would notice the catch themselves, or I must say. From such a look, the guys in confusion hesitated and began to scroll through what was said.       “We went home and ended up on the roof…”       “Wait…” Leo frowned at the ceiling. — “There was something else… April went to the stones from the portal and began to read and sort something there, it seems…”       “And another of us told her to drop it and go home.” Donny wondered.       “So what is next?” — Orimura looked at them intently, crossing his arms, although he himself climbed in their minds and watched the last thing they remembered that day.       “Um…” — they swept the room with their eyes and almost unanimously said. — “We ended up on the roof.”       “Bright flash.” — Raf said sharply, looking at the floor. Pictures of what he remembered were dimly spinning in his head. — “That my eyes hurted afterwards.” — everyone turned their heads to him, raising their eyebrows.       “I do not remember this…”       “I also…”       “Well, then I don’t remember anything,” the rebel threw up his hands and frowned. — “Besides… what… me is creepy.” — turned his head away. “I don’t believe what I said. Damn it!” — flashed through his head and he frowned harder.       “You,” Mikey wondered. — “…was be CREEPY? Did I hear it right?”       “One more word, and I’ll make myself a bracelet,” Raf grinned. — “Out of your damn teeth!”       “Exactly…” — Leo suddenly changed in his face and turned a little pale, but looked at Venus. “I’m terrified… And I’m scared that I couldn’t even move… And eyes… Black…” — did not take his eyes off Venus, opening his eyes in surprise that he understood his memories and collected them into a coherent, albeit unclear, incomplete chain. “So it was you, Ven?” — the leader looked into V’s eyes in surprise, she, in his eyes, understood the question.       “And you did your best, however,” — at this moment Orimura turned his gaze to Oliver. — “True, it could have been better.”       “I beg your pardon, but then I was weak, and inexperienced in handling with force…” — he immediately responded, sighing deeply. — “I was afraid that I would kill them by accident.”       The guys looked askance at first at the father, then at the brother of the girls.       “Wait a minute,” Mikey remembered. — “So Oliver erases memory? Hs… Erase us memory?”       “Dad, of course, does it better, but then he was not at all in the best condition…”

      Almost 2 years ago

      “Wow… He spiced us with mysticism,” Mike shook the ashes of General Achilla from his shoulder. Now his nose tickled, his eyes roll, and his hands splash to the sides. — “AP-CHKHII!!!” — Donnie, who was standing a little behind him, easily gave a start as he looked at his brother. — “My nose! My poor nose. AP-CHKHII!!!” — the clever man’s face twisted and his eyes became bigger than apples. Surprisingly, everyone stood under this pollen, but it got to Mikey. — “Phew! It also got into your mouth! Not tasty! AP-CHKHIIII!!!”       “Mikey! Once again you sprinkle your snot, I will knock the crap out of you through my teeth!” — an irritated rebel appeared behind the joker, above which a dark-dark aura hovered, from which yellow eyes peeped out. Mike’s face is three shades lighter than it was.       “Well, what? Gone 'Ap-chi'?” — already calmly looked at him yellow-eyed.       Michelangelo looked at him slowly and exhaled heavily, trembling slightly.       “Yes.”       After that, there was a long-awaited silence. No one dared to speak up and break it. It was simple and easy. This victory is like a stone from the soul, that the demons will no longer come to this world, because the torn is closed and the curse of the Icon Stars is removed.       The dust flying in the air from the debris, shimmering in the sun like small sparks, lay on the marble floor in a thick and light layer, which you can’t even look at, otherwise you will suffocate. The sunbeams of dawn broke through a large hole punched in the wall and a veil, blinding eyes, shone on the turtles, showing their bodies of a different green hue. Even the corners of the daredevil’s lips were lifted up into a smile! Sincere and relieved, even his soul was calm and serene, which is extremely rare. The eyes of his brothers, simply, not willingly, fell on the face of the rebel.       “Tomorrow there will be an earthquake…” — Casey broke the silence, opened her eyes wide, not taking her eyes off hes friend, Raf’s face immediately changed. The smile faded, the corners of the lips dropped to their maximum and the lips are slightly puffed out, the eyebrows are furrowed, and discontent is still awake in the look.       “What?” — the clever guy clapped his eyes, obviously amazed by what he saw. “Yellowstone will wake up tomorrow!”       “What?” — threw a contemptuous glance at the wise guy master sai. — “Has it become easier?”       “What an immediate importance.” — Leo was already mocking and patted his brother on the shoulder. — “Well, change face on cute.”       “I am not. CUTE!” — abruptly and at the end ardently, with an outburst of rage and indignation, the rebel spoke to the entire large room, it was as if he wanted even bacteria in the darkest corners to hear him.       “Why are you yelling like that?” — having squeaked, they closed all ears from the echo, which reached the highest point of the room and hitting a hard one and, like a ball, flew back down. The rebel only grew darker and folded his arms.       “I didn’t even yell, I just said.”       “Noticeable, very straight,” April snapped and looked at the portal with the mechanism that held the cameras for the monsters, breaking into pieces of a puzzle. — “Hmm, what is written on them?” — she slightly went down to this portal and collected one tile of debris, becoming to recognize the inscription from the symbols from memory, which she remembers.       “Just don’t say that now, we must put everything together as it was,” the temperament was horrified. He also lacks this, for complete happiness. “Right now I would like to come home, take a beer from the refrigerator, leave everyone in the room, drink and SLEEP! Sleep! Just sleep!” — only flickered in the violent head.       “Why do you need to collect this again? What if the portal will open again?” Mike slapped his eyes.       “It opens only once every 3000 years, I don’t think it will open anew.” — the girl shrugged her shoulders. The turtles looked at each other.       “Are you sure about that… sure?” Donnie raised his eyebrows doubtfully. — “Why would you read these hieroglyphs at all?”       “That’s it!” — supported, in one voice, Einstein, the rebel and Casey. “Stop suffering bullshit, let’s go have a beer and just go to sleep.”       “Guys, please,” the young kunoichi looked at them with eyes like a cat from “Shrek”. — “Assemble, a scattered puzzle, otherwise I won’t be able to cope on my own…” — after these words, doomed sighs were heard, then displeased grumbling, then whining, as everyone wants to go home, but everyone broke along the perimeter of the wreckage and began to collect them back and tighter. Probably no one even noticed Master Splinter looking at this “adult kindergarten” and frowning in confusion.       In the eyes of the rat, one could immediately recognize anxiety and restlessness, something must happen… Because of this, the sensei looked around the room, nervously tapping his claws on his: “Mind and Obedience” staff, with which he once put brains in his sons' place.       “So, Leo, bring this pebble here,” — in anticipation of solving the riddle, — “what is written there…?” — O’Neill called the leader to her, bringing her the shard that had flown away from her seat. Leo sat down and began to carefully, so as not to spoil the drawing, or rather some squiggles and lines, put a stone between the other two with the continuation of the drawing.       “What are you doing?!” The rebel’s bass sounded again. Mikey, throwing at his small pebbles, ran in a circle, saying: “Can’t catch up with me!”       “It seems so, to both…” — Einstein raised his eyebrows, casting a quick glance at how the punishment is being performed on the blue-eyed. The rebel nevertheless caught up with him and will now give a scolding, sickly one.       “Leo be careful! Be careful, here… That’s it…” — the young kunoichi spun around the leader, excitedly. As soon as the owner of the katana put the missing piece in place, the pattern and hieroglyphs glowed bright red. Mikey squeaking in the hands of Raf, for his antics, looked at it, in his childish gaze, so much curiosity and naivety flared up.       “Wow, how is that?”       But Splinter didn’t like it, at all.       “All this is not good. Let’s leave, otherwise the police will come soon…” — Leonardo immediately got up and nodded, decided to gather everyone and separate the two younger ones.       “I don’t understand… Where does the energy come from?” — Donnie was delighted and took out a couple of instruments, attracting the attention of the leader.       “Don, this is not the time for science. We must go.”       “Yes, yes, now,” the wise guy would say, not being distracted from his plan.       “Oh you…” — Raf was furious and wanted to hit the joker, but the leader stopped him.       “Raf, what are you doing? Have you completely lost your mind?” — Sternly glared at the older on younger, and he just rolled his eyes and yawned, quickly calming down surprisingly.       “It’s just phenomenal!” — Don still admired and wanted to gently get out a piece of the glowing stone.       “Donatello! Don’t you dare!” — the instinct of Hamato Yoshi at that moment was anxiety and a siren shouted: “DON’T DO THIS!!!” Silence reigned in those seconds. It was so quiet that you could probably hear the remnants of dust falling on the floor. The green shard fell and shattered into several more small ones that flew even further. The places of their fall were obvious — opposite sides of the portal. These debris, like gasoline fire, seemed to set the rest of the debris on fire, with a few more colors: red, blue, light blue, purple, white and pink. Now it was more like a color wheel, a palette, with clear outlines and color boundaries. They did not mix at the borders, in any way. The turtles froze. Casey and April too. Not knowing what to do, they just stood and stared blankly at these stones and only a rough exclamation of sensei brought them to their senses, as in slow motion, they rushed from their place and…       “Run from there! Fast…” — on this unspecified sentence, a sharp flash, shock, shock wave, which threw everyone in different directions, created a new veil of dust and a pile of debris. The portal opened anew, but not quite the way it was. Some streams rose from these flowers, forming a vortex. Our heroes were where. Some were knocked out, others were slightly crippled, others did not even understand what had happened and just blinked their eyes.       “Leo! Leo!” — Mike shook the leader and he began to open his eyes wider, clearing his throat from the dust and removing the layer from his shell. — “Look!” — pointed the younger with his finger at a vortex of bright colors, which rose up and with a sharp jolt, like an arrow, flew into the sky. Mikey was the second, after April, who didn’t even understand what had happened, and Leo was thrown just in time for him, half-conscious with a split lip.       “What is this? We have opened a new portal? But according to legend, it is said that it opens only once every 3000 years!” — was perplexed by the kunoichi and shook Donnie by the shoulder.       “And we warned that this is a crappy idea!” — heard someone’s voice from far away.       “Ay! Shoulder! April can be more accurate, I think I knocked him out.” He stood up on one hand and vaguely shot at the bright streams of flowers. — “Like this…”       “Master Splinter?! Are you okay?” — having passed into himself, the katan-carrier jumped up and helped the old man to his feet.       “There is still strength and that’s not all!” — he nodded at the portal, which created a strong wind and because of it, outside, the sky again tightened, a thunderstorm thundered, thunderclaps spread across the sky like tree roots.       “Oh shit… What was…” — temperament put his hand on his broken head and eyes, it immediately stopped at the portal. — “Your mother turtle… What the…” — and then it hit him in the head. — “Father?! Master?!” — he quickly looked around and, finding with his eyes a safe and sound sensei, calmly exhaled, but there was no time for calmness.       “Now there will be another wave!” Donnie warned, practically shouting. — “Maybe even stronger than this one!” — the wind from the whirlwind, sucked all the dust into itself and it seemed that the turtles were caught in a sandstorm. And now, again! A flash, a wave, everyone was thrown back a little. Sand in the face, everything hurts. Everything stopped just as abruptly. The dust fell back as if it wasn’t even bothered.       Several creatures were thrown from the portal. They all had a hard landing. The two creatures were thrown behind the guys to the hole through which the sunlight entered. And dust rose again. The perplexed and wary turtles took out their weapons and slowly approached. Sighs were heard, one creature got up and stood with its back to them, behind a wall of dust. It was getting very stuffy and hot. “What’s this? Is there a heat coming from this creature, or what?” — Unwittingly flashed through the head of the wise guy. There were no clear outlines and colors of skin and eyes, only a vague silhouette.       Splinter stopped the sons by blocking their path with his staff, not taking his eyes off this shadow. As soon as it straightened out and stood up straight, one could understand by the figure that this was a girl who spread… Wings?!       “What the…” — Raf just escaped from this sight. It was quiet, under my breath, so as not to scare her or something. — “Fiend of Hell…”       And yes, they were wings, big demonic wings. The girl has horns on her head. She bent backwards so that her spine crunched, while she flexed the remaining limbs, covered with scales. She just turned hand around and they were already cracking. Then the mysterious demoness stretched her neck, crunching her too.       “Demon?! Seriously?! Demon?! We opened a portal and more demons escaped from it?! What?!” — thoughts rushed in their heads, and a mute horror froze on his face, sweat from the heat began to flow from his forehead. When this creature was thrown out with another, the second grazed a stone slab and the concrete slab fell onto it. So, the first demoness, after “demonstrating” her unmashed, unheated body, with one hand forged a multi-ton concrete and lifted it, pulling it out from under it… Also a woman? No, rather a little girl. After all, she was smaller, by two heads and… also with wings. Only not demonic, but… birdlike, with plumage? Even a bird’s tail! And on my feet… Claws?!       Crunch. This pebble has already been cursed by the others. Mikey stepped on him and that says it all. The demoness abruptly turned her head towards the guys, flashing her yellow eyes, glowing through the brown dust, as if she would now incinerate our heroes with her gaze. And on the shoulders of Leo and Raf lay the hands of some other unknown, warm, furry… a head higher than them… Beast? On his hands, too, claws… Long, sharp…       Donnie and Mikey’s breath was blocked, as if ghostly invisible hands were grabbing them by the throat and choking them, causing them to fall to the floor, grabbing their necks, trying to pull them away from themselves. April and, still not awakened after the first wave, Casey and Splinter, were grabbed by someone at their feet and, prying them on the floor like a rope, began to squeeze them in a vice. “Serpentine…? Is that… a tail… ?!” — O’Neal’s last thoughts flew through my head, after all, everything is in a fog further on…       The first to wake up was Casey, who did not seem to wake up after the first wave.       “Oh shit…” — he grabbed his head. — “My head…” — the first question that brought in his head: “Who am I?”, and only then: “Where am I?”. And lastly:       “Where is everyone?” — he looked around and saw everyone, including Splinter, lying unconscious, and on… the Roof?!       Not understanding what was going on, he started waking April and Raf.       “M?” — she opened her eyes and looked at the face of her beloved. “Casey? What is it? Where are we?” — she looked around.       “Has the same question. RAF!” — he slapped on the cheeks of temperament and he opened his eyes.       “What the hell?! I’ll you right now…”       “Where are we? Raf, do you want to remember anything?” — Immediately began a friend, confusing the other. Raf sat down in confusion and looked around.       “We were… Where were we? Damn,” the rebel grabbed his head. — “Casey, you think I remember something?”       “Oh, oh…” — Donnie started waking up and immediately yelped, grabbing his shoulder and waking everyone else up. — “Ay!”       “And what?” — Leo woke up and examined the situation. There was porridge in my head. Literally. — “Stop, we weren’t here.”       “Here I am about the same.” — assented Casey. — “We were in the Wintors Towers. And then… But what then?” — rubbed the back of his head, making a serious face.       “And then… Some kind of eyes… Black…” — Leo squinted, wincing.       “By the way,” Mikey woke up. — “only not black, but gray…”       “What nonsense? How did we end up here?” — Raf frowned and looked around.       “Raf, can you not yell? Boska hurts…” — all winced. And Donnie burst through in pain.       “Guys, help me? I seem to have dislocated my shoulder…” — at that moment everyone jumped. Raph took Donnie by the good shoulder, the owner of the scarlet bandage still could not believe what the hell happened to them, Casey supported this, Leo brought Master Splinter to consciousness. To everyone’s surprise, even he does not remember what happened at dawn just half an hour ago…

***

      “Stop. Do you mean?” Donnie’s brain refused to accept this information at all. “Can Master Orimura also erase memory? And in principle… Can you?!”       “I mean, yes.” Oliver closed his eyes. — “Dad, can I?” — his wreaths began to pulsate purple and give off after white, smoothly disappearing, flashes that echoed from temples to hands. His whole neck was in such pulsations and shoulders. The sight was fascinating and frightening, and the girls just laughed quietly.       ((“Stronger older ones.” — came through Oliver’s head.       “Raf is understandable for what, and Leo has to do with it?”       “That’s what,” — the telepath frowned a little, showing the picture with Ven’s eyes when Leo kissed her.))       “Just don’t kill them.” — replied Orimura, yawning. — “Although, if you kill, it’s easier for us.” — ironically flashed his eyes and smiled. The turtles tensed and looked apprehensively from Oliver to Orimur. Brother chuckled and stood up, flexing his fists, crunching them, from which they sparkled like bare wires in water under tension.       “This is not a good joke…” — Mikey swallowed, smiling nervously. — “Oliver, what are you doing?”       “What I took, I will return,” — he shrugged, grinning and clenching his fists, which formed lightning. — “It’s the same and vice versa.”       “It’s not funny!” — one of them roared, before four bright lightning bolts escaped from the hand of the brother-sword-bearer and “pierced” into the heads of the brothers, ripping out a cry from their mouths.       These lightning strikes knocked the turtles off their feet, not counting their other organs. There was little air in the lungs, from which they swallowed it, as if they ran around the city, without stopping, three times. The head was cracking not only at the seams, but it seemed that each brain gyrus decided unexpectedly, so to speak “surprise”, just crawled out of the cranium, squeezing out the top of the head. The forehead, by sensations, was in no way inferior to convolutions. All muscles contracted sharply from the current discharge and now trembled, expanding, from which the whole body was cramped in unbearable pain.       “Oh shit!” Venus covered her mouth with her hands. — “Oliver, what are you doing?! Why such a strong discharge?!”       “But not fatal,” the brother replied dismissively. — “Yes and…” — threw a glance at the elders: Leo and Rafa, who in particular were spinning and groaning in pain. — “If you see a chance, don’t miss it.” — he shrugged his shoulders, talking about revenge for the fact that Raf attacked them, and Leo, as it turned out… was in Ven’s room. “That’s why there was such a pungent, pungent smell! Well, big sister…"- with such thoughts, Oliver smiled at her in a rather angelic way.       “What other chance?!” — Vi clearly did not expect that the little brother would do so hard. — “Completely crazy?!”       “I don’t look at it, I haven’t seen it.” — Talena suggested to herself, closing Emly’s eyes and hers. — “Yes, I’m a nurse, but I didn’t see anything.” She swayed a little and took a deep breath.       “Talen…?”       “I’ll beat you later.” — Suddenly said the clever girl and frowned, not opening her eyes. — “You know I’m against violence! Why did you do that in front of me?!”       “Should I give them water?” — said Emly and looked at the brown-eyed.       “No. They’re still electrified.” Tully puffed out her cheeks and exhaled heavily. — “You would ask me to leave!”       Oliver closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.       “I beg your pardon,” he said through clenched teeth, looking at how the guys gradually come to their senses. He tried to show sympathy with his eyes, but only the phrase was shown: 'It was necessary to give a stronger discharge.' — “I won’t be like this anymore…” — squeezed out an angelic smile and out of the corner of his eye noticed how his father showed him a raised thumb and short nods of benevolence.       (“But you really should have asked your sister to come out, or at least close your eyes.”       “I didn’t think about it. I’ll take it into account.” — mentally the brown-eyed sword-bearer of the De Milo family rolled his eyes.))       The younger ones departed faster, because they did not have lightning charged with unfavorable intentions. And they looked at the de Milo family as if with different eyes.       “Now I remember…”       “Hmm,” Ven breathed, sitting down in a more comfortable chair. — “Let’s wait for,” — nodded her head at the elders. — “And you can calmly talk about everything.”       “You…” — the dumbfounded wise guy looked at them without picking up words, just cracking with his index finger. — “You…”       “Yes, yes, yes, with the insight of you,” Oliver mocked in an ironic voice, smiling as if nothing had happened.       “You!” — all the wise guy could not calm down and just turned away. — “How why???”       “The others will come to their senses,” Emly shrugged. — “Then we will tell, clearly Ven said.”       “It even dawned on the child earlier, learn.” — Orimura grinned maliciously, looking at the back of the head of the wise guy.       “Well, don’t be so insidious!” Tully pouted her cheeks and blushed with irritation, crossing her arms.       “Come on, they won’t die from this.”       The clever girl just snorted in displeasure at this and closed her eyes.       “Can you imagine how difficult it is to stand here when you are a medic!”       “Deliver me from this, sister!” — Oliver got a little sneaky. — “I understood everything, next time this will not happen again.”       Nevertheless, the older brothers got better and looked at De Milo, a little dimly, but somehow confidently.       “Now, a lot is falling into place…” — put his hand to Leo’s forehead, rising, leaning on a chair, sitting on it. — “I have no words.”       “Was that condemnation?” Oliver chuckled.       “Consider it as you want,” — the leader leaned on the table and put his hand to his head.

***

      ”… April and, still not awakened after the first wave of Casey and Splinter, someone grabbed her at their feet and pushed him like a rope, pushed him to the floor, began to squeeze him in a vice. “Snake scales…? Is that… a tail… ?! " — O’Neal’s last thoughts flew through head, after all, everything is in a fog further… “- everyone remembers, but this is what happened next, which” was cut out of their memory: “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!” Screams echoed throughout the room.       “Shut fuck up,” came a rather aggressive voice behind her, and April looked back over her shoulder, arching a little. She managed to see only a hand with sharp long claws, and then her hair, as luck would have it, was disheveled.       “WTF, why the hell did they surrender to you?” — heard a growl somewhere below. — “Throw fuck them!”       “I’ll throw you out!” — Raf suddenly came to his senses, but he could not move, his body seemed to be anemic, and involuntarily only the tips of his fingers twitched.       “What the hell is this?” — somehow croaked the leader, who was standing next to Raf in an unnatural pose. — “Like an electric shock…”       “True, the charge is not strong, but you cannot move.” — violet eyes flashed through the dust and before the guys appeared… a wolf-turtle? Just a sacred find for Donnie. It couldn’t be better.       “Add charge so that they can’t talk.” — there was a disgruntled hiss, and then a female squeal, from which Casey and Splinter opened their eyes. Yes, rather aggressive creatures were thrown out of the portal…       “Stop yelling, you fool!” — a powerful stream of wind blew away all the dust that settled on the guys and the back of the wolf-turtle, which did not even flinch. Behind him was exactly the place where the demoness kneaded the bones. — “I’m tired of listening to your idiot cries!” — and now, it was her, now she could be seen much better when she brushed off the wall of dust with her wings… Scales… Horns… Long tail. She was somewhat reminiscent of a dragon.       “Damn it! My horns! Oh no!” — a shadow of a horned creature also appeared. — “They’re broken!” — by the voice it was also a girl and she grabbed her head, touching her horns and whimpered. — “Don’t be so angry! My horns are broken, unlike yours!” She squeaked and stood up. A succubus tail could be seen in the shadow.       “Well both shut up!” — a man’s sharp bass was heard from the second floor. — “Now is not the time to argue!” — his voice cut off abruptly, replaced by heavy breathing and hiss.       “And who is-s-s-s this-s-s-s?” — put a hand on Leo’s shoulder, and then he felt a stronger tingling sensation on his legs. — “Ay!” — the creature hit with an electric current and she pulled her hand away. — “Well, drop the charge!”       “Sorry sister, but no.” — the wolf threw a quick glance at her and looked into the eyes of the guys-turtles. — “They cannot be released, they immediately reached for the weapon.”       “Then…” — a thin snake tongue ran across Leo’s cheek, and then its owner appeared…       “Sister?!” — With a delay asked the leader, then turned his gaze, looking into the pitch-black eyes of… a reptile? It looks the same physique as a tortoise, but the tongue is serpentine and a little scales, on the head there are small fins that stretch to the beginning of the serpentine tail.       Leo opened his eyes wide, quickly darting his eyes over this girl, only now realizing that he was “wrapped” in her tail.       “Mom, stop choking them!” — a child’s voice rang out and a feathered woman fell to the floor. — “They’ll suffocate like that!” — she seems to be the only one who was not aggressive now.       “What difference is there?!” — the bass sounded again and behind them, a massive figure appeared. “Time to leave! Oliver! Fuck their memory and leave!”       “What?!” — Raf and Leo yelled, trying to move, but it didn’t work at all. And the snake hypnotized Leo with its black eyes. Everything happened so quickly that they didn’t even have time to react. — “Who are you?!”       “M-s-s-s,” — she drawled, examining the features of the Katana bearer’s face. — “And you are cute…”       “Afterwards fuck him!!” — sharply blurted out the demoness, quickly going up to the paralyzed guys and grabbing the snake by the shoulders, pushing it back. Just from touching the skin of the snake, steam came from it and it hissed.       “It hurts! You came and ruin everything, as usual!” — Unwittingly, Leo fell down, seeing that it was a serpentine squeezing its legs with its tail and, out of anger, pulled it sharply.       “Who would have said it!” — the demon’s eyes flashed and a light breeze was felt from her wings.       “Who are you anyway?!” — Raf asked a question afterwards, before there was a sharp flash of lightning.       “Both closed their mouths! Oliver, go for it!”       “Yes.”

***

      “It’s not fair!” — the rebel came to his senses and looked at everyone with displeasure.       “Well, why not?” Ven shrugged. — “Even then it was impossible for us to see each other.”       “Yeah, and you, like a curse, follow us everywhere.” Orimur rolled his eyes and pursed his lips.       “What you mean “everywhere”?” — Raf stopped short and looked at him, frowning. — “Did we see each other not only after the portal was closed?”       “Well,” — the girls looked up.       “When we got out into the city, we… always climbed in the most places like this,” Emly thought. — “Where hardly anyone has gone.”       “And in general it would not have taken it into head to walk there.” — ironically remarked Oliver. — “But! We always went away from there, because we noticed you. Not far away.”       Everyone else nodded, and the turtles' eyes widened in surprise.       “I see…” — they gasped and pursed their lips.       “Then the question is different.” — Raf looked at Orimur. — “Why do we…       In the laboratory:       For a moment, the lights went out throughout the house, and Jack, talking to Dariasa in the laboratory, looked around inquiringly and froze, staring at the light bulb on the ceiling.       “What is it…?”       “I think Oliver is in not control again.” She sighed. Since the laboratory was outside the range of the scream, the interlocutors did not even suspect what was happening in the kitchen. “Or maybe… And Orimura decided to check him out.”       “Does he control the electricity?” — the guy raised an eyebrow.       “Yes. Everything about electricity. Including bad weather.” — the woman smiled sweetly, looking at the guy’s face.       “Hmm,” — grin. — “And it would be interesting to fight with him.”       “Oh, you just have to fight. Mura will know or see, he will kick off your shell so that you will not move later.” — her angelic smile overshadowed all the dark words. Jack laughed awkwardly.       “I am terrified of your smile, to be honest… Can I somehow sincerely smile…? Or not smile at all…?”       “Where did you stop there?” — Hearing him, she stopped smiling and now looked directly into his eyes, crossing her arms. — “Do you know what it can lead to if you lose control?”       “Thank you.” — Turtle exhaled, ceasing to feel this tension from a fake smile. — “I am aware of this,” — he looked at her now more calmly and confidently. “And so I must control my every feeling and emotion, not to mention my actions.”       “How long has this been with you?”       “From 7-8 years old. I hardly remember it. He then, as a child, playing with my mind, memory, trained on me. “- Jack clenched his cheekbones, recalling his difficult exercises with stepfather. An unpleasant ache in his chest and he turned his head away from the woman, covering eyes. — “And from the age of 9 I had to control myself, therefore,” — he shook shoulders, exhaling. — “I’m used to pressing myself and restraining myself so as not to cause harm to anyone. "       Dariyasa looked at him with regret and sympathy.       “How do you feel such power?”       “Heh,” the guy chuckled. — “Not easy, but not impossible.” — for some reason this question made him laugh, probably due to the fact that he was already accustomed to the constant pain of what he experienced, that he did not have a childhood, like other guys, whom he sometimes observed, that he did not play with toys and did not draw with crayons on the asphalt and even didn’t play hide-and-seek with his older brother, but simply devoted his time to training, exhausting both body and soul. — “But… It really was… Cruel…” — he spoke with pauses, and his face at that moment became absent-minded and a little reassured. — “I don’t know how I kept my sanity…”       “Oh my God,” the woman sighed heavily as everything inside her clenched. — “Well, the monster is Naiich. Why does he do this at all? During his lifetime, we did nothing bad to him, but at that ceremony he seemed to go crazy.” — She crossed her arms, dropping her eyes to the floor. — “And everything turned upside down!” — remembering this, the woman was already angry. — “Damn what a bow on the side!” — the turtle frowned, snorting in displeasure, and Jack laughed…

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