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who has a why to live can bear almost any how."
(Dimension <Null>); Los Angeles, CA, June 20TH,
It was a pool party to
end all pool parties! Venice Highís Class of 2006 was celebrating their
final year of schoolóin unofficial and unsupervised capacity, of courseóin
"Cannonball! Whoo!" Jason screamed to the top
of his lungs as he plunged in. Several bikini-clad cheerleaders giggled at
the sight. Jason got out as quickly as he had jumped in and winked at the
"You still got it, Jay!" Leon said, patting his
friend on the back. "By the way... you seen Amanda anywhere?"
"Yo, give it a rest, man! I told you from
day one, she donít give a
shit about you!"
Leonís brow furrowed.
He could smell more than a hint of alcohol on his friendís breath. "Well, I donít know ifó"
"Look, bro, she basically told you off in that
message, right? Besides, look at all the cuties around here! Are you
blind? Man, screw Manda! Itís her damn loss! But yo, didja see Sarah over there in the
strawberry red suit? Man, sheís totally been eyeing you! Why donít
you go talk to her?"
Leon rolled his eyes but nodded just the same.
Jasonís enthusiasm was as infectious as ever. Moreover, he may have had a
point. "Yeah, sure. I
guess Iíll do it if itíll shut you up!" With that, he walked off to the
other side, narrowly avoiding several young couples who were making out in
the middle of the place with their bathing suits barely sticking to their
bodies. Man, would Michaelangelo love to be here! He thought
quietly to himself. "Mikey," he spoke sadly, just as he started
beautiful blond his friend had mentioned. Leon shoved the memory of his fictional
brother aside just as he then came to approach the girl.
His former schoolmate gave Leon her best girlish
smile, her finger dancing around the edge of what looked like a daiquiri.
"Hey, Leon! Howíve you been? I really liked seeing you in English class this
"Yeah, I know. Itís what you wrote in my
yearbook," Leon spoke back. "So, um, what are your plans for the summer?"
"Oh, nothing in particular... except this trip
Iím taking with my boyfriend to Jamaica."
"Boyfriend...?" Jason, you
wasnít checking me out, she just wanted to talk! "I-Iím sorry. I didnít
even know you had a boyfriend."
"Well, heís sorta the quiet type. We met at a
church social where our moms are both in the choir. Weíre a very friendly
group of people. You know, you ought to come out to the Youth Group some
Leon nodded, his enthusiasm waning. "That might
be nice. Anyway, I really should apologize for my reaction. I just got out
of a relationship."
"Oh, Iím sorry to hear that," the girl said
solemnly, affectionately rubbing Leonís arm.
"Eh, no biggie! My pal over there who was just
showboating his cannonball dive told me I should talk to you about hooking
up. Frickiní dumbass, didnít even know youíre already taken!"
"Awww! Well, hey he was just trying to cheer
you up! Besides, I bet thereís over a ton of nice girls just like me who
would love to get the hook up with you!" the girl said in a kind of sickly sweet
It was all Leon could do not to roll his eyes.
He gave a shrug. "I guess it
couldnít hurt. Maybe Iíll see you around the mall or something, okay?"
"Sure thing, Leon. Have a nice summer!"
Leon let out a sigh as he wandered back over to
Jason. His goofball friend was making a childish smirk. "You knew, didnít
"What can I say, Leon? Iím just trying to help
you get back in the game! You need to at least get to know these girls
before you can even think of attempting to date one!"
"No shit, Sherlock! Thank God I was able to
save face, at least. She does seem really nice, though. I wonder what lucky
son of a gunís going out with her... oh well. At least she gave me more
respect in those last few minutes than Manda gave me in the last few weeks
of our relationship."
"So I take it you got over her now, huh?" Jason
Leon nodded as he shook his palís hand and a
gave him a heartfelt hug. "Youíve been a good pal, Jason! Hope you have fun
out there in Arizona with your family!"
"You have yourself a good time at that comic
convention of yours. Coming up, isnít it?"
Leon nodded emphatically. He was looking
forward to the yearly ritual of returning there. "Yeah, it is. Thanks man."
The two friends parted as the clock struck
11:00 PM. All was quiet as Leon headed towards his car in the parking lot
when he overhead a wailing sound. "What the frig?" the boy whispered under
his breath, as he walked over towards the figure. It was a girl, in her
early twenties by the look of her who had evidently had a little too much to
drink. "Who the hell are you?!" Leon asked.
"Leonardo... please! Please, I beg you!"
the woman spoke between coughs. "Your brothers need you! They are in dire
trouble! We have never met, and I know my appearance right now is
questionable... but you can call me... Cheri Bones! I am from a dimension
your former future self destroyed some six years ago! I am a refugee from
there, barely managing to escape the Entropyís force along with a few other
beings from my world."
The Entropy? My former future? Leon
had done his best to not think about such things for many years.
"The Shogun, Leonardo. It was he who started
this, and now it is his successor... an evil demon from my dimension...
your demon... who
plans to end it!"
"My demon, what do you... Shogun! But it, it canít be. It... it never
happened! It couldnít have! That was all just a dream! Iím not a
"I did not say you were a Ninja Turtle, you
did," the girl
pointed out weakly. "My real name is... well, you do not yet know my
real name. After escaping the Shogun I transcended into this form, just as
you transcended into the body you have possessed for over half a decade
"No! Itís not real! Just get the fuck away
from me!" Leon screamed, as he grabbed his keys and jumped into his car.
He revved the motor of his Camry as fast as he could and sped off.
Cheri Bones couldnít help but weep as she crumpled to the ground,
her pale brown skin changing to a bright blue-purple shade. She could no longer
sustain her human form in the current state of mind, so she vanished out of
Level of Null-Time
Within the walls of the Palisade, the
thirty-four year-old Ninja
Turtles of Dimension A in the year 2006, sans Leonardo, emerged. In place of where Leo
might have been standing instead stood Venus DeMiloóor
Mei Pieh Chióof Dimension B. She now wore a red bandana
across her eyes and a brown belted getup
just like the outfits the Turtles she now accompanied.
The Mistress of Time, the ever-youthful Renet
Tilley stood before them. "My, my, my. Itís been quite awhile hasnít it?"
"Since the funeral two years ago, Renet," Michaelangelo spoke.
Renet nodded. "That was actually my younger
self you met... you see, from my perspective, I attended that funeral ten
years ago but I was with you guys when we took on the Shogun just a couple
of months ago." She saw Michaelangelo and the others begin to figuratively
scratch their heads. "Itís best, like, not to think about it too much...
youíll get a headache every time."
Mike shook his head. "Well, needless to say,
Renet, you missed quite a lot. And even with your younger self or whatever
at the funeral, we really didnít have a chance to sit down and catch up with
Renet nodded. "I can tell just by looking at Donatello and
Raphael. If you remember, I told you and your brothers those changes
wouldnít be permanent before we set off against the Shogun. That was fifteen
years ago to you guys, isnít it?"
"Sixteen years, 1990," Don spoke, nodding.
He explained, "My shell and Raphís eye were able to
regenerate into their original forms. Apparently ourómutatedóreptilian genetics were able to utilize some dormant genes of
relative species that can re-grow lost limbs and such."
"Yeah, but the worst part was when the cybernetic armor
tried to keep Don from healing," Raph grunted, apparently feeling sickly.
"If it werenít for some quick thinking, Mikey and I wouldíve never gotten
that metal shit off!"
And I took a
few pointers from a fellow cyborg as well, Baxter Stockman, my prisoner back
then... but no one needs
to know about that, Donatello thought to himself.
"Nevertheless, I am afraid I have some horrible
news to tell you guys. There has been an anomaly in the timestream... in the
entire transdimensional continuum. In every dimension you Turtles exist,
something... is happening to you."
"I think I know why." Donatello
stepped forward. "I took blood samples from my brothers and
I... the mutagen in our bloodstreams is destabilizing. Were demutating...
and our bodies canít take it so our cells are breaking down, basically
combusting on themselves."
"Youíre right..." Renet agreed,
"... but youíre also wrong. The timestream is being maligned... according to
each of your respective histories, you are not supposed to die in this way! The
root of your ailment lies not in your blood, guys, but somewhere else."
"What do you mean?" Don asked. "Where?"
Renet shrugged helplessly. I cant
say, exactly, because its emanating from a place my powers
cant touch. This dimension has no name, but it
somehow overlooks all of the dimensions Im familiar with.
For the simply lack of a better word, I tend to call this dimension
Reality, if there can be such a thing.
"But how do we stop whatís happening to us?" Raphael asked
with a glare.
Renet gave a heavy sigh. I cant
tell you what to do or where to go or even who or what youll
face, but I can pinpoint a location in this reality
that seems to be a focal point of your ailments. Its as
if a great, invisible hand is reaching through the dimensional
gateways and squeezing each of your throats... I cant describe
it. She shook her head. In a moment Iíll send the five of us
to San Diego, California in this Reality, July 20th of the year 2006 A.D."
Donatello rubbed a hand over his eyes. "I still donít
feel right about this... I mean, if time is being screwed with, why are just
Ninja Turtles being singled out?"
"Youíre right, it does
seemed focused on you Turtles alone in every dimension itís affecting... but
the paradoxes from these tamperings are also placing your world at large on the
verge of collapsing as it nearly did before when..." Renet lowered her head.
"The Shogun," Venus spoke angrily. "He killed
everyone I knew and loved and now his actions have caused some effect on me
and these Turtles of this dimension! I think Donatello is right, I think we are dying, Renet!"
Donatello put an arm on Venusí shoulder.
"But the Shogun is... Leo. An older Leo," Mike
responded. "After we killed that bastard, our Leo disappeared. So much has
changed and he never even saw what became of... our sensei."
"You just had to fucking bring that up again, didnít
you?!" Raph spat at his brother. "Leo wasnít there to see Splinter keel over and die while
we were busy saving April from sudden death!!! Boo frickení hoo!"
"Now wait, youó"
"Enough, Raphael!" Renet spoke in
an almost motherly
tone. "I did not summon you here to have you quarrel amongst one another!
Weíre here to, like, prevent whatever evil has befallen time and creation." Renet
waved her hand over the viewscreen where energies swirled and coursed to display the
three current dimensions as seen in the distant future.
"Thatís our home dimension, there where the Utroms are now visiting," Mike spoke,
pointing a finger at one section of the viewer. "But what in Godís name are those
"They both seem to be similar worlds, but
with some odd differences I just canít seem to make out," Don answered.
"I did mention other dimensions...
plural. They appear to be more or less
reconstituted versions of the dimensions that the Shogun obliterated," Renet explained as Dimension B
began to show the different points in its timeline like before.
"That is Dimension B!" Venus exclaimed
with glee. "It is... it is my home world! I
cannot believe it! After all this time, I can
"Venus, please understand. From the very
best I can tell your former
dimension is highly unstable right now, entire portions being rewritten even
as we speak.
Specifically... your existence has been compromised, maybe from your
extended presence in Dimension A." Renet sighed. "But that is not why we
are here! We must journey to Reality and find your long lost
Raphael winced, his eyes
widening at Renet. "Our brother... he lives?"
"He does. I believe he is the key to finding the evil presence that has befallen us."
The four Turtles took hold of Renetís cloak as
she raised her arm up high, releasing raw chronal energy that opened the dimensional
rift which quickly engulfed them where they stood.