Birds flew from the trees in scores as the mountains echoed with the sound of clanging metal.
Raphael was just coming off of his run around the area, but he was still alert enough, and angry enough to take care of this Freddy Kruger wacko.
"Who are you anywayz!" He said blocking a strike and bouncing back on his toes. The man simply narrowed his brows more, still venting. It was odd, he was a man that was for sure, (Or at least a man with BLADES coming out of his knuckles) but his demeanor and manor of attack, was somehow animalistic, despite his apparent knowledge of Bushido.
"I'm asking the questions here bub, and I'm gonna keep asking em in a less nicer way until you spill your puny green guts!" He barked gruffly.
Raph smiled, "Your piece a work bright eyes, I'm gonna have fun with THIS!" The man growled again and charged Raphael, blades drawn.
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Meanwhile a few feet underground, Deadpool and Marrow were making their way through the vent system of the West wing, where the more POTENT experiments were kept. Deadpool was giddy with excitement:"HI-HO! HI-HO! It's off to-"
Marrow cut him off, "Oh shut up! I hate that song..."
Deadpool looked indignant as he crawled down the last passage to the right, "Hey don't diss Snow white! That’s like the ultimate Disney Classic!"
Marrow just rolled her eyes. "I can’t believe your talking about DISNEY FILMS while we're risking our necks!" She said under her breath.
"When’s a better time TO talk about the philosophy that IS Disney film then when your risking breaking every bone in your body?" Deadpool countered
Marrow simply ignored the comment, knowing that she might've expected the answer to be more disturbing then the first. "I mean the tragedy...” Deadpool went on, "...When that witch just handed her that venomous apple...."
Marrow made the next turn according to plan, he did the same, in pace.
"...That was the worst way to take someone out I've EVER seen, I mean she could've easily stabbed her right there, instead of talking her to death until she finally decided to screw it all and eat the thing!"
Marrow groaned to herself.
"I mean really! That cape thing of hers was big enough to conceal a knife, OR an RPG! Like the one that woodsguy she sent after her the first time! Now HE had style, that "I'm gonna kill ya!" look in his eye!"
"SHUT-UP!" Marrow growled crawling up to another level of the vent.
"...Why he punked out on the mission was beyond me as a child..." Deadpool continued, "Maybe he had an eye for the poor defenseless virgin princess, or maybe he had a weakness for bad singing black haired nature charmers. OR maybe it was all an elaborate ruse to make her go into those creepy woods so she'd kill herself from the fright of all those SPOOK TREE things!"
Deadpool shrugged to himself, "Frank thought of that one, and it might've worked to...if those tree demons hadn’t turned into little furry bunnies and birds! All those weeks of planning ruined by the randomness of tree's turning into cute creatures, OH WOODSGUY, WE FEEL YOUR PAIN-!"
"PLEEEAAZE!!!" Pleaded Marrow, "ENOUGH!!!" They came to the bend were they knew it would be too small for them both. "Ladies first." Deadpool said, Marrow took the lead, "Thanks." she snorted going in front. "Oh its not ME. Frank just likes looking at your butt." Deadpool corrected, and then was kicked squarely in the face by marrows boots. "Oh gosh!-Cleats..." Deadpool said through a muffled mask.
Finally they reached the part in the pipes were it would be bigger for them both to crawl through together, in their way was a spinning fan. "Okay, this is the fan right?" asked Marrow, Deadpool looked over her shoulder, "Yep that’s the one. Letter rip Spikey pants!" Marrow groaned and ejected a small blade from her arm and jammed it into the fan's rotor’s, "Okay go!" she said and leapt through the fan blades while they remained immobile, "Here we go!" deadpool echoed and made a leap to go through the turbine, and- "AHAHAHHHH!!!HAHA HAHAHHAHAHAH HAH HA HAH HA HA HA HA OWWWWWWW!.....wipe out...." Deapool looked at his sliced off leg limb. "You did that on purpose so I'd get chopped up didn't ya?" He said, knowing that Marrow had put a spike in the fan that would only hold for 3 seconds, "Yep." she said grinning and continued crawling down the ventilation pipe.
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Inside the actual base, the Professor was observing Leonardo as he slept. Sabertooth came in presently. "Is he fully sedated?" asked the professor, Sabertooth growled out "Yes sir."
"Good." see that he stays that way, "I don't want him recovering from that first mental ordeal. Get him into the lab." Sabertooth grinned, letting out the low rumble that happened when he did, and turned to go out the door, "You two, come wit me!" He ordered. The two guards he had addressed made their way out of the room with him. The professor smiled meanwhile as he watched Leonardo on the monitors, breathing in and out in steady rhythm. Suddenly Leo twitched in his sleep like something had disturbed him. The professor smiled even broader, "That’s it Weapon XII."
Meanwhile overhead the rooms that lead to the corridors where the prisoners were....Deadpool and Marrow had finally come too the place in the vent were the air intake from outside lead right into the West portion of Weapon-X. Likened to Deadpool's calculation, they had arrived right when the fan was reversed and was carrying air UP. This would blow out any unwanted little substances up and out of the vent as well as any unwanted aromas. There was fence like bar sheet that protected the mouth of the round vent, this kept out any creatures, or people who if finding the vent would try to explore it, BUT it was hidden in such a way it would really take someone who was trying to stumble upon it. "Ya gots to time this one just right spikey." Deadpool reminded her, "Otherwise you'll let everyone know were up here, alone.....you....me....Frank....."
"Just shut up and let me concentrate." Marrow barked and aimed her boomerang at the slit in the wall above she knew to be an opening. This particular boomerang was curved, and the marrow was triple pronged, this would help it to actually go straight if it caught the right up draft. "Hold my hand." she said leaning out of the opening... "And DON'T let go!" Deadpool actually said nothing, but grabbed her arm, pretending that he was keeping a ton from falling over the side, "Nice..." She said sarcastically and continued to predict where the boomerang would be most effective. "You better hurry ms. spikey pants!" Deadpool said, or the fan's gonna turn the other way and we'll get to learn the power of centrifugal force, up close and personal!" She knew he was right, the up draft from the fan actually made it feel like she could stand on something solid as her foot dangled over the abyss, if they returned to their original cycle; it could very easily suck them both down the shaft again. "THERE!" she had it now, the perfect angle, she tested when the air updraft would be its most neutral, and- *TOSS* she threw the boomerang upwards, it curved and circled the area above them, then as she guessed the next gust of air caught it, making it reroute to go into the shoot above. Immediately a clanging was heard inside the pipe area above them. "Yes!" she said in triumph, then caught herself on the edge of the pipe opening for Deadpool had already let her go and was crawling back in the tubes. She growled "Deadpool you d-!" Deadpool just taunted "Ha-ha! Hurry up!" back to her. She scurried down the shoot after him, "After we're done with that Leo guy I'm killing YOU next!!!" She boomed. Meanwhile bellow them, Sabertooth was walking down the catwalk towards the very West wing that Deadpool and Marrow were nearing. Sabertooth stopped suddenly, he recognized that cent, was it? No, it couldn't be, he'd know that smell anywhere...but who was it? "Wait here!" he barked to the guards and stomped down the walk way to he corridors, "But sir...what about-?" The guard's protest was cut by a growl from Sabertooth as he disappeared into the corridors.
Above THEM, Raphael was busy combating his blade handed sparring partner. This guy was good, there was no doubt, but Raph was good too and was hoping for a fight, his run around the mountain had tired him a little but not enough to not bring a full table to the fight. They fought up and down the hills, clanging and slashing and stabbing at each other with immeasurable fury. He had tangled with many a freak, ninja, and warrior in his line of work, but he had to admit, this guy was different, he was like different breed or something, if that even made sense. I mean he WAS a man, but something about him, was off, like he was some kind of dog, or wolf, or bear...something defiantly BEAST like.
The same kind of drive he'd seen in the Shredders mutant creatures, but not as out of control, or as feral, or- OH HECK! He had know idea what made this opponent so unique, or skilled, all that mattered is that he was the only other one here in the vicinity of his brother's disappearance, and he'd caught him in a bad mood. They fought over the last hill and headed into an area partially covered in trees over looking a valley and larger wood. Raph made a spinning jump kick at the man's head, it should have knocked him out cold and off his feet, but the man simply blocked the kick with his knives by shielding his face with them. The kick hit the metal, not wounding him, but feeling as if he'd kicked a really sharp, really hard fence. What was up with these claws that APEARENTLY came from his knuckles themselves? Was he some kind of mutant experiment? He'd encountered these before, maybe he's a mutant flunky for who ever nabbed his brother. He slashed and jabbed at the man again and again, harder and faster, it looked like the man was backing up as they went into the trees. Then suddenly the man ran at one of the trees and as Raph followed he saw the makings of what he knew to be jump-off spin kick, he took the kick partially because it was so quick, but also because it was unexpected. But he'd already been stunned enough, and even in recovering from the kick to the face, he was on his feet and spun around to slash the man on his way down. This was just in time to block/evade a strike to his temple from the mans' claws, and to slice down on his back as he came downwards. The man bellowed in rage the strike made contact with flesh, ripping through his shirt. Raph was momentarily stalled, he KNEW he wasn't supposed to attack in anger, or dishonorably harm another, but this guy was out for blood, and under the circumstances, AND his mood, so was HE.
The man did not turn around from this landing, but stood and rolled his neck, making a popping sound like you would if you popped your knuckles and turned around slowly, his teeth gritted in more of snarl. Raph now knew that from this point on, it might be HIM or this guy.....and it was SOOOOOO gonna be this guy!
Now it was his turn to go on the defensive, for his opponent was now on a surprisingly speedy OFFENSIVE. One of the claws actually made contact with his shoulder, clipping it slightly. Raph looked at the bleeding scratch, then at his foe, who briefly smiled, "Well whatta ya know...” he said grunting, "It IS green."
Raphael ignored the green blood on his shoulder and roared, meeting the MAN's offensive with his own. Finally their weapons interlocked a second time, neither of them seemed to be giving into the force they were putting into their blades, on top of this, Raphael's back was now to cliff, over looking stream, it was a good 28 feet bellow them.
Strangely enough, Raphael could swear that the claws were slowly but surely cutting through the hilts of his Sai's. They would be through them and in his knuckles if he didn't release. He begrudgingly unlocked the weapons, giving the man the advantage, and the man took it. He charged at Raph who was now off balance, and thrust out his blades towards his chest cavity, making him bend backwards. Apparently expecting this, the man stuck out his foot and clipped Raph's feet from under him, making him fall on his back, but not unprepared.
However his assailant was too quick, before he could point his Sai's upwards to break his opponent's decent upon him, he was over him and pointing HIS weapons directly at Raph's chest and eyes. He'd seen how those claws had nearly cut through his weapons, he was NOT eager to see what this unique metal could do to his front shell. He relaxed his hands, but didn't release his Sai's. The man chuckled it seemed like, "Heh, smart punk." he said, "You know when ta quit!" Raph looked at the cliff that he was now backed against on top of being at this blademan's mercy, "I ain't quitt'n!" he said under his breath, "I'm just take'n a breather before I dice you up!" Suddenly, the middle claw in the man's knuckles vanished into his fist and he pushed his hand up against his throat, pinning his head to the ground as the two remaining claws on either side of his neck dug into the earth. "Well while your wait'n for that..." the man said uninterestedly, "Tell me where the heck you took the kid!" Raphael looked at him bewildered, "Kid?" he said confused, "Talk!" yelled the man, "Unless you want that third claw to come on out again!"
Raphael gritted his teeth "Look whoever you think I am, I'm not! I don't know you or any KID your look'n for!" The man flexed his fist, but the knife didn't come out, still his bluff had made Raph break into a slight sweat. "I know you ain't the lizard man I scrapped with, you may look alike but you smell something different. And I'll do to you what I done to him if you don't cough it up!"
Raphael was in a rage and even attempted to rise, muscles pulsing. "YOU WHAT! WHERES MY BROHTER YOU SONOVA-" He belted. *Shing* The third claw comith, this time for real, but not far enough to hurt Raph, just prick his Adam’s apple. "Ah-ah-ah!" the man said gruffly, Raphael settled, but his chest was rising and falling rapidly in rage. He suddenly briefly looked over the edge of the cliff he was up against, then he looked back into his opponent’s eyes. "Alright..." he said finally, "I'll tell you where he is..." The man's blade slid back slightly into his fist, but not enough to be fully submerged within his flesh. BUT his two other claws were now not as dug in the dirt as they HAD been, this was what he needed. "He's in hell..." he whispered. Before the man could react, he had bucked his knee's and pushed himself and his attacker over the side of the cliff, they were both careening towards the hard rocky, watery bottom..."And that’s where your going you stinking-"
BOOM!!! They both hit the bottom, and Raphael's shell made a clapping sound as he bounced off the ground into the water, the man who was not but a second behind his fall hit the hard ground with thud, and a snap of bone. Raphael rolled over onto his stomach to let his soar back heal, he panted heavily still clutching his Sai's. He looked up at his opponent opposite him of the shore.
"Heh." He called out, as much as he could muster, "Guess it sucks not to have a FREAKY shell like-" He stopped mid sentence, not believing what he was seeing,
the man he'd just seen easily fall 14 stories, get up and stretch. He flexed his arms and he could hear bones snapping into place. "Figures..." Raph said under his breath, "Of all the days I gots to deal with one of these IMORTAL guys..."
Suddenly, before the man could even look his way two great metal wires, or cords, or...tentacles? lashed out of the bushes, and yanked him into the forest. There was a buzzing noise accompanied by the man's beast like howling that echoed off the cliffs that now over looked them. Then it presently stopped and the buzzing stopped too after short while, then Raph heard footsteps, heavy ones moving North. With what strength Raph had left, he maneuvered over to a pile of rocks, out of the way or sight of whatever on the opposite shore had relieved him of his sparring partner. He could not make out the face or features of the new comer amidst the darkness of the wood and the sheer daze of the whole experience, but he could tell he or IT was easily over 7 feet tall, and built like a wrestler, if those were muscles. Over its back, was slung the man who'd been fighting him before, now unconscious, and apparently fried, for it appeared like there were 3rd degree burns on his skin, through the pieces of the man's shirt that had DEFINATLY been burnt off.
"Raph ol' boy..." he said to himself, "Its one'a those days..."
Mean whilst, bellow them Sabertooth was following the cent he'd smelled to the ventilation pipe in the corridors. Above him Deadpool and Marrow were watching him through vent. Marrow didn't breath, and Deadpool didn't move, "How are we gonna get to the prisoner now?" Marrow finally whispered. Deadpool put his fingers to his lips, waiting. Sabertooth finally moved on towards the other end of the hall. Finally deadpool outburst in a hushed tone, "I don't know. But I know how "I'M" seeing the prisoner!" and before Marrow could move, he kicked open the vent and polted her out onto the floor. She looked up bewildered and enraged at Deadpool's beady eyes in the dark vent pipe. "I suggest running." he said before disappearing. She realized what Deadpool meant and without question ran as fast as she could down the metal hall towards the cat walk, hearing Sabertooth gaining behind her.
Leonardo tossed and turned on the floor of his prison cell, he was having the night mares again. At first all that happened was he would go to sleep, then poof, nothing but black until he awoke. But now, after that occurrence with Karai, he was beginning to have the flashbacks when he slept too. In his dream he was in longdark hallway, a wet one....a round hallway full of pitch black water, was there something in the water with him? He could hear a familiar voice as he moved slowly down the hall, the water lapped about his little feet, he KNEW this place, didn't he?.... He suddenly heard the voice calling out for someone, someone he knew, but wasn't him. Before he could make an attempt to call out to the person he heard another voice. "Wake up little ninja.....Wake up....." suddenly he felt a sharp sense of pain in his right shoulder, he woke with a start, he couldn't see anyone, but he could tell someone was in the room, and sticking him with a sword or a knife. He was chained to the ground, arm and feet any movement he could make would be encumbered at best, and he couldn't see his opponent who obviously meant to do him harm. "Who are you?" Leo said nervously......
"Frank wants to say hello....Before you die..." the voice retorted with a strange sense of humor in it.