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TMNT: A Machine For Mutants, Chapter 6

Mikey drew in a sharp gasp when he felt the cool water hit his eyes, trying to keep them open even through the intense burning and stinging. Everything was still a huge mass of vague, blurry shapes, but it was starting to clear up. "There. That's all I have, I'm afraid. How are you feeling?" Mikey blinked a few times until he could make out Raphael's form in front of him, the other turtle corking a small metal flask before he replaced it back in his coat. "Ughh... Still stings like hell, but... I think I'm good." he groaned out, rubbing at his eyes with the back of his hand. He froze. Something was missing. He looked around frantically as

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TMNT: A Machine For Mutants, Chapter 1

Splinter strode smoothly across the mats of the training room, pacing slowly back and forth in front of his sons. The four turtles knelt before their master, all eyes trained on the giant rat, awaiting his instruction. "Your ninja skills help you to survive in the heat of battle, but brute force is not the only tool at your disposal when combating the evils of this world. Knowledge is key in any struggle." Donatello couldn't help but straighten his posture at that, a proud grin spreading across his face. "Naturally." Splinter's eyes shifted over to the tallest of his students and, before they young terrapin could react, his tail whipped o