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Author here. Yes, I believe Scarlett Johannson could make for a good April and I will fight you on this.

It started innocently enough. April had been sent some audio files by an inside source that would shine a spotlight on the Foot Clan that they’d never be able to escape. If what she was going to hear was true, once it was made public, the turtles and their friends wouldn’t be the only ones actively fighting Shredder’s minions.

This could bring in a federal crackdown on the ninjas. Splinter and his disciples would have the full backing of the FBI and most powerful law enforcement agencies in the country.

April fully expected to listen to something profound, earth shattering, something that would rock her world when she sat in her home office to listen to them.

And she was getting it.

The audio files didn’t contain words, at least at first. There was this weird binaural beat pattern that made her feel like she was relaxing in a hot tub. Everything was alright with the world. Nothing could bother her.

Then she heard the whispers, the soothing whispers that seemed to be a massage for her brain. They told her that she was wrong about the Foot Clan. They told her that she saw how bad New York City was getting. They told her she saw that things couldn’t keep going the way they were.

They told her that her home city would be way better off if the Foot Clan was running things, if Shredder was in charge. Its streets would be peaceful, its nights quiet, its people safe and sound.

The Foot Clan would see to it. They would bring order.

The voice then told her to call a certain number and the reporter did so. April was by no means unaware of what she was doing, but it seemed to be a marvelous idea. It didn’t stop her from feeling nervous though. As she heard the phone ringing on the other end, April felt like a sixteen year old girl on her first date.

When she heard someone pick up, April awkwardly began talking.

“Hi, I…uh…I listened to those files and…”

“You will be picked up momentarily,” said a calm female voice before the line went dead. April interpreted that as an order to stay put and so she did so. A few minutes later, she heard a tapping on her home office’s window. She turned to see two masked men in black ninja outfits crouched on the windowsill.

April smiled as she went over to the window. She still wasn’t sure where she was being taken but that didn’t matter to her.

Her ride was here.

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Author here. Yes, I believe Scarlett Johannson could make for a good April and I will fight you on this.

It started innocently enough. April had been sent some audio files by an inside source that would shine a spotlight on the Foot Clan that they’d never be able to escape. If what she was going to hear was true, once it was made public, the turtles and their friends wouldn’t be the only ones actively fighting Shredder’s minions.

This could bring in a federal crackdown on the ninjas. Splinter and his disciples would have the full backing of the FBI and most powerful law enforcement agencies in the country.

April fully expected to listen to something profound, earth shattering, something that would rock her world when she sat in her home office to listen to them.

And she was getting it.

The audio files didn’t contain words, at least at first. There was this weird binaural beat pattern that made her feel like she was relaxing in a hot tub. Everything was alright with the world. Nothing could bother her.

Then she heard the whispers, the soothing whispers that seemed to be a massage for her brain. They told her that she was wrong about the Foot Clan. They told her that she saw how bad New York City was getting. They told her she saw that things couldn’t keep going the way they were.

They told her that her home city would be way better off if the Foot Clan was running things, if Shredder was in charge. Its streets would be peaceful, its nights quiet, its people safe and sound.

The Foot Clan would see to it. They would bring order.

The voice then told her to call a certain number and the reporter did so. April was by no means unaware of what she was doing, but it seemed to be a marvelous idea. It didn’t stop her from feeling nervous though. As she heard the phone ringing on the other end, April felt like a sixteen year old girl on her first date.

When she heard someone pick up, April awkwardly began talking.

“Hi, I…uh…I listened to those files and…”

“You will be picked up momentarily,” said a calm female voice before the line went dead. April interpreted that as an order to stay put and so she did so. A few minutes later, she heard a tapping on her home office’s window. She turned to see two masked men in black ninja outfits crouched on the windowsill.

April smiled as she went over to the window. She still wasn’t sure where she was being taken but that didn’t matter to her.

Her ride was here.