Ninja Turtle Sewers Novels & Stories

Jade questioned. “Yes, there are sewer tunnels running directly under the compound, the closest point of impact would be D block showers, none of the other tunnels are large enough to fit bodies. The tunnels run in either direction and fork off to four surrounding towns then carry on to the towns after that. They could literally enter these tunnels from anywhere and sneak up on us at any moment and we wouldn't be able to see them or hear them until it was too late.” The chief stated his tone desolate as he continued to glance over the maps before him.

“ We go down” He kicked a manhole sewer cover aside with a grunt of effort. “The sewers?” Jax made a face. “ I'm wearing a leather harness and gold glitter, Man, have some respect”. “Its the sewers or a morgue, glitter boy.” the stranger growled. “Pick one”. Immediately, a red laser dot appeared on the brick wall next to Jax’s head. “Sewers it is!” Jax yelled, diving into the dark hole without further complaint.

"Sound travels in the pipes. If a drone hears us, they'll flood the tunnel." I walked in the middle, Valen riding on my hip. The muck was too deep for him; he would have been swimming in it. He had his face buried in my neck, breathing through the fabric of my tunic to escape the stench. "Are we close?" I asked Jinx. "Sector 4 junction coming up," she murmured. "From there, we cut through the old storm drains. That leads directly to the foundation of the Crypts." We reached the junction. It was a massive, circular chamber where four tunnels met. A rusted iron walkway ringed the upper level, but the ladder leading up to it was missing the bottom ten rungs.

Silvio whispered, "That’s where the sensors are. That's where the cameras are pointed. But no one looks at the trash." He stopped at the back of the garage near a heavy industrial dumpster and pulled a small, black remote from his pocket. He didn't press a button; he held it against a specific metal bolt on the side of the dumpster. A faint click echoed in the night. "This is a service tunnel for the old plumbing and the fiber-optic lines," he explained, sliding a heavy metal plate aside to reveal a narrow, concrete crawlspace, "It bypasses the pressure sensors because the pipes need to shift under the ground. It comes out three blocks away in the basement of the dry cleaner the family owns.

Gengar has successfully infiltrated the Team Rocket base as he entered the Gym he saw a battlefield and a platform at the end covered by a curtain, Gengar look around and found a passage behind the curtain which leads to an office, in the office, he saw many paper files and other documents and a nameplate written Giovanni. Gengar started to look around and found a secret tunnel right under the chair, he passed through it and found himself in a long tunnel which leads down he floated down and when he reached there he saw a huge corridor made up of some kind of metal.

The pipes were large and technically; they were large enough to travel from one location to another. Jordan noticed Malcolm stop and sit. He turned around and cocked his head in question. Malcolm noticed and nosed a storm drain in the gutter, then put his paw into a small opening. That wasn’t the safest form of travel in the city, but for certain shifter types, it could be possible. Malcolm could see Jordan wasn’t following him. With a huff, he shifted and looked at his second. “What if they aren’t hiding in an abandoned building, but underneath? There’s sewers, storm sewers, and even hidden basements from days gone by.

I rather run than keep jumping. My body still aches from the workout and from shifting, but it doesn't seem to matter at the moment. My hunting instincts are active and the only thing that matters is getting to wherever the hell those trucks are going. The underground tunnels Jet talked about are right in the center of the town where the river flows through. I adjust my mask and my vision turns red as I approach the darkness. The tunnels are big enough to fit an eighteen-wheeler. "Let go," Leelie says when she catches up. "Stay hidden,"

They weren't just scars; they were beacons. ​"We can't stay in the tunnels," Maya whispered, her golden Force suppressed to a mere flicker. "The water is conducting our Resonance. Every time I even think about using a shield, it ripples through the pipes like a bell." ​"Then we go deeper," Kaelen rasped. Without his industrial plating, the "Iron Anchor" looked leaner, more dangerous, his skin covered in the same dark runes as his siblings. "There’s a sector under the old Ginza line that hasn't been mapped since the first Blackout. It’s where the 'Un-Linked' live."

My grip failed. I plummeted into the dark. I hit the bottom of the chute with a bone-shattering crash, my body rolling through a rusted iron grate and splashing violently into six inches of freezing, stagnant water. I lay there for a moment, gasping for air, the rancid stench of sulfur, fuel, and chemical waste filling my lungs. The subterranean drainage system beneath Sector Four was a labyrinth of echoing tunnels and dripping pipes, illuminated only by the faint, sickly green glow of emergency backup lights.