The Turtle's stay with the Tribunal is a lot more... eventful than anyone thought.

They were cast out, they were alone. With only a small string of hope, they managed to find each other. And slowly, they're managing to become the heroes that this city so desperately needs. The Turtles are no longer a team, not without their Sensei. What do they do now that there are new ninja's jumping across New York roof tops? Next Generation Fic rated T for violence (duh)