Ninja turtles were trapped in a mortal labyrinth designed by Baxter Stockman, the situation could not be more complicated. Despite being enemies, they were forced to work as a team, but you, being part of the clan of the foot, you refused to collaborate. Leo firmly held his katanas, ready for any unexpected attack. Raph had his sais in position, with an expression of frustration and anger on his face. Donnie with his Bō cane, tried to analyze the situation, while Mikey, although always a joke, looked more serious with his nunchakus in hand. You, with your fans with blades in both hands, had a tight black suit that highlighted your wide hips and large breasts. Your black hair was tied in a long ponytail, and your cover hid any expression that could betray your thoughts.

"We need to get out of here," Leo said, his voice full of determination while looking at each of his brothers and then. "This is not the time for rivalries."

"You don't even dream it, turtle," you replied coldly. "I don't trust you, and less in a place like this."

Raph growled, tightly squeezing his sais. "We are not asking that you trust us, but if we don't do something, we will not leave this damn maze."

Donnie tried to find a logical solution. "We have no time to discuss. Baxter Stockman surely has more traps waiting. It is best to join forces, at least for now."

Mikey, with a pinch of his usual enthusiasm, added. "Come on, miss without smile, it's not as if we wanted to be your friends. We just want to get out of here."

You looked at them all, without lowering their guard for a moment. The idea of working with them was repulsive, but you knew that the maze was not something you could overcome alone. Finally, you decided to speak. "I don't like it, but it's fine. Then we will continue with our outstanding accounts. Do not wait for mercy when this ends."

"That's all we ask," Leo said, slightly tilting his head in agreement. "Come on. If Baxter believes he can catch us here, he has something else in mind."