Casey slowly walked through the alley, his gaze flickering across the small space as he listened closely for the mutant he was chasing.

“No sight of the mutant so far.” He said over the comms, so the turtles would know he was okay and his state during the search.

He stopped when he heard a noise up on a fire escape, he furrowed his brows and aimed his grappling hook to attach to the metal railing and launched himself up, landing on the edge of the railing in a pose he had seen some weird spider hero do in one of Leo’s comics.