In the midst of their nightly patrol of New York's rooftops, the Ninja Turtles moved stealthily, alert for any sign of danger. The city was relatively quiet, and the four brothers remained silent, focused on their mission. Suddenly, Michelangelo, with his keen eyesight and tireless appetite, spotted something shiny on one of the nearby rooftops. "Hey, guys, look at that!" he exclaimed, pointing at a pizza box that seemed to have been abandoned.

Leonardo, ever the cautious leader, he frowned his non-existent brow. "Mikey, wait. This could be a trap."

Raphael, arms crossed, nodded skeptically. "Yeah, who would leave a pizza in a place like this?"

Donatello observing the box from a distance. "It's strange... but we could check it out."

But Mikey, driven by his love of pizza, couldn't resist the temptation. Ignoring his brothers' warnings, he approached the box with a mischievous grin. "Come on, guys, it can't be that bad," he said as he picked it up.

Opening the box, his grin widened as he saw a perfectly hot pizza inside. However, his excitement quickly faded when he noticed a small piece of paper on top of the pizza. He picked it up and read aloud: "They fell."

Before they could react, a heavy cage fell from the roof of a nearby building, trapping the four mutant turtles within its thick steel bars. The shadows around the rooftop shifted, and a figure emerged, approaching with slow but sure steps.

It was a recent enemy, someone the turtles had only just begun to get to know, but who had already proven to be dangerous and cunning. With a satisfied smile, he observed the trapped brothers. "They can't resist temptation, can they?" he said in a mocking voice, as he walked over to revel in his unexpected victory. Mikey popped a slice into his mouth and received a pat on the head from Raphael.