In a strange turn of events earlier that week Donatello had decided to give up fighting crime and join the mafia. I guess you can only fight crime for so long before you start to get jealous of the criminals. They get to do what they want whenever they want and a lot of them seem to be rich... the good ones anyways. This was why he decided to seek out a job with the mafia, anyone could be a criminal but to be an actual member of the mafia took hard work, loyalty and intelligence. 

He was enjoying a quiet night in the sewers, just hanging out and eating some pizza. He had only just recently moved to the sewers of Las Vegas and they weren't quite as comfy as he was used to. So he decided it was time to start making some real money so he could afford an apartment.

He had been given a quick rundown of some different things he could do to earn cash for himself and his new crew but it all seemed so overwhelming. He sat there with his pizza for a while, trying to remember all of the suggestions he had been given... sell some drugs? No he would need the money to buy them first. There was a Post Office down the street, someone had said something about getting a good haul from the post office. That sounded hard though. Then he remembered someone had mentioned snatching purses was a good way to start! How would he do it though? I mean the act it self sounded simple enough to him, he just wasn't sure his conscious would allow him to do that to someone. He was gonna need someone who didn't have a conscious to help teach him... just then he thought of the perfect person.

DoctorDoom!

DoctorDoom was one evil bastard, Donatello could't even remember how they had met but if someone was gonna teach him to be a criminal that sounded like a good place to start. He found the nearest phone and gave him a call. Doom lived in Seattle but surprisingly it didn't take a whole lot of convincing..

"You want me to teach you how to steal a purse? Huh?" Doom had replied originally

"Well, not exactly... I need help with the whole purse thing sure but that's not really my problem. I need you to help me with the whole being a jerk thing. Only thing is, no guns... I totally kick butt with my staff anyway."

"You know what I am intrigued, I'll be there in the morning... I am not getting in your sewer though" Doom replied before hanging up

Donatello was so excited he could barely sleep. He figured he could make a great member of the mafia one day, he just needed to get over the whole 'always being the good guy' thing. With DoctorDoom's help though he'd be making the big bucks in no time, probably even be able to move out of the sewer finally. If Doom was enough help he figured he might even teach him some ninjutsu... first thing was first though they had to master all these crimes he had been told about. Stealing purses would be first. Then cons, extortion and larger robberies. After that he should have enough money to get into the whole drugs thing. He spent a few hours thinking about all this before finally falling asleep.

DoctorDoom got invited by Donatello to go ahead and teach him to become a mobster which is supposedly the least he could do. He spent a lot of time with his grandfather to know the inner and outer workings of the mafia, not that it exactly makes him an informant because he was even taught Omerta which is an honorable code that needs to be respected not that many follow it regardless being praised for what it is today; the thoughts of walking down into his sewer in his beautiful suit made him have the chills, he heard that he lived out in a secret dojo and does nothing but train, eat pizza and hang out with other people just like him. Must've been the life.

Doom arranged for the two to meet at a nearby clinic, ironic cause he was a certified Doctor but he wasn't gonna be out for the public; what have they done for him? He sat there having a turkey sub and drank coffee which was his usual breakfast and it kept him going for the rest of the day so whoever was gonna complain could suck it. He watched as there was a guy chasing another guy, seeing as the jackets slapped back due to the wind. Couldn't compare with the winds in Chicago though, it was titled the windy city for that reason alone; there was a bunch of shouting as they ran up and down the street and even tried to stop them back using other people's parked cars.

"You fucking prick!" Said an older-aged guy. He was carrying a wooden bat and looked like he was ready to smash his brains out. The victim looked at DoctorDoom for some assistance and unfortunately he felt inclined to help and let out a sigh. Guess he needed the practice anyway since he was still practicing with a gun; Doom slid out the silver-lined pistol and shot both of the older-aged men and the victim walked up and left a stack of cash on the staircase.

"Thanks man! I owe you one!" The man ran off before Doom could ask for his name. He was about to mutter some words but then decided they shouldn't come out. He went back to eating his food, what a morning. And he was supposed to steal purses with Donatello today, but one crime after another is good for the soul.

Donatello was awoken the next day by a load bang on his manhole. He woke up and climbed up onto the street only to get yelled at by DoctorDoom who was standing up there firing rounds from his pistol at the metal manhole cover. 

"I told you I wasn't getting in your damn sewer! Lets go." Doom yelled

"Alright alright I am coming just don't shoot me" Donatello grabbed his staff and ran to catch up to DoctorDoom who had already began to walk down the street ahead. 

"Alright first things is first, just find someone and grab the damn purse... don't over think it, it's not like you even need to hurt anybody. It is more fun that way though... see that lady up there? Just run up and snatch it. Go!"

Donatello was almost sure that 'lady' up ahead was Hazel he had met her at the HQ, she might have even been the one to tell him about all the crimes he needed to go practice. He needed to do this though, this was the easiest crime of them all. He built up into a jog and headed towards her with his staff all ready. As he got closer though she turned around, pulling a pistol out of her purse and shot him in the toe.

"I suggest trying someone else for your first attempt" she said, shaking her head and putting her gun away

"my bad..." Said Donatello who was now laying on the sidewalk grabbing his foot in pain

"Well that went terribly!" Shouted DoctorDoom as he caught up to them.

DoctorDoom dropped a stick of dynamite from the roof below to the manhole that would certainly get Donatello's attention though you couldn’t blame the guy for still being asleep as this hour though Doom still contemplated how he even got out of bed this morning; when Donatello slid out of the seeerd he yelled at him to get on the rooftop which he was able to do very well considering his flexibility. After instructing him to go steal a purse which anybody would really be able to do.

It went to shit since Donatello messes with the wrong person. Hazel pulled out a gun from her purse and shot him in the foot as he fell over, you'd think it would be a time to help but DoctorDoom couldn't help but laugh so hard that he ended up falling on the rooftop himself, the laugh was so loud anyone can hear it from down the street though they couldn’t pin point it until Doom got up again as he clenched his stomach, he shook his head. He went down to street level and helped Donatello up from the floor and had him lean against a car.

"How hard could that have been? Oh wait, you got shot in the foot; luckily for you she's cute so it wasn't so bad."

Hazel was out running a couple errands for Dollface, it was kind of the norm for her anymore. It hadn't taken long for her to climb the ranks at the MGM Grand, she wasn't quite sure what she did to deserve the trust given to her but she wasn't going to complain. She was making more money then she could have ever dreamed of, even though it wasn't the cleanest money it was still money.

Speaking of which, the money. She stopped for a moment and glanced down into her purse, she knew she had grabbed the envelope off of Doll's desk but she couldn't remember if she actually stuck it in her purse. It was a moment of panic for her, if she left that envelope somewhere she was going to get her ass handed to her. Luckily for her though she did put it in her bag.

"Phew, that was a close one." She muttered to herself. "Just imagine if I showed up to Lucky's office without the money."

The thoughts of what would possibly happen ran through her head, none of which were a pretty outcome. She let out a sigh of relief though, it wasn't something that she had to worry about.

Closing up her purse, she was just about to zip it shut when she heard the heavy footsteps of someone. These footsteps were heavier then usual, it sounded almost as a group of people were running in her direction. They got louder and louder by the second and without hesitation Hazel reached back into bag. She fumbled around in there for a moment until she got a hold of her gun.

That's when she felt the tug at her purse. Quickly she pulled the gun out and without looking aimed down and pulled the trigger. The pop of the gun echoed in her ear as it began softly humming from the sound of the blast. Almost instantly the grasp the person had on her purse was released.

Her mood quickly went from shocked to angry. She began yelling before even looking at the person laying on the floor.

"Who in the hell do you think you are. You must be stupid!"

That's when she got sight of him. It was Donatello, he was an employee at the MGM Grand. In fact she has had many conversations with him over the last couple days. Her anger immediately faded away as she looked down on him as he held his foot cause of the pain.

"I suggest trying someone else on your first attempt." She stood over him and just shook her head.

"What made you think I was a good target, you realize if you would have grabbed my purse you would have had to deal with the wrath of Doll and Lucky. I tell you this, it wouldn't have been pleasant for you."

The pair went silent but Donny was still holding his foot in agony.

"You should probably go get the doctor to take care of that, I'd help you over there but you tried to steal my purse and I have somewhere I have to be."

She continued to look down at him then cracked a small smile.

"You've got some work cut out for you, to hone those skills a bit better."

DoctorDoom took Donatello to the hospital to get his foot looked at, laughing his ass off the whole way there at the scene he had just witnessed. Seemed kind of odd he couldnt do anything to help himself seeing as he was supposedly a 'doctor' but either way they slowly made their way their. Donatello had quite a limp and was losing a lot of blood as they made their way there by foot.

"Would be awesome if one of us had a car..." Donatello pointed out to Doom as he leaned limped his way down the street

"Well maybe if you had actually managed to grab a few purses you could buy one" He replied before they went back to just quietly walking. Luckily the hospital wasn't too far away and after about twenty minutes of limping Donatello was there.

A doctor looked at his foot, apparently it wasn't as bad as it looked... they took care of the wound, wrapped it up and gave him some pain killers. Whatever the drugs were did wonders for him though. As they left the hospital and headed back towards downtown Donatello actually managed to snatch four purses. He would casually walk up close to the target before swiping the purse with his staff and sprinting off. He even discovered if he timed it right and made the grab when there was an alley beside them he could usually get away before the person even noticed what had happened. It was a much better strategy than his first attempt, he was a rather large turtle and just sprinting up behind people was actually a terrible idea now that he thought about it for a little bit. 

Donatello and DoctorDoom finally got back to his sewer when Doom reminded him that he was not going down there. So instead they headed to a rooftop nearby to count up the money. There was actually a decent amount there, he was surprised that people in this economy would just walk around with this much cash in their purses. As he counted though he started to wonder why he didn't feel guilty about all the stealing. Maybe it was the drugs? If that was the case he was going to need to find a regular supplier for these.. whatever they were. Or maybe he just wasn't as nice as he originally thought he was? Either way it was time to move on to bigger and better crimes. He had definitely mastered the whole 'purse snatching' thing.....

"Whats next? Are we gonna con someone?" Donatello turned and asked Doom as he got up and tucked his hard earned money away in his shell. 

DoctorDoom really had a good laugh on the way to the hospital, he shook his head afterwards thinking how you could ruin such a job. It was stealing a damn purse for crying put loud, after having Donatello discharged with his foot wrapped; sooner or later he was gonna end up being a turtle mummy, and who knew how that looked. The thought of going back into a sewer disgusted him so they met up on a nearby rooftop and Doom sat on the edge counting stacks of cash; luckily this person looked like a rich person when Donatello had sneaked the purse away from her, she probably still doesn't realize it's gone.

Now they had to move onto the next step of being a criminal, conning some random guy out on the street which wasn't gonna be very hard for the uneducated. The real money to be made was selling drugs but that was gonna be another time since they needed to go through the baby steps, Doom never really considered himself a teacher but what can he say... Not every day you get to teach a turtle on how to earn money, illegally that is, being legal is boring but that also came with owning a business.

"What's next? Are we gonna con someone?" Donatello asked.

"Yeah. No way you can fuck this up, come here, you see that guy over there on the corner in front of that jewelry store? Looks like he works there, should be easy enough if you know what you're doing. Just try not to mess it up, you know what to do." DoctorDoom had explained how to con someone moments after they came on the rooftop, if he ruined this, well, he could only hope it didn't end up in having to go to the hospital again; if they met the same doctor, he'd wonder if the guy gets into a lot of fights.

"When you have the cash, come back here. I'll be watching." DoctorDoom exclaimed. Now he just had to wait.

Donatello sat across the street for a few minutes trying to come up with a plan. He didn't want to mess this up as well, people were going to start to think he was a moron or something if he couldn't even figure out the easy crimes. After a little while and a few small explosions thrown his way by DoctorDoom, who was getting impatient and trying to amuse himself at the same time... he came up with plan. He was going to convince the store owner that he was from the security company and he was their to inspect the the safe!

Donatello entered the store and explained to the old man running the place that he was their to do an annual inspection of their safe. Surprisingly it worked, either this guy was an idiot or Donatello was a much better actor than expected. He took him right back to the safe before turning to walk away...

"Ummm, excuse me sir... I am going to need you to open this up for me. Its the only way I can make sure its all still secure." Said Donatello trying to sound as professional as he could.

"Oh of course I am sorry, I am usually not on shift I guess when the annual inspection happens I don't think I have ever had to do this!" The old man exclaimed as he opened the safe and headed back to the front of the store.

​​​​​​​Donatello couldn't believe that that had actually worked. As soon as the man was out of sight he started scooping all of the money out of the safe and into the bag he had brought with him. As he went to exit he realised there was no back way out of the store, he would have to go back out the front. He put the bad over his shoulder and started to walk out as casually as possible. 

"All good, I'll see you next year!" he said to the man as he walked out the door.

Donatello was pretty damn excited when he got outside with the money. He hadn't even hurt himself this time! He ran back across the street and climbed up onto the roof where DoctorDoom was waiting. He threw the bag to DoctorDoom with a huge smile on his face.

"Huh? Huh? How about that!? Not bad ehhh? Guess I am not as terrible at this whole criminal thing as we expected!" He said as Doom counted up the money in the bag. Doom just seemed to be ignoring him and counting the money casually, clearly he wasn't as impressed with Donatello as Donatello was with himself. 

DoctorDoom sat on the edge of the roof as he watched Donatello sneak into the store while the man who was once outside went back inside. Hopefully it didn't end up with him being kicked out of the store by some bulky guard, of course when Donatello entered; Doom sat back up and started to hang back on a chair, they had to go up a few flight of stairs but it was worth it since this rooftop became their hangout spot for the rest of the day. An hour had passed by since Donatello last entered the store.

DoctorDoom started walking over the edge and started watching the store entrance only to see Donatello walk out of the store with a huge bag, and since it was a jewelry store he could only wonder how many diamonds could be offloaded later on. Donatello made his way back up to the roof when Doom went back to sit on his chair as he sees a shadow overlapping him, it was the giant jewelry bag coming his way as he caught it, he looked inside and it was full. His eyes glistened as he stared at the jewels while he looked back up at Donatello.

"Yeah, yeah. You conned some jewelry guy, big deal." DoctorDoom started counting the stacks of money as he flicked his thumb through the bills.

"Alright, next stop; extorting a shop owner. There's a hotel not far from here over on Third and Second, the owner is a girl and she's usually in the lobby greeting people as they walk in. You need to make her give up some of that cash since no doubt she earns a lot from the people coming in and out, work your magic, don't piss your pants or turn into a kid. I don't know how you are around girls so, go on." DoctorDoom started to wave Donatello off.

Extorting a business owner, probably easier said than done.

Extort a shop owner, hmm, this was gonna be hard... he was probably going to have to be mean. He decided it would be easier if he got a mask that covered more of his face than the one he usually wore. For some reason being a jerk was a little bit easier when you couldn't be identified. Before heading over to the hotel he went to a store selling Halloween costumes and used some of his purse snatching money to buy a ghost costume. It was basically just a white sheet with eye holes and he did feel a little bit ripped off when he realised how much he had just spent on a sheet... but there was no point going back now. He headed to the hotel and into the public washroom on the first floor to get changed.

After a few minutes he came out of the bathroom dressed as a ghost; with his staff in hand of course. He walked up to the lady by the door and held his staff up to her face as he spoke.. trying to sound tough.

"Listen lady, if you know what's good for you you will leave half of what you earn in an envelope in the garden around back every Friday. Just bury it under that huge bush out there and we wont have a problem. I'll also take what you have on you now. Don't make me visit you again!"

The lady handed over everything she had collected in tips so far that day, she looked to be truly terrified so he figured she would probably do it. He knew how much he should expect based on how much he had just gotten off her today. As he was walking away he turned around one more time to make sure she knew to be scared...

"Boooo!" He yelled, playing up the whole ghost thing before leaving and heading back to the rooftop where DoctorDoom was waiting. When he got back he realised something and decided to speak up...

"Hey wait a second, I asked for your help because you are good at being mean to people... but I have been doing all the crimes so far. I think its your turn, I want to see how you would do this next one! Next up on our list is robbing that post office over there. I'll stay here and watch this time!"

Donatello made sure to find a spot with a good view as DoctorDoom had agreed to go rob the post office. This crime paid the best but to be honest it also kind of sounded the most simple. Maybe the riskiest as far as getting caught but still... you just had to rob the place, not much thinking involved. Then another thought crossed his mind so he shouted out to Doom before he was out of ear shot...

"Hey Doom! .. just try to do it without killing anyone or blowing the place up please!"

DoctorDoom didn’t seem pretty surprised by the fact Donatello came back from extorting some girl who just owned a hotel, funny thing is about some of these people that unless there’s someone from the mafia running the place then it’s usually never safe because they hire poorly experienced guards that the only thing they're good for is to wear a uniform and carry around a flashlight and that was it, had they been trained to learn hand to hand or trained to use a gun properly then business owners could sleep good at night knowing they hired reliable help, now say they did then well they just got bested by a good criminal.

The fact that Doom got called out to go do an easy crime for once was a joke. The turtle did ask for his help after all, and he never had to use his staff offensively or really at all besides that moment hours ago when he had to sneak a purse off someone, how the victim didn't know that they lost it is beyond him.

"You wanna see me hit a place so bad? Fine. Be back in ten minutes."

Doom made his way down to the post office where Donatello pointed out earlier. There was a guard waiting for Doom in the alleyway and they shook hands, it was his insider on all things going on in the office; the meeting was pre-arranged to offer an easy way in and an easy way out should Donatello had came on the job but since he had to go do it himself it was gonna be done quick. The guard kept lookout in the alleyway once Doom went through the back door which lead him to the second floor where the supervisor offices would be, the manager's office is the one he wanted, a door opened up ahead and Doom was instantly alerted.

He took cover behind a cabinet and hoped they didn't walk down where Doom came in from. Luckily, the employee went downstairs which lead Doom to pop out from hiding and continue his way over to the manager's office, he swung the door open then went around behind the desk and began to reach into a cabinet where the money was stored, taking out stacks of cash. Looks like some people weren’t gonna get paid on time, he stuffed what he could in his pockets and more into a bag he brought with him.

Doom speed walked out of the back door and the guard turned around to give him a nod.

"Thanks Rudy."

"No problem, boss."

Doom made his way back up to the rooftop and flashed the money in Donatello's face.

"Easy."

Donatello was admittedly a little bit impressed when DoctorDoom came back so quick with all that money. He had to give credit where credit was due, Doom was good. I guess there was a reason he was the one teaching Donatello to be a criminal after all. 

"Well I guess that's all the crimes for now; we will have to meet up again sometime for some more practice!" Donatello said to Doom as he starred impressed at the huge wad of cash he had returned with. 

Donatello headed back to his sewer for a well earned night of sleep. It was probably going to be one of his last nights sleeping in the sewer now that he knew all of these new ways to make money. He would have an apartment of his own in no time! It really wasn't as bad in the sewer as most people he met assumed, a lot of people seemed to think it was pretty gross that he slept in there but it was really just a storm drain not actual sewage. He had a pretty good set up off to the drier side, still though he went to sleep that night pretty excited to start looking for an above ground home to call his own.