Long after the aftermath of the drug lab explosion, stealing paintings from an art gallery and teaching Donatello how to be a criminal out in the streets, it was time to bring it up to the next level of success; production, the drugs they stole from the lab before practically razing it to the ground before the Seattle's finest could raid it made them cripple a rival family of their resources, with that means taking away their money and their monument to succeed. Word on the street is the family is now in hiding or some have retired from the life with no plans to return back which made room for a more, promising crew.

DoctorDoom was discussing business inside of an abandoned warehouse with a businessman who is willing to turn the other way and help with the production of cocaine, heroin and barbiturates. Long before they close the deal, there was already dreams wondering in Doom's head about the money he was gonna make with producing three of the world's finest drugs and with the product getting into the right hand it surely would mean gathering resources and allies as backup.

Though, the car that he solely cherished was stolen from him by the same person he taught: Donatello, he jumped in the car when he was least expecting it and drove off to who knows where, probably Las Vegas since that is where his family resides in; but business doesn't change, Doom was gonna go out and reclaim his car and hopefully pull Donatello into the drug production business, even though he did robbed a car from him but sometimes material items are less important than a life alone, even though he was well, special.

DoctorDoom got into his Derham Tourster and took a ride out to Las Vegas to meet with him. Though, knowing him, he'd probably be stuck under in a sewer so he knew just the way to wake him up. Doom parked the Tourster on the side of the road near an intersection with a manhole, he took out a dynamite stick from the trunk and lit the fuse as he let go of his grip on the stick watching it drop into the sewer below and began to walk over to the sidewalk. The dynamite stick blew and the manhole cover flew off and landed on someone's poor car though Doom was having the time of his life, his laughing made it obvious.

He stood and waited until Donatello popped out of his home.

Donatello was enjoying a nice afternoon nap when he was awoken by a loud bang. He jumped up out of bed only to notice his wall was missing. There was a large cloud cloud of smoke just beginning to clear where his wall used to be. He knew immediately DoctorDoom must be here. The last time they had hung out Donatello had stolen his fancy new car so he was a little bit nervous as he got ready and headed up to street level. 

As he climbed up the ladder to the open manhole above he just kept wondering in his head how mad Doom would be about the car. As he got near the top however a loud almost psychotic laugh could be heard bellowing through the streets above.

"Well he doesn't sound upset" He said to himself as he climbed out onto the streets. Sure enough Doom was standing next to another one of his cars across the street tossing a stick of dynamite up and down in one hand and repeatedly lighting and flicking onto the ground a seemingly endless supply of matches with the other.  

"There he is!" Said Doom as Donatello approached.

"Oh hey dude.... how are things?" Asked Donatello nervously while fiddling with his thumbs and staring down at the pile of burning matches on the ground. 

DoctorDoom watched people were running up to see what the commotion was, oddly they just seen Donatello climbing out after being awoken from his gracious nap, or whatever naps he could get nowadays and walked up to his as he was playing with his matches and dynamite sticks as he walked up to him scratching his bald head though the way he talked screamed nervous, after Donatello stole his car he didn't know how he was gonna react, for all he knew he could've shot him dead in the street and do the business on his own or with someone else's help but, material items.

"Can't say I'm actually happy you stole the car that I've practically cherished for the time that I've had it around, there were plenty of cars for you to steal but you just had to jack my Speedster. Did you at least take care of it when you drove around with it for a few days? God forbid, you probably launched it into the ocean right now or ran into a shop on accident cause you can't handle a pedal." 

DoctorDoom actually had a grin at the thought considering well, people like Donatello or well, turtles like him probably weren't very fancy driving but it hurts knowing a car of beauty may have been in a fatal accident all due to the hands of a non-caring driver; though he wouldn't be surprised since he got shot in the foot so a little slack had to be given. Then he wondered, can they actually drive well or is it just a mystery with no given clues yet? The thought raced through Doom's mind but so did other things, like inventions or playing with electricity using a personal test subject.

He got lost in a different universe while Donatello was explaining to him what happened to the car.

Donatello was relieved that DoctorDoom didn't seem too upset about the car so he explained to him that it was actually just around the corner and took him over to it. There wasn't great parking when you lived in a sewer so he had just been keeping it parked on a side street nearby. Doom's eyes lit up when he saw that the car was still in one piece. He hopped into the drivers seat immediately and demanded the keys then opened the other door and nodded for Donatello to get in. Donatello threw him the keys and jumped in the passengers seat just on time as Doom sped off.. he clearly had missed the car.

"Umm, not to ruin your fun or anything but you never did say where we were going?" Donatello asked, he assumed it was something intense that Doom needed a hand with. It usually ended up being an exciting and explosion filled day whenever DoctorDoom was around. 

"Don't ruin this, I'll get to that!" Doom yelled as he accelerated even more. The car was going as fast as Doom could make it as he weaved in and out of traffic and across sidewalks, just barely missing several pedestrians along the way. Donatello was a little bit worried for his safety to say the least and grabbed onto his seat like it was some sort of life saving handle. This continued in Loops around Vegas for probably close to a half an hour before Doom finally seemed to get it out of his system. He pulled the car into a parking lot just outside The Strip and finally came to a stop.  

"Alright, what were you saying?" Doom asked as he caught his breath and finally calmed down.

"Ahhh, what's up man? Where are we going?" Donatello asked, hoping he would get an answer before Doom got side tracked again. 

DoctorDoom got lead to his Speedster by Donatello and he decided to take it ofr a drive and Donatello reluctantly hopped in whilst DOom pulled it out onto the street and began to speed through town, passing several cars and even getting himself into some close calls, people got stopped in intersections because Doom was being a speed demon across Vegas and even drifting around corners. Cars constantly stopped in their path and honked, some drivers even got out to shout and raised their fists at him but Doom didn't pay it no mind.

Donatello held on for dear life as Doom was speeding through Vegas, around corners, past cars and so forth. After a while of driving around and even missing a few pedestrians on the street along the way, he parked up outside The Strip in a lot and looked over at Donatello who looked like he just got his face blown by a giant fan and it took him some time to finally recover himself before scratching his bald head and looking over at Doom.

"Ahhh, what's up man? Where are we going?" Donatello asked. He was winded cause of the driving.

"We'll talk about that in a bit. But, so far, I've hired a couple people that can distribute cocaine, heroin and barbiturates for me everywhere and even paid some cops to turn a blind eye in case they ever seen deals go down. You stole my damn car and I hate you for it, a little bit, but I wanted to bring you into the business. I'm not talking a drug empire yet, I'm just a wise guy making something for himself out on the street; and for his own family too. Question is, are you up for it?" 

DoctorDoom had asked his partner and thief, Donatello. He was reluctant to ask him to get on board with the business but you can't hate someone forever, even if they stole your cherished car. There was no plans for a drug empire yet since it would take a while, not exactly something that can happen overnight. He let Donatello give it some thought while Doom looked at people walking by and traffic taking it's usual route.

Donatello took a minute to catch his breath and calm down while he thought over Doom's question. He was basically asking him if he wanted to make some money, so of course he did. 

"Yeah that all sounds good to me, but I'll need a favour from you first. Wanna help a turtle out? Of course you do! So you see I had been paying off this local cop, Officer Downey for the last little while. He helped me out of a pinch here and there... you know. Well just the other day I was nearly arrested, well.. I guess I was arrested, but anyways I got caught trying to bust a friend out of the slammer. He showed up just on time and let me go free!" 

Doom was giving Donatello a bit of a confused look as he told his story

"Yeah that's lovely.. happens a lot more than you think though. Kind of sounds like a good thing too I don't see what help you need?" Doom asked, still with the same confused expression on his face.

"Well hold on I wasn't done! Okay so I got home last night and I got a weird call. Another officer called me all pissed off that I had cost Officer Downey his job. They found out he was the one who helped me get away and he is being forced to retire!" Donatello finally finished as he smacked his forehead in frustration.

"So you want to help him keep his job?" Doom asked, still trying to figure out what Donatello wanted help with. 

"No I want you to help me kill Officer Downey. Here I'll drive." Donatello responded as if it was obvious.

Surprisingly DoctorDoom let Donatello get behind the wheel of his Speedster again and he started to drive. Doom kept asking repeatedly why he wanted to kill the officer who had literally just lost his job helping him out. He didn't receive an answer though, Donatello was having too much fun driving the car, so much fun he actually forgot where he was headed and ended up taking a long detour. After about a half hour of Donatello driving while making his own car noises with his mouth and completely ignoring everything around him he finally pulled up and parked in front of a house a little ways outside of the main city. 

"Alright, lets do this!" He shouted as he snapped out of his driving induced trance.

"You've really really got to stop screaming when we get to jobs..." Said Doom shaking his head as they got out of the car.

DoctorDoom had to spare his ears the torture of listening to a story about on how Donatello got caught in the middle of committing a crime and then later got released by a cop called Officer Downey, the name didn't ring a bell because this is the first time Doom has heard of it so he listened as Donatello explained.

"Yeah that all sounds good to me, but I'll need a favour from you first. Wanna help a turtle out? Of course you do! So you see I had been paying off this local cop, Officer Downey for the last little while. He helped me out of a pinch here and there... you know. Well just the other day I was nearly arrested, well.. I guess I was arrested, but anyways I got caught trying to bust a friend out of the slammer. He showed up just on time and let me go free!" Donatello stated.

"Okay, but I don't see the-" DoctorDoom gets interrupted.

"Well hold on I wasn't done! Okay so I got home last night and I got a weird call. Another officer called me all pissed off that I had cost Officer Downey his job. They found out he was the one who helped me get away and he is being forced to retire!" Donatello interrupted Doom before he could even say much.

The odds of that, he lets a turtle go to avoid prison time and now the department catches him being corrupt and is being forced to retire rather than get fired which is the common practice nowadays, probably to avoid an unnecessary stint but after he heard Donatello wanted to have him killed after being let go? That was low, but maybe the officer had something on him that could actually land Donatello in prison and well, if he did go to prison, Doom wouldn't know whether he should bust him out or not. He was still an asshole for stealing his damn car.

DoctorDoom let Donatello ride his Speedster again, praying to the lord above he didn't ram it up a pole, another vehicle or into a business. Nobody could exactly trust a turtle to drive an expensive car like this so Doom was right to be on the edge, Donatello became a speed demon and sped through intersections and past traffic alone, even past a cop car who didn't wanna waste their time turning around because they catching the duo was gonna be impossible. Doom was an experienced driver but he couldn't say the same for his turtle partner in crime.

Donatello stopped by Officer Downey's house and it was in the middle of Summerlin. They parked across the street and Donatello pointed out Downey's car which means he was home, they both exited and went on the sidewalk as Doom inspected the house from the outside, it seemed like a simple house so what could go wrong, besides that the cop could fire back but he wasn't gonna waste dynamite on this job alone. Doom went into the car and reached over for his pistol, it was just a cop after all.

Donatello grabbed his staff from the back of the car and they both walked up to the door leading inside the house. Doom kept his pistol in grip and they were ready to breach.

"You're still a jackass. Just thought I'd let you know." DoctorDoom whispered.

Donatello counted down from three on his hand. He would have done five but he only had three fingers... as he lowered his last finger he wound up his leg to kick the door in but as he did Doom reached across and swung it open. It turned out it wasn't locked. Donatello went flying through the open door and slid across the floor on his stomach. 

"Maybe should have tried opening it first..." Doom said trying to keep his laughing quiet enough that they wouldn't be heard. There was a good chance they had already been heard though, hard to miss a giant turtle crashing into your house in a heap.

They headed downstairs first, slowly and carefully going room to room until they were sure the entire floor was clear. Once they finished up the last room on the main level Doom pointed to the stairs.

They headed up stairs and didn't hear or see anything yet. The two of them went from room to room slowly checking each, Doom holding his gun and Donatello his trusty staff. Soon there was only one room left, it had to be the bedroom and Officer Downey had to be in there.. hopefully asleep. As Donatello stood outside the door ready to swing his staff Doom tapped him on the shoulder...

"Let me handle this part would ya, you just get the door for me. I really don't wanna stand here while you take ten minutes beating the guy to death with a piece of wood..." Doom whispered.

Donatello put his hand on the door nob, he had learned his lesson the first time, and once again began to count down from thee with the other hand. 

DoctorDoom watched as Donatello counted down they had to breach, just to get rid of a single cop and he wonders why he needs help for this. Probably too much for a turtle to handle for all you know, he counted down from three considering he only had three fingers, oddly; he opened the door knowing it was unlocked since he checked the knob before and opened it before Donatello could kick in the door. The funny situation about it was that Donatello went flying into the living room.

DoctorDoom started to laugh quietly as he slid across the floor. Just the thought or the sight of a big, green, probably dumb turtle falling because he tried to kick in something that was out of his way was just hilarious which almost makes him consider why they still work with each other, just rumor spreading that Doom is the guy who works with a turtle, sometimes people don't believe someone's story unless they actually see it for themselves which is why most mobsters don't get imprisoned, unless they get caught by federal agents.

"Can't something go right for once without you sliding through the fucking floor? Get up, damn. That fat ass cop could probably walk his way down here right now and wonder why there's a turtle and a mobster in his damn living room, wait, you hear that?" DoctorDoom went from a rant to being alert, there was a ruckus upstairs and it seemed like Downey was rearranging things or trying to escape through some secret trap door but cops don't get paid that much in this life.

"Come on. Go up." DoctorDoom pointed up another floor.

The duo made themselves go up the staircase which lead to Downey's bedroom, the duo actually prepared to breach properly this time and not slide through the floor. Doom volunteered to kick the door in himself and it busted open, Downey practically jumped back and fell onto a table and started to panic. He ran over to his bed in an attempt to grab something, probably a gun considering they just invaded his house but Doom aimed his pistol and shot him in both kneecaps halfway before he even touched the bed, almost rendering himself useless unless he decided to crawl.

"Hey, Officer. What's the hurry?" DoctorDoom grinned as he walked inside with Donatello, he was scratching his bald green head.

"You?! Man, what the fuck are you, some turtle? Jesus, when the department heard there was a turtle running around town they all just laughed and thought I was playing around. What the fuck is this? I get you out of almost being incarcerated and the captain found out, forcing me to retire." Downey explained almost half a story, Doom slid back a chair and sat down.

"This is your business. You handle it, turtle." Doom exclaimed over to Donatello.

Donatello borrowed DoctorDoom's gun and swiftly finished off Officer Downey with one shot. He had really been hoping Doom would take care of that part, guns weren't exactly his favourite... he much preferred using his staff when he could. Beating a helpless man to death in his own bedroom with a wooden staff seemed a little harsh though. Donatello was a friendly turtle for the most part... 

The two of them left the house in a hurry once Downey was taken care of and headed back to the car.

"Alright, guess now that we have taken care of that, its time for your drug business. What exactly did you have planned?" Donatello asked. 

Doom didn't answer though, he just started the car and began to drive without saying a word. 

"Umm, everything alright?" Donatello asked, slightly worried by the lack of talking and the serious expression on Doom's face. He supposed they had just killed someone... but that usually didn't bother someone like Doom. Doom still didn't answer though, he just kept driving with his head forward, as if Donatello wasn't even there. Donatello figured it was best just to leave him be for now and turned on the radio and waited. 

They continued like that for quite a while, Donatello was pretty sure they were not in Nevada anymore. After driving for a few hours Doom pulled into a pizza joint on the side of whatever highway they were on.

"Go grab some food, your gonna need it" Was all doom said, he stayed in the car and waited while Donatello ran in and got a pizza. 

They continued driving for most of the night, Donatello eating his pizza and Doom eating a few of his weird butter sandwiches he had brought with him as they listened to the radio. 

The sun came up before Doom finally pulled over and parked the car. Donatello still had no clue where they were, his pizza had kept him pretty distracted, and he didn't recognise much in whatever city this was. 

"Alright, here we are...." said Doom, finally speaking again.

DoctorDoom watched as Donatello took his pistol and fired right into Officer Downey's forehead. He knew he didn't like to use guns so playing around with him was just being a jack of all trades, even on jobs a little humor never hurts especially if you're gonna raid someone's house and expect to be shot back at and well, Doom hasn't been hurt in a gunfight yet or while using one of his dynamite sticks; waking Donatello up in the middle of the afternoon with a manhole cover being blown off it sure had it's perk.

Donatello handed DoctorDoom back his gun and Doom got up from the chair he was sitting on and they began to walk out of the house. The duo jumped into the Speedster and began to drive for a few hours out of Vegas, the fact that Donatello killed someone execution-style was shocking to him alone because he didn't think he would do it. He would either beat him to death with a stick or put emphasis on having Doom do the job, he didn't say anything for the rest of the car ride.

"Umm, everything alright?" Donatello asked.

DoctorDoom didn't say anything and continued driving. They made it to a pizza place after parking up on the side of the road, Doom looked at Donatello afterwards.

"Go get food. You're gonna need it." Doom exclaimed.

Donatello walked inside and came back out with a pizza box, he jumped into the car and as turtles do; he opened the box while Doom went back out on the road and continued eating, Doom had his own lunch however; it was a peanut butter sandwich that he enjoyed the last time around when the both of them went to go raid that art gallery. That was a lot of errands to do in one day but they got it done either way; The duo made their ways back out to Vegas. DoctorDoom had bought a new apartment out on The Strip after packing up shop from Seattle and they parked up at the apartment complex.

Donatello wasn't very focused because the pizza kept him distracted.

"Here we are." DoctorDoom stated. The duo made their way into Doom's apartment and they finally got the chance to relax.

"What do you know about these two girls called Hazel and Viviana? Keep hearing about them around town, big talk you know? I heard they were hanging around in Vegas, Hazel being apart of your family..." DoctorDoom asked out of the blue, why he asked about two girls was beyond them but expanding his business partners could help out in the future.

Extremely full from all the pizza by the time they got to Doom's apartment, Donatello flopped down on the couch as soon as they Doom opened the door. He was hoping he could have a quick nap or something before they had to leave again. He still wasn't completely sure what doom had planned. 

"What do you know about these two girls called Hazel and Viviana?" DoctorDoom asked as he sat down at the table.

"Umm, well you know Hazel she is our boss. She is pretty awesome... just don't piss her off or sneak up on her. You remember when we were snatching purses in Vegas? Yeah she was the one who shot my toe! Viviana I am pretty sure you know as well, but since you asked she is pretty awesome too. She owns a bar over at the MGM Grand. Why do you ask?"

"Hmm, alright enough rest... lets go!" Doom yelled as he grabbed his keys and headed for the door.

Donatello followed Doom back down to the street and started to head over to the Speedster. 

"Nah we are taking a cab this time! I need gas and I don't wanna lose that parking spot" Doom said as he noticed where Donatello was headed.

It only took a few minutes for them to wave down a cab and hop in. Doom told the driver to take us to The MGM Grand as he jumped into the front seat. Donatello got in the back seat, kind of relieved to find out where they were headed finally. The MGM Grand sounded a lot more fun than the night he had been expecting; besides he still had a few things left in his old room there. Including his custom made suit. It wasn't easy finding a suit that looked good and fit around a shell. 

"I'll be back in two minutes!" Donatello jumped out and ran for the stairs almost before the cab was parked. He headed up to his old room and packed a bag with the rest of his stuff to take back to The Flamingo with him and quickly headed back down to the lobby to find DoctorDoom. He spotted him standing over near the bar as soon as he got back down the stairs and headed over. 

"Alright so, well it is convenient that I could finish getting my stuff and all but.. why are here? Also you never answered earlier, why were you curious about Hazel and Viviana?"

Doom still wondered how a turtle like Donatello could eat so much pizza, probably enough to just raid an entire pizza parlor but then again he probably gives so much money to a pizza parlor; or he could own one himself that day but once he had asked about Hazel and Viviana, Donatello explained calmly that the same girl who shot Donatello in the foot was their boss, well, new boss for Doom considering he had transferred crews during the free time he had, was mostly done by sending letters back and forth with DarGabrielson but it worked.

The duo finally decided to get their asses in gear and go outside to wave down a cab. A cab parked up on the side of the road and they hopped inside while they took a ride over to The MGM Grand while it was nearby, really Doom was just too lazy to drive and this would've been several times easier because of gas money. Some time passes and they arrive at The MGM Grand and Donatello instantly jumped out and jogged over to the stairs, maybe he had some things to get or had a girl waiting for him; Doom wasn't exactly sure how turtles had sex though.

"I'll be back in two minutes!" Donatello stated.

Doom went over to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey for his troubles. He sat down on the stool and relaxed until Donatello had finally came down the stair with a bag.

"Alright so, well it is convenient that I could finish getting my stuff and all but.. why are here? Also you never answered earlier, why were you curious about Hazel and Viviana?" Donatello asked.

"Why? Well, so we could have other people to get involved in jobs and it helps having an extra gun don't you think? I don't know how Hazel will pull through since you tried to rob her last time like a dumbass but I'm pretty sure I can smooth things over. Heh, you getting shot in the foot is still funny cause it means you messed with the wrong woman." DoctorDoom sat there and started having a laugh while Donatello stood there awkwardly looking at his poor toe that was shot at and needed to be stitched.

"We'll go and find them when we need them. Sound like a plan?" DoctorDoom asked.