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him disappear off the side and threw his grappling hook expertly. The rope caught Casey just in time! He dangled inches above the rushing tracks.
    Raph hauled Casey up, grabbing his partner’s hand to help him back onto the train’s roof.
    â€œThanks, Raph,” Casey said.
    â€œNow we’re even,” Raph replied.
    Raph and Casey fought the wind, stomping toward their target with determination. The bot had made its way to the front of the train. A station overpass, an enclosed walkway with big windows, loomed ahead. This was the bot’s chance to escape to the surface.
    As the nose of the train crossed under the walkway, the Transmitter Footbot vaulted itself upward, crashing through a window.
    Casey wasn’t going to lose him. He launched himself, and the momentum of the train carried him into the overpass. Casey landed on his feet and immediately started swinging. The bot dodged this way and that to avoid Casey’s swinging baseball bat.
    Raph stormed in, bumping into Casey because the hall was so narrow. Ticked that he didn’t have enough room to move around and hit the bot, he yelled at Casey: “Outta my way!”
    The Footbot broke free, trying to make a run for it, when Casey lashed out with his last hockey stick. He was too wide again!
    Raph rolled forward and kicked the Footbot hard in its metal midsection, its spindly body clanging down the stairs and into an abandoned subway station.
    Not one to be outdone, Casey snuck around Raph, grinding down the stairwell rail on his skates. “I can take this robot down myself!”
    Raph smirked. Seemed like all the friendly courtesies were out the window when it came to who would be first to wreck the robot.
May the best man—or
Turtle
—win!
    Casey chased the bot through the turnstiles, and Raph somersaulted in a few feet away. He threw his
sai
at it and—
    THA-CLUNK!
    The blade pierced the Footbot’s shoulder, pinning it to a pillar. It quickly pulled itself free, its circuits still sparking from the hit, and bolted toward the main exit stairwell.
    â€œIt’s going for the street!” Casey shouted.
    â€œWe can’t let it get away!” Raph insisted.
    Raph and Casey pursued it up the stairs, but it was clear they weren’t going to reach it in time. Not in a foot race to see who could get there first. The robot had gotten too much of a lead.
    If they were going to destroy this bot, they’d have to work together.
    Raph grabbed Casey and threw him through the air as hard as he could. Before Casey knew what was happening, he was a human missile flying toward the Footbot. He quickly released his homemade electroshock weapon from underneath his pads.
    BZZZZZT!
    Casey Jones landed on the bot and fried its malfunctioning frame. After a series of hissing pops, the exoskeleton stumbled down the stairs to the platform. Raph added a finishing touch: a
sai
right through its metallic skull.
    The Footbot sputtered and finally powered down, steam and smoke billowing from its junked frame. It was offline for good, and the Turtles’ location was safe.
    An exhausted Casey Jones returned to
    Raph’s side. “That … was … too close,” he
    wheezed.
    â€œYou’re a pretty good fighter,” Raph admitted.“Sure, you’re raw, unfocused, dangerous, and crazy. But you’re not bad.”
    â€œThanks,” Casey replied, pulling up his mask. Coming from the angriest, meanest Turtle in the world, he knew that was a huge compliment.
    They slapped hands.

With all the dismembered robot parts on the floor, the Turtles’ lair looked like a scrap yard.
    Leo hacked two Footbots to pieces. “Is that all of them?”
    Master Splinter lunged at the last remaining Footbot as it crept up behind Leo. He took it out with one swift swing of his sword. “Yes,” he said, calmly pulling his blade out of the bot’s sparking backside. “That is all.”
    â€œWhat