All across the streets of New York City, millions of people came to a standstill. Traffic cops stood with their mouths open. Street cleaners froze midsweep. Buses and cabs paused in gridlock, their drivers unaware that the traffic light had turned green. Life as they knew it had suddenly stopped. People everywhere stood staring at the Technodrome as it loomed over them.

High above the sea of frightened faces, the Turtles found themselves hang gliding directly into the airship’s line of fire.

“I think I speak for all of us when I say . . . AAAAH!” Mikey shouted.

“What the heck is that thing?” Raph asked.

“It’s the end of the world!” Leo answered.

“Actually, it’s just the end of humanity’s reign as the planet’s dominant life form, ” Donnie said. “Like when the dinosaurs—”

“Now? Really?!” Leo yelled, cutting Donnie’s lecture off. “You’re gonna do this now?”

“Well, excuse me, but it’s how I deal with stress!” Donnie yelled back.

“Well, maybe it doesn’t have weapons!” Raph said uncertainly. “Does it look like it has weapons?”

Just as the Turtles started to study the Technodrome, a huge three-pronged laser cannon emerged from the ship’s main weapons hatch. It made a mechanical whirring noise and then blasted an energy bolt directly at them!

“I think it has weapons!” Leo screamed. “Evasive maneuvers!”

“Right!” Mikey agreed.

Using a strong gust to push forward, the Turtles soared through the air, banking their gliders on a diagonal away from the Technodrome. They acrobatically rolled through the crosswinds, flying over the vulnerable city.