Abraham Lincoln and a millenia old time traveling alien are standing in front of me. And a time machine. That looks like a police box. Whatever that is. And there's a portal open above New York City. "Wait...wait..." Donnie says from behind me. "The Doctor. I remember reading about you in the BPRD files. You tend to show up when something's going wrong and fix it. I read about you fighting off werewolves with Queen Victoria." "I totally should have read more when I was there." "You can read?" "Shut up, I'm smart." The Doctor beams at the mention of one of his adventures, but I turn back to my brother, "So you're saying this guy is legit?" "I mean I have no way of telling for sure," Don responds. "But I know of a man that called himself the Doctor. I figured it was just because they didn't know his real name." It's completely unbelievable. But then again, our existence is completely unbelievable, along with this attack on New York. I put my sword back in its sheath on my back and look back at The Doctor and President Lincoln, "Mr. President it's...uhh...and honor? Sorry, this is a bit of a strange thing for me." "The feeling is mutual, my friend," Honest Abe smiles and looks around at my brothers and our allies. "Doctor," I say nodding to him, "my name is Leonardo. These are my brothers Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo. And our friend Casey Jones. And that is Karai. We just met her. You say you've been around for over a thousand years, huh? Any idea what that is?" I point up to the portal.