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Chapter 1: Abdominal Pains
The night was cloudless with a late winter chill still filling the air. And with the moon so big and full the night was crystal clear. If someone had been awake at this time of rest they might have noticed four dark shapes seemingly soar across the closely laid buildings. And strangely enough these shapes looked a lot like turtles.
"Hey Leo…guys wait up!" The last turtle yelled.
"Hold on guys Don's lagging." Leo sighed.
"Hey Donnie you ok? You've been behind for sometime." Another turtle asked, sounding concerned.
"I don't know Mikey." Don sighed, looking more than a little groggy. "For some reason I just feel really drained, I'm also cramping a little and it's really uncomfortable."
"Cramping, really? I thought I was the only one." The last turtle finally spoke up.
"You too Raph? Huh, maybe you're both coming down with something." Leo put in. The tiredness wasn't that unusual seeing as they'd been patrolling for a while but the cramping just sounded daft.
"I think your right Leo, maybe we should take them back to splinter. Besides I don't want to catch anything they've got." Mikey said backing away slightly.
"Gee thanks for the sentiments." Raph said right before he doubled over grabbing his stomach and letting out a small groan of discomfort.
"I think your right Mikey, come on help me get them back to the lair." So Leo and Mikey helped their brothers as now both were groaning at the slight pain in their midsections.
Leo and Mikey had managed to get their two groaning brothers back to the sewers. Upon entering the lair they called out to their master Splinter.
"My sons what has happened?"
"We don't know Sensei." Leo was the first to speak. "We were just doing the regular patrol, nothing to strenuous, when Raph and Donnie start complaining about these cramps."
"Donatello can you explain this further?" Splinter asked his son.
"It…it fells like… pressure in my… stomach." Don managed to ground out.
"And it hurts like HELL too!"
"Ah come on guys I think you're over exaggerating, I mean it can't be that ba-Ooff." Mikey was cut off in mid-sentence by a fist to his stomach.
"How's that feel then Mikey!" Raph yelled.
"Please my sons, it is obvious that you are in much discomfort. Raphael, Donatello, go lay down in your rooms. I will be their soon with some tea to help you rest. I feel sleep is the only thing will offer you comfort at this moment." The two boys nodded and slowly made their ways to their respective rooms.
As Splinter made his way to the kitchen while Mikey, figuring his job was done for the night, dropped heavily on the coach and began the ritual of flipping channels until he found something he liked.
Leo, on the other hand, followed his master into the kitchen. He knew splinter knew more than he was putting out. And being the kind of brother Leo was, naturally wanted to know what was ailing his to brothers.
"Master Splinter." Leo began. "Do you know what's wrong with Donnie and Raph?"
"I have a notion, but we will have to wait until morning to be sure."
Author's Note: This is my first Fan Fiction so please bare with me. It will heat up a little in the next chapter, so don't fret you'll learn what ales them in the next chapter.