Author's note: This is a new fic I'm writing. I know I haven't updated the others yet. Just be patient 'cuz I'm working on them. I wrote this when I was having a VERY bad day yesterday so be forewarned (according to my parents, I had a pyscological breakdown. I'm better now, but it's only because I wrote this!). The idea is old though so it shouldn't be too bad. Alright, maybe it is... This is the first part of the prolouge...meaning the prolouge has TWO parts. I separated them to create more suspense. That's what this fic's all about! Suspense, suspense, suspence! I don't know yet if the whole fic will be in past tense/third person or not. Both parts of the prolouge WILL be. Tell me your thoughts on this, alright? This is me in my darkest! Mwahahaha!

Disclaimer: The turtles & company do not belong to me but the plot is mine! Grrr!


If one person bothered to look up at the dark towering building known to enemies as Foot Headquarters, none of them showed any sign that they knew what was going on. To them, it seemed nothing was out of the ordinary. It was just another busy night in New York City. They would be right, but not in the way they see it. To four brothers, 'normal' meant fighting battle after battle against any enemy threatening the peace of their city.

Tonight was just the same. High above the city on the roof of Saki's skyscraper, a battle raged. To any outsider it would look like ciaos, four mutant turtles and a swarm of black-clad ninjas fighting almost senselessly. The odds seemed to be I the more numerous black-clad ninjas if this outsider knew nothing about the turtles surprising skill. Still, the observer might be correct in this assumption.

The four ninja brothers felt like they had been fighting all night. Only one was openly showing his exhaustion. The orange-banded turtle took out three surrounding ninjas in one strike before yawning hugely. The adrenaline from the fight was beginning to wear down and his movements had slowed. This seemed to be close to the limit to his boundless energy.

Donatello may have been as exhausted as Michelangelo, but he tried desperately not to show it. To an outsider, he might even look perfectly coordinated, but to his brothers, the slight decrease in the velocity of his bo staff was a sure sign of the purple-banded turtle's slowing reflexes. As if to prove this fact, an enemy's bo staff got passed his defenses and slammed into the side of his head. He landed hard on his knee a little winded, but otherwise fine. He retaliated quickly before standing again.

If Raphael knew of his brother's weakening, he did not show it. He had long gotten separated from his brothers and was busy with his own share of enemy ninjas. None of them stayed down long enough and if he took one out, another was sure to take its place. It was starting to grate on the red-banded turtle's nerves. In his fast-growing agitation, Raphael ducked, allowing a few attacks to pass harmlessly over his head to take out some of their own before performing a round-house kick. With a satisfied grin at his handiwork, he continued the fight.

Leonardo knew none of them would last much longer. At a gap in the fighting, the blue-banded turtle examined each brother in battle at his vantage point a few feet higher then the battle below. Fighting constantly for close to five hours straight in the dead of night was even causing his own weary muscles to rebel in protest. As a testament to his place as leader and eldest brother, Leonardo showed none of this. He would take this battle to its source and stop this mindless slaughter.

Unknown to all participants, things would not go as planned. The Foot Clan leader, Oroku Saki, better known as the Shredder to all who oppose him, had planned this day from the very beginning. There would be no happy ending this time for his sworn enemies. This day would be their downfall. He silently watched as a helicopter hovering above lowered a rope ladder down next to him.

Leonardo had arrived just in time to see the Shredder grab the rope ladder. Almost without thinking, the blue-banded turtle jumped and grabbed the ladder as well before the helicopter could get out of range. He held on as he tried not to think of the increasing altitude below him. He cringed anyway as at this height in enemy territory with no way to save himself except his own ninja instincts brought back his long since dormant childhood fear of heights.

The Shredder was only feet above him. He stepped down firmly on Leo's hand causing the blue-banded turtle to scream out before grabbing a lower rung of the ladder and wrapping his legs around the bottom. The crack of the bones in Leo's fingers beneath Shredder's foot brings a smile to the metal-clad tyrant.

"I hope you have got a brilliant escape plan, Leonardo, or you are going to end up making a face-plant on the street below." The Shredder taunted. Leo clenched his teeth and didn't respond as he waited for his enemy to remove his foot. A small twisting of Shredder's boot ground the bones together in Leo's hand. "Are you ready to fall to your death or do you wish to watch your failure first? The bomb should go off in a few more minutes."

"Bomb?!" Leo said. Shredder smiled at finally receiving a response from his most hated enemy.

"Yes a bomb. It'll blow the whole roof off of the building your brothers are still fighting my ninjas on." He said, delightfully watching his enemy's eyes widen in shock before turning to watch the building.

At Leo's brief distraction, the Shredder quickly sliced through each side of the rope ladder with his gauntleted fist below where his own hands had been placed. With a quick jerk of the booted foot still crushing Leo's hand, the whole bottom rungs of the ladder fell free. Leo's eyes widened in fear now when he realized he was in freefall. He searched franticly for anything that could help him just as the Saki building exploded, sending a shock wave through the air along with fire and rubble. Leo barely had time to acknowledge this before the force of it caused him to black out and fall, lifeless, down to the Earth below…


Author's note: So um.... what did you guys think? Don't kill me yet without knowing what happens next 'kay? You don't want to start massacering authors before finding out if it was worth the effort right? I know it's short and the second part of the prolouge will be short as well. Believe me it needs to be like this! Please review!