A/N: I have decided to do a sequal to Stone Cold. I hope this can live up to its predecessor. But, that's left in the hands of you readers and reviewers. I would also like to thank my good friend Kari Blackfire (who is also my really good friend in real life) for helping me with some of the ideas and giving me suggestions. Thanks so much, Kari.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, only the plot and any OCs.


The realm of sleep was shattered by a sharp pain shooting through his neck. Leonardo jerked and groaned. He was sore and stiff. His body ached and his lungs screamed for air. Leonardo tried to sit up, but his head hit off of a hard surface just inches above him. Falling back, the blue masked turtle rubbed his head. He put his hands up, his skin coming into contact with cold stone. His heart plummeted. Panic instantly began to rise in his chest.

"No," Leonardo said, pushing against the lid. "No. No. No. Let me out!"

This wasn't happening. It couldn't be. The turtle pushed with all of his strength, but the lid wouldn't budge. He fell back, gasping for breath. Leonardo looked around, exploring his prison with his hands. His hands came to rest inches behind his head. He reached out to his sides and he managed to stretch them out all the way before his palms touched stone. Stretching his legs out, the tips of his toes just barely grazed the other end of the coffin.

Leonardo let his arms fall to his sides. He closed his eyes and concentrated on slowing his breathing down. He needed to stay calm. While he calmed down, Leonardo searched around for anything that would give him some kind of clue as to how he ended up in the coffin. However, he found nothing.

"Not even a shell cell," Leonardo muttered.

He placed a hand over his eyes and tried to remember the events prior to his capture. Sadly, he drew a blank. An horrible realization settled in his chest. Leonardo opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling that was hidden in darkness.

Is this how Raph and Don felt when they were buried alive? he wondered. No memory of how they got in that situation? No knowledge of if the rest of us were okay. I hope the others are safe.

Leonardo rubbed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath. He was beginning to panic again. To settle himself down, he breathed slowly, slipping into a meditative state. Perhaps he would be able to remember how he had ended being captured. However, his short meditation was broken when he felt something jab him in the side. Leonardo reached to his left side and felt something sticking out from his belt. Awkwardly, he pulled the object out. With his eyes adjusted to the dark, Leonardo could make out the shadow of a small glass tube. Whenever he moved it, a darker shadow inside the tube moved.

Fighting back his curiousity, Leonardo put the tube back in his belt. He always kept telling Michelangelo and Donatello that their curiousity would be the death of them. Leonardo closed his eyes again and took deep, calming breaths. He knew someone was looking for him. He just had to be patient.


Not the longest chapter, but oh well, it's only the beginning. The other chapters will be longer. Let me know what you think.

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