Taken

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The first thing he noticed upon reentering the land of consciousness was excruciating pain throbbing through his head. It's always the head, he thought in dismay. He swore if he didn't get smacked in the skull so many times he'd have the brains of Albert Einstein, or something.

Michelangelo groaned softly as he raised his hand to his temple, his eyes cracking open slightly. He blinked a couple of times before regaining his focus, and found himself meeting the relieved gaze of his older brother.

"How do you feel?" Leonardo asked, concern, as usual, evident in his voice.

"My head hurts," Mikey responded as he regarded the room they were apparently being held captive in. The cell was small, furnished with damp, stone walls, a hard, concrete floor and a large, presumably locked, metal door. "When did we check in to the Motel 6?"

Leo sighed and leaned his head back against the wall. "We were jumped while patrolling the city. You were shot with some kind of tranquilizer dart and…"

"Oh that explains why my head is killing me!" Mikey interrupted.

"No…that's probably because they dropped you on your head when they threw us in here."

"Oh." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "At least the Motel 6 has HBO, and a window, we don't even have a damn window! I'm so complaining to the front desk when we check out of here."

"The men that took us out were pretty heavily equipped," Leo continued. "They were armed with rifles, pistols, and machine guns."

"Any idea where we are?" Mikey asked.

"No," Leo responded. "They sedated me shortly after knocking you out."

"Hmmm…they took our masks." Mikey noted as he scratched his head.

"And the rest of our equipment."

"How will we tell each other apart without our masks?!"

"You should probably be taking this situation a bit more seriously, Mikey." Leo scolded.

"But Leo, cracking jokes is what I do! Your role is to lead and come up with plans and my role is the comic relief. I mean honestly, I don't know how to strategize; I have no experience. Well I suppose there was that tactics mode in Soul Caliber III, but that was really more of a 'hit the bad guy over and over with the same move' kind of thing than a real strategy game…"

Leonardo gave him a dark look. "We're in a dangerous situation, Mikey. We don't know who these guys are or what they want from us."

"Raph and Don will find us. I bet they're hot on our trail as we speak."

"If they can find us," Leo sighed. "They left behind our communicators."

"Well…crap then!" Mikey shifted slightly, attempting to find a more comfortable position on the cold floor. "Ah well, I have the utmost faith in your ability to get us out of here Leo."

"I still wish you'd be more serious, Mikey." His request was met with a "pfft" and Leo sighed in agitation. "Look, if you took your training a bit more seriously we might not even be in this mess!"

"Oh come on Leo," Mikey begged. "Please don't lecture me now. Besides, you got caught too and…"

"Only because you were being held with a gun pressed against your head, I had no choice but to surrender!" Leo felt a tang of guilt for sharing the truth as the expression on his little brother's face fell, but only a tang.

"Gee Leo…I didn't know..I…I didn't mean to..."

The two brothers were suddenly alert as a loud scraping sound filled their cell. The door was being pushed open.