Chapter 1: News for the Forgotten.

"In further news, the renowned scientist, Flynn Darkseid, has been jailed for illegal experimentations. Royal Enterprises, his employers, stumbled upon his horrifying lab nearly three days ago, finding underfed hostages and results of tests too explicit to show on television-"

The news reporter looked into the camera as he gave his report, his voice echoed from the bright screen of the television and into the dark underground Lair.

There was a worn out leather couch situated in front of the screen, where heavy snoring resonated.

It was a strange sight to anyone who didn't know Michelangelo Hamato. Yes, the dashing, heroic, ninja extraordinaire spent his time playing video games and watching TV during 'off' days or when crime wasn't as prominent- especially during the holiday season of wintery goodness and most of all, Christmas!

But Michelangelo, or more commonly known, Mikey was much more than just a ninja of pure awesomeness, he was also a humanoid terrapin- or a mutant ninja turtle, if you wanted to be specific.

The bright green turtle hugged the couch pillow close to him as he mumbled into its feathery surface, a bit of drool streaked across his cheek and soon he was back to snoring loudly. His dreams were filled with pleasantries such as saving the damsel and flying across the city with his hero the Silver Sentry. Mikey twisted around, tangling himself in the his blankets before tumbling to the ground in a sudden woosh.

THUD!

"Gah! Dude..." Mikey sat up from his spot on the floor, rubbing his head. It was uncool that his dream got interrupted by his intrusive sleep. He rubbed his head and stood up, baby blue eyes glanced around as he focussed on the blaring screen of the television. Mikey slowly wiped the drool off his mouth and switched the tv off.

"What a bummer and I was having such an awesome dream too-" he yawned, stretched and gathered up his blanket before heading up the stairs of his sewer home. He could, perhaps, catch some shut eye back in his room.

The orange banded ninja silently trudged up to his room, holding his breath, if he woke up one of his brothers there would be serious shell to pay, and if there was one thing he didn't want early in the morning- it was a beat down by his ever-loving brother, Raphael. Mikey bumped his room door open and took a deep breath of the unearthly smell, his wonderful piece of art, his domain of solitude. Mikey dumped his blanket on his bed, which was littered with comics and junk food, and then prepared to take a swan dive into his warm goodness. That is until nature made her call- he blew up his cheeks and crossed his legs.

Too much Mountain Dew!

With a yell and a whine he bolted for the bathroom, shutting the door with a bang.

Raphael jerked awake in his hammock, his golden gaze moved to his alarm clock, which has seen better days to be honest, and narrowed his eyes. He covered his head with his pillow and growled. Leave it up to Mikey to completely and utterly wake up everyone else with his need to pee.

The olive skinned turtle shut his eyes, trying to embrace the tired fogginess again, just attempting to sleep- only he couldn't as his room door opened and the hallway light flooded into his cozy room.

"Raph, wake up. It's nearly time for training-"

A snarl emanated from his throat as he sent his pillow flying at the door. It didn't take many guesses to know that the emerald turtle standing by his door was Leonardo, or 'Fearless' if you will.

"Very mature- only you missed me by a few inches. Just proves that you could use more practise."

Raph shot up, his eyes on fire, "It's too damn early in the friggin' mornin' fo ya shellin' arrogance! Go botha someun' else!"

His shout made his older brother wince a little before he rolled his eyes and walked off, "See you in the kitchen, hothead" Raph groaned and flopped back into the security of his hammock and blankets. Five more minutes won't kill them.

Leonardo Hamato, the head of the family and the leader of his four-brother team, shook his head as he made his way to the kitchen.

His eyes held worry and concern and fear as he headed over to the kettle. Flicking the switch he leaned down, nursing a headache- why his brothers had to be so difficult sometimes was beyond him but he couldn't imagine life without them. Which was why Christmas was the perfect opportunity for all of them to express their brotherly love with the exchanging of gifts and pleasantries. The season to be jolly, created a comfortable space for all of them not to feel their macho-ness is under attack. To Leo he could provide them all with gifts that showed he wasn't just the turtle with a stick up his ass.

Cerulean eyes directed their attention to the bubbling of the kettle, the noise made him forget his thoughts momentarily as he poured himself a steaming cup of Earl Grey tea, seeing as they were out of his preferred beverage, green tea. He lifted the delicate cup to his mouth and took a sip, relaxing his shoulders and feeling the pressure in his head fading away. He could now think clearly.

Leo moved from the kitchen to the old worn out dining table, he sat down and rolled out his shoulders, ready to start the day with a to do list. Casually he dotted down things to be do done.

Pre-training meditation.

Short but sufficient training session with guys.

Post-training meditation

Wrap presents-

Hide presents.

Let's see, new leather wraps for Mikey's nun-chucks and also the newest issue of Hellboy, at least I think it was Hellboy- if I'm wrong I have the proof of payment so he can just trade it. For Raph, I have a new punching bag alongside polish for his sais, he had been complaining about their state, hopefully he appreciates it.

For Donnie, knee and elbow pads, and-

"Shell! I completely forgot to pick it up!" Leo smacked his forehead, how could he be so disorganized to forget his second gift for Donnie. April was most likely still holding it in her shop, since the mailing address was hers.

"What did you forget?" A curious voice came from across Leo and he saw his younger, purple wearing brother, Donatello, sit down with a fresh coffee in his hands.

His eyes merely widened in slight surprise, he had been so caught up in his thoughts he hadn't even heard Donnie come in.

Donatello, the genius of his crazy family, took a sip from his coffee and watched his brother Leo with peaked interest. It was rare that his brother looked so distraught and even slightly guilty. His red-brown eyes zeroed in on his brother before chuckling and drinking form his mug again. "It must be really bad if you look so surprised to see me." An amused smile formed on his face as he waited for Leo to answer.

Leo cleared his throat and tried to regain as much dignity as he could before Donnie found it in his abilities to bruise is already dented ego.

"I had a package to pick up from April's-" Leo admitted.

Donnie swirled his cup, "Oh? What is it?"

" It's none of your business, that's what it is." Leo sat forward, trying his best not to look like an idiot.

Donnie raised his brow, his older brother was known to be secretive now and then, but never good at lying directly to them, especially when he was caught red-handed. But, Donnie saw it fit to let him be. Whatever it was, the truth would be revealed soon.

"Alright-alright," he defended,"I won't bug you."

The leader of the odd band of brothers gave a curt nod and sat upright, before getting up. "I'll be in the Dojo, meditating. The three of you should be there in about half an hour." Donnie downed the last of his coffee and offered a more timid smile, "No problem, Leo. I have some wiring to do before our session anyway." He rose himself, the chair scraping on the ground. Donnie's eyes followed Leo as he disappeared from sight. What was that turtle up too-

Highly trained ninja and I can't even fool Donnie. Why does he have to be so- deducting. Here's the game plan, I will take them out on patrol tonight and then casually mention a game of ninja tag, then I would nominate Mikey to be the seeker, he gets distracted enough for me to break away and make a quick detour to April's place. Yes, I think that would do rather nicely.

Leo smiled to himself as he made his way to the Dojo, he really did impress himself sometimes. All he needed now was his thoughts to be cleared by his usual meditation session.

By tonight he could put his plan to use.

A/N: Not my first fanfiction, but definitely the first planned out one. This is book 1 of 4.

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Don't own the turtles or Hellboy.