Okay, I don't own TMNT. If I did, it'd still be on and entertaining the world. Just a little background information here, this is set in the 2k3 universe, and the turtles are roughly around the ages of 19 and 20. If you like it, give me a little shout out if you will. Reviews are greatly appreciated.
His screams echoed off the walls. The days blurred together. He didn't know how long he'd been in this god forsaken place, and he doubted if he could survive much longer.
The people that worked on him smiled in sadistic glee as they cut him open. Each new cut oozed blood, every scream lessened his ability to talk, and every injection the poor
turtle received caused him to go into violent spasms. He couldn't feel his legs anymore, and he knew he couldn't escape. Memories of him and his brothers washed over him,
the only antiseptic he received. He could see himself beside Donny, watching his brother work had always fascinated him. He could almost feel every blow that Raph landed,
and he had never been happier. He could picture himself beside Master Splinter, trying to meditate and focus his inner chi. Leo had once told him, "If one of us goes down, we
all go down. So focus!" Those words were the only thing keeping him sane. He didn't remember his name anymore, only that he was test subject 47-2. He had been here for
so long, he was so tired. The men slowly stepped back, revealing the Shredder. "I want to thank you, Michelangelo for your continued support. Without your DNA, we would
never have been able to create our very own mutant turtles. Be proud Michelangelo, you've just helped create you and your brothers demise." His cackle sent shivers down
his spine. He could only silently pray for his brothers to rescue him.
"Mikey! Wake up Bro!" Raph had awoken to Mikey screaming in agony. It was the only sound his little brother made anymore. After his rescue from the Shredder, Mikey had
fallen into a coma. Everyone had dropped their normal lives to stay by his side. He had been gone for four months, he had survived unbearable tortures, and had been given
nothing to dull the pain. Nobody blamed him for not wanting to talk. The only thing they ever heard him utter were screams. They'd all awake to Mikey thrashing wildly in his
bed, screams ripping from his throat and his arms flailing wildly, trying to protect himself. They'd have to wake him before he did any damage to himself or others. Don was
doing everything he could, but he was an engineer, not a doctor. Leo tried to reach Mikey through mediation, but everyone knew you couldn't reach a broken spirit. Raph
couldn't do anything but watch, praying for Mikey to come back to them. The once unusual bright blue eyes that everyone had been a sucker for were now dull and gray.
They would walk him to the kitchen in the morning, only to see him merely stare at the breakfast they had provided. When it was time to train, he wouldn't move a muscle.
Sparring always ended in him sitting out, all because when you hit him he wouldn't fight back. The rest of the once lively turtles day would consist of sitting on the couch, the
TV playing static. Finally, once the day was done someone would cradle him in their arms and put him to bed, hoping that he'd finally have a break through tomorrow, only to
be disappointed when the mornings light provided no change. Don practically had to force vitamins and supplements down Mikeys throat just to keep him breathing. That was
an ordeal all its own, Mikey would violently shake his head and try to cough them back up. Eventually forcing Leo and Raph to pin him down and helping Don with the task.
"You see Michelangelo, we were able to genetically engineer twelve perfect specimens. Like you and your brothers, these children will be raised in the art of ninjitsu,
eventually becoming even more powerful then the creatures we used to make them. They will destroy you, and your pathetic family. I know what you're thinking, why not
just kill you all now?Well, for one thing, I have been living on this planet for ten centuries, whats another decade or two to me? And besides, there will be no greater pleasure
than knowing your own flesh and blood destroyed you." He could feel his brow raise in horror. This only made the evil utrom laugh harder, "Thats right Michelangelo. Your
children will destroy you and your pathetic brothers." The Shredder slipped into the darkness, leaving him to feel alone and scared. This wasn't the world that he had so
carelessly lived in before, before he had been captured. Tears sprung up in his eyes and he silently cried to himself. He wanted to go home and be with his brothers again,
make this whole experience disappear. A lone beacon of light flashed on the other side of the room. His eyes widened in horror as he looked upon twelve eggs nestled
together in an open incubator type machine. The tears came harder now, the whole situation to surreal for the youngest turtle to handle. He wanted to fade away, let the
oblivion swallow him up so his brothers would never have to know.
One of Mikeys flailing arms hit Raph in the eye, causing the hothead to rear back. "Sonofa!" Raph gritted his teeth and pushed the urge to punch Mikey down. It wasn't his
fault, technically. Finally he felt someone else's presence behind him. Don came rushing up, a sedative in hand. "How long has he been doing this?" Don looked at him with
worry in his eyes. "Long enough ta nail me in da eye." His thick Brooklyn accent jumbling some of the words. Donny only gave him a nod before he carefully administered the
drug. It took affect almost immediately. Mikey's arms relaxed and he snuggled deep into his pillow. Raph heard him whisper, "My eggs. Shredder." Before he curled back up
and fell into a deep slumber. Raph looked around him, the emptiness of the room a bitter reminder that their Mikey might never come back. He shook it off and went to tell
Don what he had heard Mikey say. Raph didn't have to look to hard for Don, he was back in his lab. His head buried in his work. "Yo, Brainiac!" Brown met amber as they
locked gazes. "What now Raph?" Donny halfheartedly threw himself back into his research. "Mike spoke, a little." He lifted his hands and signaled a little with his fingers. This
got Donny's attention, "What did he say? Anything could help at this point." Raph shrugged, "He said something about eggs, and Shred head." Don nodded before he flung
himself at his computer, "If I can hack into the foots database and do a search on eggs, maybe I can find something." "Want me to get fearless?" Don gave him a brief nod,
and then Raph was off.
They left him then, just to stare into the darkness. The light he had seen earlier slowly faded, leaving him to think of his mistakes. All the things he didn't get to do. His
brothers faces flashed before his images. He didn't want to leave them, he wanted them to know he would always love them. The face of his eldest brother seemed to be
speaking to him, but he couldn't make out the words. His vision began to fog up, but he could still feel his restraints being removed. His physical freedom was imminent, but
even he was unsure of his mental exemption. All he knew now was that his brothers had him, and that's all he really cared about.
Leo briskly entered with Raph on his heels, "What are we dealing with Donny?The red and blue turtles fixed their gazes upon their little brother. "I..I don't know." He
whispered, his eyes were wide in horror. "Yo, Don. Whats wrong?' Raph lay his hand onto his little brothers shell in comfort. "We..We're going to be..." Don choked on the last
word. Leo didn't understand what had shaken the purple turtle so, and he intended on finding out, "We're going to be what Don?" The second youngest didn't respond, his
eyes fixed intently on the screen. All he could do was shake his head in denial, this wasn't something physically possible for them. "Donny, you have to tell us whats going on.
Can you do that?" Leo leaned down and looked Donny in the eye. "Uncles." He whispered, the horror written across his face. "Say wha? Don that's impossible." Raph seemed
taken aback, but he was still wary. "You cant be serious." Leo shook his head, "Tell me you're joking Donny." The eldest brothers looked at him then, begging for this to be a
flaw. They couldn't handle Mikey as it was, God knows they couldn't handle a kid. "Im..Im not kidding. We're going to be uncles, and Mikey. Mikey's going to be a dad." Their
breaths hitched in their throat as they all looked at each other. "How many Don?" Leo broke the silence, his voice distant. "Twelve, but the Shredder has them." He cleared
his throat then, "We're going to rescue them." The brothers head snapped in Dons direction, their eyes wide, "Donny, are ya crazy!? Ya want us ta risk ar lives fer eggs?"
Raph stood tall, using his stance to intimidate his brothers. "Yes, Raph. I'm serious. We lost Mikey, I'm not losing them to." Don met his gaze and rose to his height. "We
haven't lost Mike! He's just outa it right now!" Leo had never witnessed Raph and Don fight, but he quickly placed it out of his head and sided with Don. "Raph, I agree with
you. We still have Mikey, but what kind of brothers would we be if we let his children grow up with the Shredder?" Raphs eye twitched just a little before he set in on them,
"Shell fer brains ain't even semi aware of whats goin on around ere! What makes ya think he'll care what happens to 'em!?" He drew his sais and kept glaring at his two
brothers. Don approached him slowly with his hand outstretched and his voice cool and collected, "You said you heard him whisper about them. What if that's whats keeping
him from speaking Raph? They could be the key to the old Mikey." Raph let out a small growl before he placed his sais back into his belt and nodded, "Fine. When are we
going?" Leo made this decision, "As soon as possible. We wont let him hurt our family anymore."
Master Splinter studied his sleeping son. His brothers had whirled around him giving a brief explanation about eggs and the Shredder before bolting from the lair. He did not
know what was going on, but at this moment Michelangelo needed him more than his brothers did. His youngest sons thoughts had been jumbled and scared, flashing images
of the Shredder and the Foot torturing him filled his mind. An image of eggs flashed through Mikeys mind, causing him to let out a groan of fear. "Hear my voice my son. You
are safe now. Let these demons bother you no more." A furry hand lay itself across Mikeys face, instantly relaxing him, "This will be a long recovery, but I have faith you are
still in there somewhere, Michelangelo."
On the other side of New York Leo, Raph, and Donny were all making there way into Shredders lab. The trip had been quiet, and Raph had grown suspicious. They had
entered the building on the thirteenth floor, and so far hadn't encountered any ninjas. "Am I da only one who's nervous ere?" He hissed at his brothers, but neither of them
answered. Don was successful in hacking a private elevator on the seventeenth floor, this elevator could take them directly to the floor the eggs were in, twenty five. Once
they had arrived, they discovered the lab to be empty. "Again, am I da only one gettin a weird vibe from dis place?" He didn't know why they were so intent on saving the
stupid eggs. Leo gave him the signal to be silent, "Don, check the area. Make sure this isn't a trap. Me and Raph are going to get the eggs." The three turtles nodded as they
took off in separate directions. Raph was the first to make it to the egg bed, and he quickly reached out and grabbed the closest one. The moment he held it in his hands he
was in awe, this could be his niece or nephew. This was a part of his baby bro, and he hated himself for ever not wanting to save them. "Leo! Raph! Get away from there! Its
rigged with explosives!" Instinctively Raph wrapped himself around the small egg, making sure not to harm it in any way. Leo did the same with the two he was holding. Both
brothers turned their shells towards the egg bed as it exploded.
Images of his brothers being murdered by the Shredder's hands flashed in front of his eyes, his eggs went up in flames as an explosion rocked the lab, his whole family dying
there in the foots lab. He was powerless to stop his families demise. Mikey woke in a sweat, Master Splinter nodded to his son. "Your brothers need you my son, go to them."
Mikey bowed as he left, "Thank you Sensei." Mikey threw himself into the dojo to grab his nunchucks. "I hope I'm not to late." He whispered to himself as he fled the lair in
search of his family.
Raph woke up with a splitting headache. The imprint on the wall behind him told the magnitude of the explosion. He quickly checked on the safety of the egg. He inspected
the egg closely, and was relieved to see that it was unharmed. Raph gently hid the egg behind a large piece of debri, just to be safe. His body protested as he slowly got up.
Raphs entire body was sore. He looked towards Leo and the two eggs he had managed to save. Raph was about to inspect them as well, but an all to familiar gauntlet
scooped them up. The red turtle could barely look up, but he managed to see the Shredder give the eggs to a foot ninja with the command to get them as far away as
possible. "He is gonna pay for what he did ta Mikey and da eggs." Raph mentally growled. "Donny? Ya ok?" Raph checked on his baby brother. Dons hand could be seen
giving him a thumbs up, "Yea, you and Leo?" Raph took a quick glance at fearless before he called back, "Peachy." A hand grabbed Raph by his plastron and hauled him up
like a ragdoll, "Not for long." Raph came face to face with the Shredders glowing red eyes. He saw the claws coming towards him, but Raph stopped fearing death a long time
ago. He gently closed his eyes, but the pain didn't come. Instead, he hit the ground, hard. Looking for his savior, Raph noticed Mikey. He and the Shredder were sprawled out
on the floor, Mikey was savagely beating the Shredder. There was no remorse in the way Mikey threw himself into it, it was a pure animistic rage. He was grateful, but at the
same time scared. That wasn't how he remembered his baby bro. Mikey lifted up his nunchucks in one final blow, the metal and wood made a sickeningly loud clang as the
clashed together. The Shredders helmet flew across the room before it finally rolled to a stop.
Finally, the young turtle fell back. Tears rolled down his green blue cheeks as he curled into a little ball. He looked at the egg bed, its destruction took away a piece of him.
Raph quickly uncovered the egg he had saved and walked up behind him. "Mike, we're here fer ya. Ya just gotta talk a lil." He sat beside him, rubbing his shell soothingly. "My
eggs." Was all that he could manage, the rest came out in whimpers. "Ya mean like dis one?" Raph quickly laid the small cream colored egg before Mikey. He let out a small
gasp as his hands wrapped around the egg, and he gently brought it to rest against his plastron. Sobs of joy racked through Mikeys body as he rocked back and forth,
nuzzling the fragile little egg with his beak. The spectacle brought tears to Raphs eyes, and unbeknownst to them, Leo and Don also had tears streaming down their face.
Everyone made a circle around the happy orange turtle and smiled. Raph had thought after the attack on Shredder, Mikey would be a heartless maniac like him. Yet, Mikey
had managed to redeem himself just by caring for a teeny tiny fragile object that didn't even know it was being hugged. "Come on guys, lets go home."
The three brothers all peered into Mikes room. Their baby brother was sleeping soundly, his egg carefully placed on the far side of the room in a home made egg bed. Mikey
had fussed about the arrangement for at least an hour before he was pleased with it. He had a small box filled with sand and one patch of soft moss. The heat lamp Don had
quickly thrown together gave the egg a nice and warm environment, to Mikeys taste of course. There was just one thing that was bugging everyone. "Alright! I'll say it. What
makes ya tink knuckle heads gonna make a good dad?" Raph looked to his brothers as they silently walked into the living room. "Thats a question I've been pondering as well
Raph. I mean, hes such a goofball, what if he raises this rebellious and spiteful little kid who hates us all?" Donny quickly shared his own concerns. "Someones going to have
a talk with him about how being a parent isn't all fun and games." "That will not be necessary Leonardo." Master Splinter hobbled into the room. His calm brown eyes focused
on his sons. "Out of all of you, Michelangelo will make the best father. He shows compassion towards all beings, and being a parent means loving another being more than
you love yourself. Michelangelo is quite capable of this. He will mess up, yes, but with you three by his side he will correct those mistakes. This child will bring you four even
closer together." He stopped and carefully sat down beside them, "This will be one of the most difficult things you four will ever face, but it will also be one of the most
rewarding. Now my sons, go to bed. It is late and tomorrow is a new day. Michelangelo is finally home."
Happy ending! So far :) But, Id love to hear what you guys have to think. Im currently debating on a million names right now. So if you'd be so kind, give me a few suggestions. One boy, and one girl name please :) I still don't know the gender of the baby. Thank you so much for reading! As of right now, this will be updated weekly.