Chapter 1- Nightmares
Leonardo dropped a bottle of clear liquid into his bag, zipped the bag and slung it over his shoulder. Then he blew out the candle on his bed side table. He slid out of is bed room and made his way to the elevator. He stopped at each of his brother's doors, first Michelangelo's. He paused and placed his ear on the door and smiled as her herd his youngest brother snore and mumble in his sleep. Next he stopped at Raphael's door. The deep breathing from the other side told Leo that Raphael was deep in sleep. Donatello's room was dead silent. He must be in his lab or…
"What are you doing up?" Donatello whispered from behind him.
Leo whirled around. Seeing don leaning against the wall opposite the door.
"I was… well… I was going for a walk… well more of a drive but…." Leo said.
"Yeah? Mind if I come with you?"
"Uhh, sure."
They walked in silence until they reached the car. Leo got into the drives seat and don took the passenger seat. They drove for a while the only sound was the radio, playing a collection of slow rock songs. Don slowly started to fall asleep.
"Drop me off here" Donnie said pointing ahead to an ally way. Leo nodded and pulled over.
"Night, don't stay out too late" don said as he got out of the car.
Leo drove off and parked a few blocks down in an alley behind a laundry mat and a Chinese restaurant. He got out of the car and, taking only the bag with him, climbed up to the top of the laundry mat.
On the top of the roof behind a vent was a small pile of blankets, and empty bottles. He sat down among the blankets and pulled the bottle from his bag. It was small; the label on it had been peeled away. He drew a needle from his bag and filled it with the liquid from the bottle. Then taking a deep breath he injected it into his arm.
He took another bottle from his bag; this one was whiskey that Leo had stolen from Casey last time they had been over at Aprils. He was getting extremely good at stealing things from underneath people nose. He uncorked the bottle and took a swig, then another, and another. He passed the majority of the night this way, and injection or two, a drink, a few painkillers more than needed, until he began to doze of leaning against the warm vent. As his eyes began to flutter closed he saw two men clad in black walking towards him before losing conciseness.