Author's Note: Hello, this is my first TMNT story, I wanted to start with a one-shot but decided to a large chapter story instead. I'm still trying to learn more about TMNT so things may not seem right, or some characters may be OOC (Out Of Character). I hope you like this and give it a chance. Also I hope you get where I was going with in this chapter. Also this story takes place in the 2K3 series. Also I would like that thank TheIncredibleDancingBetty who is helping me with this story. Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Quiet Night

Silence filled the tunnels of the sewers of New York except for the occasional drips of water and the flow of murky water could be heard. The busy sound of cars and voices of people were drowned out by a large layer of concrete above. If one was to go deep enough they would not find alligators but another type of reptile. Carefully hidden behind a large wall was the home of our favorite turtles and rat sensei. Silence was what also could be found inside the lair. Each one of the turtles were scattered doing their own thing.

The sound of metal slicing through air indicated that the eldest brother, Leonardo, was training as usual in the dojo. He was surrouned by lit candles. Currently Leo's bandana was turned so the blue fabric was covering his eyes. Vision cut off Leo had to rely on his other senses to complete his exercise. Twirling a katana in his right hand he precisely made a horizontal slash, the speed of the metal effectively putting out the small flame. A few seconds passed before the upper part of the candle tipped over and plummeted to the ground. Smiling the leaf green turtle twisted the mask back, returning his vision and seeing his work.

Up in the second story part of the Layer the youngest, Michelangelo, was found with his back resting against a support pillar, one leg dangled over the ledge and a comic in hand. A smile plaster on his face as he read the latest Justice Force comic he was so eager to read. He was so engrossed into the reading material he didn't notice that a small ball of fluff meowed next to him. Looking up the sea green turtles couldn't help but grin as he saw his pet cat Klunk next to him. Reaching over he petted the small feline on the head, chuckling as he heard him purr. Retracting his head Mikey was caught off guard as his cat jumped and curled up into his owner's lap. Smiling once again he petted the feline before returning to his comic.

Inside a subway car on another side of the lair the second youngest, Donatello, was nestled in his lab working. Seated in his work chair the olive green turtle looked into a microscope. He focused intently on the sample he was viewing, making interesting hums. Pulling his head back he then wheeled over to his computer and started typing some notes. An enthusiastic grin on his face as he typed away, yes he was close in the latest project he was working on. He just needed to complete the prototype and test it before he could reveal it to the others. Finishing this section of notes Donny wheeled over back to the microscope. Picking up the current slide he then placed it in a clean container and locked it up. Once again he wheeled himself over to his workbench, where a small circuit board laid. Picking up some small pliers and a hot soldering iron Donatello began to work on the circuit.

Over by the TV area we find the last of the four brothers. The second oldest, Raphael, seated on the couch, remote in hand. He flipped through the channels; grumbling as he tried to find something to watch. The emerald green turtle had nothing to do and watching TV was his last resort, but sadly there wasn't anything on to his liking. He already got in a session with his punching bag, tuned his motorcycle as much as it was capable of. Heck he even tried to sleep but his body was wide awake. Soon his grumbling turned into a low growl; it was obvious the hothead was getting irritated by his current situation. Cursing at electronic tubes Raph the dropped the remote and stood up and walked to the DVD player.

For the past few days all four brothers were stuck in the lair by Master Splinter's orders. Things have been quiet on the surface, way too quiet for the wise rat's liking. The purple Dragons were staying under the radar and most surprising of all was that the Foot clan hadn't even made a peep at all. Recalling from past events of things going wrong when things were quiet Splinter explained to his sons that they were all to stay in the lair till further notice. There was some protest, since some of them had things they do on the surface. Yet in the end Splinter's words were final and they were all confined to their home. Things may have been quiet but it wouldn't remain like that for now.

Raph approached the DVD player and pressed the power button before looking over at the collection of DVDs they all had. Before he could even find one he liked, out of the corner of his eye he saw that the player wasn't on. Thinking he maybe didn't press it Raph pressed the power button again and waited. Once again nothing happened. Growling he started to rapidly press the same button over and over but got the same result.

"Stupid machine," The emerald green turtle muttered as he raised his fist and brought it down on the DVD player. Apparently too much energy was used and his fist dented the top, an audible cracking on the inside being heard. Hearing that Raph could only assume the obvious thing, "Great, now it's broken."

Deciding on the only thing he could do Raph took the device from its place, but raised an eye as he found the plug, which was on the floor. Apparently it didn't work because the device was unplugged. "Perfect," he spoke to himself, feeling dumb for not checking for the most obvious problem. Sighing he picked up the cord and headed for Don's lab.

Donny turned his head as the door to his lab swung open and in walked his hothead brother. The genius only had to take one look at what he held to know what caused this visit. "What happened now?"

"Thing wouldn't work," Raph responded as he dropped the DVD player on the workbench.

Don looked it over and was drawn to the obvious large dent on top, "Something tells me that this is the source of the problem," he sarcastically responded.

"Well no duh, shell for brains. It needs to be fix; I'm bored out of my mind here and its broken."

Don sighed as he rested his head on his hand, "Raph, I'm busy right now and don't have time for this."

"Come on Donny-boy, it won't take that long."

"That depends on what is actually broken on the inside, and besides my hands are full at the moment. I don't have time for this," Don explained as he leaned back in his seat.

"Come on; do this one favor for me?" Raph somewhat pleaded with his intellectual brother.

Don took a minute to ponder his options. If he did agree to fix the DVD player then chances are it would take him all day to repair it, thus pushing back his project once again. And there's no way he'd finish it if he kept doing that. But on the other hand if he turned Raph away his hotheaded brother would leave angry and an angry Raph meant destruction. Whatever got broke during his bout of anger would end up in his lab for repairs, which would add more to his work load. Sighing, he knew what had to be done.

"Fine, I'll fix it," pushing his current material aside. "You know Raph you should learn how to be considerate for others."

"I'm considerate," he responded, not sure what it meant as he turned and left the lab.

"Maybe conceited," Don muttered as he pulled the DVD player in front of him. "Not even a thank you." With a depressed sigh he reached into the drawls and pulled out his screwdriver and began working on taking the device apart.

On the rooftops of the darken city a lone Foot messenger was making haste. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop as he neared his first destination, a warehouse. Landing on roof he approached a tinted glass skylight. Raising his hand he taped a coded knock. A few seconds passed before one of the glass panels opened; revealing a Foot ninja. Him and the messenger both spoke to one another before the visitor reached into the satchel he had and pulled out a rolled up paper. Handing it over he then gave one last set of words before continuing his task.

Minutes later the messenger came across a small group of Foot ninjas, who were currently loading a van of hocked goods. They all stopped their work as they saw him approaching. The one in charge of the small operation approached the messenger. Like before a brief exchange of words occurred; followed by the messenger handing another rolled up piece of paper. Once the transaction was conclude the Foot messenger went on his way.

Throughout the night the lone Foot messenger delivered the same message to his brethren and was on his way to the last stop before returning back to headquarters. Near the pier the messenger came across one lone Foot ninja that was overlooking the docks. Landing on the warehouse roof the he was on the messenger walked closer.

"Our Master has given us new orders," he spoke out. "This is considered the up most importance."

Turning at the voice the lone Foot ninja responded, "How important?"

"All hands on deck important," the messenger responded coolly.

The Foot ninja raised an eye under his mask, interested on what he was hearing. It was rare to have an all hands on deck order, and when it happened something serious was going on. "Well on with it, what's going on?"

Nodding the messenger then reached into the satchel and pulled out the last rolled up paper. "We are to acquire the one in the picture," he held the paper out.

Taking it the Foot ninja unrolled it and looked at the image on, both eyes widen at the sight. "You can't be serious. This is considered important?"

"Yes, the orders came directly from the master."

"Why is this so important?"

He shrugged, "he didn't say."

The lone ninja shook his head as he looked back at the image that was handed to him. It was a photo that was taken from one of their cameras, what it capture was one of the four turtles that been interfering with their clan for so long. They all looked the same but the picture he looked at showed the turtle's purple mask.

"We are to search the whole city and capture the turtle named Donatello."

A/N: Hope you like, as I said I hope you got where I was going on the beginning of the chapter. I'm going to try my best to make this story good, so please leave a review and I'll upload the next chapter soon. Thanks.