This story will contain multiple smaller tales about each of the main characters in the tmnt 2003 universe. Starting with Master Splinter! In honor of an admittedly very dramatic ending scene for the 2012 series.

These stories will be very different from each other. So don't expect anything! And have fun!

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~Splinter Needs a Doctor Part 1~

Scrapped knees, small cuts, road rash, broken bones, these are all things that one parent could say to another about happening to their little boys, and both would laugh.

….Up top they would laugh. Down here in the cold germ infectious muck of the sewers, Splinter couldn't afford the luxury to laugh anything off.

When the turtles were young and he was new to this intelligence thing tiny Leonardo got a cut on his ankle.

It was a small cut, and the baby was clearly in no more distress than a normal youngling would be in such circumstances.

And so like the rat and caring father he was.

Splinter licked the cut.

….It didn't work. Two days later and the cut had turned from an aggravating red color, to a bubbling yellow. Leo went from frantically army crawling along, to lying still in his cardboard bed.

Splinter needed help. He needed a doctor.

But how was he to find such a friend? Splinter thought about this as he tucked his boys in for the night. There was no need to tuck little Leonardo in. He hadn't left his bed all day.

Splinter reached for his very possibly dying little baby, when brief flashes of memory removed his vision. It happened sometimes, rarely, but always with satisfying results. For these memories were information. Precious bits of observations done through his rat self that made no sense to him then, but shaped the world for him now.

For a rat….No, a man, with no answers, these flashes meant everything.

Splinter watched with sightless eyes between the bars of a no longer real cage as a man with kind eyes and a white coat made his way over to one of Yoshi's student. The boy had broken his leg trying to perform a jump kick much too high and advance for his skill level. 'But such is the way of the young,' as his old master Yoshi used to say.

The man in the white coat lived nearby and had just returned from work. He kept the boy calm and breathing until a blinking red car arrived.

This man was a doctor.

Splinter's eyes came back into focus, just in time for him to realize that Michelangelo had just wet his bed.

…Alright clean the baby. And then look for a white coat. A white coat, means a doctor.

Splinter took to the streets that night, confident that he could return before any rashes appear on the precious younglings from sleeping in their own excess. He needed information, needed it so very badly. He didn't know what he was doing. These turtle young were man like. Like himself now. If he didn't find out how to care for Yoshi like young soon, they all were going to die.

…..No….. NO! Never! Splinter refused to give up. A white coat. All he needed was a white coat. And preferably some kind eyes to go with it.

Splinter was knelt on top of a roof looking down at a much emptier shopping plaza than it was just an hour before. Most of the shops were closed. But on the far side of the road one building still had some multicolored lights on, and loud human music playing. That place was still crowded.

Splinter stayed far away from that side of the street. He wanted to enjoy music, he really did. And he had swiped a mobile disc player and set it to play a few swiped discs. But so far the only one of those he'd enjoyed was the disc that played soft serene music.

Anything with a loud beat still made his heart race and his blood pump faster. In other words fear, they still made his body react in fear. Why do humans like to indulge themselves is things that cause their bodies to not calm down, for fun!?

Splinter didn't know, but he was determined to find out one day.

But for now he sat scanning the large chattering crowd near that very loud building from a safe distance. But none of these humans had a white coat, indicating their profession.

In fact these humans seemed to wear less than what Splinter was used to seeing, even despite this chill. No way were these humans doctors.

Splinter's ears twitched as he hears a familiar wail in the distance. In an instant his eyes cloud over and his thoughts stop as another memory takes him over.

"Hear that Splinter?" asked Yoshi as he sat cross legged on the outdoor walkway leading into his dojo. It was an early morning. Before seven as least, for seven was when the first of the most dedicated students for future protectors of the Ultrom arrive to help clean the place up for lessons.

Splinter strained his ears and listened from where he rested beside his master. Not because of the words his master said, but because there was something to hear.

*REEEEEEEROOOOOREEEEEROOOO*

"That's the sound of an ambulance Splinter," Yoshi explained, "They are mobile cars that take the people to a place where they can get help."

Splinter shook his ears in response.

"…. It's a shame Splinter, when humans need help they have a sound. A siren just for them. When the Ultrom need help, when they are hurt, they have no sound. Their pain is silent."

Splinter licked his paws and began rubbing them against his sensitive still twitching ears.

Yoshi smiled kindly and absently stroked Splinter's back as he continued. "If their pain must be silent, then I'll be silent with them. No one needs to remember me when I pass. There is no need. For I will be their silent siren, when no one else thinks of them."

Rat Splinter sneezed.

The world came back into focus for Splinter all at once. And it stayed that way. There was no re-adjusting needed. His mind didn't need to regain its bearings. Splinter knew what was real, and what was simply a memory.

After all, you can't smell in memories.

'That siren helps people! Doctors help people! That siren will lead me to a doctor! That siren helps people!' Splinter chanted this in his head as he raced towards the ever growing noise. And there it was, the ambulance.

It was small and white, with red flashing lights on top. A shape with two lines was painted on the sides of the vehicle. It looked like the shape Yoshi used to make when he blocked with two sticks during practice.

Not stopping his sprint Splinter jumped from the rooftop and landed perfectly several stories below on top of the ambulance. He landed nimbly and almost silently, only his claws scratching the metal surface produced any sort of noise.

The landing hurt his joints more than such maneuvers used to when he was a rat. That was something he was going to have to consider later.

Splinter crouched low on top of the speeding car and pressed his ears into his skull. The loud siren right next to him was hurting his ears and giving him a headache. But this was for the young ones. Anything for the young ones.

The Ambulance raced on through the chilled night air. Down one street, and then another, slowly through a light, and straight into a parking lot. Once in the more human crowded parking lot Splinter jumped from the slowing ambulance. He raced on all fours into a nearby bundle of bushes.

There were only two bushes. But it would have to do.

The ambulance stopped and two men jumped out of both sides. The back was opened and a weird bed holding a man was carried out into the open air. This was all well and good, but what Splinter needed was a whit-

Two men in white coats and blue suits raced out of the doors of the new, slightly smelly, giant building that the ambulance had parked right in front of. The white suited people immediately began running beside the men who were pushing the wheelie bed, Splinter assumed the white coats were simply talking to the other men as everyone raced inside. Didn't seem very productive…But…

…..DOCTORS!

Excited Splinter raced forward and stopped right before he entered the lighted area underneath the entrance to the doctor's home.

….. Now what?

A tiny turtle hand barley strong enough to grip his bony paw raced through his mind.

….I need a doctor.

So Splinter sat and waited. Once and awhile he wondered off to try a window. But all of the windows were more secured than any window Splinter had ever tried in his life. So most of the time was spent waiting in his bushes.

…His younglings might have woken up by now, needing food or a cleaning. And he wasn't there.

But neither would baby Leo be if he didn't get a doctor. Or at least doctor stuff, doctor information.

It was a good three hours later before another white coat finally stepped out of the building. It was a lady. With more fat one her than needed. Bad for movement, but good for winter.

…. Not that humans have to worry about that.

She takes her coat off, folds it nicely, and stuffs it uncaringly into her leather bag. Her hair is tied back but still very puffy. Her skin is darker than most the other humans, and much darker than Yoshi's. But that's for the best. It was always easy to see Yoshi at night.

…. A doctor.

The lady walks into the darkness of the parking lot. She B-lines it for a line of cars close by with yellow paint separating the cars instead of white.

Splinter follows close behind.

She makes it to a small, but very shiny, silver car and takes out her keys from that huge leather bag. The keys jingled in her hands, the sound makes Splinter pause, that familiar surge of fear that he can't seem to get rid of ripples through his body.

He gets closer.

The woman squints her large dark eyes at her car window. Splinter ponders why for a moment, before he makes out his fuzzy reflection in the tinted glass.

…Whoops.

The woman reaches into that endless bag of hers with quick reflexes, and Splinter strikes. The woman tries to bring out what looks like a little can, Splinter flicks it away with his tail as his arms move in to grab her wrists. He hears a *Hhisssssss* sound come from the small bottle as it's smacked away.

"So she was trying to spray me," Thought Splinter "like Yoshi did to the cat with that squirt bottle. But I am not a cat. And I am not afraid of water."

Splinter moves in and grabs her face before she can scream for more humans. He uses the one wrist he has trapped to spin her around before he jumps onto her back. He wraps his legs around her protruding waist and rests his thighs on top of her hips. He then let's go of her wrist and moves his remaining paw to her throat, he scratches gently, playfully, along her throat. Just to let her know what he could do.

"Don't move," he whispers into her ear. "I need a doctor. But there are more doctors than just you. So don't move, and walk to where I tell you to."

The woman moves closer to her car and leans Splinter against it like she's resting. She makes a sound between a wine and a grunt as she does this, but she doesn't nod. This doctor doesn't understand yet. Humans have to nod to show they understand.

Splinter tightens his hand around her mouth and her throat. He can feel two of his claws breaking just a bit of skin as they pierce the woman above and below her covered lips.

The woman's breath hitches.

"Nod if you understand me doctor. I need you. But if you don't do what I say I will eat you. And find a new doctor," Splinter whispered, his whiskers tickling the woman's neck.

Splinter wasn't sure if he would really eat her. It would be a good source of protein. Yoshi said all meat was important and full of protein. But this woman was human, and Yoshi was human. And he was supposed to be like a human now, so he didn't want to. That wasn't right for humans. But the woman nodded, so it was ok.

"Good good. You are a good doctor. Now walk to the right, into the dark. We can speak more there."

The woman was shaking, splinter could feel it. And it took him piercing her with the tips of two more of his claws against her neck before she would start moving. But he had done it. He now had a doctor. And she better help his baby.

Or she isn't worth being a doctor. Or even being alive.