An: Hello and welcome to my newest story. I Hope you like it. Please let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own TMNT!

The night was pitch black as a lone shape sped across the rooftops. Thunder cracked and lightning lit up the sky, illuminating the strange figure as it came to an abrupt halt. In the light, you could clearly make out the shape of what seemed to be a large turtle. This was no ordinary turtle though... it was the youngest of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. None other than Michelangelo. As the sky ignited once more, the light reflected off the tears streaming down the young turtles face. The clouds opened up and released the rain almost as if they were sharing the pain housed within the youngest turtles heart. A muffled sob escaped Mikeys lips as he sank down to sit at the edge of the building. His foot slipped but the teen managed to pull himself back before he could fall. Being a turtle, Mike would most likely survive the hundred foot drop into the swirling waters of the East river... if he was in perfect health, but probably not without serious injury.

Another cry escaped his throat as he thought back on the events that had led up to him sitting here... alone... in the pouring rain. "Why?! What did I do wrong? I just wanted to make everyone happy! Would they be glad if I didn't come home? Maybe if I'm not there... they'll be happier".

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Enter Flashback

Morning training had just ended and Mikey raced to his room. He had been working on a surprise for his bros all week and today was the day he would put it all into motion. For about a month now, the youngest had noticed his older brothers drifting farther apart and was constantly worried that if this continued a major fight would break out. He was afraid that if and when that happened, one or maybe all of his brothers would leave and never come back. So to prevent that scenario from occurring Mike had come up with the idea to have a family togetherness day. As soon as he thought of it the fun loving turtle made straight for his Sensei's room to ask his advice on the matter. Master Splinter had thought it was a good idea and agreed to keep it a secret from the others. Mikey had begun planning immediately and now... everything was set. There would be movies, boardgames and even homemade pizza that Mikey had lovingly prepared. To top it all off Mikey had found an old chest. He proceeded to place various mementos in it that he had saved ever since he was a turtle tot. These were some of his most treasured items, each containing a cherished memory of his time spent with his bros. After filling it with the precious memories Mikey wrote a long list of clues before heading out to bury the treasure. In the fun loving turtles opinion, the scavenger hunt was his best idea by far. Once his bros found the treasure and remembered all the awesome things they had done together, he was sure they would remember what family was truly about.

Once he returned home Mikey made his way to his oldest brothers room. He knocked on the door before quietly pushing it open. Leo was sitting on the floor surrounded by about a dozen flickering candles. Mikey grinned mischievously when he noticed his eldest brother was in deep meditation. Being extremely careful not to make any noise, he tiptoed over and crouched right in front of his big bros face. About ten minutes later Leo blinked open his eyes.

"BOO!" Mikey yelled loudly.

"AHH!" Came the reply from Leo, before shouting "Mikey, what the shell"!

"Sorry bro, I couldn't pass up such a golden opportunity." The orange banded turtle apologized to his seething brother... even though he didn't really mean it.

"You know you're not to disturb me while I'm meditating!" the eldest sighed in frustration.

"Oh, but I didn't." Mikey explained cockily. "I waited till you were done"!

"Mike," Leo started to lecture. "I know you're just having fun... but you're not a child any more. You should seriously think about acting your age. Now I need to go work on the new kata Master Splinter taught us this morning, and you'd better not bother me while I'm doing so".

"But Leo," Mikey said excitedly. "I planned out this epic..."

"Not now, Mikey!" Leo cut in. "I'm not in the mood to hear about any of the pranks you plan to pull on Raph"!

"That's not..." Mike started to explain but was again cut off.

"I said not now!" Leo shouted as he turned and walked out the door.

Mikeys shoulders slumped as he watched his eldest brother angrily walk away. "Fine," he thought to himself. "I'll tell him about it later".

Mikey perked up as he ran toward his genius brothers lab. He was so excited that he burst through the door without stopping. Because of how fast the youngest was running he couldn't stop in time and ended up crashing into one of his brothers new inventions. A loud clanking was heard as it hit the ground, shattering into several pieces. Donnie looked up from his current project, a frightfully fierce expression on his normally docile face.

"MIKEY!" Donnie screeched as he bent over the demolished invention. "How many times do I have to tell you before you get it through your thick skull. No running in the lab"!

"I didn't mean to Donnie! It's just that..."

"Just leave me alone!" Don interrupted. "And get out of my lab! I have a lot of work to do today so I don't have time to mess around with the likes of you"!

"I was just going to tell you..." Mikey tried again.

"Why must you always act like a kid?" Donnie cried in frustration. "You're fifteen Mikey... not four, so stop acting like an idiotic toddler"!

"I know how old I am bro, I just..." the youngest never got to finish his sentence.

Don grabbed his little brothers arm and roughly dragged him to the rooms entrance. "OUT"!

Mikey watched in shock as the lab door slammed shut in his face. Tears threatened to fall as he turned away. He refused to let himself cry however, as he set his sights on the garage where he knew Raph would be. As he entered he saw his temperamental brother tuning up his shell cycle. He approached cautiously, hoping Raph was in a good mood. Mike's hand was about a foot away from tapping his bro to gain his attention when his arm was seized and he was thrown across the room. He landed on his shell with a loud thud, a whoosh of air escaping his lungs leaving him gasping. The youngest turtle lay there for a minute before returning to his feet and walking over to his enraged brother.

"If you're here to pull a prank, Mikey..." Raph growled, "it didn't work. So why don't ya get lost already"?

"Raphie, wait." Mike cried desperately, "I wasn't..."

"I don't want to hear ya excuses! We all know that's all ya ever do! Pull pranks! Make fun! Fool off! I'm sick of ya always messing around!" Raph glared at him.

"I... I... just wanted to tell you something." the youngest whispered sadly.

"Then tell me whatever stupid thing ya want to tell me, so I can get on with my life!" the second oldest yelled angrily.

"I've got a new movie and was wondering if you'd like to watch it with me." Mikey said ignoring the dark look his bro was sending him.

"See, this is what I mean!" The elder turtle snarled. "It's all fun and games with ya. Even when we're fighting for our lives, you're over there taunting the enemy and making things worse for the rest of us".

"I'm sorry I..." the orange clad teen apologized. "I didn't mean to".

"Of course ya didn't! You never do! Why don't ya just... GROW UP ALREADY!" Raph yelled.

Mikey turned and ran, tears streaming down his freckled face. He didn't stop till he reached his room and slammed the door. The young turtle opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out the event plans, scavenger hunt clues and a blank piece of paper. Picking up a pen he started to write.

To my older bros,

"This is what I was trying to tell you guys. I had planned out an awesome day for us all to spend together as a family. Lately it seems that everyone is drifting away. No one takes the time to even talk to each other anymore. I've tried but you pretty much just ignore me. So I came up with this. I'd found a new movie that we'd never seen before, dug out the old boardgames we used to play when we were turtle tots, and cooked homemade pizza. I made sure to make all our favorite kinds. I had even come up with clues and buried a treasure for a scavenger hunt. I thought that we would have fun together... I guess I was wrong. When I tried to tell you about it... you turned me away. You said things like... 'I'm not in the mood to hear about it!' , 'I don't have time to mess around with you!' or 'Why don't ya just get lost already'! Each of you even went as far as to tell me to... 'Grow up!' Not always in those exact words... but still. Is it really that bad... the way I act? I've always done my best to make it so everyone around me was happy, but now... now you all seem to be turning your backs on me. I need some fresh air. Tell Master Splinter I'm okay. DON'T LOOK FOR ME! I'm not a baby... I'll be fine on my own"!

Your little brother,

Michelangelo

As soon as Mikey finished writing he picked up the papers with his plan and clues as well as his note to his brothers and walked out to the kitchen. He made sure no one was there before entering and swiftly placing the documents down on the table. The young turtles tears had yet to stop falling as he grabbed his weapons and made his way from the lair. The moment Mikey passed through the door into the sewers, he ran, and he didn't stop until he reached a building overlooking the East river.

End Flashback

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Mikeys thoughts were disrupted when several shuriken flew past his head missing the startled turtle by mere inches. He turned, drawing his nun-chucks, and faced his unknown assailants. Standing in front of Mike was nearly two dozen Foot soldiers, fully armed, and ready to make turtle soup out of the orange banded teen.

"Oh shell," Mikey thought as each and every enemy ninja launched forward to attack.

Mikey was in the midst of the most dangerous situation of his entire life... and he was alone. With nun-chucks whirling the young turtle struck out against the enemy forces. He spun in a circle effectively taking down six Foot soldiers, and struck several more on the head. The orange clad turtle cried out as he was kicked backwards towards the very edge of the roof, but recovered in time to flip over the enemies heads and land behind them. He did a flying dragon kick and sent a Foot hurling straight into several other enemy ninja. Mikey was holding his own pretty well but that didn't mean he wasn't taking some hits as well. Unfortunately, one enemy had managed to sneak up behind the unsuspecting turtle. He lashed out with his sword, catching Mikeys arm. The turtle had spotted him at the very last second and twisted out of the way. He had managed to avoid the worst of it thanks to his quick reflexes. Still the cut was long, but thankfully not very deep so it wouldn't need stitches. Mikey disposed of the enemy that had struck him and turned back to face the remaining Foot ninja. There were only about eight left at this point... he got back into his fighting stance. The fun loving turtle did a front flip into the middle of his enemies, landing on his hands. He then proceeded to spin his legs out and kick the goons before they could strike. Some went flying off the roof while others managed to jump out of the way. Those few were quickly sent to join their comrades with a swift blow from Mikes nun-chucks. The exhausted turtle collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily.

"So... you have managed to defeat my Foot soldiers." A cold voice growled from the shadows, sending shivers down Mikeys spine. "Now Michelangelo, you must face me. Your brothers aren't here to save you! The end has come"!

"Oh yea," Mikey sneered, as he came to realize something. His family loved him, even if they said mean things. The youngest knew they didn't really mean them. "At least I have a father and brothers who love me. If I die... I die knowing they'll live, and someday they'll take you down. What do you have? Nothing! Just a bunch of idiots who follow your orders because they're afraid to disobey you! You're old... alone.. and as soon as my bros find you... you're done for"!

"Enough, I grow tired of you," Shredder raised his arm signaling the attack. "Now you meet your doom"!

Another dozen Foot surrounded the weary turtle as the Shredder marched forward through their ranks. The orange clad teen got shakily to his feet, preparing for what could very well be his final battle.

"Sorry bros... I don't know if I'll make it home." Mikey thought as the enemy rushed forward.

AN: So... that's the end of the first chapter. Did ya like It? I hope so! Tell me what ya think!