New season! YAS! Season 4! My absolute fave because WHY NOT?! :D Anywho, let us start with Cousin Sid! Enjoy!

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Life moves as the wheel of destiny turns, day to night, night to day. Our fight with the Shredder, Leonardo's previous master from infancy, nearly cost us our lives. We are broken, battered, but alive. Our bodies will heal but I wonder: Do my sons carry other wounds not so easily overcome? I know with a great heaviness that there will always be some new threat to challenge us. I only pray my sons will be prepared to face it...

-Splinter

The door to the farmhouse opened, and April walked in with a burnt and battered Splinter leaning on her shoulder, obviously still in pain. "Just a little bit further, Master Splinter," she soothed as he winced.

"Finally!" Mikey moaned from outside the door, Don using his left hand to help steady him on his crutches. "Now someone get me a fork or somethin'! You have no idea how bad my legs itch!"

"Yeah, we do, Mikey. We heard about it the whole trip," Don retorted un-enthusiastically as they walked in.

Casey was helping both Raphael and Leonardo."Ow," Raph would wince every few steps, his ribs protesting against his movement.

Leo kept quiet.

April helped Splinter into a chair. "Thank you, Miss O'Neil. I am not as young as I once was," the rat thanked. "Wound take longer to heal."

"I'm still as young as I once was," Mikey moaned again, "and I don't feel like I'm ever gonna heal!"Rah moaned as Leo and Casey helped him onto the couch. "Too bad ya didn't break ya jaw. Maybe we'd get some peace an' quiet fer once! Ah, ow."

Mikey winced as he made his way to a recliner. Alost there, and... "Ahhhh!" he sighed, reclining the thing and stretching his legs out. "That's... better?" he asked, sniffing. "Ew, what's that smell?! It smells like burnt-" He looked at Splinter, who silently dared him to go on. "Oh. Right. Sorry, Sensei."

Leo rolled his eyes as he stared out the window.

"Alright, who's hungry?" April asked, clapping her hands together.

"Me!"

"I am!"

"Yep."

"Ova here!"

April looked over at the one who hadn't spoken or raised his hand. "Leo?"

Splinter leaned forward to see his son. "Leonardo?"

Leo barely raised his head as he continued to glare out the window. "I'm fine."

Casey yawned as he walked out of the farmhouse towards the van, where he'd left something.

He failed to notice the basement access door open, and blue, piercing eyes to glare at his retreating form.

Mikey used his fork taped to a stick to scratch the insides of his cast. "Oh..." he moaned in ecstasy. "That's better.

"Don't scratch, Mikey!" April scolded as she walked in with snacks.

"April, did you bring your laptop? Do you thing we could get a wireless signal out here?" Don asked.

April was about to answer, when... "Hey, April? Can you run out and get some comics for me?"

April frowned annoyedly with a hint of anger...

"Hey, April, April! Can ya whap Mikey upside da head fer me? I can't reach," Raph said pathetically.

"My sons, enough!" Splinter scolded from where he sat in a lotus position. "Our bodies need rest to heal, and that includes your mouths!"

Leo leaned against the wall, looking ou the window once more. A million thoughts were going through his head.

He'd died on that Utrom operating table.

He'd lost too much blood.

They hadn't been able to save his shell.

...And his brothers had gotten injured, as well.

He mentally flinched at the thought as his brothers and friend bickered. He should've been there to protect them. Instead he'd fallen for Karai's little innocent ploy for those few seconds and it had nearly cost him and his brothers their lives.

He should've seen where he was going. Where he was fighting.

Shouldn't have let her take his katana.

Shouldn't have saved her.

Thoughts continued to race through his head as April took away Mikey's stick-fork. "No! Scratching!" she scolded once more. She looked over to Leo, clearing her throat worriedly. "Um... Master Splinter?" she asked quietly.

Splinter turned to his eldest. "Leonardo, you must rest, as well."

Leo ground his teeth. "I'll rest when - I'll rest later."

"I'll rest when I'm dead."

Unbeknownst to them, there was a mysterious figure running across the lawn. As silently as possible, he got on the porch.

Splinter's ears twitched. "Someone is outside."

Leo tore his gaze from the window. How had he missed that?!

"Stay here. I'll go check it out," April offered, putting down the snacks and walking out.

Casey was feeling a plaster in the wall when he noticed April coming down he stairs. "Hey, April. Ya can still see where dey fixed da wall when I punched through it when I was seven!" he chuckled a bit loudly.

"SSHHHHH! Someone's outside! Splinter heard!" April said, grabbing his arm.

"Out here? Ha, don't worry, there ain't no body fer miles!"

Even as the blue-haired man said that, they both heard the lock starting to click.

"Then again..." Casey growled lowly, walking to the door threateningly.

He opened the door quickly, making the figure nearly fall over, but caught him and pinned him to the wall. He growled, pulling his fist back to punch this guy's lights out.

"CASEY!"

Casey's eyes widened, and his lips turned into a wry smile. "Well. Whattaya know? You're not welcome here!"

"'Ey, last I checked, it was my grandma's house, too!" the man retorted. He had blue hair, and a scraggly beard, along with paler skin and a long trench-coat.

"Casey?" April asked curiously, walking over.

"Put me down you psycho!" the man demanded as Casey reached out to punch him. Maybe it hadn't been so good that Casey recognized him...

Casey threw him down harshly, but the man stayed on his feet. "April, dis is my theivin', gambling, good-fer-nothin' cousin, Sid!"

"Wow. And I thought you were the black sheep of the Jones' family," April quipped with a smirk.

Casey rolled his eyes and turned back to his cousin. "Whaddo you want, Sid?" he asked. "Ya always wan somethin'."

"I just want what's mine. You get this house; you get the girls; well I want my share. I want the money!" Sid stated.

Casey jerked, glancing at April. "Whatta you talkin' about, Sid?"

None of them noticed the pair of green feet on the stairs, listening. They walked back up the stairs.

"Don't give me dat! You know what I'm talkin' about! The LOOT! Everyone knows that Grandpa Jones robbed that train! I want Grandpa's share of the Hoobic Train job!"

Don called up to his brothers quietly. "Casey's cousin says that Casey's grandpa was a train robber!"

Leo, from the top of the stairs, looked to his brothers to see their reactions.

"Cool!" Mikey chuckled.

"We shoulda known dat Casey came from a long line of bone-heads!" Raph smiled, knocking on his head for effect, then groaning at the movement.

"You're crazy, Sid! No one eva believed dat ol' story!" Casey yelled at his cousin.

"I believed it! He said be buried the loot! 'Spot marks the X' he'd always say, the crazy old coot! I dug holes out here for years lookin' for it, for anythin' that looked like an X! It's gotta be here!" Sid ranted.

"Spot marks the X? That's not right," April hummed as Casey walked toward the door, opening it 'kindly'.

"Get outta here, Sid!"

"I need dat money, Casey! You've got it, don't you?! You've got the money!" Sid pressed, walking toward his cousin.

"THERE IS NO MONEY."

"Casey, wait," April said as she came over. "Sid... Are you in trouble?" she asked curiously.

Sid looked away for a second, then reached into his jacket. He pulled out a blaster and pointed it at the couple. "Spot marks the X, Casey! You're lyin'!"

Casey stood protectively in front of April as both gasped.

"Now tell me where the money is or things're gonna get ugly!"

First chapter, done! We have some of Leo's thoughts, but it wasn't really on him that much. Sorry about that. Hope you liked, tho! Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, and vote on my poll! BYE!

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