I'm baaack! Sequel to Wolf Bites! I've written out the entire story in a journal, and just need to type it, even though reading my own cursive is a bitch, even to me. Yeah, I write in cursive. But who cares? Enjoy the prologue!

Rated T for violence, language, blood, memory recovery, and stuff like that.

2k3'verse

Don woke up to his cover being ripped off. He groggily got his head out from under the pillow and saw Raph and Mike standing there, Raph with his blanket in his hand. "Wha time is i'?" the genius groggily asked, sitting up. Raph grabbed his immediate younger brother's head and pointed it towards the clock. "3 PM! An' Leo ain' up yet!"

Don jumped out of bed immediately and ran to the living room, shaking his sleeping brother. "Leo? Leo, wake up!"

The leader's eyes fluttered open, and he sat up. "Hi, um, who are you?"

Don's eyes widened, then narrowed, thinking that this was one of Leo's tricks. "Leo, that isn't funny!"

The forest green turtle bit his lip. "Wh-Who's Leo? And what's not funny?" he asked a bit timidly.

The resident genius had an unamused expression on, not happy at all. "Leo..."

"Um, is that me?" the former werewolf (unknown to himself) asked.

Don's narrowed eyes softened the smallest bit into desperation. "You're not kidding, are you?" he asked without much question in his tone.

The elder turtle shook his head, glancing at the floor sadly, thinking he'd done something wrong.

Don fell backwards onto the floor, closing his eyes. "This isn't happening, this isn't happening."

The forest green turtle raised an eye-ridge at the strange turtle's actions.

"Thisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappening *gasp* thisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappeningthisisn'thappen-" Don muttered.

"What ain't happenin'?" Raph asked as he jumped down from the second floor, where he and Mikey had been slowly trudging to get there. Mikey jumped down the stairs and stood next to his hotheaded brother. Leo jumped at their arrival, looking up at their red and orange-clad faces and the purple bandana being handed to the olive green turtle.

He felt behind his head, and sure enough, there was a blue bandana, and... a note? He grabbed it and gave it to the closest turtle, which was now the orange-clad one.

"Thanks, bro," the latter thanked, grabbing it. Leo raised his eye ridge again as his apparent brother read the note. "Hey, guys. Sorry we left without saying goodbye, but we didn't wanna wake you. Hope the cure worked! - April + Casey."

Leo crossed his arms. What the heck was going on? "Who're April and Casey?" he asked as Raph helped Don up. Mike and the former looked at their genius brother for an explanation.

Don rubbed the back of his head. "Um, I don't think he remembers... anything," he muttered, trying to some up with some kind of explanation for himself and his brothers.

Leo tuned them out as he busied himself with the rust-colored wolf print on his left hand. "Hey, this is cool! Do we all have these?" he cut in as he showed the mark to the other turtles.

Don face-palmed. "That better just be a meaningless scar," he muttered into his hand as Raph and Mike finally processed the information Don had just given them.

"Leo's got amnesia?!" they yelled in unison.

Leo covered his ears, letting his head hit the floor with his eyes scrunched shut. "Man, you guys are loud!" he hissed through clenched teeth, rubbing his head as he sat back up and got on his knees.

Raph and Don looked at their orange-clad brother, who smiled sheepishly. "Uh, so much for making a good first impression," he he joked, then whined in pain as Raph slapped him across the head.

Leo just rolled his eyes and leaned against the couch, albeit a bit uncomfortably. He sighed, waiting for an explanation to... anything, really. Like, why he was surrounded by giant freaking turtles, or why they were wearing masks, or why he was on the floor maybe?

Finally, the red-clad turtle sighed. "OK, mah name is Raphael, Raph fer short. Dis 'ere's Donatello, Don fer short," he said, giving said terrapin a playful noogie. "And 'ere's Bonehead."

"My name is Michelangelo! Mikey for short," the latter mentioned turtle yelled the first part, and said the second more gently for Leo. "And your name is Leonardo, Leo for short."

"OK," Leo started, pointing at Mike, "you're Michelangelo, Mikey for short. You-" he pointed to the hothead, "-are Raphael, Raph for short. And you-" he pointed to Don as Raph grunted in acknowledgement, "-are Donatello, Don for short. I'm Leonardo. Am I right?" His brothers all nodded, and they sat there awkwardly for a few minutes in silence.

Finally, Mikey spoke up. "So, who wants a late lunch?" he inquired with a clap of his hands as he stood up and grabbed Raph on the way to the kitchen. "Don, care to join us?" he asked with a hint in his tone as Leo busied himself with a bandage on his arm (courtesy of Don after him being experimented on by Shredder). Don took a quick look at their lost brother before following.

Once in the kitchen, Mikey exploded. "What the shell is going on?!" he demanded.

"Yeah, people don't just wake up wit' amnesia!" Raph exclaimed as he grabbed a beer from the fridge, and then he growled as Don took it away from him.

"We can't have Leo used to you being drunk if we can't fix him, Raphael!" the latter chatsied as he put the drink back in the fridge. "OK, look, I don't know what's wrong with him! Maybe it was the cure or something..." He snapped. "He probably just knocked something into the cure last night as a puppy when he ran into my lab!"

Raph growled again. "Ya know wha'? I dun care! Jus' fix 'im!"

"I can't! I don't know what he knocked into the cure! We'll just need to, y'know, jog his memory. We can't tell him his whole life, though," he added; him and Raph looked at Mikey, who smiled sheepishly.

"What? I wouldn't have...!"

Leo walked in then. "Wouldn't have what.

"Nothing..."

"OK! Who wants PB&J?!" Mike cut in.

Leo just stared, but then raised his hand when his other brothers did.

Don sighed as he saw the blank look on his eldest brother's eyes. Their usual fire, passion, love, it was gone, replaced by cold nothingness. Leo scurried out after a long silence, and Don followed, only to find his blue-clad brother wandering around, looking in the rooms. When the latter spotted Don, he asked sheepishly, "Um, where's the bathroom?"

"Second door to your left."

Leo smiled thankfully and went in.

"Well, at least he knows left from right," the genius muttered as he walked back to the kitchen.

There! First chapter, done! I'm going to upload a few pics of the views from a few of the many places I went to in Florida on my DeviantArt account, and maybe a few more later if I can find them. Does anyone know how to spell chatsie? It means scolding, almost? My spell check says its wrong, but I don't know. Anyways, hope you liked! Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, and vote on my poll! BYE!

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