Raphael stood behind Donatello while they watched the crook sneak in to the jewelry store. He gritted his teeth, "We just gonna stand here and do nothin'?"
Donny shushed him, "That store has cameras. Do you want to get caught on video?"
"Yeah, Raph," Mikey chimed in. "Even I knew that."
"Maybe we should hide the fact that we're turtles a little better," Raph crossed his arms over his plastron.
Time ticked by and the Turtles waited for the crook to emerge. "What's taking so long?" Donny whispered, squinting his eyes.
Raph leaned against the wall and spun his sai, "Probably went out the back."
Don's head spun around to look at Raph, a look of disappointment on his face, "How could I not have thought of that?" He stood and made his way around the building to see that the back door was open. He sighed, "At least the security cameras got him."
"Hey genius," Raph got his attention. When Donny looked at him, Raph pointed to a severed wire.
Donny groaned, "How could I be so stupid?"
Raph simply scoffed and walked away.
Mikey placed a hand on Donny's carapace, "It's your first night leading. Leo wasn't perfect on his first night."
"Leo wasn't this stupid either," Raph sneered as he lifted the manhole cover.
"Where are you going?" Donny snapped.
Raph glared at him, "I'm done for the night."
"You're not done 'til I say we're done," Donny corrected.
Raph laughed, "Watch me."
Donny stormed up to him and got right in his face, "Splinter put me in charge."
"Think I care?" Raph shot back, puffing his chest.
"You're just mad because he didn't choose you," Donny pointed out and Raph just stared down at him, seething. Donny continued, "You know why he didn't choose you? Because, you're too unpredictable and unreliable, that's why. He knows you would go storming off without any though to our safety and put us all in jeopardy. You…."
Raph's anger snapped and before he knew it, he was backhanding Donny. There was a loud crack as his hand collided with Donny's jaw, snapping his head back. Don's feet left the ground and he spun through the air before colliding with a nearby dumpster with a loud bang. His limp body fell to the ground, leaving a deep dent in the metal. Blood oozed from his beak and the long gash on his arm from where it hit the corner of the dumpster.
Raph stood looking down at his brother, trying to will him to get up. But Donny didn't move. Raph couldn't even see if he was breathing.
"Donny!" Mikey shrieked and ran to his brother's side. He placed a hand on Donny's plastron, "He's still breathing. Raph, call Casey and April." When Mikey turned back to look at his brother he was gone. "Raph!" Mikey called out. "You coward!"
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Raph ran through the sewers. He didn't care where he was going he just had to get away. It was at times like these that he wished he had the courage to run away sooner. He felt that his family would do better without him. Donny was right, he was unpredictable and unreliable, but what Raph didn't give him a chance to add was that he was too violent and angry.
He soon found himself in one of their old childhood lairs. They have had so many over the years, Splinter never kept them in one spot for too long. He sat in the corner that he was often sent to for his timeouts and as he gazed around the old lair he could still see their mark on the place even after all these years.
Little things, like the gash in the wall from when Leo got to close to it during practice. There was another spot where Mikey had drawn on the wall with Splinter's paints. His eyes drifted to the scorch marks where Donny nearly set the lair on fire. Even when they were nine, he was experimenting with ways to improve their lives.
Raph couldn't take his eyes from that spot. What if he had just killed his brother? Or permanently disabled him? What will Splinter say?
He was so caught up in his own self-loathing that he didn't see the oozing, black tentacle that approached him. It wrapped itself around his ankle and pulled him before he had the chance to react. He pulled out his sai and dug one into the ground, but the thing pulling on him was too strong and it ripped him away from it. So he got the other one ready to throw at whatever it was that the tentacle belonged to. But before he had the chance, another tentacle came up and grabbed his wrist and pinned his arm behind him. More tentacles wrapped around him as he was dragged into darkness.
He couldn't see where he was going, but he could feel that he was still sliding along the ground while more tentacles grabbed at him. He was soon suspended while the tentacles constricted around him and explored his body. One of the slimy tentacles found his rectal opening and started to rub against it. Another one rubbed along the lower part of his plastron, trying to force its way into the slit.
He opened his mouth to cry out, but it was cut short when a tentacle forced its way down his throat. He tried to bite it, but it was too strong. Or was it that his jaw was too weak? He felt himself weaken and his sai dropped from his fingers to clatter on the floor.
The one at his entrance started to push its way inside. Panic filled Raph. He didn't want to lose his virginity to this monster. He would rather any one of his brothers over this. He was stretched as the tentacle pushed in deeper to get at his prostate.
It wriggled and thrust inside of him as other tentacles pulled his legs further apart. The pain soon faded and pleasure took its place. Every time the tentacle struck his prostate it sent a shock of pleasure to his groin. He churred as his body reacted to the stimulus.
He felt strange. Like his whole body was numb and on fire at the same time. The constant striking on his prostate soon had his penis emerging from its protective pocket. It wasn't long after he dropped down that another tentacle wrapped around his erection, pumping and squeezing. The warm slime that coated each tentacle provided the lubrication and only added to the pleasure.
It lined up with him tip to tip then he felt something enter inside through the head of his penis. It was a shocking sensation at first, but it soon started to feel amazing. The hard, rod like, tentacle that was inside his penis darted in and out while the other tentacles continued to pump and thrust.
He churred loudly as he quickly approached completion. He was glad that his brothers weren't there to witness him taking pleasure from the abuse. His chest heaved as he felt himself near climax and he churred around the tentacle down his throat.
Despite being in a weakened state the creature managed to give him a powerful orgasm. His head snapped back as his churr echoed off the walls. His body shook uncontrollably and throbbed in the aftershock.
The creature seemed to consume his semen before it had a chance to leave his body. And it wasn't done with one. It redoubled its efforts, working him up to a second orgasm which hit with the same force as the first and again the creature consumed his juices. His throat was starting to hurt from the strength of his churrs.
The creature wasn't satisfied until Raph had finished a total of four times. He was exhausted and the last one actually hurt. He didn't think he would be able to manage another. But, then again, that was what he thought after the third one. Much to his relief, the tentacles left his rectum and uncoiled itself from around his penis.
But the tentacle down his throat stayed and was filling his stomach. He soon felt his body start to go numb, though he could still feel the pressure at the base of his penis and could smell blood, so he knew that it was burrowing inside of him. There was a mild sting when it pierced deep within him, but it soon faded. But, then again, everything was starting to fade.
He felt his mind fog then he blacked out.
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Raph woke up, plastron down, back in the old lair. The ringing of his shell cell did nothing to help his splitting headache. He looked around and saw his sai sticking from the ground. He reached up to pull it out but it was wedged in there. He still felt weak.
His shell cell continued to ring and he just wanted it to stop. Pulling the cell out of his belt he flipped it open. "Raph?" Casey's voice was full of panic.
"Yeah," Raph grumbled back. He was still so tired.
"Where have you been?" Casey practically shouted into the phone. "We've been looking everywhere for you. Donny couldn't even trace your shell cell signal."
At the mentioning of his brother's name, the memories came flooding back. Raph closed his cell and threw it against the wall. His body was so weak that it barely thudded against it before it clattered to the floor.
That simple exertion winded him more than he would have liked to admit. He struggled to get up, but his body would not respond. He panted heavily as he tried to force his body to work, but he ended up collapsing back to the floor.
He must have passed out, because the next thing he knew he was laying in Donny's lab. His brother's honey colored eyes were full of worry as they looked down at him. A soft smile spread across his face, "He's waking up."
Splinter soon took Don's place at Raph's side. The fur on the old rat's face was wet and his eyes full of relief. "My son," he choked out. "Everything is alright." Raph struggled to get up, but his body still felt heavy. Splinter's hands were on him in a heartbeat. "It's alright," he soothed. "Please."
Raph settled and closed his eyes again. He didn't want to look at them. It wasn't alright. He lost it with one of his brothers again and almost killed him. Raph opened his eyes to look at Donny to see the damage that he had caused. He was confused to see that there was only a slight bruise on his jaw.
"You had us so worried," Donny breathed. "We were afraid that we would never see you again."
Raph swallowed past the dryness, "I wasn't gone that long."
Casey stepped forward, "You were gone for over a month."
"What?" It hadn't felt like a month to Raph. And he had no idea how he survived for a month without eating anything.
Donny walked up and placed a hand on Raph's plastron, "I want to check you over."
"No," Raph snapped, swatting Donny's hand away. "Don't touch me."
Donny flinched and backed away, causing Raph's heart to sink. His brother feared him. "Don't worry," Donny mumbled. "I won't invade your personal space again."
Raph turned away to stare at the wall, "I don't even know why you brought me back here. After what I did, I figured you guys would be wishing me gone."
He felt Splinter's hand on his face and a swell of guilt filled his gut. He didn't want to stay away from his family, but he didn't understand how they continued to put up with him or even wanted him back after what he had done.
Splinter's hand moved to Raph's shoulder and he moved in so close that his whiskers tickled Raph's cheek. "I love you," his father whispered in his ear, "as I love all of your brothers. I do not wish to lose any of you." He then sat back, "Get some rest. I expect you at practice in the morning."
"Hai, Sensei," Raph mumbled, unable to look his father in the eye.
Donny placed a tray on the table near the cot, "Here's some water and something to eat. I also have some aspirin on the tray if you need it." His voice had a hint of sadness in it.
"Sleep off that hangover," Mikey added tartly. "Oh and we're no longer allowed to go on patrol any more. We have to wait for Leo to return." He turned and headed out of the lab, "I have work in the morning."
They thought he had a hangover. Did they think he spent the entire time he was gone in a drunken stupor? Well, they weren't entirely wrong. "What did that thing do to me?" he mumbled to himself. Was he really raped by that thing for a full month?
And no more patrols? Did Splinter think that the criminals were going to wait for Leo to return? And Mikey had work? What they hell was he doing for work? Well Raph knew one thing for sure. There was no way he was going to sit back and let the criminals take over his city.
He managed to take a drink of water and eat some food as he thought about how he was going to manage going solo. Lying back down, he rolled over and tried to get to sleep. He had a lot of work to do as soon as he was better.