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Not Easily Broken
Chapter 1
The night started out like any other. The guys were getting ready to head out on patrol. Leo had just gotten done watching his favorite episode of Space Heroes. Raph was ending his workout session with the practice dummy. Mikey was, well, being Mikey. And Donnie was jus coming out of his lab after hours of modifying the Shellraiser. It was just a normal night. So where did it all go wrong?
Splinter was meditating in the dojo as usual. He could hear the various activities going on around the lair and immediately knew which son was making which noise. He heard the faint thumping of the practice dummy taking a beating from his most hot-tempered son. The blasting of guns and what sounded like a ship under attack was Leonardo, watching his favorite show again. The unmistakable sound of a blow torch coming from Donatello's lab, his brilliant son having spent countless hours on the Shellraiser. And he didn't even want to know what his wildest son, Michelangelo, was doing. But he distinctly heard the sound of a blender, some glass shattering, and the "Uh Oh" that followed.
He knew his sons were getting ready to head out. He decided he would see them off at the lair's entrance. Little did he know that this was about to become a night he would never forget.
The turtles were all in the living room ready to go. Just standing around waiting for their Sensei to tell them goodbye. Mikey was literally bouncing he was so anxious to leave the sewers for a while.
"Dudes, I'm excited. It's been a while since we've been up to the surface." he said with a big goofy smile on his face as always.
" Tell me about it. I've been itchin' for a good fight, and punching you all the time just doesn't cut it." Raph said grinning at his brother in orange.
"Pfft, you wish you could punch this. You stand no chance against the super-awesome, lightning-fast, most radical nin-OWW!"
"Okay, it still helps." Raph said retreating back the hand that smacked Mikey in the back of the head. Mikey, still rubbing his head, replied by sticking his tongue out at his brother. He quickly put his tongue back when Splinter walked in the room.
"My sons," he said, "remember to be careful. Stay on the lookout."
"Don't worry Sensei, we'll be fine." Leo said with a wave of his hand. "We're just gonna check out some possible Kraang activity, then we'll come right back." he reassured.
Sigh. "Very well my sons. Good luck." Splinter said while still looking worried.
"Alright! Let's go!" Mikey shouted, fist pumping the air.
The four all flipped over the turnstiles and started to leave. But just before they left, Donnie turned back around to his Sensei and waved one last time. Then he was gone.
After they had gone, Splinter remained standing in the same spot. He kept staring at the spot where his genius of a son had been, a feeling of dread filling his heart, before he finally moved away from the entrance. His mind still on Donatello. Maybe some meditation would clear his head.
The guys soared over New York City. They jumped, flipped, and overall just had a good time. There was an insurmountable feeling of freedom leaping through the air like they did. It felt really good to be out of the lair.
After about an hour or so, they stopped on one of the rooftops. The building they were scoping out was just on the other side of the street.
"So anyway, in the dream, the pizza suddenly grew tentacles and . . ."
"Mikey." Leo whispered trying to get his brother's attention, which wasn't working.
". . . so I was all like, how did the kitten get on top of the fridge?"
"Mikey." Leo spoke up a little louder this time. Nothing.
". . . and then Raph turned into a hideous monster. Well, I mean, more hideous than usual, and-"
"Mikey!" they all shouted, successfully getting their brother's attention and putting an end to his story.
Mikey stared back at them with wide eyes before it turned into a scowl. "Will you guys keep your voices down, we're on a stake out here. Geez." he whispered. This earned him glares from his two older brothers and a roll of the eyes from Donnie. "What?"
Sigh. "Okay guys, stay vigilant. Don't let anything get passed you." Leo said as he turned back towards the building.
Raph perked up at this. "Wait, you mean we're just gonna sit here all night and watch a building. No fights!" he yelled getting irritated.
"Yes Raph. No fights, just lookout." Leo stated calmly.
"Ugh. Fine." Raph groaned. And the boredom began.
They all sat there and watched the empty building for what felt like hours. While Leo never left his post, the others went off to try to keep themselves occupied. They weren't very successful.
2 hours later. . .
"Uh, Leo. As exciting as this is -" Yawn. "don't you think we should be heading back now?" asked a tired looking Donnie, who was leaning against the vent on the other side of the roof.
"Just a little bit longer Donnie. Why do you want to leave so soon?" Leo asked without taking his eyes off of the building.
"Probably wants to get back and talk with his girlfriend." said Raph with a grin on his face.
Donnie's face got red. "No! I just -" he paused, "have a bad feeling."
Sigh. "Fine. Nothing's going on anyways." Leo turned to face his brothers. "Let's head ba-" He suddenly stopped as he saw tons of foot soldiers on the surrounding rooftops.
Leo pulled out his katana as his brothers took out their own weapons. The ninjas then came down on top of them. They came from all sides, surrounding the brothers and separating them from one another.
Leo slashed, kicked, ducked, and jumped. He moved as fluidly as water. His katana singing through the air. When he got the opportunity, he checked on his brothers to see how they were faring.
Raph was like an animal. The sounds of his grunts, snarls, and battle cries drifted across the rooftop. He jabbed and punched. One ninja managed to get a lucky shot in, punching Raph in the jaw. He was disoriented for a second and didn't notice the foot behind him. As the ninja was going for a deadly blow, a shruiken embedded itself in his leg, causing him to stumble. Taking notice, Raph punched the ninja away and nodded a thanks to his brother Leo.
Mikey's whoops and laughter could be heard over the grunts of the continuing fight. Along with the endless taunting. "Man, you guys make the purple dragons seem like a challenge! An old woman could take you down! Ha Ha!" Mikey laughed as he twirled his nunchucks, taking out his enemies left and right. "Hey! How many foot ninja does it take to take down a turtle? None! Cause it'll never happen!"
Donatello fought silently. Twirling his bo with a grace that only an expert could. He took down enemy after enemy. His calculating mind seeing every move they made before they even made it. After taking down another handful of ninjas with a low sweep, he risked a glance at the rest of the fight. The ninja's numbers had decreased dramatically. Bodies scattered the ground. It seemed like they were gonna win, like usual. Yet, he couldn't shake this bad feeling.
As he did another sweep of the fight before him, he saw a small blinking light in the middle of the roof. 'Uh-oh' he thought. "Guys! Bomb!" he shouted to his brothers.
"What?" Leo shouted back, taking down another foot.
"I said bo-!" Donnie was suddenly cut off as a resounding boom filled their ears.
The bomb had gone off. It managed to throw them all back, off of the roof, and on the the street below. Smoke filled the neighborhood and their vision. They could no longer see each other.
"Ugh!" Leo grunted as he landed hard on the ground. He laid there for a second before he started to get up. "What the-Oww!" he was brought back to the ground be the weight of a giant ninja turtle.
Mikey's fall was broken by said brother. "Ugh, man what was. . ." He looked down when he heard a groan beneath him. "Hehe. Sorry Leo." he said still sitting on his brother and rubbing the back of his head. He got up and lent his brother a hand up.
Leo rubbed his eyes for a second to try and clear his vision. When he opened them again he saw the destroyed building they had just been on. He looked back at his youngest brother. "Mikey, you okay?" he asked. Mikey nodded and gave him a thumbs up. Leo started to look around again. "Where's Raph?"
"Right here." Raph said an he moved around some rubble and crawled out from it. "I do not want to do that again." he said dusting himself off and joining his brothers.
"At least we're all okay-wait," Leo took into account that they were one turtle short. "Where's Donnie?" he asked and started looking wildly around.
"I didn't see him come down." Raph said. "He was all the way on the other side of the roof."
"Donnie!" Mikey cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted. "Donnie! Where are you dude?"
He had hit his head on the fall down. Donnie was laying amongst the rubble when he came to. He reached up and felt the back of his head. He could feel blood dripping from a nasty wound. 'Ugh, I need to come up with a way to detect bombs.' he thought. He started to get up and almost fell over again. He was really dizzy and having trouble keeping the world in focus. 'Probably a concussion.' He groaned.
He started to walk away from all the rubble and failed to notice the group of foot ninja sneaking up behind him. Before he knew it, they had jumped on top of him and were putting his arms behind his back. He tried to shout out, but they put a cloth around his mouth before he could get anything out. He finally got enough sense back to start struggling. With the gag still in place, he jumped up, which was difficult since he was still very dizzy, and threw them off of him. He was having difficulty seeing straight and couldn't quite keep his balance, but he was landing some solid hits. That is, until one of them managed to hit him on the back of the head. A bright light flashed before his eyes and he fell. He could hardly stay awake anymore and they tied his wrists behind his back.
He looked up at the men. One of the bigger ones hoisted him up and threw him across his shoulder. As he started to close his eyes he thought he could hear his brothers voices in the background. Then black.
"Donnie!"
"Donnie! Come on dude, this isn't funny!"
Where are you?!"
Leo, Raph, and Mikey continued to shout for their brother. They had checked all around the destroyed building and in the rubble. When they didn't find him there, they checked around the whole neighborhood. Nothing. Worry was starting to set in.
"Where the shell could he be?" Raph asked getting frustrated at not being able to find his missing brother. He was trying to hold his anger in, but had to let it out somehow. With a shout he punched the building they were standing next to.
Sigh. "I don't know." replied Leo sadly.
Gasp. "Guys look!" Mikey suddenly shouted. He raced passed them and into the alley across from them.
His brothers raced to catch up with him. When they reached him, they saw him hunched over something on the ground.
"What is it, Mikey?' Leo asked.
Mikey took whatever it was into his hands and stood back up. He turned back towards his brothers. What he had made them gasp. Donnie's bo staff.
"What does this mean?" Raph asked sadly. He turned his saddened gaze towards Leo, expecting him to have an answer.
"I wish I knew guys." Leo replied with an equally sad tone. "I wish I knew."
The first thing he was aware of was the pulsating headache and the burning pain in his arms. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself staring at a concrete floor. He was confused and lifted his head. He could see that he was in a dark and tiny room. It had no window, was made completely out of concrete, had a light bulb on a wire hanging in the middle of the room, and had one door opposite of him. He looked up at what was causing the pain in his arms and found himself chained up on the wall by his wrists, about a foot above the ground. He'd been captured.
It all started to come back to him. The fight, the bomb, the ambush. He could vaguely remember being tossed into a van at some point. He got captured! Thank goodness the gag was off because his breathing started to quicken. He was having a little panic attack at the realization. He took a calming breath and closed his eyes.
'Okay Donatello,' he thought to himself. 'Now is not the time to panic. You're just completely defenseless and being held prisoner by your arch nemesis who wants nothing more than to see the demise of you and your family, and would do anything to make you sufferrrrr-Okay you're doing a really bad job at calming yourself down.' He took another calming breath. 'Don't worry, the guys are probably looking for me as we speak. They're probably on their way right now. They'll bust down that door any second.' He calmed down considerably at that thought. 'Unless, they got captured too.'
His eyes shot open at that thought. What if they did get captured? Were they in the same predicament as him? Were they being tortured? He started to panic again.
He heard a noise coming from the other side of the door, and for a split second he thought it really was his brothers busting down the door. Hope started to fill his mind. However, that hope was extinguished when the door opened, revealing a man in sharp body armor and only one good eye. Shredder.
"I'm glad to see you're awake." the voice that haunted his nightmares boomed around the small room. "I'd hate for you to miss out on all the fun we're going to have." he said darkly and advanced into the room, getting closer to the turtle.
"What do you want with me?" Donnie asked, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice. "Where are my brothers?" he masked his fear with anger.
He chuckled. A sick, evil sound that made Donnie shiver. "I have brought you here because I want answers. As for your brothers, they were lucky that I only needed one of you."
His brothers weren't there. Good. He sighed in relief a bit. At least he could relax about that. The door opened again. This time a single foot soldier walked in pushing a giant rolling table. What was on the table made his eyes widen. Weapons of various kinds, some he didn't even recognize. And he had read enough books on weapons and ancient fighting to know that not all those weapons were used for combat. He gulped.
Shredder went over to the table and picked something up. He couldn't quite make out what it was, though.
"I have been told that you are "the brains" of your pathetic little team." Shredder said while keeping his back to him. "You make all the weapons and machinery. And out of nothing but scraps." He turned back towards the glaring turtle, but stayed in the shadows. "Quite impressive."
"If you know so much about me then you know that I'm not going to tell you anything." Donnie said still glaring at the man. "And that I'd rather die than put my family in danger."
Shredder came out of the shadows then. In his hand was a small knife that gleamed in the light. He walked over to the hanging turtle and put the knife up to his cheek, where he made a small cut, causing Donnie to suck in a breath.
"That can be arranged."
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