One Lost

by ArtisticVicu

The loss of a brother 10 years ago sends the family spinning. When things finally reaches its end, one leaves to join the lost brother with the enemy. But when things go from bad to worse, will both brothers make it back home? Mass rewrite of all writings has begun. There is a chance that completed stories will not be touched in this mass rewrite.

1. The Flood

One Lost
Chapter 1: The Flood

A/N: Hello people! Here's another story. I had to get it out of my head and out into the world. Have fun with it.

Disclaim: I DO NOT OWN THEM OR KNOW THEM!!!!!!!! (pants) Now, where was I? Oh yeah, my mind story.

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The thunder rolled through the clouds as lighting ed over head. The rain pounded down on New York City and the sewers were overflowing, causing the Hamato family to run for their lives. Hamato Splinter, a rat, was leading his 4 sons, all turtles, away from the roaring water. Each turtle was 5 and had a different colored bandana. Their names? Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo. Splinter looked over his shoulder.

"Hurry my sons," the rat said. "We have to hurry."

"We're trying Sensei," Leonardo said, his three brothers behind him. Leonardo was the oldest, followed by Raphael, then Donatello, and leaving poor Michelangelo to be the youngest.

"Masta Splinta!" Michelangelo screamed.

The rat turned to see a giant wave head towards him and the 4 little turtles.

"This way my sons!" the rat yelled over the roar of the water.

Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo picked up their pace as Leonardo just tried to keep his footing on the wet pavement. Splinter turned a corner and watched as a red, purple, and orange bandana-wearing turtle ran past him and pressed against him.

"Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo," the rat said as he connected bandana color with name, "but where is Leonardo?"

Splinter looked around the corner to see his blue bandana wearing son frozen where he had fallen, looking at the on coming wave.

"Leonardo!" the rat yelled as the wave whipped Leonardo from his spot. The rat turned quickly and pulled his other sons close to him. The water rushed passed and down the tunnel the rat and three remaining turtles were at. Splinter looked up and noticed Leonardo's blue bandana near his feet. A tear fell as Splinter picked up the blue bandana.

"Sensei?" Donatello asked. "Where's Leo?"

The rat looked at his purple-clad son and smiled lightly as the tears fell faster.

"In a better place now," he said. "Come. We have to find a new home."

"Masta Splinta," Raphael said, "we have to wait for Leo. Aren't we going to find Leo?"

The poor rat didn't know what to do. He couldn't just act like Leonardo never existed and yet he couldn't act as if he was still there. He sighed.

"My sons," the rat said. "Leonardo isn't coming with us home."

"Why?" Michelangelo asked.

"He's on a journey to find his own placed," the rat said.

"Will he come back?" Raphael asked.

"I do not know but I know one thing," the rat said. "There will be three sick children if we don't get them dry."

The three remaining turtles nodded and followed Splinter towards their home. Raphael looked at the abandoned bandana. He ran over to it and swiped it up before chasing after Splinter and his brothers, hiding the bandana in his belt.

A/N: Well? Anyone? Hello? (cricket chirps) Great. Another silent audience. (sighs) Oh well. It sucks any ways.