My first turtles fic!

Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, it's characters, or anything remotely relative to the turtles. The show rightfully belongs to its creators.

(Raphael POV)

"Come on, guys! Move your shells!" Leo urgently called as he ran from rooftop to rooftop. Donnie sprinted alongside him, holding the mutagen-tracker tightly in his bulky hands. I was running at the back of the pack where no one could see me roll my eyes at Leo. He can't go five minutes without telling us to be quiet, slow down, hurry up, do this and do that.

"We're getting close!" He reported. I leaped onto an air-cooling unit and cleared Donnie, landing just in front of him. I didn't dare slow down for a second. Behind me I heard Donnie shouting at me.

"Watch it, Raph!"

"Gotta keep up!" I called back. Donnie growled. Then he shrieked like a girl as Mikey flew over his head on a skateboard.

"Cowabunga, Donnie!" I heard Mikey call back. The temperature of Donnie's face increased to somewhere beyond the boiling-point. He chased after us.

"If I didn't have the patience of a saint I'd slap you both silly!" He called.

"Ha! You'd try!" I retorted, looking over my shoulder at Donnie as I was running. I learned the hard way that you've gotta watch where you're going at all times. Otherwise you end up taking a head-first plunge off the edge of the roof and landing with your face mashed against the first landing of a fire-escape, like I did. Mikey cracked up laughing. The dork.

"Ooh! Smooth, Raph." Leo just had to comment, standing like a classic hero-boy with one foot on the edge of the rooftop. Donnie came alongside him so that both of them were peering down at me from overhead. Mikey landed on his feet beside me.

"I should throw both of you off that roof..." I groaned, standing up. I think it was my pride that was banged up, not my face.

"You'll try." Donnie copy-catted my earlier comment. I growled up at them.

"Get down here so I can show you where to get off!" I barked.

"Dude, you climb down the fire escape to get off the roof. I think they know how to do that, bro." Mikey gave his completely bone-headed remark. I smacked his in the back of the skull.

Leo and Donnie climbed down into the alley below us and I followed. Mikey climbed down behind me. Donnie was on to something before I even had both feet on the firm pavement.

"I found it!" He shouted. He raced over to the mutagen canister in the back of the alley, brushing some old newspapers off of it. I caught up to him and immediately knew something was wrong. The gunk in the container was purple, not green.

"Shouldn't that stuff be green?" I brought it up to Donnie.

"Yeah, it should. This is weird...I don't think it's mutagen at all."

I folded my arms over my chest. You're gonna take it back with us aren't you?

"I should take this back with us and study it." Donnie said sure enough. I faceplamed. My brothers were so predictable.

"I'm with Donnie." Mikey said as he came up behind me. To my annoyance he used my shoulder for an arm rest.

"That thing is totally cool-looking." He added. I moved out from under him and he staggered forward.

The first thoughts that shot through my brain were: Clumsy idiot. Some ninja. Then: Oh no, he's not gonna plow into Donnie, is he?! Oh no! He just plowed into Donnie and we're all gonna die!

My mind switched into overdrive. I sprang forward to grab the mutagen as it sailed into the air. Apparently, hero-boy (i.e. Leo) had the same idea. I missed the mutagen just barely and collided in mid-air with Leo. We both went down in a tangled confusion of arms and legs.

The canister came down and landed with a crash in between us. The substance in the canister had changed from liquid to gas. I guess when it reacted with the oxygen...? Anyway, Leo held his breath, and Donnie scrambled to cover his own mouth with both hands. His brown eyes were as big around as two china plates. I didn't know if Mikey was holding his breath or not. I was too busy trying to get untangled from Leo, who currently had his foot somehow stuffed down the back of my shell.

The weird stuff that filled the air in a cloud smelled awful. I coughed. There was a tight choking feeling in my throat. For a second I thought Leo was accidentally crushing my throat (that's how tangled up we were). When I realized he wasn't, that's when I panicked. I was coughing even harder now. The oxygen stopped travelling to my lungs. The dark alley got even darker as my vision gave up on me. The last thing I remember of that is falling on my side to the pavement.

"Raph? You okay, brother?"

Ugh...everything felt numb. I heard Leo talking to me. Even his voice sounded numb to me. I opened my eyes and saw Donnie and Leo both crowded around staring. I moaned and sat up.

"Dude..." I felt inclined to say.

"What happened?"

"Your lungs absorbed some of the kraang chemicals into your system and caused you to lose conciousness by respiratory failure." Donnie told me. None of that made sense.

"Big words, Donnie. Too many big words..." I told him, shaking my head.

"Raph, are you okay? You're acting...different." Leo said to me. I just shrugged, sitting up all the way.

"Bro, chill-ax. I'm okay." I reassured him with a laugh. Leo and Donnie looked at each other. That's when I saw Mikey standing some distance away. His arms were folded over his chest and he was scowling.

"Mikey!" I exclaimed, leaping off of Donnie's examination table to run up to him.

"This...is not normal..." I heard Leo say.

"Mikey, tell me what happened. Come on, dude. Don't leave me hanging!" I begged Mikey, clasping my hands together. Mikey just scoffed and walked away from me.

"You passed out." He explained. "Now get away from me. You smell awful."

I inwardly winced. What did Mikey mean by that? I raised an arm and sniffed. I wasn't bad. At least I wasn't as bad as Mikey. I told him so.

"Well at least it's not as bad as you!" I was proud of myself. For extra measure I stuck out my tongue at him. Mikey just rolled his eyes. Donnie turned to Leo.

"I...think we have a problem..." He said. I wasn't paying much attention. I was too busy hunting down some pizza. All of that kraang-action made me starved.

This is rather amusing to me, trying to make Raph act like Mikey, and vise versa. I think this is going to be a fun ride.