TMNT: Outbreak

Hey all! So I've had so many TMNT fics going through my head that I needed to get this beauty out before I forgot. I probably won't update this as often as my others just so I can those out of the way first. Also, there isn't any specific universe this belongs to (I personally use the 2003-7 series) but it could fit into any one really. I'd love to hear what you think and reviews are welcome! Thanks and God bless - Rin


Prologue:

It had started out like any other day in the sewers; though, by now, I should have known that there is no such thing as an ordinary day for us.I should have known that finding something strange for me was never a good thing. And it took a lot for me to consider something strange.

"Donnie! Don! Look!" I heard my brother call ahead of me in the sewer.

Mikey was stooping down to gaze dumbfounded as some obscured thing before him. Though that wasn't uncommon; a lot of things dumbfounded Michelangelo.

"What is it Mikey? If it's another dead roach I swear I'll put it in your next pizza." I growled, only half meaning it.

My orange-banded brother flashed me a glance before rolling his baby blue eyes.

"It's not a roach bro, I dunno what it is though. Some glowing stuff!" he stood up and I came to look over his shoulder.

Mikey was indeed right (for once) and my brow furrowed as I crouched down to look at the strange blue-ish dollop of goop that was innocently sitting on the concrete. There seemed to be three half-frisbee sized orbs. Each orb seemed to glow from within with a soft blue light.

"Is it aliens!?" my brother exclaimed with a smirk and I simply shook my head, swatting his hand away from them.

"I don't know Mikey. I'll take one back as a sample to the lab with me to really see. It might be some sort of mutagen."

I should have known better than to bring that thing back to lair...back to my family.


One question that I always have is why do all the weird things happen to us?' No matter if we're hiding or just trying to do something normal, us turtles are somehow involved...no matter what.

"Mikey, whadda' you do with my Wrestle Mania magazine?!" I heard Raphie boy call from the kitchen as Don and I got back from our sewer run.

"Bro, I just got back. Besides you know I don't read that stuff, it melts your brain!" I called back, jumping over the back of the couch with a sigh as I flicked on our mutiple TVs.

Raphael came out of the kitchen with a bag of potato chips, growling something under his breath as Don simply laughed and he made his way over to his lab. He tossed his duffle bag just outside the door before closing it with a bang.

"Anything interestin' happen while ya were out?" my red banded brother asked, popping a chip into his mouth before slumping down onto the couch, his eyes watching the newscaster on the TV.

"And authorities are issuing a hazard warning and recommend that all unaffected persons stay indoors until further notice."

I broke into a grin and turned to sit cross-legged, not even registering the news.

"Bro, we found something so cool!"

Raph's chuckled before flicking a chip up with his thump and catching in his mouth, "Was it another cockroach?"

"Bro," I sighed, "what is it with you guys and thinking I'm into roaches?!"

Raph simply shrugged with a grin.

"Anyways, we found something a million times better then roaches...we found ALIEN GOO!" I emphasized the last few words and waved my arms like I was telling a rad horror story.

If only I knew how terrible it was able to get.


Sometimes there are those people who jus' can't take a hint. That was me that day; there were so many signs that somethin' wasn't right but I jus' ignored 'em...

"So you guys found some goo and Don thought it'd be a good idea to bring it here?" I rolled my eyes, not surprised at my younger brother's hair-brained idea.

Mike rolled his eyes and just shrugged, "You know Donnie. Always wanting to figure out what he doesn't know."

I smirked, "When are ya gunna tell 'im that it's just your snot that he's studyin'?"

Michelangelo gave a slight growl, "Ha Ha Raph, very funny." he said sarcastically and snatched the chips that I was snackin' on.

I leaned over and slapped the smart ass over the head before grabbin' the bag back. From there Mikey lept forward and both of us went rollin' off the couch an' onto the floor. I don't remember much except that I won, pinning Mikey to the floor with a knee.

It was then that a loud yell echoed through the lair, halting our little fight and making us freeze. The air was still for the next few seconds before a loud crash again came from Donatello's lab. Mike and I shared a look, immediately jumpin' up and going for the lab door.

"Donnie you okay bro?" I called through the door, my hand goin' for the handle.

The only answer I got was another bang followed by a loud grunt. Glancing over at Mikey for a split second his wide eyed gaze was the only encouragement that I needed. With a heave I threw open the door and knew immediately that somethin' had gone horribly wrong.

There were splatters of blood all cross the floor along with patches of glowin', blue liquid that tracked from the large workbench. A loud moan made both Mikey and I look over to see Don hunched over on the floor.

"Donnie!"

I heard Mikey yell but don' remember moving myself but the next thing I knew I was holdin' Don up, blood covering his front from the stump that was his right arm.


The thing about being the leader is that when it all hits the fan others look to you for guidance. But what happens when you've run out of answers? What happens when your only option is to run?

I heard the the shouts and crashes just before Michelangelo came bursting into my room. I cracked open an eye from my meditation position and felt my composure vanish as soon as I saw my younger brother. His eyes were as large as dinner plates and blood...fresh blood... was smeared along the front of of his plastron.

"Mikey, what happened!?" I demanded, standing up and grabbing my katana from the floor.

My orange-banded brother panted heavily and seemed to have trouble forming words as the moment, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

There was a sudden bang along with what sounded like a string of curses from Raphael and I put a hand on my brother's shoulder.

"Mikey...what's going on?"

Michelangelo gulped in a breath of air before gazing up at me with his baby blue eyes, "Leo...it's Donnie. Something's in the lab and Raph's fighting it off!" he said all in one breath.

I heard another crash and nearly flew downstairs, drawing my weapons as I booked it towards the dark doorway that led to my brother's lab. The crashes and yells grew louder along with some strange guttural growls that couldn't have come from either of my brothers.

I burst into the room and the first thing that hit me was the smell. It reeked of blood and I could see why. Dark splotches splattered the floor and part of one wall where I saw Donatello sitting against, clutching a bandaged stump of his arm to his chest. I felt my stomach drop as I turned as saw the reason for his injury.

At the moment Raphael was trading blows with a large bluish-hued creature that looked like it belonged in a ginsue shop. Razor-looking blades tipped almost every inch of it except for it's small head. Instead, liquid black eyes narrowed as it locked onto my arrival.

"Raph!" I yelled, trying to get my brother away from what ever the creature was.

If it could have done that to Donnie who knows what it could do to Raph. The creature uttered the same guttural shriek that I had heard before and raised the scythe-like blades that made up it's hands. Instead of backing off Raph uttered his own growl and lunged forward, trying to stab the creature with one of his sai. Instead of hitting the mark though the monster simply flicked it's slim tail and sliced my brother's front.

There was a loud yell, whether it was my own or not I couldn't quite tell as I lunged forward. Nothing existed except for the blades in my hands and the beast before me. I flipped over the creature's tail and slashed downwards toward's its unguarded head.

There was a satisfying shick as metal sliced through flesh and the creature howled in pain, blue goop splashing to the floor.

"Raph!" I heard the voice of Mikey call out and I whipped around as the blue monster fell to the ground with a wet thwap.

My brother lay on his back, his arms spread out and his sai thrown to the sides with the ends cleanly sliced away. I sheathed my dripping katanas and knelt down next to Raphael, my eyes going to the deep gash that ran diagonally from his collar bone down his front. Luckily his plastron had taken the blow; though, the bladed monster had left a deep scar in the shell.

"I'm alright Mikey...jus' a scratch!" I almost sighed in relief as Raph answered, running a hand along the deep scar.

I frowned, "Raph you're lucky to be alive. If that thing had gotten you just a little higher you could have bled out."

The red banded turtle rolled his eyes, "I'm fine Leo. Just concentrate on Don righ' now."

'Idiot!' I thought and looked up to see the unmoving form of Donatello still sitting against the far wall.

"Don...Donnie!" I called out and out a hand on my brother's shoulder, fearing the amount of blood that surrounded him.

"Le...o." I heard my name and could have lept for joy, but supported my brother as he lifted his head and his dark brown eyes fluttered open.

"Don...what do we need to do?" I asked, looking down at the heavily soaked cloth that wrapped around what remained of my brother's right arm.

"T..tourniquet...new bandages..." he said, shaking heavily as he pointed to the first aid that sat on the shelf across the room.

"Morphine...bottom shelf..." he continued gesturing to the locked cabinet to the left.

I nodded, "Raph are okay to stay here and help keep Don awake?" Raphael nodded.

"Mikey, you grab the first aid kit and I'll get the morphine." I looked up to my orange banded brother.

Both nodded and jumped into action. Raph kept talking in hushed tones as Donatello's head dipped to his chest and he gave him a shake every once in a while. Mikey rummaged around across the room for the first aid and I quickly dispatched the small lock on the green cabinet with the hilt of my katana.

Hundreds of bottles of drugs were neatly organized and labeled along with packets of empty syringes. I grabbed the bottle of clear liquid on the bottom shelf along with a syringe and turned back to Donnie. With steady hands I filled the needle and deftly inserted it into my brother's shoulder.

Mikey came over at the same time and started bringing out gauze and bandages. After we had tied off Don's arm with Raphael's bandanna we removed the rag that had been sloppily wrapped around the stump and began to re-wrap it.

After what felt like forever my brother's arm was re-wrapped in clean bandages and, with help from Mikey we were able to get him into a standing position. Donatello was barely conscious though and his head kept bobbing up and down as he drifted in and out of awareness.

"Raph, set up the couch and get some water. Don's lost a lot of blood." I ordered and Raphael nodded without hesitation, grabbing his now blood soaked bandanna from the floor.

He had just left and Mike and I had just lifted our injured brother onto our shoulders when I heard a wet hiss and the scrap of a blade against the ground. I whipped my head around and nearly stumbled as I saw the creature in the corner start to move.

It's bladed tail twitched legs curled under the beast's body.

"Leo!" Mikey exclaimed as he also saw the movement, the creature slowly standing.

A bloody gash still marred it's head but it's one good eye locked on us and the monster let loose another gurgling hiss.

"Mikey get out of here!" I yelled unsheathing my swords once more.

My younger brother hesitated for a moment before started dragging Donatello out of the lab, my hands tightening around the pommel of my blades. The beast growled as I approached, it's razor arms and tail flashing with blood, both my brother's and it's own.

There was a moment of stillness before the creature lept forward faster then I thought possible. It's needle laced mouth flashed before me and I dove to the side, slicing as I did. My katanas only hit the spines sticking out of it's side and bounced off the defense. The creature whipped around clamping down with it's teeth, only missing my foot by mere inches.

I stood and took a step back, my shell bumping against the wall. It was then that I realized that I had been forced into the corner and the creature was turning to finish me off. It raised it's mangled head, a black eye boring into me with keen intelligence.

THWACK!

There was a wet sound and the monster howled, writhing to get to whatever had just gone into it's back. I gazed in amazement as a slim furry shape lept towards the beast and yanked hard on the blade that was lodged in the creature's back.

"Sensei!" I called out, watching as Splinter sliced the creature while nearly decapitating it with the sword.

With a wailing groan the bladed monster collapsed and felt to the ground, twitching in the final throws of death. It gave up with one last thrash before falling still.

In shock I looked at my master in both amazement and relief, glad he was safe and that the creature was now finally dispatched.

"Are you alright Leonardo?" Splinter asked me, wiping the blue-smeared sword on the hem of his tunic.

I nodded, feeling the adrenaline still pumping through my system as I embraced my teacher while trying not to let my limbs shake.

"Good, I am proud of how you've done well in protecting your brothers. Though we need to hurry and prepare for departure." Splinter said, stepping back to look me right in the eyes.

"You mean we're leaving sensei? Why?" I asked, confusion filling my chest.

I saw my teacher's eyes were filled with sadness and...fear. I couldn't believe the fear the was just below Splinter's stoic mask.

"This is not the only place that these creatures are appearing Leonardo. They are everywhere." he said and I felt my stomach go cold.

'Everywhere!? But what about New York? How'd they even get here..what caused them?' the questions rushed through my mind as Splinter and I exited the now destroyed lab.

Sensei went over to check on Donatello who seemed to be resting on the couch now, being watched over by Raph and Mikey. Suddenly, a dull boom echoed overhead and I felt my the room grown still.

It was then that I realized that if what Master Splinter said was true, this wasn't a freak incident. This was an outbreak.