Hello TMNT!

This is an idea that sprung to mind when I was watching TMNT 2012. This chapter is kinda' a test. Depending on how people react to this can depend on whether this becomes a chapter story or is just a one shot. So please, send me your thoughts.

I hope you like this anyways guys.

I don't own TMNT!

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The love between siblings is not a normal love; like the love between a parent and child or a friendship love. It is special. Why? because siblings can fight as much as they want and their bond will remain strong. They will always support each other, and love each other in their own special way.

Now, however, me and my siblings must support each other more than ever. Since our father died in a confrontation with the Shredder and we got ourselves captured by the latter; human kind have realised our existence. They are going to test on us! Like little lab experiments; they are going to test on us until we are either dead or close to it!

I have to think of a way to get me and my brothers out of here! I may be alone now and separated from my brothers; clueless about their condition or if they are even still alive, but I know I must get us out of here. Even at the cost of my life.

Because of our sibling bonds.

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"Don't worry, Mikey, it will be okay," Leonardo reassured his brother the last time the orange-clad turtle had seen him. "We will get out of here; we all will. And then me, you, Raph and Donnie will be free from this Hell!"

Leonardo had been the one who had volunteered to go first for experimentation a month ago; feeling responsible due to his role as leader and him being the eldest. The blue-clad turtle had allowed himself to get escorted away from his brothers with his head held high with pride and with an aura which calmed his younger siblings. Michelangelo didn't know what became of him. He didn't know if his brother was alive or dead, injured or healthy, happy or sad... how the youngest turtle brother craved this knowledge.

Raphael had gone next but he didn't go quite so willingly. He badly injured one human scientist by punching them in the head when they had attempted to take Donatello for testing. From there, Raphael was escorted away.

Donatello went third. He told Mikey that he knew the most about science and medical stuff and if he found his brothers, he could heal them better than Mikey could. Michelangelo was more than a little reluctant for his third brother to leave him. He was very close to Donatello and didn't want to feel alone... but he had no choice in the matter. Once the human scientists had heard Donatello volunteer third for testing, the brainiac was already a lab experiment to them.

'Shredder... damn Shredder... he did this to us!' Mikey now thought angrily as he threw a rock at a wall which had rested on the floor; his hand getting stopped mid throw due to the tight cuffs which were attached to his wrists. 'He killed Splinter... He reported us to scientists... He is the reason I'm alone!"

Michelangelo sat in a cell-like room with large, black bricks making up three walls and a row of metal bars making up the front wall. There was no heating and it was freezing cold. The scientists had told him and his turtle brothers when they had first put them in here this was to test how easy it was for them to get pneumonia to which Donatello replied that though normal turtles could get pneumonia; they couldn't. Their mutated genes made it extremely difficult for them to catch human diseases.

They didn't believe him though. They probably though the purple-clad turtle was trying to spare himself from a freezing living space for the next month.

Picking up another rock which covered the concrete floor; Mikey threw it at the metal bars at the front of the cell. A large clang followed. "Hamato Michelangelo, could you please stop with the noise," A tall scientist with a mop of dark brown hair requested.

Michelangelo released the third rock in his hand and let it fall limply to the floor. "How are my brothers?" The turtle asked emotionlessly, not responding to what the scientist last said.

"Same as always, Michelangelo, they're fine," The scientist replied, sounding bored as if he'd been in this situation many times before. He had been actually. Everyday since Leo left; Mikey would ask "How is my brother?" and since Raph left, "How are my brothers?" The answer was always the same. However, Mikey believed the scientist was lying to him and one day, if he kept asking, he would hear the truth.

"When can I see them?" Mikey enquired, still emotionless.

The scientist crossed his arms. "Soon, Michelangelo. Why do you keep asking about them anyways? I keep telling you they're fine!"

The orange-clad turtle gave the scientist who stood behind the iron bars a blank look. "Its 'cos I don't trust you, dude!" If the turtle had said that a month ago, it could have been taken as a joke. However, the way the orange-clad terrapin just stared at the man made it clear that the turtle spoke his honest feelings. The scientist didn't seem happy by the comment. Mikey shrugged, "Sorry?" The scientist glared before he walked away.

Looks like that guy wasn't going to come back anytime soon.

Michelangelo rested his head against the brick wall and slouched; not being able to stop himself pondering what had happened to him the last month. He and his brothers had fought the Shredder... damn Shredder... his father had died at his hands... father...

Splinter... Master Splinter...

It didn't feel like the old rat master was really gone. It felt as if he was still in the lair, sipping herbal tea, and acting sensei-ish; not dead in a grave someplace. Michelangelo hadn't been there when the fatal blow had befallen his dad; hadn't been there for his final moments. Neither had Donatello or Raphael. Leonardo had. The terrapin had watched his own father die by the hands of his sworn enemy - Shredder - in his own home.

Michelangelo didn't know what was worse... not being there and not getting to say goodbye to your father, or being there and having to watch as your father died before your eyes. Both could leave pretty big scars on the heart.

The death of Splinter had stung all the turtles, including April and Casey; but the terrapins had little time to mourn before Shredder reported the terrapins to other humans, scientists in particular; and they were captured and brought to this experimental facility to get tested on with different substances; some which would cause great damage.

The turtles had a pretty good idea why the Shredder reported them. It was to shame them. He did it to destroy their pride by exposing them to the world - the one thing the turtles perfected the art of ninjitsu all their lives to avoid - and then, once their pride was broken, he would let the scientists torture them with their experiments... once the damage was done, no doubt Shredder would sneak into the facility and befall the final blow.

Shredder would be the one who'd kill them.

And what was worse? Anyone who could possibly rescue the terrapin ninjas didn't know where they were. They were totally alone now. The brothers only had each other, yet, they were separated. Weakened.

Michelangelo knew he had to do something. He knew he had to do something before any of his brothers died. He had to get out of here. They all had to get out of here.

And because of their sibling bond; Mikey was going to risk his life to achieve his own, and his brothers, freedom.