This is a commissioned fic! X3 Hope you like it Frankenpup! XD

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT in any way...sadly...Note to self, get lawyers on phone XD

~~~The Simple Art of Making You Mine~~~

Donnie hummed as he walked down the street in broad daylight. Oh how he loved 2105. The technology of this time was practically drool worthy and the best part was that he could go outside without fear of being locked up. The purple banded ninja smiled and slowly made his way down to the only bookstore in the downtown area. Only to pause when he heard a strange noise in the alleyway next to him. Don narrowed his eyes and begin to enter the alley.

"Hello?" he asked, hoping to God that noone was hurt.

Silence fell on the area like a fog. Stifling that is what it felt like to the mutant ninja turtle. He turned to leave, believing all he heard was a cat when another noise came up. It sounded like a weak cry for help. Don bit his lip and cursed his soft heart. Venturing further in with caution, he slowly reached for his bo staff. He made his way down the alley, fear creeping up his spine. Don continued on, hoping to find someone soon. The olive skinned turtle paused, hearing something only to feel pain erupt from the back of his head. The last thing he saw was a glowing blue cape before it all went dark...

~~~The Simple Art of Making You Mine~~~

Whimpering, moaning and the occasional sob was what the dark clone of Raphael heard every few minutes. He had no idea how long he had been in this hellhole but he knew that when he did get out, his so called brothers were going to get it. He was jolted from his vengeful thoughts by the door to the room that held the cages was opened. Dark Raph raised his head, looking over to see who was the newest member of the motley crew. Two humanoids in glowing blue cloaks dragged a third body to his cage.

"Keep back!" one of them exclaimed.

The other one chuckled. "No worries mate. We drug their food remember?"

The first one grunted, opening the cage. "So what? That don't mean that it wears off in between doses."

The two of them threw in the newest member, locking the cage after. Dark Raph ignored them as they left. Instead, he focused his attention on the body that had been thrown into the cage. It was a turtle. The one that his brother Donatello had been cloned from. The larger mutant shuffled closer to the form of the original Donatello. He wasn't moving. Dark Raph lowered his head, taking in his scent. Out cold. He snorted and looked over the frail form. A huge bruise was on the back of the olive skinned turtle's head, showing the red skinned mutant where Donatello was hit.

Dark Raph reached out to wake up his new cell mate, only to pause. He stared at his large hand and glared at it. He hand could cover all of the original Donatello's head and probably crush it. That wasn't what Dark Raph wanted. Shaking his head, he reached over to wake up the smaller male.

~~~The Simple Art of Making You Mine~~~

Donnie moaned as something shook him. He opened his eyes, only to shut them as pain assaulted his brain. "Relax" a voice grumbled at him. "Open your eyes slowly until you can fully open them without any pain."

Don wanted to nod but he wanted to take some damage control first. "W-Where am I?"

The voice spoke again. "To be honest? A cage in some sort of warehouse."

"W-What?" Don opened his eyes a sliver. "A warehouse?"

He couldn't see the owner of the voice but it was rather soothing. "Yeah. And we ain't alone little turtle."

The olive skinned turtle slowly rolled over, wincing in pain as his head moved. He opened his eyes a bit more and saw only dark blurs. "I hate to sound stupid but what the hell is going on?"

A large dark shape moved, which made Don annoyed since he couldn't see who or what the being was. "It ain't stupid question. What I have figured out is that this is a holding block for the slave trade."

"Y-You mean we are prisoners here?" Don wanted to scream in frustration but refrained, mostly due to the pain coming from his head.

The other being grunted. "For now. I suggest not eating the food they bring."

"Why?" was the question Don accidentally said out loud.

"They drug it. Trust me, it would be better for the both of us to keep our wits."

A smile came over Don's face. "That it would."

Another grunt came from Don's cell mate. "I would also suggest you rest while you can. They gave you one nasty bump from what I can tell."

Don sat up, only to clutch his head in pain. He blinked away the tears. "So it would seem. Thank you. Others would just leave me here."

The male shifted, as if not used to getting such compliments. "Yeah, well. It is going to take more than one of us to escape this hell hole. Now rest little one. I'll take first watch."

Don nodded, only wince as that was a bad idea. He hunkered down and rolled over to try to see who his new friend was. "Oh, I never got your name. Mine is Donatello."

Silence before the other spoke. "I don't...have a name. I never got one."

"Well then. I guess I have to give you a name." Don layed there in the dark for a while before a bright smile overcame his face. "I got it."

No doubt the other's eyebrow was raised. "And that is?"

Don looked in his direction. "Adrian. That's a good name."

"Adrian...I like it."

A soft laugh escaped the smaller male as he drifted off...

~~~The Simple Art of Making You Mine~~~

And ending the chapter there...I know, I am a brat but hey, this is how it is going to go XD Read and review guys! Hope you like it Frankenpup!