A/N: So I'm back with a new chapter! Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles. All rights belong to original owners.

Donnie stared at the bite marks left on his phone from the night before. What the heck was that guy's problem? He was just trying to help. He sighed and shifted uncomfortably in his office chair. Whatever was going on was huge and super weird.

"Hey Donatello!" April's friend, Irma yelled as she ran in.

"Hey Irma."

Irma stopped dead in her tracks. "Something's wrong. Tell me Donnie." Rubbing his shell in small circles, Donnie relaxed and sighed again.

"Promise not to tell April or my brothers?" asked Donnie. Donnie could see the worry within Irma's hazel eyes.

"Promise."

"….I got attacked last night…"

"Dear God Donnie, by who?" Worry was replaced by fear in Irma's voice and eyes, as Donnie had noted. He went on to explain about the man attacking him over the fact that he just gently poked him.

"Heh, I'd be like him. Was he on drugs or drinking alcohol? Sometimes drugs or alcohol could cause vomiting." Donnie shook his head.

"No. When I got closer, you couldn't smell any alcohol or drug substances; however, he had a meaty chunk taken out of his arm. He must have been in a fight before me, and I stirred bad emotional hormones in him." he said as he flip his laptop on.

"Perhaps Donnie. Were his eyes weird looking?"

"No. Regular. Just bloodshot."

Irma began to think. "How peculiar."

Donnie nodded in agreement and headed out to the dojo for early morning training. After the training, Leo had noticed the bite marks on Donnie's Tphone.

"Um Donnie? Why do you have bite marks on your phone?"

"Um, well you see when I was coming home from helping April with her homework, I saw this guy puking his guts out. I decided to check it out and saw that after the man had puked up his dinner, he was unresponsive to my questions, so I poked him with my Bo. It awoke him and when he attacked, I fought back. He grabbed my phone and began to chew until I hit him in the head and knocked him out. After that, I ran home." Donnie muttered

Irma looked at the marks on his phone. "Hmm…" She kept studying the phone until she got an email alert on her phone and gasped. "Oh shoot guys! Sorry but I've got a huge biology test to study for! See ya later!" She yelled as she ran home.
It was a few hours later when the turtles headed out for patrol. Gazing down from a rooftop, Leo narrowed his eyes. Donnie was trying to cover the blemishes on his phone and Mikey and Raph were horse playing around.

"Keep it down, you guys! Someone might hear us!" As if Leo had hit the nail on the head, they boys began to hear the clattering of dumpster tops. The boys peered down.

"Ew," Raph said, scrunching his beak up in disgust, "A bunch of weirdoes playing in garbage. Not gross at all."

As they continued to watch, they heard two voices grunting. "You…bring?" A voice asked, raspily and with a few grunts mixed in. They heard a grunt.

"Mm. Fresh.." the other voice said as he dragged something out almost too arm-like.

Raph gagged. "What the-?! Is that an arm?!" Within the background, Donnie was retching and Mikey was covering his eyes.

Leo winced as the people pulled a leg-like object out and promptly began chewing.

Meanwhile in TCRI, the Kraang were watching the scenes on their cameras. One Kraang looked at the other. "Kraang's plan is going according to the plan Kraang has planned…"

A/N: TBC and review nicely please :D