Ch 2 Terror at Gun Point.

Leo struggled against the grip of his captor as he was dragged out of the kitchen and back toward the living room where he was flung onto the couch. He quickly pulled himself up and watched in fear as a large turtle wearing a tight red t-shirt and dark blue jeans stood over him.

"Where is it!?" The turtle demanded as he angrily leered down at Leo.

"Where's what?" Leo asked as he attempted to steady his breathing and pounding heart.

The turtle quickly pulled out a gun from his back pocket and waved it nervously at Leo, "Don't play dumb with me pretty boy," He stated loudly, "Where's the money?!"

Leo shook his head, "What money, I don't have any money!" He shouted, "I swear, I don't know what you're talking about!"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," The turtle sneered down at him, "Where's the money! Where's HUN!"

"I swear to you," Leo told him, lowering his voice slightly in an attempt to calm the other turtle, "I have no idea what money you're talking about and I don't know anyone named Hun," He watched the red turtle slowly begin to relax, "I'm just the house sitter." He cautiously reached over to the end table and grabbed the note, "See," he said as he handed the note to the large turtle, "I'm just here to watch the house for the weekend, that's it, nothing else," He assured him, "I've never even met the owner of the house."

The red turtle looked at the note suspiciously before looking back Leo, "House sitter?" The turtle backed away and scowled down at the note the turtle gave him, "So you don't know who Hun is?"

Leo took a breath and stood up, "No," He said with a steady voice, "And if you want me to prove what I'm saying, I can get my wallet, it's upstairs in my pants pocket and it has my business card in it."

The red turtle angrily crumbled up the note and threw it back at Leo, he then backed away while putting the gun in his back pocket. He looked around the house with a disappointed look and huffed angrily. "A damn house sitter," He muttered and started walking to the other end of the couch. Leo watched in bewilderment as the turtle started grabbing cushions off the couch and began throwing them angrily on to the floor. He then grabbed the fabric of the couch and with his bare hands, began ripping the fabric apart.

"Hey!" Leo yelled and started to run over to him, "Stop that!"

The angry turtle quickly pulled the gun back out and pointed it at Leo as the blue turtle came up to him, "You want to try and stop me pretty boy?!" He demanded angrily.

Leo halted in his tracks and swallowed hard while eyeing the gun, "Name's Leonardo," Leo replied as he slowly backed away with his hands raised, "And I'm not trying to stop you," He slowly brought his right hand toward the gun and gently pushed the turtle's hand down while staring up at him with a steely glare, "I just don't think you need to do what you're doing," He cautiously walked closer to the turtle, "like pointing a gun in my face or tearing up this guy's house."

The red turtle watched, slightly perplexed as Leo gently coaxed his hand away from him, he took a deep breath and placed the gun back in his pocket. "Sorry," He told him, "Name's Raphael and I'm trying to find money owed to me by this guy Hun," He explained as he turned back to the couch, "I found out he supposed to live here," He bent down and began pulling the stuffing out of the couch, "So just stay out of my way and let me do my thing and you won't get hurt."

"Won't get hurt?" Leo watched as Raphael continued to dig into the couch. Seeing the large red turtle was occupied, Leo took the opportunity to begin to slowly back up toward the door. "You don't look like the kind of turtle who would hurt anyone." He told him as his eyes slowly wandered to the door.

Raphael looked over at Leo just in time to see him attempt to make a break for the door. "Oh no ya don't!" He yelled, grabbing at Leo just in time to keep him from opening the door. "And here I thought I could trust ya." He grunted hard as Leo struggled to once again get out of his grip.

"Trust me?!" Leo demanded as Raphael once again forced him to sit on the couch. "You come in here, wave a gun in my face demanding all kinds of information I don't have and you're the one with trust issues!?"

"Just sit still and I promise ya, after I get ma money, I'll leave and never bother ya again…."The sudden ringing of the bell had both turtle startling; they looked over at the door then at each other.

"People know I'm here," Leo told Raphael, "If I don't answer that door you could be dealing with a lot more people than just me." He looked back over to the door then back to Raphael, "Like the police." He told him with raised eye ridges.

Raphael looked from the door to Leo then back to the door in contemplation; after a few moments, he brought his gun out and grabbed Leo off the couch by his arm. "Open the door," He instructed as he put the gun against Leo's shoulder, "But know this, I'll be on the other side of that door and you try anything, anything at all, I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your head…..or anyone else's for that matter."

Leo looked at the big turtle doubtfully, but even though his instincts told him this turtle probably would not hurt anyone, he decided it was best not to take any chances. He allowed the turtle to forcefully walk him over to the door and waited while Raphael situated himself to the side of the door, the gun held tightly in his hand and pointing directly at Leo.

After a nod from the red clad turtle, Leo opened the door and stared in surprise at seeing Splinter looking up at him. The large rat's eyes roamed from Leo's face down his body with a perplexed look before looking back at the blue turtle quizzically.

Leo looked down at himself and felt the heat rising as he realized he was dressed in his boxer shorts with a thin blue t-shirt. "Uh…sorry," Leo said as he placed himself slightly behind the door, "I was getting ready for bed when the doorbell rang and I….um….I don't have a robe."

Splinter nodded in understanding, "Ah yes, of course, my apologies for disturbing you at the late hour of…" The rat pulled out his pocket watch, "eight thirty on a Friday evening."

Leo chuckled nervously, "Early to bed, early to rise," He explained with red cheeks.

"Of course," Splinter nodded, "And that is what I wanted to talk with you about," Leo raised his eye ridges at him, "This neighborhood is on an automatic sprinkler system that goes off every morning at five am sharp," He explained, "I just wanted to let you know so you will be careful if you go out in the early morning."

Leo nodded and watched as Splinter attempted to peek inside the house, his nose twitched and eyes narrowed as Leo started to close the door slightly. "Well, um…thank you for the head's up," Leo told him, "I do tend to go for runs in the morning so I'll be careful and…um…I'll see you around."

"Is everything alright in there?" Splinter asked as the door started to close.

"Oh yeah, everything's great!" Leo said, a little too enthusiastically he realized as the rat looked at him with suspicious eyes. "Have a good night."

Before Splinter could say anything more, Leo quickly closed the door then bolted it shut. He leaned heavily against the door and let out a deep breath as he looked over at Raphael. "Very good Leonardo," He told him as he nodded his approval, "Quick and easy, just the way I like it." He motioned with his gun for Leo to step away from the door.

Leo complied while keeping a wary eye on Raphael's hand, "Look, why don't you just leave?" Leo demanded, "Except for some slight damage that I can fix, you really haven't done anything wrong and I…."

"I'm not leaving till I found ma money and settle a score with dat bastard Hun!" Raphael told him angrily.

"Why?" Leo asked as Raphael led him toward the kitchen, "What did this guy do to you besides steel your money? Why not go to the police?"

"Dat's none of ya business," He stated as he forced Leo toward the garage, "Open the door," He demanded.

Leo did and stepped out into the garage, Raphael took his arm and led him to a corner of the garage where several totes were stacked on top of each other, "Open that one," Raphael demanded, pointing to a tote sitting to the side of the other totes.

Leo did then stepped aside while Raphael, his eyes and gun fixed on Leo, put his hand inside then pulled out several long pieces of rope. Leo felt his heart skip as Raphael waved the gun at Leo, "Back inside and up the stairs."

"What for?" Leo demanded as he started to move, "What are you going to do with that rope?"

Raph grinned evilly at him, "You'll see." He sneered as he forced Leo back into the house and up the stairs.

Several moments later, the two turtles stood at the top of the stairs, "Which room is yours?"

Leo looked at Raphael quickly, the gun still clutched tightly in the larger turtle's hand which was shaking slightly, he let out a defeated sigh then walked over to the door of the room he was to be staying in, "this one," He said as they walked in.

Raphael looked around the room as he walked over to the bed, he grabbed Leo's bag and tossed it over into the closet then waved his gun toward the bed. "Lay down," He demanded.

"Why?" Leo demanded as Raphael dropped all but one piece of rope onto the floor, "What are you going to do with that rope?"

"I'm going to tie you to the bed with it," Raphael told him with a sneer.

"Tie me to the bed?" Leo looked at him incredulously "Why? Are you planning on raping me or something like that?" He demanded angrily while backing away from the bed.

Raphael looked at him completely incensed, "Is that the only way you think I can get any action, by forcing myself on someone?!"

Leo crossed his arms in defiance, "Well I don't know," He responded, "You're the one who keeps waving that gun in my face and forcing me to do things against my will."

Raphael put the gun back into his back pocket, "I just don't trust ya ta stay put while I'm looking around the house for the money," He explained as he picked up the other pieces of rope, "So just do as I tell ya to and let me get back to what I need to do so I can get out of here." Leo hesitated to move toward the bed, "Look, it's either ya get on the bed and let me tie ya up or I knock ya out with the gun and then tie ya up," He pulled the gun out and once again, waved it toward the blue clad turtle, "The choice is yours."

After several more seconds of debating, Leo finally resigned himself to getting on the bed and allowing Raphael to tie his hands to the bed post, "What if I have to go to the bathroom?" He asked as Raphael secured his right wrist to the post.

Raphael snorted in annoyance, "Go in ya shorts!" he told him loudly as he turned to leave the room. He stopped in the doorway and looked back at the turtle with a soften gaze, "Look, I didn't mean to get ya into this," He told him in a low voice, "I just want ma money and once I find it, I'll untie you then I'll leave."

Leo turned his head away from him and huffed angrily, "Why should I believe you?"

Raphael pulled out the gun and pointed it upward, "Because you were right," He said as he squeezed the trigger, Leo startled as the gun made nothing more than a clicking noise, "I'm not the kind of turtle who can hurt someone," He started toward the door, "I only hurt those who hurt me….or my friends."

Leo watched, perplexed at what Raphael had just said, as the turtle left the room closing the door quietly behind him.

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Hey Silexwitch…love that review and it kind of gives me a plot for a new story…(roniturtle wrings her hands evilly as naughty thoughts run through her head)….. and thank you to KerryAnne for the wonderful review, I love your stories too and would love to see them completed! Please finish them, I'm dying here... Anyway, hope this chapter answered some of your questions, more to come soon. Please keep those reviews coming and Peace :)