A/N:Alright, I'm on a ROLL people! Next chapter's HERE! As well as the other half of ConnieNergas's help :D


He was laughing when the static finally ended. "I believe time has run out, Raphael."

Raph was far from amused. He didn't know what happened with Don, but he knew it could not be good. "What happened?"

"Simple. He ran out of air. I would let you talk to him still, but he's not conscious. I see no reason to waste the airwaves. Good luck, Raphael. Maybe you can save Donatello from permanent brain damage. You don't want him to end up like Fortunato."

The connection went dead then and Raphael yelled out into the night. It was over.

Leo sighed and walked over to him. "It's alright, Raph. You'll get this."

"What if it's too late, Leo?" Raph looked at his brother. The fury in his eyes was prominent even through the desperation.

"It's not. Listen, he likes literature, right? Well, I was reading 'Cask of Amontillado' before all this." Leo sighed again when Raph's look turned confused. "With Fortunato."

"You read it?" Raph felt the hope return.

"Yeah. It's a poem about a man left to die in the catacombs by his friend." Leo glanced over at Mike then, "I would have finished it if someone would have stayed quiet."

"They were funny jokes." Mikey shrugged then sighed. "He talked about cemeteries and stuff a lot."

"Yeah, ta push it in our faces," Raph growled.

"He talked about older cemeteries," Leo pointed out.

"What about the Indiana Jones film being filmed here?" Mike looked up at his brothers with a small smile. "They have old cemetery stuff."

It just clicked then. Raph knew the first clue. He knew the other clues as well. It all made sense to him now! There was only one thing still nagging at him. "Where tha hell does Ulysses come in wit' all this? Ain't he one a' those generals a' tha Civil War?"

"It's literature." Leo said immediately. "I think…" He took out his phone and did a quick internet search, "Yeah, Ulysses is Odysseus's Latin name. This guy seems to like Latin."

"Odysseus? I still don't get it. How's that guy like Don?"

"He said trials." Mike offered, quietly.

"There was a trial I remember. And Odysseus's bow. That could be it." Leo started to pace. "He had to use his bow to prove who he was when he returned home. Though the spelling's different, bow could be what he meant." His eyes darted over to the bo staff Raph still gripped in his fist.

"What's the clue?" Mikey asked. He stood and walked over and Raph finally noticed the anger in his brother's eyes.

"I don't know…" Raph growled. Then he remembered something. He immediately took off running, letting his brothers follow. The radio moved to his hand. He never slowed as he pressed the talk button. "Ya think yer so smart, huh? I'm gonna save my brother and then fuckin' kill you!"

"Raphael; what a pleasant surprise!" The radio responded. "I was just planning just planning to talk to you. You see, I don't find it fair that your brothers can help you."

"So we're right, huh? Don's gonna be at that movie set."

"You think it's that easy? The play has yet to conclude. You will still fail. How could you save him now? He's dead."

"Not yet." Raph leaped down the last building, using the fire escape to slow his decent. He landed in the alley near the entrance. He scanned the area outside it. The movie set was crowded with tow-away trailers and aluminum enclosures.

"Where oh where could he be?"

"Shut tha fuck up. We're find him, ya fuckin' bastard," Raph growled. He spotted the guards and security cameras around the area next. He could have really used Don's technical know-how right about now. The next person he thought about was April, but she was surely asleep at this hour and they did not have the time to call her.

"We don't have time to worry about the security," Leo said from behind him. "I'll get you in. Mikey, go with him. I'll follow when I can." Without waiting for a response, Leo disappeared into the night.

Some five minutes later, Raph's cell vibrated with the signal to go in. He immediately took off with Michelangelo following silently behind. The path they took was clear of guards thanks to Leo. The two of them avoided the cameras just in case. The security was far from as tight as they were used to. The sounds of chatter around the corner told them Leo didn't get them all. Raph quickly broke the lock on one of the aluminum enclosures and slipped in quickly.

"Cool," Mikey whispered and Raph caught him gawking around at all the stage equipment. His brother found a brown hat and placed it on his head. He sat in a director's chair with a glance around him. "Is there a clickie thingy here? Action!"

"Mikey, cut that out!" Raph growled as he walked over to whip the hat of Mike's head. "We ain't here ta fool around!"

"I know…" Mikey sighed before he shuffled away.

"There's nothin' here anyway." Raph had no idea what he was doing. Don could be anywhere.

"Raph…" Mikey said, quietly.

"Unless ya found somethin' important, I don't wanna hear it." Raph growled.

"…I did…" Mikey was pointing at small monitor when Raph turned to him. "It's Don…" The look on Mike's face was all Raph needed to run over.

Raph's initial thought of the green-tinted video was the abnormally good quality. He could clearly see his lost brother's bare face. He also noticed how still his brother was as the clock in the corner of the screen ticked away the seconds. It was streaming live and it looked like Donatello was… No, something was wrong. Raph stared at the screen, trying to find something wrong with it. It couldn't be too late. "It can't be…"

"It is." The voice from the radio device was back. "I'm watching the same feed. Beautiful, isn't it? I've always enjoyed the sight of the dead and dying. It means something has finally gone right in this ugly world. Do you want me to rewind it a little? You can see his last moments."

"He's not dead, you psycho!" Raph roared, "Where are you so I can kick yer ass?"

"I'm not too far away now. I decided to leave my penthouse for a first row seat of the grand finale. You may watch your brother only minutes ago in the meantime."

As Raph turned back to the monitor, he saw the minutes blur over a black screen. Only when it stopped did the full picture return. Raph couldn't turn away as he watched the tape of his brother's struggle to breathe; lasting way too long…until Don just collapsed. He waited to see Don move again. Anything to prove it wasn't over, but there was nothing; a persisting pile of nothing. "No, it can't be! He's not dead yet! Yer jus' fuckin' wit' me!"

"Now Raphael, how could you think that of me? It isn't a trick. He hasn't moved since that little incident. You lost."

"Why should I believe you?" Raph smashed his fist into the monitor and sent it crashing to the ground. "Dammit!" He grabbed Mikey's hand and dragged him along. "I'll prove it. C'mon."

The two of them worked together to search the rest of the place frantically. The fourth door they came to didn't even need to be unlocked and that gave Raph both hope and the sense of impending doom. It smelled of a trap even before they opened the door, but Raph didn't wait. He couldn't. He threw the door open and came face-to-face with smirking man he could barely remember from the fog before the night became this nightmare. "It's you."

The man wore a tailored red suit jacket over a lime green shirt and black slacks. His tie was as oddly colored but only served to bring it together. His salt and pepper hair was firmly brushed back. He looked jovial, but the predatory look in his eyes told a different story. "Finally we meet in person, my friend," He said before sweeping his arm around at the cave-like décor of the room. "I paid good money for this to be built like so. It's a work of genius. My genius. Completely authentic to the era the movie called for except," He knocked the back of his hand against the wall behind him, "It's made of a special material to allow light in-"

"I didn't come here fer a decoratin' lesson," Raph interrupted, quickly, "I came fer my brother." He pulled out his twin sai and prepared for a charge. "An' you ain't getting' in my way."

As Raph dashed forward, the man laughed and stepped aside easily. "I haven't formally introduced myself yet." He knocked Raphael away with a sweeping kick. "Laurence Donavon. Such a pleasure. As impulsive as always, Raphael?"

"Yer a fuckin' asshole!"

"I've been told so before, but you'll never hear it from my enemies. They're already six feet under." He leaned back as Raph came close again.

Donavon ducked Raph's punch just as Mike yelped. Raphael immediately whirled around with wild eyes to see Mike on one knee, a hand on the ground, and the other clasped against his neck. Mike's eyes mirrored Raph's own as the younger charged Donavon. As the two met, Mike yelled, "Just go, Raph! I got him! Find Donny!"

Raph hesitated for only a second before he took off down the tunnel Donavon had been blocking before. He knew Don had to be down this one. He didn't stop to look at his surroundings as he breezed by them. He was almost there. He could see the opening of the tunnel seconds before he found himself in the middle of what was deemed the catacombs.

"How does it feel to be so completely alone?" Donavon's voice came through the walkie-talkie still tucked in Raph's belt. The laughing man was ignored.

"Donny?" Raph called out into the large circular cavern as he glanced quickly around. "Where are you?" There was no response, but Raph shouldn't have expected one. He knew Don probably couldn't hear him.

"How can he answer when he's not even conscious?"

That too. "Shut up!" Raph collapsed to his knees in desperation and clawed frantically at the ground. He wasn't ready to throw in the towel.

"It amuses me just how persistent you are. Even in the event of your brother's death. This will certainly improve further projects."

Raphael refused to listen to him. He could barely even hear him over the growing fear. How much longer has it been since that tape he saw? How long can someone live like that? He pushed those thoughts aside. He needed to stop thinking in ifs and start doing something else. Then he spotted the carved letters in the brickwork.

Orbis vestri campana pro totus audire.

He didn't know the language, but it reminded him of what Leo called Latin. He also knew Donavon used it a lot. He quickly took out his cell and did a quick google search on it. Translated, the phrase said "Ring your bell for all to hear."

"Bell, huh? Think yer so smart?" Raph immediately started digging below the carving. "I'll find him."

"Maybe," Donavon spoke, "But not fast enough. I have Leonardo and Michelangelo here as added pawns to my game."

Raphael only hesitated for a second. "Yer full a' shit." He dug faster to make up for the pause.

"You're completely alone. Even if you find Donatello. I can always make your solitude complete by killing them off too."

Raph didn't respond this time. He had to be getting closer… How deep could Don be buried? Too deep…

"You don't believe me?" Donavon was laughing, "After taking Donatello right out from under you and doing this? Do you need proof of their capture? I suppose I must remember who I'm talking too."

"Donny!" The cry kept his focus, "I'm almost there, bro!"

"You're so fun to watch. Do you understand why?"

Raph's fingers scraped against something solid. His digging became even more frantic with his hope as he uncovered the formidable stone coffin. Or at least Raph thought it was stone. He couldn't be too sure. The top half of it had some kind of glass or plastic and, when Raph looked closer, it flickered to life.

"There's your proof." It was a small LCD screen and Donavon was the prominent figure on it. He waved his hand behind him as the camera zoomed closer and centered the two prone figures. Both were strung up by their ankles and their hands bound to a lead that would make it difficult to move them anywhere near their heads. Raph focused on the small bit of blood dripping down the side of Leo's head before the camera casually moved down to the deep chasm below their heads. "That rope will not hold forever. Do you still want to uncover Donatello's corpse?"

"I…"


A/N: Yes, I totally DID take away a cliffhanger and added another without saving ya from the first. I'm just good like that. I split the section for this very purpose. Toldja it was long :P Please give me nice, preferably long and constructive critism type, reviews ;) XD