Slowly he began to wake. Rolling onto his plastron, Don carefully pushed himself onto his hands and knees.

'Wha' happened?' he thought to himself.

Soon the room settled and Don rose unsteadily to his feet.

Bracing himself against a wall he began analyzing his situation.

'Ok. The last thing I remember is leaving Raph in that maintenance room and then that pinch in my arm.'

The worry hit him like a cold splash.

Did they capture any one else?

Is Raph safe?

Did they find the lair?

Don looked over as the door to his cell opened. A lifetime of training kicked in. He moved so the light coming in didn't hit him.

Two guards entered, weapons drawn.

Don calculated his odds. He was never one to act rash. That was Raph's job. Don's job was to analyze the situation and come up with the best plan of escape.

He could easily over power these two, but how many were in the corridor and where was he with in this building.

Rather than risk unnecessary injury, he decided to play it safe and get the lay-out before trying anything.

The room was suddenly filled with a bright light and before he re-act, the two guards had him in restraints.

Don didn't put much effort into stopping them, knowing it would probably be useless. That didn't mean he made it easy.

The two guards soon frog marched him down the corridor to what looked like an operating room.

He was soon strapped to the table and left alone in the room.

Most of the room was covered with shadows. He tested the straps holding him.

He soon heard footsteps come closer.

He turned towards the sound and a man appeared out of the shadows.

"Ah. I see our guest is wake. Allow me to introduce myself, Doctor Maximus Titan. And you are?"

Don merely narrowed his eyes at him.

"Come now. I know you can speak. So let's not be rude. Your name turtle."

Don remained silent.

"Hmm, not up to conversation then. Perhaps after we are through you will be more willing."

More footsteps and the sound of wheels approached the lit area. Don watched as another man appeared on his other side with a surgical tray.

He gulped, realizing what was to happen.

"Now turtle since you are unwilling to speak, we will just have to make you willing. First let me introduce my assistant, Roger."

'Roger' pulled a large syringe off the tray and jabbed it into Don's arm. He tried not to flinch at the action.

Don watched as his blood flowed into it.

"You know turtle if you would simply speak we wont have to go through with this."

Don simply closed his eyes on the man.

"Very well. Roger let us begin."

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Don glowered at the man who stood above him. He had been brought to this room over a dozen times now.

"Still not wanting to speak. Hmm, what to do then."

Tapped his chin as though in thought,

"perhaps we should discuss the reason you are here. Or perhaps I should say the person who lead me to you."

Don's eyes widen at that.

"Ah, that sparks your interest does it. Yes I suppose you would want to know the person who betrayed you to us. Or should I say betrayed your 'family' to us."

Don narrowed his eyes and almost growled at the man.

"Hmm, interesting. Perhaps we should discuss your family instead of the one who betrayed you."

Dr. Titan turned away to select an instrument off a nearby tray.

Don caught the glint of a scalple as Titan turned back to him,

"Now, you have a choice. Tell me where to find the rest of your family or we move onto the phase of questions."

Don gave him a snarl for answer.

"Very well. I have no doubt however that I will break you. You will speak to me sooner or later, if not to simply stop the pain."

Trying to block the pain and not scream as Dr. Titan cut into his plastron.

His fists clenched and teeth gritted as Don closed his eyes and thought of his family.