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disclaimer: the turtles are not mine, and never will be. :'(
Leo was sick with worry; he and his brothers had been searching for what seemed like hours. He was beginning to give up. So they went back to the farmhouse for a snack and bathroom break.
"We may as well give up. He's gone."
Raph's voice was heavy with disappointment.
"NO! I will never give up on Mikey! He knows what I'm going through! He CARES! He's my little bro, you may have given up on him, Raph, but I haven't."
With a final glare at his brothers, April, and Casey, he turned and stormed out of the farmhouse so that he could sit in the cool evening air and calm down.
"Oh, Mikey, where are you?"
He whispered into the night. Hearing footsteps behind him, he spun around and found himself face to face with his companions.
"Look, Leo, we've been thinking about what you said, and you're right. There's still hope. So let's go find Mikey."
Raph's tone was so different than what it was before that Leo couldn't help but wonder if he actually meant it.
"Okay, let's go."
They set off into the forest, calling Mikey's name, taking breaks between each round to catch their breath and listen for a reply. It was during one of these breaks that Leo heard a creak echo through the forest. Pausing to look around, they heard the creak again, this time followed by a crack. Then a scream ripped through the silent forest.
"Leooooooooooooooooooooo!"
There was a sickening thud. Followed by a silence that pointed toward the worst.
"That was Mikey! Mikeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Don't worry bro! We're coming! Hold on! Stay put! Where are you?!"
Leo's voice was desperate as he yelled through the forest. Raph looked at him with worry in his eyes.
"It came from that way!"
April and Casey were already sprinting off into the woods in the direction the scream had come from. April looked back once before yelling
"Come on! We've got to help him!"