A rainy day and a day off work, don't really need any other excuse to spend my day writing :) So season 2 episode 2, awesome and hilarious! But a lack of April? I do understand where she's coming from disappearing like that, but its just so sad! I feel for the turtles. Anyway, thanks for your reviews! Your encouragement is awesome and is keeping me going. I didn't expect to have 700 views on this story. I cant believe it. I expected like maybe 30? You have all shocked me! In a good way... Thank you again guys! :)

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Now heres chapter 6... enjoy!

Karai sat on the chair in her new improvised cell. Crossing her legs, she sighed. A remote control sat in her hand. It was a shining titanium block, purple and pink buttons flashed wildly at her. A tiny screen gave a blurred image of what April O'Neil was seeing through her eyes, which at this point was complete darkness. Karai smiled. Reminiscing on tonights events. She wondered what the look on the Turtles faces had been when they first saw April. They would be out for revenge no doubt. They would never realize they were walking straight into her trap.

Karai flexed her wrist on one hand, her armor had been easy enough to bend back just with her strength in her arms. She soon broke free. But the locked door proved to be another problem. But Karai wasn't worried, it gave her piece and quiet to work on April.

She pressed a button on the remote, holding it down firmly. She looked up to the ceiling and announced loudly enough for the now activated microphone on the remote control to hear, "I knew this would be fun, but i really didn't expect it to be this easy!"

Her finger moved slightly, over to the next button, her finger hovering over it for just a second.

"Wake up." Her finger pressed down. Karai imagined the electric shocks coursing through April's body at this very point. This is my revenge, she smiled again. Her finger eased the pressure on the button, finally releasing it. Her mind suddenly switching to an image of Leonardo. She rubbed her temple with her free hand. Remember why your here she thought, they tried to kill my father, Leonardo betrayed me. She turned her attention to the screen on the remote and watched intently as April slowly woke.

Donatello was surrounded by his brothers as they walked out of April's cell, he watched Leonardo's head dart from side to side in front of him, his brother forever watching for signs of trouble. Donatello looked down at April as Leonardo gave the all clear to continue on down the hallway. April's face was twisted in a sort of pain, she shook in his arms, her fingers curling into fists on her lap.

Donatello stopped, Michelangelo walked straight into his shell, he was too busy looking at a new scratch on his Nun-chucks's to see his brother stop.

"Donnie, it's called walking." Michelangelo brushed himself off, tucking his weapon into his belt, walking to stand in front of Donatello. He gestured to his feet, emphasizing his point. He looked up at his brother, following his wide eyed gaze down to April's face.

"Mikey, Donnie, quit messing around. We have to get out of here" Leonardo hissed. He turned to see Donatello kneel on the ground, placing April on the floor, his hand still firmly around her waist he pulled her gently back to lean against his plastron. Leonardo looked to Raphael, who approached the group cautiously.

Raphael stood over the 3 figures like a guard, his gaze sweeping the hallway. With one hand he reached for his Sai at his belt, pulling it out silently, in anticipation.

Leonardo followed his lead, unsheathing his Katana's. He closed his eyes, letting his hearing search for the sound of his enemies presence.

Donatello reached down with his free hand to brush a stray hair from April's face. Watching as she bit into her bottom lip. Further down her knuckles began to turn white, only to be covered gently by Michelangelo's two green hands, as he knelt down in front of her. The two brothers exchanged a quick glance before returning their gaze to the slowly waking April.

April heard herself groan. She felt the side of her head rest on something warm and hard, it shifted against her. She felt a hand grip her waist, stopping her from falling backwards, fingers brushed her forehead. She searched the sensations through her body, feeling two more hands softly holding on to her clenched fists, she relaxed them. Feeling the paralyzing pain begin to subside, only to be replaced quickly by sharp pains from her left arm and a splitting headache. She opened her eyes, squinting at the light.

"April? April, wake up."

She looked up, searching for the owner of the familiar voice. Two fuzzy green faces looked down at her. Flashes of bright colors, purple, orange made her squint even harder, trying to focus her eyes.

"Stop being fuzzy" she growled. She pulled her uninjured hand from out underneath the two strangers hands. Bringing it up over her face, trying to block out the bright light.

The fuzzy figures began to sharpen in her eyes, she saw two wide dark brown eyes staring straight back at her. Her hand dropped to her mouth, she gasped. "Donnie?"

Another face came into view, two sky blue eyes looked curiously down at her. "Mikey?" she breathed. Removing her hand from her mouth she placed it back onto Michelangelo's hands on her lap, giving them a friendly squeeze. She smiled at the two brothers, relief washing over her, numbing the pain.

"The one and only." Michelangelo grinned at her, winking.

She blinked, looking up back to Donatello. His name drifted through her mind, making something click. She watched as her uninjured hand reached up to touch him, her fingers stopped short of his face. Instead they reached out, curling around his scaly throat, starting to squeeze, hard. April gasped trying to pull her hand back, to no avail. She shut her eyes. Waiting for the hallucination to end, believing that it couldn't be real, it just couldn't. A few seconds passed, letting out her breath she opened her eyes again. She watched Donatello raise a questioning brow at her. She looked down at her lap, her hand wrapped innocently around Michelangelo's. It hadn't moved.

What is happening to me? She thought. Trying to desperately push the image of strangling Donatello out of her mind.

"You okay?" Donatello's concerned voice distracting her from her thoughts.

She shook her head at him. Wincing, the sudden movement causing at outcry of pain from her temple. Sending a fresh batch of tears down her streaming down her cheeks. Everything hurt, she didn't dare look at her arm. She remembered Karai's metal rod coming down on it. April wasn't ready to see what that impact had left behind. "Wheres Raph and Leo?"

She watched as Raphael came into view high above his brothers, he looked down at her. A grim smile spreading across his face. "Come on sleeping beauty, its time to go" he said. His tone uncharacteristically gentle.

"We'll have you out of here soon April." Leonardo's voiced chimed in from a distance.

"This is going to hurt… and I'm sorry in advance."

April nodded at Donatello. Gritting her teeth together as he lifted her up into his arms, his hand still gripped her waist, pulling her against his plastron. His other hand was now under her knees, letting her lower legs dangle off his forearm.

She muffled her squeal with her hand. Closing her eyes, she tried to hold back the tears, as Donatello began to run. She knew he was trying desperately to be gentle, biting her lip she willed herself to ignore the pain.

The four brothers were now running along the hallway, their precious cargo in tow. Leonardo raced into the darkened room where they had first made entry into the TCRI building. He leapt to the giant gaping hole that revealed the streaks of light in the sky, marking the beginning of dusk. The light softened by the thick clouds that blanketed the city.

Leonardo looked out of the hole, trying to make a plan. It would be simple for the four brothers to escape using their grappling hooks, throwing them across to a nearby rooftop. But now with the crippled April that plan got complicated.

Leonardo looked back into the room, the light from the sky revealing the four faces staring back at him, waiting for the plan. His gaze shifted to Aprils face, his heart ached as he looked at the blood and bruising on it. The plan was too risky. He felt the sense of responsibility take over. He wouldn't risk it. Not with April.

"Alright, we're going down to ground floor. We can't risk going across to the rooftops, not this high up, not with…" He trailed off. Not wanting April to feel guilty.

"I'll be okay" April piped up, the defensiveness in her tone all too obvious. "Just don't drop me."

"No. Come on, lets move." Leonardo raced out of the room, heading back down the hallway, spying the elevator twenty metre's away. He made a beeline straight for it, hearing his brothers footsteps racing to keep up behind him.

"Ding"

Leonardo slid to a stop, his katanas already in hand. He watched as the elevator door opened slowly. Raphael and Michelangelo were now either side of him, weapons in hands. The three created a protective line for Donatello and April.

Laser fire erupted into the room. Donatello turned around, his shell now facing the laser fire, he pulled April closer to him, using his body as a barrier, he raced down the hallway running away from the attackers, trying to look for some shelter. He heard her cry out in pain from the sudden sharp movements, watching as her eyes close slowly.

"April?" No answer. Donatello kept running.

Leonardo pounced, flying through the air. His eyes glazed over, he immersed his mind in the moment of combat. His Katana's becoming extensions of his arms. He landed on his two feet and raced to his target, dodging the relentless laser fire with perfect speed and accuracy. His blades cut through the air, their speed not even hindered as they met the metal body of one of the Krang drones. Slicing through like a hot knife through butter. Behind him the drone collapsed to the ground in two pieces, he moved to his next victim.

Michelangelo swung his nun chucks out, the chain extending. He ran at another Krang drone, swinging his nun-chucks at it, with perfect aim. Watching as a the heavy chain wrapped perfectly around the attackers neck and with a swift calculated pull he ripped the robots head off. He winked at nobody in particular, "And Michelangelo saves the day again." Rewarding himself with a victory dance, humming through the noise of Leonardo's and Raphael's disgusted yells of protest. Unbeknownst to him a Krang drone had made its way up behind him, a robotic hand posed to strike him down.

Raphael was there in a flash, A Sai sticking through the drones raised hand. And in the blink of an eye another Sai now buried itself deep in its chest. The drone collapsed, the noise making Michelangelo turn around, looking at the drone. He turned to Raphael, who had a look of annoyance of his face.

"Ahh whoops. My bad. Thanks Raph." Michelangelo felt a hand slap across the back of his head. "Ouch! Dude chill!"

"Ah guys, a little help over here please!?"

Raphael and Michelangelo turned to face Leonardo, who was cornered by three Krang drones. Raphael grinned, picking up his unsuspecting brother and launched him through the air straight to the Krang. Michelangelo cheered.

"BOOYAKASHA!"He wrapped his nun-chucks chain around the trio of robots and as his feet touched the ground he gave an almighty tug, pulling the robots together, trapping them. Raphael leaned down, pulling his Sai's out of the Krang drone at his feet and raced to join his brothers.

The last Robot fell to the floor, all of its important limbs missing. Leonardo sheathed his katana's, panting.

"Donnie?" he yelled down the hall his eyes searching for his brother.

A figure walked out of one of the rooms. Running towards them.

Donatello smiled at his brothers, his tight grip on April now easing, as he approached the battle field. He watched as Leonardo raised an eyebrow at him, gesturing at April. "Oh she's unconscious" Donatello quickly explained.

"That girls asleep again? Man i wish i could do that." Raphael said, with a hint of smugness.

The brothers jumped into the elevator. A Krang drones head in Raphael's hand as he pressed it up to the elevators scanner, gaining security access. Pushing the ground floor button, they drifted down. Awkward elevator music filling the small space. Its inappropriateness bringing a small smile to Donatello's lips, exhaustion plagued him.

"Ding"

The elevator door opened, the brothers jumping out, their eyes glazing over. Expecting to see an army of Krang waiting for them. But the room was empty. They looked at each other, confused. Shrugging his shoulders Leonardo sprinted to the front door, leading the team. They burst out onto the street. The morning light now stronger, the protection of the night now gone. They ran to the nearest alleyway, spying a manhole and quickly jumped down into it. Disappearing off the streets within seconds.

Master Splinter sat in wait. His meditation not helping calm his heart or his mind. He sighed, giving in to his emotions. His sons had been gone too long. He looked up to the ceiling of the Dojo, the early morning light washed into the room through the street grate, its warmth normally brought comfort and relaxation to the ones who stood under its rays. But Splinter felt his heart sink, his sons were in the daylight now.

That realization was all Splinter needed to begin his search for them. He walked out of the Dojo, down into the pit. Empty pizza boxes littered the floor, along with many games and comic books. It seemed as though Michelangelo has decided to move his room here. Aprils assortments of clothing and homework were stacked on the benches. In all his years Master Splinter would have never imagined his sons gaining such a committed friend, he felt a pang of guilt at that thought. A committed friend was an insult to April, she was becoming one with the family. Coming in to live with them had not changed their way of living, she simply molded into their environment. Calling it home, like she had been here all along.

Master Splinter kicked a dirty rag away from his path, his face twisting in disgust. He considered a suitable punishment for their lateness should, at the very least, involve an intense cleanup of the lair.

Walking up the stairs, he stopped at the turnstiles, his ear twitched, he heard voices.

"Run faster Donnie" a whisper echoed through the tunnels. Reaching Splinter within seconds.

"Oh sure Leo, never mind April, who i am carrying!"

"Well give her to me then! I'll carry her"

"Bro's, calm down, lets be realistic here. April wants to be carried by me, the hero."

The slapping sound that followed made Splinter smile slightly, relief washed over him, his hands moved to rest behind his back, he walked out onto the platform in the tunnel. Waiting patiently.

"OW! Raph!"

"Now will you all shut up. Your going to wake the dead with your yelling." Raphael ran into Splinters view. His brothers close behind.

The four Turtles spotted their Sensei, picking up their pace, reaching him in seconds.

"She's Hurt Sensei" Donatello said nervously. The protective huddle the brothers had created suddenly parting as Donatello pushed through, revealing April still unconscious in his arms.

Splinters whiskers twitched, he filled with sadness at her extensive injuries. How did this happen? Anger sprung into the mix of emotions already circling his head. He held his steady gaze at his sons. "Take her into your lab Donatello. I will join you shortly."