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Leo sighed an exhausted sigh as he stopped to take a break from his pursuit from the Foot. He' hadn't meant to trip that alarm as he escaped from Foot HQ. He tried on instinct to feel for his Shell Cell, only to remember that it had been smashed months ago when they'd ambushed him. He held his bleeding left leg, where a shuriken had hit it. Still bleeding. Great. He also had a cut on his head, plus many other scars he'd earned over the months, and he knew he was going to get quite a few more before his brothers came or he defeated all of the Foot soldiers.

He was sincerely hoping it was the former, because he'd probably pass out from exhaustion before he defeated the entire Foot army after him. He spotted them and started running again.

How the hell was he supposed to defeat over 50 soldiers AND four Elites in his already-fatigued condition?

He ran and ran, but they just kept gaining on him. He finally realized that he'd have to fight them before all of his energy ran out from running, even if he wasn't happy about it. His first thought was to get the Elites, but they were all the way in the back, probably waiting until he was too tuckered out to fight them.

Dishonorable bitches.

He used his newly-found katanas to slice through the 4 ninja approaching him, and, letting out a silent battle cry, charged at the ninja.

He gasped in pain as someone immediately got him in the top-left bicep, but he cut through that ninja and 2 more, and kicked one in the head. He kicked 2 more in the legs, knocking them off their feet, and then stomped on their heads, cracking their skulls.

The screams were heard all through the block, but on one had the courage to call 911 for fear of getting somehow involved in the 'gang-war', as they thought that was what was going on.

Leo chuckled silently to himself of the humans' cowardice as he spun with his katanas out, killing 7 ninja on the spot. Well, not really; they'd writhe in pain for a few minutes before they actually died.

As Leo fought through all of the ninja, with half a mind he thought about why he hated the Foot, something he'd pondered a lot over the past few months in capture.

Not because they'd nearly killed him more than once.

Not because of the Shredder.

Not because of their wanting his shell.

It was because they had no feeling.

They agreed to whatever Shredder told them without a second thought. And Leo hated that.

But sometimes he himself had felt like he was doing that to his brothers.

And that scared him.

He let his mouth open in a silent scream as a ninja threw a tanto into the back of his left leg, and he knows it tore through an artery. He decided not to yank it out, as he would most definitely bleed out without having something to stem the bleeding. And he didn't need any further damage, either, so there was that.

He slashed the ninjas behind him, which was about 6, and felt adrenaline leaving him. No, no, this couldn't be happening right now. He needed energy to fight.

But the loss of blood was seriously starting to get to him. He felt a deep cut to his lower left bicep and gasped in pain-

"LEO!"

Said terrapin sighed in relief as he saw Donatello on the next rooftop, staff already out. He leapt at the ninja as Leo backed into a wall, holding his massively bleeding arm. His eyes were getting heavy, but he held onto Donatello's voice telling him to stay awake as the genius fought off the ninja. Leo shook his head, but only aggravated the cut there and squeezed his sword in his left hand harder, having put his other sword back in its sheath.

The battle sounds finally stopped, and Leo looked up again. All of the ninja he hadn't defeated were on the ground or fire escapes, and Don was running to Leo. "Hey, Leo. Hey, stay with me. Let me see here... Ooh, this looks bad," Don muttered to himself as he looked at the back of Leo's calf. "Leo, I'm gonna take this out and spray it with disinfectant, and then wrap it. Is that OK?"

Leo nodded deftly, eyes drooping.

"Don't fall asleep, Leo. OK, 1, 2, 3!"

Leo whimpered silently as the tanto was taken out of his leg, and let a louder throaty noise escape his throat when the wound was sprayed with disinfectant and immediately started to get wrapped to stem the bleeding. He spared a glance back and saw that the bandages were already turning red.

"I'll have to stitch that when we get home. Leo, can you look at me?"

The leader sighed and looked at his brother, who had put his katana to the side.

"Get your hand off your arm so I can see the cut."

Leo silently whimpered and shook his head, wincing.

"Man, what did they do to you? Wait, what's this on your throat?" Don asked, gently touching a scar on his leader's throat. Leo sniffed and looked away from his brother.

Don gasped. "No."

Leo nodded sadly, tears leaking down his mask-less face. He opened his mouth, and Don gasped at the lack of his brother's tongue.

Don sighed sadly and bit his lip. "Leo, I really need you to let me see your arm," he said, trying to change the subject.

Leo sighed and took his bloody hand off his bicep. Donatello sprayed it with disinfectant and wrapped it, and then tended to his brother's other wounds quickly, knowing he'd have a lot to do a lot of other wok on his brother at the Lair.

"Alright, big brother. Let's get you home," the genius said. Leo nodded deftly again. Maybe now things would be OK. At least better than the past few months, anyway, he thought as he and his brother made their way back to the Lair.

This may or may not be a prequel to a One-Shot later. But came up with it halfway through typing this and I loved the idea and I really think that a One-Shot for this is coming soon. So, stay tuned! Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, vote on my poll, and give me questions and dares for my Q & A! BYE!

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