Leo's POV
And I would do anything to keep them safe.
Even if I couldn't keep myself safe.
There was a slight tremor in my fingers, but I didn't pay attention to them, I tried to block it out. The sounds of the robots running towards me echoed through the hallway. I took a deep shuddering breath, never closing my eyes. I just hoped the rest would be able to get away, get home safely.
I hoped dad would win, I hope I could save my younger brothers.
The first three footbots rounded the corner, screeching horribly and running straight towards me. I growled low in my throat, anticipating before jumping straight at them. Their heads… their heads were their weak points. I wrap an arm around the footbots neck, using it as leverage.
My foot connected with the chest of the second footbot, which collided with the third. Then, swiftly, I twisted the neck. Sparks flew out of the robot, and I felt my skin buzzing with faint electricity. I groan, dropping the robot and facing the others again. Two more bots joined.
And I would do anything to keep them safe.
I took a shuddering breath, waiting this time for them to reach me. I growled again, dropping down and sweeping my legs to take theirs off the ground. Two bots tumbled down, and I immediately jumped back to create some distance. Another one ran at me, and I slammed my fist into his ribcage.
Suddenly something struck my head.
I hiss through my teeth, pain shooting through my head. I lash out blindly, feeling my arm connect with the arm of a robot. The same robot, or at least one of them, struck my chest. I stumbled backwards.
Too many, there were too many.
My hands unconsciously reached for my swords, my belt, anything that could help me. But I had nothing. I jump up again, flipping over two of them, and grasping the head of one of them. The robot whined, electricity sizzling as the head was ripped clean off. I whirl around, throwing the head at the other.
"Aagh!" I cry out, something connecting with my shell. I stumble, and I felt my own legs giving out. Damnit. I glance up in panic, seeing the footbot right in front of me. He raised his arm, ready to strike.
"LEO!" Someone suddenly screamed, before something flew through the air, impaling the footbot's head. My eyes flew open, and both April and Casey ran to my side. April standing in front of me, and Casey helping me up.
"I told you guys to run" I croak, but Casey shook his head.
"Like heck we will abandon you" Casey said, handing me two tantos. "It's all I have" He says, grabbing his own weapons.
"It's all I need" I reply, flinging myself at the footbots again.
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Raph's POV
"They should've been back by now" Don murmured, worried eyes glancing at the streets below him.
"You should sit down Donatello" Leatherhead said softly, putting a hand on Don's shoulder. The latter glances back at the mutant, and both LH and Don looked at each other for a few moment, before Don's gaze travelled to the figure he was holding in his arms. LH seemed to understand, dragging his gaze down as well.
Mikey was pretty much unresponsive, not entirely unconscious, but not really realising what was happening around him except panic and worry. But he wasn't in any danger, he was okay, the mutanimals got him out… he was going to be okay. I swallow harshly, looking at the streets below again.
Such a small distance away from the warehouse the Shredder had kept us in, out of view, but close enough to spot Leo... or dad.
Don had assured me Mikey would be okay... but Leo and dad were still in danger, and I couldn't lose them, I couldn't lose any of them. I grit my teeth, tears stinging in my eyes. I couldn't lose them.
I could hear Don shuffle closer to me, but I didn't react. My muscles were tense, ready to do something. But I couldn't do anything, I couldn't do anything but wait. Casey and April had gone in to help Leo the moment we were out of the building, and I had no way of knowing they were alright, no way of helping them in my current state.
All we could do was wait right now.
"Guys!" A female voice suddenly called out. My eyes widen, whirling my head to the side. "We had to find another way out, but we-" April continued, but I paid no attention to her. Casey and April were both okay, a few bruises and a few shallow cuts. But they were still walking.
And in between they were carrying a struggling Leo.
"What happened?" I interrupt her, running towards my only older brother. Leo lifts his head sluggishly, smiling slightly.
"Hit his head pretty hard, concussion for sure" Casey filled in, and both Rockwell and Don were immediately at Leo's side.
"You idiot" Don hisses through his teeth, tipping Leo's head up slightly.
"I'm okay Don" Leo insists, straightening up until he was standing at full height.
"Ya can barely stand" I growl, gesturing to his wobbling knees, and Casey and April holding him up. Leo rolls his eyes, but doesn't comment on it. "Let's get ya sitting, we ain't leaving without dad"
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(Leo's POV)
"Dad!" Don was the first one to notice, jumping up and running straight towards the figure of our father limping our way. Which could only mean one thing, Shredder was…
"My sons" Dad spoke, a relieved yet scolding tone in his voice. Arms wrap around Don tightly, and he closes his eyes in relief. "You all should have gone home" He says, and that's when I understood the scolding part of his tone. He wanted us to abandon him completely, get ourselves to safety.
Pretty much what I wanted them to do with the footbots.
"We couldn't" I reply softly, and Dad looks at me with slightly horrified eyes. There was a moment of silence, and I knew he was scanning me, and scanning all of us for injures, new or old.
I don't pay attention to him, glancing at him as well, before trailing to Slash. The mutant had helped dad climb up the rooftop, but he seemed to be okay himself. Except for the knot that was already forming on his head.
"How is Michelangelo?" He eventually asks, walking over Mikey. There was a slight limp in his steps, blood covered his fur and clothes, and he had a few cuts. But he seemed to be alright.
"He hasn't really been awake, but I believe he will be alright" Rockwell said, and dad nodded sadly, putting a gentle hand on Mikey's head. Over the past.. however long we had been waiting, Mikey had been awake a couple of times. But always looking at us with half-closed eyes, and never speaking.
It was like he was awake, but his body was too exhausted to do anything else than look.
"We should get going, Leatherhead are you willing to assist us to our lair?" Dad asks, and LH immediately nods.
"Of course I would" LH spoke, carefully hosting Mikey up again. The latter blinked warily, eyes not focusing. "It is alright my friend, you are safe" LH murmured, and Mikey closes his eyes again after a few seconds. Casey silently took it upon himself to help me get down, and back home.
Slash was helping dad, LH Mikey, and Don managed with the help of Raph and April.
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"Sit Leo, there's nothing you can do now" April said softly, sitting down next to Don, and gently taking his wrist. Casey had already gather the medical kit, and was prepping Don's arm.
"Let me take a look at that shoulder Raph" I instead say, glancing at my immediate younger brother. I ignore the scowl that was surely coming from Don. But I couldn't just do nothing. Dad, Leatherhead and Rockwell were in Donnie's lab patching up Mikey, and Casey and April had offered to look after us.
But I couldn't just do nothing.
"Yer head okay?" Raph asks, glancing at me with a worried look, but he gestures to his shoulder as a way to tell it was okay. Of course he would understand that I wouldn't be able to just wait. And he trusted me more with taking out a bullet than our human friends, no offense to them.
But we had been trained by Don, and we had more experience with wounds and injuries. April was the most qualified, and could wrap, and stitch. But taking a bullet out was another story.
"I'm fine" I insist, taking one of the kits and sitting down next to Raph. I still had a slight headache, but I was sure Raph already knew that. I gently take his arm, taking off the bandages that covered the wound. Raph hisses the moment the air hit his shoulder, glancing at it.
A little bit of blood bubbled up at the wound, and I reach for a piece of gauze in the kit, pressing it against it.
Raph watched silently as I worked around the wound, cleaning it, sterilising before carefully taking the bullet out. I had to wipe my hands multiple times to get rid of the blood, but my hands were fine. If I could just focus on something.
"Should I get the mattresses for you guys?" Casey asked suddenly. I glance up for a moment. They were done patching up Donnie, and April had already walked off to the kitchen.
"I don't think anyone can sleep alone tonight" Don murmurs, and Casey nods with a thoughtful look on his face before walking away again.
"How are you feeling Don?" I ask softly, taking my eyes off Raph's wound again for just a split-second. Don looks at me, before shrugging slightly.
"I'll be alright" He speaks after a while. I nod, taking a shuddering breath before turning back to the stitch work in front of me. I ignored.. or rather, decided to focus on finishing the stitches as Casey dragged three mattresses into the pit. April had come back with some ice for my head, but apart from that, we didn't really know what to do.
We were all injured, not horribly so but still injured. But nothing compared to how bad Mikey was at the moment, and they were still working on him in the lab. It was awful to have to wait, not just the waiting, but the sitting around was the worst. Knowing we could be doing something, but not allowed to do so.
"He'll be alright Leo" April murmured, hugging me from behind the couch. She tugs her face into the crook of my shoulder for a few moments, and I bring my arm up to grasp hers.
"Thanks for coming back for me today" I answer, and I can feel a sly smile spread across her face.
"Always Leo, you're family" She speaks softly, tightening her hug for a short moment. Then, she carefully untangles her arms. "I'm going to bed, I told my dad I'm staying here. So I'm here if you need anything" She says.
I nod, glancing at Casey. It wasn't like he wasn't welcome here, not at all. April was close to family at this point, Casey was part of the family too, but they were still… outsiders so to speak. For 15 years it had just been the five of us, and while we trusted April and Casey with our lives, there were also moments when they weren't invited.
"I'm crashing in Raph's room" He says, no doubt sensing what I was silently asking him. April had taken the last free room in the lair, and claimed it as her own. Even if it was after our persistence to take that particular room. Casey has been unfortunate, but so far, he hadn't lived here either.
So when he stayed the night, he often slept in Raph's room. There was a mattress beneath the bed, and he had extra stuff like pyjamas and a toothbrush just in case. Casey and Raph were the closest after all, and they both snored like chainsaws, and both slept very deeply. They wouldn't wake each other up with their snores.
"Night Case" Raph murmured as a goodbye, and the human boy left the living room.
"We should get some sleep, heal up" Don offers, but neither of us have the energy to complain. I could see that we were all tired, exhausted was more like it. We hadn't slept well these last few days, constantly worried and on our guards. And in our current state, we were no help to Mikey.
Eventually we ended up on the mattresses that were in the middle of the pit. Don was in the middle of the two of us, Raph with his good shoulder to Don's side, and me on the other side, curled around my second youngest brother.
"Guys?" Raph suddenly asks softly. I blink my eyes open, but I made no move to stand up. I hum softly. There's a short silence, almost as if Raph was hesitating to continue his train of thought. "I love you guys" He eventually whispers, almost too soft for me to hear it.
Despite the situation, I can't help but crack a smile. Of course this situation would prompt him to finally admit his feelings, of course this situation would soften him up enough to admit that he loved us. Even if we all knew it already, his actions often spoke louder than words.
"I love you too Raph" I whisper, and I curl tighter around Don, but he was already long out. Soft snores echoed through the pit, but instead of being annoying, they were soothing. It was a sign that Don was alright, that Don would be alright.
And I could only hope that the same could be said for Mikey.
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*Sigh* So I had no idea how to actually write the suspense and waiting stuff xD But figuring you already knew that they'd all survive I just skipped right to the reunion.
