Here's the next chapter! Back at Foot HQ! Also, ALSO, the only reason that the guys haven't stormed it is because if Leo isn't there, then it'd be a waste of time and would probably hinder them too much and it'd delay them from finding him. Enjoy! Also, remember, Leo doesn't remember necessarily visiting his memories, they're just different in his head now. And he might think about each memory just a little bit more... *chuckles nervously*


Leo looked at the new memory. He smiled. He liked this one. They were 6 years old (he was 7) and it was Halloween and he and Mikey were getting back at their brothers for a prank on Mikey. Mikey fake collapsed... Raph started chasing them... Raph actually started beating him...

...What?

The memory was burned into his head, overriding what he'd expected as Raphael tacked him and started punching him, giving him a black eye, a bloody lip, and a nearly purple face. His younger self tried not to shed any tears as they walked to the Lair. His younger self glanced at Mike, who also had a black eye. He gave a small smile, and Mikey returned it, but then they both frowned when Raph and Don looked back at them.

The older Leonardo shuddered at the memory, grateful when it faded.


He then found himself fighting with Raphael again.

"You are such a son of a bitch, Leo! I din't do notin'!" Raph yelled at his brother, who narrowed his eyes at him.

"Actually, you went out, against Splinter's orders, and got yourself drunk last night!" the leader retorted.

Don and Mike rolled their eyes from the couch. Their big brothers were at it. Again.

"Yeah, well, I'm fine now, ain' I?! I din't hurt no one, ya fucka!" the hothead yelled.

Leo rolled his eyes. "Oh, you're going to use that insult again! You really need to practice your delivery!"

"I'mma practice throwin' ya inta the riva in a minute!" Raph screamed, going to punch his brother. Leo blocked the strike.

Raph screamed again and kicked Leo in the torso, causing Leo to grunt in pain. He took out his sai and swiped it across Leo's face, leaving a slice across his beak. He then sliced Leo's plastron and it was just deep enough to draw blood. Leo gritted his teeth in pain and, forgetting any plan to retaliate or defend himself, back-flipped away from the scene and ran to the surface, making his way to April's apartment for medical treatment.

The older Leo rubbed his head. He'd always thought that scar came from a Foot ninja...


Leo woke to a kick to the head. He growled up at the Elite Ninja with a taser and a remote. "Wow. They only send one now? Karai's losing her touch," he joked with a wry smile. He kicked the Elite in the shin in retaliation, only to get shocked by his chains. He rolled his eyes. "That didn't tickle," he said, quoting Raph from their training with the Tribunal. He then frowned. He didn't feel like thinking about his hotheaded brother right now. The fight between him and Raphael was replaying over and over in his mind for some reason. And that Halloween all those years ago, too...

"Get up," the Elite ordered, "or we'll drug you."

Did Leo want to go willingly? No. But it'd be nice to be able to comprehend where he was going and get one step closer to formulating an escape plot. He got up, scowling at the Elites as they led him down the hall, hands behind his back. He looked around.

2 doors, one on the right of him about 5 yards from his cell, and another on his left, about 12 yards from his cell. He was thrown into a different room, and his hands were actually tied behind his carapace and he was left there, by himself.

Water suddenly began pouring out of the ceiling. Leo snarled. "Nice. What is this, some kind of test?!" he demanded, knowing that there was a camera somewhere here. "See how long I can hold my breath?!"

"You are smarter than you let on, freak," Karai's voice rang out from a small microphone in the ceiling Leo had to squint to see.

"Bitch," he shot back, only to notice that the water was filling up quicker. "Great."

"But it is not to see how long you can hold your breath. It is to see how long you will last with no breath in your lungs."

The water was already ankle deep. He blew a raspberry as it sped up. "So NOW I can die?" he asked sarcastically.

"No, you shall be revived if you do not revive yourself. I have not had even the beginning of my fun yet."

Leo rolled his eyes. "Whatever," he muttered, sitting down on his knees. Maybe he could use the Healing Hands Splinter had taught him a few weeks before he'd gotten captured. Then again (BTW THIS IS MADE UP...!), if he did it wrong, he could very well have hallucinations, or simply pass out, and he certainly didn't need that. He didn't actually think hat Karai cared if he died. On his knees, the water was now at the bottom horizontal line on his plastron.

It was worth a shot.

But he would wait until he was completely submerged. No need to take a risk like that unless it was time.

He stood up as the water made its way to his chin, huffing. Could they get this over with? He smirked and blew another raspberry at the camera. The water poured in even faster.

Karai hummed from the control room. This turtle was toying with her. Even he wasn't stupid enough to sit down in the rising water that had no signs of stopping...

Right?

She hadn't put anything else in his system this-

She smirked. Perfect.

She whispered something to a nearby Elite, who curtly nodded and repeated it to the person controlling the water. The latter nodded and poured the invisible, scentless substance into the water. So much as a drop of this in Leo's mouth would make him hallucinate for sure. He didn't even have to swallow it.

He should know; he'd created it!

But he was aiming for more than a drop, and he was sure Karai was, as well.

Leo spit out the water that had suddenly lurched up hurriedly out of his mouth, coughing. That wasn't supposed to happen. He was now treading the water a foot off the ground. The water was going up about a centimeter a second now. That was two feet per minute. The room was only about 10 feet tall. He only had about a minute left. He accidentally swallowed a bit of water, and coughed again. His vision started to blur, and he growled. Time for the Healing Hands. He couldn't let them trick him.

"Rin. Pyo. Toh. Sha," he muttered to himself, doing the hand motions under the water. "Kai. Jin. Retsu. Zai. Zen." He kept chanting the prayer, doing at as many times as he could until he was completely submerged in the water. He held his breath, finally panicking the smallest bit.

Karai smashed her hand on the control board. "What is that idiot doing?!" she demanded.

After half an hour, Leo's lungs started to burn. He'd never been great at holding his breath. Mike could hold his breath for almost 50 minutes. He breathed out before he could stop himself. He choked, swimming towards the door and tried opening it, but his vision blurred again. No, not now! His vision darkened around the edges as his lungs begged for oxygen.

Leo finally couldn't take it and passed out, wondering briefly if Karai had actually meant what she'd said.


This seems as good a place as any to end. Hope you all enjoyed! I'll be starting school on Wednesday, so my updates will be slower than usual. I apologize in advance for any issues. Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, and vote on my poll! BYE!

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