May groaned. She felt groggy. She slowly opened her eyes. Light blinded her. There wasn't a whole bunch of it, but enough that she just wished the whole world could be plunged in darkness.

The second thing she realized was her head was laying on something... weird. It took a moment to realize it was a hand, and attached to that hand was...

"Raphael!" She gasped.

"Morning, sleepy head," Raphael smirked teasingly. "How are you feeling?"

"Well..." May groaned. "I've been better. What happened? I tried to call you, you wouldn't pick up... I-I thought... I thought..." Tears spilled down May's face. She hadn't realized how scared she'd been.

"Shh... It's okay. I'm here now. Everything's okay." Raphael pulled May onto his lap and hugged her, lovingly stroking her hair to calm her.

May shivered. What would have happened if Raphael had been hurt? What if he had been killed? What would she do without him, without her best friend, the one who loved her more than her own father did? She didn't want to think about it.

"You scared me, too. Leo found you unconscious in the sewers. He said you weren't breathing..." Raphael muttered quietly. "But it's okay now. We're both okay now."

May nodded weakly. "Okay..."

They sat that way for a while, Raphael embracing May protectively as May half-cried, wondering what she would've done without him. Finally, May straightened, wiping her eyes. "Should we... I don't know. Do something?"

"Are you hungry?" Raphael asked, shrugging.

May nodded gratefully, and they made their way to the kitchen for leftover pizza.

Splinter sat in the small cell. His fur was burned and he was bleeding from multiple gashes. He glared spitefully at the man on the other side of the metal bars.

Oroku Saki smirked back. "So, Yoshi, where are your students? Why have they not come for you yet?"

Splinter snarled. "They would not be foolish enough to fall into your trap, Saki." The defiance masked fear and worry. What if Saki had already killed them, and was toying with him? What if he hadn't, and was torturing them somewhere?

"Wouldn't they? It's a shame, really. If they do not show up by sunrise tomorrow, I'm afraid they won't be seeing their beloved Master again." Saki left, a few guards following in his wake.

Splinter clenched his teeth. He didn't know how long he'd been in this cell, occasionally tortured by Saki and his men, wondering and worrying about his family. He may have been endlessly patient, but even he could be broken eventually. He didn't know how much longer he could bear this, but he hoped he would be rescued before he broke.

Donnie was in his lab on his computer. Suddenly, a message popped up. Strange. He didn't have a tag for the sender.

At first, he was going to delete the message and mark the sender as spam, when the word Splinter caught his attention. Despite his instincts to protect his computer from bugs and spyware, Donnie opened the message. He gasped upon reading it, and ran to find the others. "Guys! Guys!"

Within minutes, everybody, even May, had read the message. It said that Shredder had Splinter, and would kill him at sunrise if they didn't appear at a certain location.

Leo was skeptical. "Splinter wouldn't want us to risk our lives for him."

"We can't let Shredder kill him, Leo!" Donnie argued.

"Listen. I know its hard, you guys, but we can't. We aren't prepared for battle of any kind, and Shredder would have the upper hand." Leo sighed. "I don't want him to hurt Splinter, but... how do we know he even has him in the first place? He could just be baiting us."

May spoke up. "Can't you bring the truck or something? Set up an emergency ambush?"

"We don't have time for that." Raphael replied, and looked up at Leo. "We can't leave him behind, Leo. If you don't go, I'll go anyway."

Leo bit his lip, and sighed. "Alright. Suit up. May stays behind."

The turtles suited up. May didn't like the idea of staying behind, but she obeyed. They made their way to the address in the message. Nothing but a warehouse that appeared empty.

The door opened. Several foot soldiers surrounded the turtles, but what had their attention the most was Shredder standing there, holding Splinter and smirking at them. "Hello, Turtles."

"Master Splinter!" Leo cried.

"You made a mistake coming here." Shredder looked at Splinter. "I told you they were stupid enough to walk into a trap if you were the bait. Now..." He smirked. "All of you will die here. I hope you'll die satisfied, knowing your sons cared enough to die for you."

Shredder raised his claws.

"NO!" All the turtles cried.

The metal claws plunged into Splinter's chest. Blood dripped out of his mouth and from his chest onto Shredder's arm. Shredder pulled his claws out, and the old rat slumped to the floor, a puddle of purple blood appearing around him. The turtles were shocked for a few moments. Their master, their father. He was dead.

Raphael clenched his teeth and attacked the nearest Foot soldier. His brothers joined in, fighting the Foot soldiers.