A/N: And here is the next chapter that I hope you guys will enjoy. Thanks for sticking with me through it! ^^ And welcome to new readers. :D

"Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyways. "

~Anonymous


Raphael growled, smashing the lock down against the metal plate in his frustration. "How the shell are we supposed to solve these!" They weren't the code breakers, Don was. It wasn't something that he could have the patience to do. He glanced up as he heard his brother pause. "Leo?"

Leonardo shifted to his feet, staring at the picture that held his two brothers.

"Leo!"

Leo turned his head, snapping back to attention. "What Raph?"

"Why're ya jus' standin' there! We gotta get them out!" Raphael frowned, shoving to his feet as well.

"Raph… think about it."

Raphael blinked, a frown crossing his face once more. "Whadd'ya talkin' 'bout?"

Leo let his own frown stretch across his lips. "It's not the locks."

"What?" It wasn't the locks? What was Leo talking about? He must be crazy. There was nothing there to give his brother that idea, but… they'd always trusted Leo's judgement before, what was the point of questioning it now?

A sigh blew passed Leo's lips, and he rubbed at his face in aggravation. "I don't know how to explain it Raph, but those locks are throwing us off. Help me finish digging this area up."

He dropped to his knees once more, his hands swiping out to brush away the dirt that surrounded the stone statue.

Raphael quickly followed his brother's example, working from the other edge. He watched as each brush of dirt revealed more of the metal plating. He hoped Leo was right, because if not, they'd just wasted time clearing off a giant metal plate, for nothing.

Leo moved as fast as his hands would allow him to. They couldn't risk him being wrong. If he was, his brothers were as good as dead. He didn't want to think of it. Didn't want to think of what would happen if he was wrong. Two tombstones flashed in his mind, and he quickly brushed it out of his head. No, that wouldn't be necessary. He would make sure that it wouldn't be.

Raph slowly moved back as he cleared the area in front of him. "Anything Leo?"

There had to be something. Had to be! Leo couldn't be wrong, not this time. Not when their brothers were relying on them for help. He paused for a moment as he felt a cold spot. What was this?

Leo frowned, coming over his own cold spot. "Raph…? Do you have anything like this on your side?"

Raphael pulled up, quickly making his way to Leo, and feeling the spot his brother had indicated. "Yeah, same spot too, just on a different side.

"This has got to mean something. Keep it up Raph."

Raph nodded before returning to his side continuing to dig.

They had to be able to save their brothers. He knew Leo would feel guilty if they couldn't… but he'd take half the blame too. What kind of brothers were they if they couldn't even protect their younger siblings?


Mikey sputtered as water splashed on to his face, and he coughed as he tilted his head to the side, away from the stream of water. Where had that come from? He shifted, his muscles being sore from laying in the same position for son long. There was water.

The reality of those words scared him. He could hardly breathe normally, how was he supposed to hold his breath?

Mikey closed his eyes, trying to stop himself from panicking. The sound of water trickling stuck in his mind. How long did he have before the entire container filled up with water?

"S-stockman… this isn't f-funny."

He frowned as Stockman's laughter was the only thing that he was given. Apparently the man found it very funny, but he most certainly didn't.

His eyes trailed around his containment unit, and he struggled to keep his eyes open. He'd promised Don that he would be strong, but he wasn't doing a very good job of it. Especially since he was panicking over a little bit of water. But, he had a reason to be scared didn't he? What if he died down here?

The thought shocked him. Died? No…

He shook slightly as he allowed himself to cry.


Donatello watched the screen, his eyes darkening in anger at his brothers tears. So Stockman had succeeded in making his brother cry, what more did the monster want. Well, other than their obvious deaths.

He scowled as he heard Stockman's voice.

"Donatello, it seems your brother has given up, even after promising you. So sad, don't you think?"

Don glared at the screen, though he knew it wouldn't make a difference. "He hasn't given up, so leave us and watch the game you seem to enjoy so much."

There was a way out of this, there had to be.

He shifted in his containment, frowning as the water sloshed. How much longer until it was filled? Was his filling faster or slower than his brother's? He hoped it was going faster. He didn't want to have to watch his brother drown.

But, he shouldn't even be thinking like that. Raph, Leo, they'd get here in time. He had faith in them. Their brothers wouldn't leave them. They would have noticed how long they'd been gone. That was the question though. How long had they been gone for?

He ignored Stockman's grating laughter, his eyes focusing instead on his younger brother. His only younger sibling. When they got out of here, Mikey could have his flying skateboard. That wasn't a problem. He didn't think he'd have problems helping his baby brother out at all, especially not if it meant it kept him alive.

Donatello closed his eyes and took a breath, trying to calm his nerves. The constant companion of rushing water was beginning to just become background noise, something he didn't pay attention to. The only consequence to that, was the ever rising water levels.

He eyed the rising water in his brother's containment unit. With the speed it was going, his brother had about fifteen minutes before it covered his head.

His eyes darted around his own. Him, it looked like he had about the same.

How far were their brothers? That is, if they'd already come.


Well, that was a fun chapter. Don't you think? XD