A/N: I tried to make this as long and detailed as I coul, but i suck at fight scenes. Here you go! I OWN NOTHING!

Enjoy!

Chapter 11: The Battle

"RAPHAEL!" Leonardo shrieked.

They all ran over frantically to the injured turtles' side. Donatello immediately scanned him for any fatal injuries, but his body was far too bloody and bruised to properly tell, which only increased his fears; if he didn't die from the injuries, he would die from the blood loss. Leonardo tried to shake the unconscious turtle awake, but his efforts were unsuccessful as he remained unresponsive to his calls. Mikey and April could do nothing but stare in shock. Mikey clung to April, his eyes wide and afraid as she held him back tightly.

The blood soaked into the carpet. Mikey had never seen so much blood in his life. And knowing that it was flowing out from the body of his older brother was far too much to bear.

Leo desperately checked Raphael for any signs of life, placing two fingers to his neck to look for his pulse, praying that he could find traces of a heartbeat…

…there.

It was faint, but it was there. His brother was still alive.

He stared at his hands, and he turned pale at the sight. They were coated in thick, dripping crimson liquid.

Who could have done this? Who had done this to his little brother?

"Leo…?" Mikey's distressed voice snapped Leo out of his thoughts as he looked up to the panic-stricken faces of April and Mikey. "…is…is he…?"

"No, Mikey. He's alive…barely…" he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. His bloodied hands trembled in rage.

Just then, dozens upon dozens of Foot soldiers came hurtling through the windows and breaking down the doors, surrounding the remaining three turtles and their human friend from every corner. Instantly, Donnie, Leo and Mikey leapt to their feet and formed a protective circle around April and their insentient brother, drawing their weapons and glaring at their new foes, their eyes filled with malice towards the ones who had hurt their brother.

One of the soldiers came to the front and whipped out his nunchaku, striking them left and right in a flurry of movement, and then assumed a defensive stance.

Mikey stared at the soldier in awe. "Ah, a fellow 'Chucker', eh?" he said with a sly grin. The other Foot soldiers glanced at each other in confusion.

Michelangelo then used his own nunchaku to do a series of showy tricks, flipping the weapon into a figure of eight so quickly that it became a blur. He stopped and returned to his defensive position.

The soldier with the nunchaku tilted his head in surprise. He then attempted to use his weapons superior to his opponent, flipping the weapon over his shoulders and around his waist.

Leo, Donnie and April glanced at each other in bewilderment, but never moved from their stances. "Are they really having a nunchaku contest right now?" Donnie asked, turning to Leo for a possible explanation.

Leo shrugged.

As the Foot soldier finished, feeling proud of himself in thinking that he had bested the turtle, Mikey simply whipped out the weapon and began casually spinning it by the metal chord on his right index finger. He pretended to look bored as the soldier stared at him in awe. "Keep practicing!" he laughed.

Donnie then back flipped over Mikey's head and brought his Bo staff down hard upon the soldiers' head, knocking him out cold.

Then all hell broke loose.

April had never seen the turtles fight before, but what she witnessed before her was more than she could have ever imagined. Their movements were quick and precise, never wavering, never halting, and always striking. If she was not in fear for the lives of Raphael, who lay on her lap as well as her own and of the remaining three turtles who fought to protect them, she would have been further amazed by their skills.

But the problem was these ninjas were good too. Very good. And her boys had not yet had any experience with fighting against other ninjas before, apart from Raphael. But he was out of commission…and they were heavily outnumbered.

"Donnie! Mikey! These guys might know where they're holding Splinter!" Leo shouted over his shoulder, "So don't knock them all out!"

"I don't think that'll be a problem, Leo!" Donnie shouted back, grunting as a soldier attempted to grab him and pull him to the ground. He was able to grip him by the hand and flip him over his shoulder, but the attack left him open for other Foot soldiers to seize his arms and head and shove it into a fish tank. As soon as they lifted his head back up, he spat water into the face of one, and kicked away the other.

"Hey, Donnie! Something 'Fishy' going on over there, bro?" called Mikey from the other side of the room as he flipped out his hidden Kusarigama chain and took out several more ninjas.

Leo and Donnie groaned.

"Mikey, even for you that was bad," Donnie deadpanned whilst dodging several shuriken that narrowly missed his head.

"Oh c'mon, Donnie! That was good! You've gotta give me that one!"

"Guys! Keep your head in the game!" Leo hissed as he sliced away another foot soldier. He concentrated hard and let his muscles settle into that familiar rhythm of swordplay. He continuously sliced at soldiers left and right, but they just kept coming.

"I just wanna keep my head on my body!" Donnie retorted as he dodged a swing of a sword from a soldier, before jabbing him hard with his staff directly in the unmentionables. He chortled as he watched the soldier go down like rock, groaning in pain as he held his midsection.

His mask slipped off his head, revealing his face.

Donnie gasped."Hey! April, It's that kid Danny!" he exclaimed.

April gaped in shock. Danny was a ninja? Her friend was trying to kill her and the turtles?

"Danny?! How…what…how could you?!" she exclaimed. "You've been helping the Foot Clan in robbing and hurting people?! How could you do that to them?! How could you lie to your family?!"

Frowning, Danny got up and ran past Donatello, running towards Michelangelo who was distracted by another Foot member. "Sorry, April. It's nothing personal. I have a loyalty."

Danny managed to throw Mikey onto his shell and planted a foot on his chest to hold him down, bringing up his blade as he prepared to impale the younger turtle.

Donnie immediately ran over to his brothers' attacker and took him out with a single, hard blow to the head. No matter who that traitor was, he was not going to hurt another one of his brothers as long as he was still breathing.

Still lying on the floor, Mikey had a brilliant idea. "Hey, Donnie! 'Wheel of Fortune', dude!" he cried with a silly freckled grin.

Donnie beamed down at his younger brother and used his Bo staff to spin the orange clad turtle in a circle. Using his legs and whilst spinning his nunchaku at the same time, Mikey was able to trip over and knock out several Foot soldiers that got too close. He whooped and cheered jubilantly. "Whoo-hoo! Nunchuck-tastic!" He cried.

"Bisentos! Now!" called out a Foot Soldier to his comrades, to which several more came flooding into the apartment holding long, axe-like weapons as they approached the two turtles.

After kicking abck several of the soldiers out of the window, Leo spun around and saw more running towards Donnie and Mikey, all holding up Bistentos over their heads as they prepared to swing. Leo gasped. "Guys, Look out!" he called, but they didn't hear him. He growled as he prepared to rush over, but a sudden and very hard kick to the face sent him rolling on the floor, and he glared up at his new opponent as he wiped off the blood from his chin. "Big mistake!" he growled, and before the soldier could react, he lunged at him.

"I guess they're not game show fans!" Donnie laughed as he helped his brother to his feet.

"And I thought everybody loved Vanna!" Mikey laughed back. They then looked to find more soldiers coming at them with large axe weapons and swinging them fiercely in their direction. The turtles were barely able to doge them in time.

"California Roll!" Donnie cried. Mikey understood and the two immediately rolled their shelled bodies into balls as they tumbled away from the offending soldiers. However they never stopped swinging, and only ended up hitting the floorboards, which began to creak harshly under the waight.

"Dude, what a spaz!" Mikey quipped as he dodged another swing.

"Tell me about it!" Donnie replied, spinning his staff skilfully on his shell, knocking away any soldier who came in too close. "Good thing these guys aren't lumberjacks, huh Mikey?!"

"No joke! The only thing – whoa! – That would be safe in the woods – yikes! – would be the trees!"

Donnie looked up sharply to the roof where Raph had crashed through the skylight, and he gasped as he caught sight of yet more Foot soldiers preparing to jump into the fray. Donnie looked down as he felt the floor beneath him creak under the weight of the battle. If they were to jump in now, the floor would most certainly collapse.

Not good.

"Uh, Guys!" Donnie cried to the Foot soldiers, though he knew it was futile, "I'm not so sure if this is, uh, structurally speaking such a good time for, um, your buddies to drop in – "

Predictably, they ignored Donnie's plea and launched themselves into the apartment, landing hard on the breaking floorboards. Donnie and Mikey acquired a defensive stance.

The floor boards gave an ominous creak. Everyone stopped as they listened.

The floor creaked again, louder this time.

Donnie and Mikey shared a nervous glance.

"Oh boy," whimpered Donnie.

Everyone on that floor suddenly plummeted down with a scream as the floorboards finally gave in from the weight, and they landed on the floor of the Antique Store, smashing several precious items as they landed, brick and wood flying everywhere, and dust filling the room.

"Uh…dudes, wipe-out!" Mikey coughed along with his brothers as they all stood up and dusted themselves off. Luckily, they and April seemed uninjured from the fall.

Raphael, however, was a different story. He still showed no signs of waking up. In fact, he seemed worse than when he first landed in the now destroyed apartment. April quickly leaned him against the wall, and checked his pulse again. It was barely there now, and his breathing had become shallow.

She feared the worst.

Suddenly, the front door swung open, revealing yet more Foot Soldiers flooding into the tight spaced room. The turtles groaned collectively in annoyance as their shoulders slumped.

"How many more of you freaking Foot ninjas are there?!" cried Donnie, throwing his hands in the air in exasperation.

"Oh, don't worry. You won't live long enough to meet the rest of them."

The turtles looked up again to see a female ninja standing confidently in front of the other soldiers. She had short black and yellow dyed hair, and piercing amber eyes that stared at them conceitedly.

Her eyes met Leonardo's. His heart momentarily skipped a beat.

Despite the fact that she was most likely about to dispatch them mercilessly, he couldn't help but think…

'…whoa…'

Karai looked around at her fallen soldiers, who had all been knocked out after the fall. She looked back to the turtles. "You managed to take out half of my soldiers. Not bad," she said nonchalantly.

Leo faltered. "U-uh…thanks?" he stuttered.

Karai smirked. "You guys are pretty good…but not good enough. Men, hayaku!" Karai thrust her hand forward. Her men charged headlong, and the turtles once again engaged in battle.

Karai charged for Leo, her short blade drawn and poised to strike. Leo brought up his katanas to block, and the two quickly engaged in a deadly dance to the death.

As the fight recommenced, some of the soldiers tried to advance on the fallen Raphael, but April O'Neil would not allow that. She refused to sit idly by and let them take him. She stood up and vigorously whacked the soldiers away from him with a large plank of wood she found lying next to her.

Any ninja that dared to try and touch him would face her wrath.

Donnie and Mikey were struggling gravely. The space was far too small, and the number of Foot far too many. They were now being horribly slashed and beaten to the point of bleeding.

Two soldiers grabbed a hold of Donnie again, and hit his head hard against a piano, hitting the keys hard several times. He let out a cry eacch time head head his, until he was finally able to shrug them off and bat them away with his staff. "What kind of scale was that?" he barked.

Mikey was thrown to the ground as two soldiers began to kick at him, and his covered his head with his hands. "OW! W-We could really use Raph right about now!" he cried.

"You and me both, Mikey!" Donnie grunted, slapping away the two soldiers that had pinned his brother down and helping him to his feet. There was no way they could keep this up for long.

Meanwhile, Leo and Karai were still locked in combat, Karai beginning to gain the upper hand. Leo was tiring out, and was now bleeding slightly from having received many cuts and bruises from her endless onslaught, but knowing that the lives of his family were on his shoulders drove him onwards.

He finally managed to pin Karai to a wall, his katana poised at her throat as he snarled at her, "Are you the one behind all this?! What have you done to my brother?! Where is our Sensei?!"

Karai looked him straight in the eye, and smirked coldly. "You ask a lot of question's for someone who's about to die."

Without warning, Karai shoved her knee into Leo's stomach, then head-butted him hard, causing him to fall backwards and land on his shell. She planted a foot on his chest to pin him down, and brought her short sword to his neck. His eyes widened as the blade came down upon him, but his reflexes allowed him to grab her hands as he struggled against her to keep the blade from pirecing his throat, but she was slowly overpowering him, due to the amount of wounds he had that weakened him.

"But for the record," she continued as she pushed her short blade down harder despite the turtles' struggles, "I'm not really the one behind all of this. My name's Karai, by the way. It's been fun fighting with you, turtles. Too bad the fun's all over...well, for you anyways. My master only needs proof that you were destroyed."

She forced her blade closer as she prepared to bring it down to his neck, the blade nearly pricking his skin…but then she hesitated.

She looked deep into his eyes. They were filled with a mixture of pure rage and fear…and sadness. She didn't know why or how, but she could feel his sorrow.

It was the sorrow you felt when you knew you had failed.

She could somehow relate.

"HEY!"

All was suddenly still as a new figure came into the room. All heads turned to the hooded masked figure stood in the doorway, which held a hockey stick in his hand, and Raphael's missing Sais in his belt.

"You guys mind telling me what you're doing to my little green pal over there?" he said, gesturing his stick to the unconscious turtle against the wall. He then caught sight of the red head guarding him with a wooden plank and whistled. "Who's the babe?"

April's mouth fell wide open in outrage. "Babe?!" she exclaimed in disgust.

"Who the heck is that guy?" Donnie asked no one in particular.

"Josh Peck on steroids?" Mikey guessed with a shrug.

"Men! Attack!" Karai commanded, and the Foot soldiers charged at Casey. He knocked them away one by one until he reached Karai. He caught her off guard and whacked her hard across the head, knocking her off Leonardo. Casey helped the injured and dazed turtle to his feet and picked up the two swords which he was certain were his, and handed them to him.

"You okay there, green dude?" he asked as the fighting commenced once again.

Leo shook his head to clear off the daze, and replied, "Uh…yeah. Thanks!" He could barely think straight. Though, then again, who could after being only seconds away from death?

"No prob, pal. Who are the freaks in the black pajamas, anyways?" Casey asked as he swung his bat at another Foot soldier.

"Long story short; they wanna kill us."

"Huh, okay... Then let's get busy!" Casey announced as he spun himself around in a corkscrew motion, knocking out several Foot members all at once. "Goongala!" he cried out victoriously.

However, instead of getting better, even with a new ally by their side, the situation only took a turn for the worst when a Foot soldier, who had swung his axe at Mikey's head but narrowly missed, accidentally knocked over a lit oil lamp.

The store became ablaze in seconds. Soon they would all be engulfed in flames.

In all of the chaos of Foot soldiers fleeing from the scene or still fighting the turtles, one managed to stab Donatello in the leg. Donnie shrieked in agony and fell to the ground, blood pumping profusely from the wound.

Leo heard his brothers' screams and immediately ran to his side, knocking away the soldier that had dared impale his brother. "Donnie!" he cried fearfully as he carefully helped his brother to his feet. He stared wide eyed at the dripping wound. It wasn't as deep as he feared, but it could still be fatal if left to fester. "Donnie, can you stand? Are you alright?"

Donnie was panting and coughing from the smoke, but he still managed to give his brother a shaky nod. "L-Leo…we have…to get out of here…or we'll burn alive…" he huffed.

Mikey came limping to his brother's side and helped support Donnie despite his own injured state. He looked to Leo, his eyes wide and afraid. "What do we do, Leo?!" he quivered.

Leo scanned the burning shop frantically for any way of escape. But as he found that all the possible exits were blocked or destroyed from falling and burning debris, Leo began to do the one thing he had not done since he had taken up the role and burden as the leader…

Leo panicked.

On the other side of the blazing shop, April quickly skimmed the shop until she finally spotted a small door in the corner of the shop. She grinned in triumph as she carefully but quickly dragged Raph to the door, and kicked it open hard with her foot with a grunt of effort. "Guys! Over here!" she called, "There's a trap door! We can get out through here! Hurry!"

The turtles immediately headed for where April kneeled near the doorway. She supported Donnie with an arm around his shoulders as Leo and Mikey carried the comatose Raphael through the trap door. April looked back at the boy who was still fighting against the Foot soldiers that got too close to them. "Come on! We have to get out of here!" she cried to him.

"Get out of here!" he called back, "I'll cover your backs! I'll catch up!"

Hesitantly, she nodded and followed Leo and Mikey through the door, still supporting a bleeding Donatello.

Casey swung furiously at the Foot Ninjas, knocking them away from the trap door. They weren't going to hurt anyone else, not whilst he was still standing.

He saw what these guys had done to those turtles. It was brutal and merciless. They were almost killed.

No one dies under the watch of Casey Jones.

He knocked out the last soldier, slamming his hand against the 'big red button' that began to blare out noisily before bolting to the door just as a burning piece of wood fell from the roof and barricaded it. "Bye guys! Gotta run!" he called as he vanished after the turtles.

Police and Fire truck sirens could be heard coming down the streets, heading towards the blazing shop.

"Ninja! Kieru!" commanded Karai as her ninjas began to flee the scene, others carrying the unconscious and injured out of the now burning building. As she escaped the building and leapt to the rooftops, she scowled.

'Father is not going to like this' she thought as she ran into the night back to the hideout.