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Chapter 11

Rogue had been waiting for what had felt like forever.

"'Bout time Kitten. Jeez you took forever." He said with a shake of his head as she emerged from the museum. He had felt uncomfortable and slightly exposed just standing around outside. But he knew he couldn't go into the museum without taking his helmet off, so he had waited outside in the shadows of the building.

"Sorry, but on the bright side Gordon was really impressed with my work. I told him I would come back tomorrow with the finished canvases and the skulls that I don't need any more." She said happily. "So I guess now I need to show you where I found you." She said to him.

He grunted. The streets had felt familiar, he had even seemed to know where he was going, but nothing had jumped out at him, and no memories had surfaced.

"It may help." She said softly.

"I think it's gonna be a huge waste of time." He grumbled as he uncrossed his arms and got on the bike.

"Yes well, you never know." She said as she put her own helmet on.

It had grown dark by the time they had finally gotten to the museum and Katherine had finished her meeting with the Director.

Katherine gave him directions and he drove throught he neon lit city streets, a sinking feeling in his gut.

Donatello watched his older brother with concern. They were currently crouched on the roof of the building that Raphael had fallen to his death from.

They were looking at Michelangelo who was kneeling in front of The Dumpster, laying a single blood red rose on the slightly damp pavement.

Michelangelo stood up and stared at the rose, possibly imagining Raphael's final moments, or thinking about his quest for revenge, he wasn't sure. All he knew was that his brother had yet to agree to stop roaming the streets in pursuit of retribution.

"I'll get them Raph. I swear to you, I'll get them." Michelangelo managed to choke out.

Leonardo frowned in anger and worry.

When Leonardo had discovered that Michelangelo was determined to get revenge, he and Michelangelo had fought as bad as Raphael and Leonardo used to. Michelangelo had of course refused to listen to Leonardo or halt his quest, which was why they were tailing their brother at the moment.

They heard the roar of a motorcycle. Michelangelo darted up to the rooftops. He stopped and looked at them angrily.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed.

"It's time to go home Mikey." Leonardo said gently.

Michelangelo shook his head. "I'm not done here yet." He said stubbornly.

"Fine, we'll wait." Leonardo said with resignation.

Katherine looked at the alley. She was actually surprised she remembered where it was. She had felt Rogue getting more and more tense as they had gotten closer to the alley. Not that she could really blame him. He had almost died here. She was silent as he cut the engine. She pulled off her helmet and got slowly off the bike. Her leg and arm were getting to be annoying.

"Well?" She asked.

He just shook his head. She shrugged. It had been worth a try. "Did you want to check around a little bit? I'll stay with the bike." She suggested. He paused and shrugged.

"You gonna be okay?" He asked softly. She could barely hear him. His voice was so quiet. Of course it didn't help that it was muffled by the helmet.

"Go." She said to him. He got off the bike and walked to the mouth of the alley where he turned down the street.

Katherine looked around the alley. It was then she spotted a single rose lying beside the dumpster.

Donatello and his brothers watched as the young woman bent down and picked up the single rose. She smelled it and frowned looking around the alley.

"Put it back." Michelangelo growled.

The young woman froze as if she had heard Michelangelo's remark. She appeared to be listening intently.

She placed the rose back in its spot. She continued to look around the alley. She was studying the fire escape intently.

Donatello wondered what she and the man she was with were doing here. She turned her attention away from the fire escape and studied the building opposite them. She frowned and tipped her head to the side. There were windows lining the wall about halfway up the brick surface. It was a store of some sort and the windows had fancy security bars covering them.

The woman walked back to the bike and climbed on. She walked the bike over to the wall and pulled it back on its stand. She then stood on the bike and reached into the ironwork of the security bars. She pulled something from the bars. She got down from the bike and looked at what she held in her hands.

Donatello let out a gasp. In her hands she held Raphael's sai. Donatello could hear the blood rushing through his ears. There had been a irrational hope that Raphael had somehow managed to escape. Even though he knew it was impossible, but all they had was Raphael's bike, a smashed cell phone, and the word of a former Purple Dragon. But his brother must have dropped the sai as he plunged four stories to The Dumpster below.

But how had she even seen the sai? They had been coming here for a month and never once had they spotted their fallen brother's weapon. Of course, they had never really paid attention to the building across the street.

Michelangelo stood. "Mikey." Leonardo hissed.

"She's got Raph's sai. We can't..." Michelangelo's voice hitched in grief. "We can't let her walk away with it."

The woman tipped her head to the side again as if she were listening to them. She looked to the top of the building where they crouched in the shadows, though for some reason Donatello had the impression that she was somehow able to see them.

"She may leave it." Donatello said as she slipped the sai into her belt. "Or not."

"We'll slip down and ask for it." Leonardo said softly. Donatello could see his brother's need to remain hidden, war with his need to get Raphael's sai.

"We had better hurry before the guy she's with comes back. We may have trouble otherwise." Donatello pointed out.

They quietly slipped down a convenient drain pipe. They stayed to the shadows but for some reason she seemed to know where they were because she turned quickly and had the sai in her hand as she looked at them, her body in a defensive stance that reminded Donatello so much of Raphael's stance that he could feel the tears brim in his eyes.

She turned her head away as she listened to them more than watched them.

"We don't want any trouble." Leonardo said softly.

"Says the man hiding in the shadows and trying to sneak up on me." She replied in an equally soft voice.

Donatello was surprised that she hadn't bolted. She obviously felt threatened, but she was calmly looking at them, even though she couldn't really see them.

"All we want is the weapon." Leonardo continued.

The woman looked down at the sai in her hand and gripped it tighter. "It isn't yours." She replied with an edge of steel in her voice.

"This isn't a game of finders keepers! Now give it back!" Michelangelo yelled. His baby brother's voice wavering with anger and grief.

The woman took a step back. "No." She said as she took another step back.

Leonardo moved then. He bolted from the shadows and grabbed at her. She turned so that Leonardo ended up grabbing her from behind. She struggled in his grip.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, "But I am taking this back." He said as he reached around to grab the sai.

"No!" She yelled as she struggled trying to get out of his grasp.

"Leo." Donatello hissed. They were getting too loud, it was going to attract attention, and besides, his brother wasn't supposed to attack her. But why was she putting up so much resistance against just giving them the sai? He wondered.

"Rogue!" She yelled.

Rogue heard Katherine yell his name. He had been ducking and weaving through the shadows of the streets, none of which looked familiar or had succeeded in jogging his memory.

He turned and ran to where he had left her in the alley. He had been a fool to leave her alone, but he had been so overwhelmed, he had just wanted to get out of the alley and clear his head. Too many emotions had been rolling around in his head that he had needed to clear it.

It was one thing to know he had nearly been beaten to death, it was another to go back to the place where he had nearly lost his life. And then there was Katherine. If he found out who he was, then he would no longer have an excuse to stay by her, to be with her, and this thought rolled a wave of apprehension through him so thick it had nearly choked him.

He ran into the alley where he could see Katherine being held by one man, two others nearby.

Katherine was trying to struggle, but the man was too strong for her, and besides Katherine was still injured.

"Unless you want to be in a world of hurt buddy, you had better let the lady go. Now." He growled at them.

The man clutched Katherine to him tighter. "We don't want any trouble." The man said to him. "We just want her to give us something that belongs to us." He said as Katherine thrashed.

"She doesn't have anything that belongs to you, now last warning, let her go." He growled as he fingered the sai hidden beneath his coat.

"Leo." One of the men hissed.

"Rogue, catch." Katherine said as she threw him a silver object. He caught it without thinking. He looked at the object in his hand in shock. It was his other sai. He smiled grimly. This was much better.

Donatello looked at the situation in horror. A situation that was supposed to be peaceful had suddenly erupted into something verging on violence.

Donatello studied the man. He still wore a red and black bike helmet on his head. His hand had reached into his black leather coat.

"Leo." He hissed at his brother. All we needed was for the guy to pull a gun on them and things would get really nasty, very quickly.

"Rogue, catch." The woman said as she tossed his brother's sai to the man standing in the shadows. He caught the sai and looked at it.

"I warned you to let her go." The man growled as he pulled a weapon from within his jacket.

Donatello drew his bow from his back, Michelangelo pulled his nunchucks from his belt, and Leonardo held the woman in one arm using his free hand to draw a katana blade from his back.

But what the man drew was not a gun, it was the twin sai of the one the woman had thrown him.

Donatello's breath caught in his throat. "Raph?" He whispered. But it couldn't be. His brother was dead. It couldn't be him.

Leonardo clutched the woman closer to him. "So you couldn't just kill him, you took a little souvenir and you and your little girlfriend came back so you could get the matching set." Leonardo roared, his voice cracking with grief.

"I don't know what the hell you are talking about, but I am through with talking!" The man named Rogue yelled as he charged them.

Donatello jumped forward and blocked the man's blow. He was surprised because the man actually seemed to know how to fight. He pushed Donatello back kicking him hard in the plastron. Donatello stumbled back.

His sai caught in the chain of one of Michelangelo's nunchucks. He ripped the nunchuck from Michelangelo's hand and punched him hard in the face. Michelangelo went down.

"Now let her go!" He roared.

Leonardo gripped the woman harder. "Give us the weapons back, and I may let you both live." Leonardo said dangerously.

Donatello looked at his brother in shock. Leonardo was threatening to kill them? That meant that Leonardo believed that they had been a part of the gang that had killed Raphael, and the woman had seemed to know what she was looking for. Rage roared through him. Even if he hadn't wanted revenge, faced with his brother's killers he was going to show no mercy.

Donatello narrowed his eyes. He wanted to look into the eyes of the coward who had taken his brother's life. He could see the straps of his helmet hanging down which meant that it wasn't secured to his head anymore.

He charged the man angrily. Using the end of his bow he rammed it under the helmet and pulled up taking the helmet off in one swift motion. The helmet hit the ground, the echo hitting the walls and bouncing off in the silence.

Donatello looked in shock at his brother's face.

"What you lookin at?" Raphael said angrily as he punched him in the face.

"Raph?" Michelangelo questioned as Leonardo loosened his grip on the woman ever so slightly.

"Let her go!" Raphael yelled at Leonardo completely ignoring Michelangelo, as if he hadn't even realized that the name was his.

"Raph, it's us." Michelangelo insisted as he walked into the light and pulling off his hood and ball cap.

Raphael shook his head in confusion as he lowered his sais slightly. Then his grip became firm as his body tensed. "I don't know who the hell you are, and my name isn't Raph, so just let her go and we can all walk away peaceful like."

Donatello looked at Raphael in horror. He didn't know who they were, and worse, he didn't know who he was either.

"Rogue..." The woman began but Leonardo silenced her by putting his blade to her throat.

"What did you do to him?" He growled. "What did you do to him!" His brother yelled as the blade pressed deeper into her flesh. "So this was Hun's plan all along. Make us think that our brother was dead, use our grief against us, to try to shatter us, and then break him. Turn our brother into a weapon to be used against us!" Leonardo accused.

A single drop of blood slid down her throat as his brother's blade broke her skin. Donatello looked at the woman. She was younger than they were, and startlingly beautiful. Donatello couldn't really tell what emotion she was feeling at the moment because her eyes were completely emotionless. She was neither frightened, nor did she appear concerned about the sword that was at her throat. Instead she was calmly looking back and forth between them and Raphael.

"Raph, you're alive, that's what is important. We'll take you home and Donny here, will figure out what they did to you, and we'll help you remember who you are." Leonardo said gently.

Raphael took a step back and shook his head. "This is how this is going to play out. You are going to let Kitten go, and we are both going to get on that bike and we are going to drive away. I ain't going anywhere with you psycho's so you can forget it." Raphael growled.

"Raphael..." Leonardo growled.

"That isn't my name, so stop trying to call me by it. My name is Rogue. So just let her go!" Raphael screamed. Rage and fear was rolling around in Raphael's eyes, and for Raphael, that was a bad combination.

"Let her go Leo." Donatello said softly.

Leonardo looked at him in shock. But Donatello knew the look in Raphael's eyes. If they didn't let her go, Raphael was going to lose it and fly into an all consuming rage. He was surprised that he hadn't already, but Raphael seemed to be restraining himself.

"Donny." Leonardo growled.

"Just let her go Leo." He put a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder.

His brother let her go. She slowly eased out of his brother's grip. The woman slowly walked towards Raphael throwing them an assessing glance over her shoulder. She was moving slowly and carefully, but was walking with a slight limp. Leonardo must have injured her when he had grabbed her.

Raphael pulled her into him, one arm around her, pulling her protectively against him, the other still holding his sai, ready to use it if needed. "You okay Kitten?" He asked gently.

"Yes." The woman said softly.

Raphael grunted. "Go grab the bike, take it to the opening of the alley, I gotta have a little bit of a chat and I'll be right there." Raphael growled.

"But..." She began.

"Now." He ordered.

She huffed out a breath and walked to the bike. She grabbed her helmet and put it on her head, started up the bike and drove it to the end of the alley.

Raphael watched her out of the corner of his eye, but kept most of his attention on them. "You seem to know me, and you called me your brother, so fine, I can see the family resemblance, but I don't want anything to do with you. I just want you to answer a few questions for me and then, I am outta here." He growled.

"Raph..." Michelangelo pleaded.

"First question, what the hell am I?"

Leonardo looked too angry, confused and worried to answer, so Donatello answered for him.

"Mutant turtle. We started out as just ordinary turtles, but we were mutated by an alien mutagen, and we became what we are." He said softly.

Raphael nodded as he seemed to contemplate this. "Wonderful." He growled. "Next question, how old am I?"

"26." Leonardo ground out.

Raphael nodded. "How many of us are there?"

"Just us." Donatello told him.

"Heh. Well I suppose it's nice to know I ain't the only freak out there, but still..." He looked at them. "Am I a vegetarian?"

"What?" He asked in shock.

"Didn't think so. Last question. Am I seein someone?" He asked.

"Huh?" Donatello asked in shock.

Raphael snorted. "That's what I thought. Now I'm leavin, and don't even think about tryin' to follow us." He said as he stalked back to the bike snagging his helmet on the way.

He put the helmet on his head and didn't even glance back. The woman did though. She moved back on the bike so that Raphael could drive. She grabbed him around the waist as they roared off.

"Donny, you get a tracking device on them?" Leonardo asked.

He looked at his older brother in shock. "Of course not Leo!" Donatello frowned. "But I don't think we will need it." He said as he walked to the entry of the alley. He knelt down and picked up the piece of paper the woman had dropped. He fingered it thoughtfully as he handed it to his brother.

Leonardo's eyes narrowed. "Do you think it's a trap?" He asked.

Donatello shrugged. He wasn't sure. "The important thing is that he's alive Leo." Donatello said softly. "He might not remember us, or himself, but he is alive." Donatello closed his eyes against the welling of relief and happiness that assailed him. His brother was alive.

"Do you think we can help him?" Michelangelo asked softly.

"Well, we have a place to start." Leonardo said as he tapped against his hand a brochure for the American Museum of Natural History, with the words: Tomorrow 8:00pm, written on it.

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