This chapter in a bit shorter than the others but It is also rather intense so I hope you'll forgive me. I had fun writing this chapter and hope you don't find it too...bloody. :S

Note: I do not own TMNT

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(Raph's perspective)

I knew I was being rash and impatient. I had gone over a couple of strategies in my head for the past few hours but as night approached, and after calling Donnie, I lost the last restraint I had left. I did not care anymore who was holding my little bro and best bud captive but they were gonna pay for whatever they had done to them.

The worry in the back of my head for Leo and master Splinter was not helping. I needed to get home and the care of them as well Hy brain was a mess and I was real tired and hungry. I jumped up the fire escape with determination but landed clumsily. I heard a clatter from inside.

"Shell" I whispered to myself as shadows stirred in the dark apartment.

I did not bother to hide my presence looking in through the window. The room was big and L-shaped with the kitchen in the small space in front of me. The entire flat was dark with the exception for a lamp in the kitchen. I saw the dark silhouettes of three people. Casey's head hung, his arms behind his back, Mikey's shell outlined in front of the light and then a third person with fiery red hair that seemed to glow. Her face was covered in darkness, still I noticed her looking right at me. In her hand...a knife.

My vision turned red as she stepped closer to Mikey. I lost all control and did no longer care if the whole neighborhood would see me. I smashed through the window using my sais, jumping into the kitchen space making glass fly in all directions. She swiftly got to Mikey.

"Oh, no ya don't" I threatened and rushed jumping and sliding over the kitchen island, my foot aimed directly at her face.

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The line went dead. After trying to call back a couple times, getting no response, she put down the phone, fear in her eyes. Donnie kept his curious golden brown eyes on her pale face where she stood hunched forward beside him, her hands on his desk. Her eyes flickered back and fort as if she tried catching her own thoughts. Her worried expression made his heart twist underneath his plastron. He placed a comforting hand over her small one making her catch his eye.

"Who is April?" He asked gently "To us I mean?"

The question seemed to upset her and she looked away. Opening and closing her mouth as if trying to find the right words. He waited patiently and absentmindedly stroke his finger over the top of her right hand. She looked down at it then up at him again. Her dim blue eyes still confused and far off.

"She...She's your best friend Don.."

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Leo was not sure what state he was in. It felt as if he was drifting on waves on a big open sea. From time to time islands of memories and voices traveled past him.

Then, suddenly he was sitting in the dojo again.

What was he doing here? He remembered the dark haired girl's harsh words about him as a leader, Raph telling him about the human, Casey!...then?

"I was meditating...avoiding the problem at hand", he thought with a sigh. "She's right about me."

He slowly breathed out and stood up making a few slow tai chi motions with his arms along with his breathing. The sound of metal doors disturbed his calm but Leo decided it was time to face his brothers. Opening the sliding doors to the dojo he froze. A sick felling and fear-mixed-anger like nothing he had ever felt before filled him. His home was trashed and covered in blood. His brothers and Sensei laid sprawled in horrific positions all around the room. His eyes widened and his breathing hitched as the dark haired girl removed his own blue katana out of Donnie's shell in a swift motion making the blood fling of the blade onto the floor.

He tried desperately but could not move and inch while the girl, stepping over the bodies of his family came closer. Her long hair hung in front of her face, one cruel grey eye watched him closely and time slowed down. In the silence he could hear the blood drip from the edge of the blade onto the floor.

Something small jumped up on his chest. Four tiny feet began a massaging motion on his plastron. He winced in pain as the creature stepped over a cut and managed to open up his eyes enough to see something orange and hairy lay down by his belly. He eyed the room for as long as he had power to keep his eyes open. Confused he looked out over the lab and saw his genius brother down on the floor with arms loosely around the black haired girl.

They could not trust her. He had to save his brothers.

"D-onn-ie" His weak voice faded as he drifted off again and continued his feverish nightmare.

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(Mikey's perspective)

April kept ignoring me like she had done most of the day. I was unsure what was going on but heard the voice of a girl on the other end of my phone before it died as she dropped it on the floor. The sounds outside had seemingly startled her. April's breathing and heartbeat had increased and I heard the sound of a metal edge being drawn behind me.

"April talk to me" I tried looking back at her just as the window broke open. The foot!?

A loud yell filled the room and I untangled the ropes with ease, just in time to grab the foot aimed at April.

"DOWN" I yelled and April threw herself to the floor as I swung the ninja onto the cupboards behind me, breaking the only light source in the room. I did not give him time to collect himself before grabbing him again, up on his feet and kicked him hard in his chest making him fly to the other end of the room where he crashed into a couch tumbling over it. Since April had locked away my nunchucks in another room I bent down and grabbed the knife still in her hand and rushed over.

"No no, wait!" She begged.

I jumped the attacker, straddling him in place. I aimed the knife at his face and he took me by surprise stopping the blade with his hand. He screamed as It went through the flesh in his hand.

"S-STOP IT" I heard April stumble to her feet.

"STAY BACK!" I yelled back in warning still fighting to gain control of the blade.

"Mikey"

The harsh Brooklyn accent underneath me emptied my brain in less than a second. Light flooded the room as April found the light-switch. My eyes widened when I saw what I had done.

I let the blade go as if it was on fire. The blood dripping from the wound on his hand had covered half his face in the same dark red color as his mask.

"r..r-Raph?!"

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T.T Sorry I made you do that Mikey.

More to come later this week.