(A/N: And here is another update! Rather quick for me... But then again I have lots of fun with these sort of chapter. Hehehe XD

I'd like to thank Lilninjawolf for betaing for me again! I'd also like to thank everyone who reviewed. Much appreciated! =D)

Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles or make any money from writing stories about them. But one day I will write my own book and those characters shall be me, and I will make money from them and the horrors I put them through! Mwhahahaha.)

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Raphael was in pain. The rather large man paced around him, teasing him, taunting him. A lot of the stuff didn't make sense. Not because he didn't recall anything the man said, that didn't help, but also Raphael was finding it rather difficult to concentrate on what the man was saying.

"You're gonna pay for every single pain you've caused me," the man said with a rather large grin on his face. "For every time you've interfered, for every plan you've ruined, I will repay to you with pain."

Raphael frowned. What had he done to this man...? "What did I-" Raphael started, but was suddenly cut off when the man's fist collided with his jaw.

The force of the collision knocked the chair to the floor with Raphael in it. The man's laughter filled his ears, his headache increasing even more as his jaw was throbbing. He didn't notice the drool mixed with blood that had started escaping his mouth, he just groaned as the man picked his chair up again.

"What you did?" The man repeated almost quietly before the bellowing began once more right in front of Raphael's face. "You and those so called brothers of yours-"

As the man got up close to his face and his mouth filled with blood, he suddenly spat it into the man's face. It was just a reaction; he had no idea why he'd done it. He must have bitten his tongue though when the guy hit him. The man was still for a moment, looking at him with the stupidest expression on his face before reacting.

The man grabbed him by the throat, suddenly rushing forwards, taking Raphael with him. He gasped as he and the chair were slammed into the wall. His arms were trapped painfully between the chair and the wall. Unnoticed splinters from where the chair had started to break, digging into him. The grip on his throat tightened as the man wiped his face. Raphael was struggling to breath, the giant hand cutting off his air supply.

"You freak!" The man snarled at him, practically screaming his lungs out at the turtle. "You and those other god damn turtles deserve to die! But you'll be the first, with my own two hands!"

His grin grew, his grip tightening even more. Raphael was struggling as much as the restrains would allow, but it wasn't doing him any good. He was going to die...

"I wonder what they'll do when they see your body... Or maybe I should throw it back in the habour..." The man contemplated almost casually as Raphael was struggling to stay conscious.

His headache was getting worse; it felt like his head was going burst open! His body started to thrash beyond his control, but it wasn't seen properly due to him being restrained. Suddenly, he started to slip from the world, but not into the afterlife. Instead, he was falling into the other world once more, like he had with Karai...

He ducked as a giant arm swung round to hit him, missing by inches. Though he didn't pause to marvel at just how slow this big lug was, he had to keep moving or that big lug would eventually get him. And if he did, then he knew he wouldn't be the one laughing about it.

He jumped up high, the giant man now having lost his balance so Raph was able to kick him right in the jaw! Oh yeah! That hurt! Both him and the man. He landed on his other foot, favouring it slightly. Definitely worth it as the guy fell backwards and on to his ass!

"Give it up, Hun." He said, grinning. "You're way too slow for me."

Hun groaned, forcing himself to his feet.

"Ah yeah?" He said, spitting out some blood. "Still doesn't mean ya stand a chance of winning, little turtle."

Little? He called me? LITTLE? Raphael growled and surged forw-

Raphael suddenly felt himself hit the ground, still thrashing, just wanting the pain to stop! Ah! The pain! There was a loud bellow from the man as he suddenly picked him up again and throw-

He was breathing heavily, having run all this way without stopping and still he couldn't out escape them... Before him were more Purple Dragons and even Hun. Hun... The mammoth of a man stood before him, arms crossed, looking full of himself as per usual.

"Going somewhere?" Hun said, sounding amused.

"Just for a run, stretching my legs." He said, trying to get his breathing under control.

Hun just laughed at him as gang members started to encircle him. Raphael growled at them, drawing his sais. He was still panting like crazy, but he was not going down without a fight. Then suddenly shadows descended, taking out a few dragons.

"There you are!" One said playfully. "Been looking everywhere for you, Raphie. Been keeping the fun all to yourself? That's not very nice."

Raphael growled at the shadows. "It would help if someone would actually pick up the phone!"

"What?" It replied, before offering a weak excuse. "I was in the shower..."

"Enough, we can discuss this later." Another shadow said, taking out more dragons as he did.

Raphael smiled a little. That was Fea-

He was flying through the air. People around him shouting loudly, way too loudly. His struggles were slowly starting to die down as him and the chair came in contact with something. Though instead of stopping him, it rolled with him as if absorbing the landing for him...

Something hung in Hun's grip, limp and unmoving. A strange shadow of sorts. But this was an important shadow. Raphael was unclear as to why, but he knew if he did nothing he would lose someone very dear to him...

"You bastard!" He snarled, before demanding. "Put him down and fight me!"

Hun just chuckled. "No. Put your weapons down or I'll just snap his neck and be done with him."

Raphael growled, tensing up. This wasn't fair! This had been his fight and now he would lose someone he cared about who had just been trying to watch his shell. He wanted to fight his way out... But he couldn't. He just couldn't risk it. He felt his sais fall from his grasp, hitting the ground loudly.

Finally his headache seemed to be fading, his struggles stopped as he panted, exhausted by what he had just been through. There were voices around him, a hand on his forehead. A gentle hand, caring... Who was there? He tried to open his eyes, but groaned at how bright everything was, hurting his eyes. He felt ill... Though he'd seen blue. For that brief moment he had seen blue. It was oddly reassuring.

Raphael could feel someone releasing him from the chair, talking rapidly. Silence, please... Was it too much to ask for? The hand on his forehead moved, instead he was being pulled to his feet. Someone must be taking all of his weight as his body didn't seem to be willing to move. Someone else came up to his other side, taking his arm around his neck. He felt something strange behind his neck. A shell? The turtles... Out of the memories he had regained the turtles appeared in none of them. It was only Karai and Hun that he remembered clearly, and their crime organizations. So he still had no idea if they were friend or foe...