Hope you like! Sorry it's late! But I should have more time to do things now because swim is over! Yes! The Lair now! Remember what happened to Leo? (¬‿¬) Enjoy this! :)

"No! No, I want to go back!" Leo cried, grabbing his head.

"Sorry. No can do."

Leo closed his eyes. "Lemme go back lemme go back," he repeated to himself, as if that would send him back to the couch and let him just sit on the couch with Mikey watching a crappy show...

"No."

"Then why am I here?!"

"You didn't think that you had actually escaped Karai, did you? Heh!"

Leo turned away from the mirror image. "Once again, fuck you."

With that, he went toward the door. He was trained by the great Splinter. He'd even trained with the Ninja Tribunal for a few months. Not that he'd done great with his training, but still.

Why was he incapable of escaping his own mind?

He pounded on the door. No Elites. No Karai. Ha. He'd forgotten that part.

"Not forgot. I just don't need her here to torture you."

"*GROAAAAAAAAAANNNNN*"

Leo plopped onto the floor dejectedly. "I'm dead. I'm dead. I will kill myself in my mind just to fucking get away from you," he rambled.

He felt a slap on his head.

"Ow!"

'Leo' stared down at him, glaring hatefully. "Get up, you wimp!"

Leo slid further down the wall he leaned against. He hugged his knees to his chest as he tried to just disappear.

The world around him started to darken...

"This will hurt very much, Leo, I'm not sorry to say. Which is why you will not have anesthesia during this operation. Now, open wide!" Donatello singsonged as he took out a scalpel.

Leo clamped his mouth shut from where he lay strapped to a table. "Yeah, right," he muttered through his nose, mostly. He alone had been taught to do that in case they were ever captured and gagged.

Don sighed exasperatedly and took out a needle, quickly putting into Leo's bloodstream. "Then I'll make sure you cannot move your jaw."

Leo's mouth slowly hung slackly open. "Ya 'us' sai 'ere no ane'taga."

"Oh, there isn't. You can still feel the pain."

Leo groaned, rolling his head to the side. Don grabbed it and steadied it. He then grabbed Leo's tongue, drawing it completely outwards to the point where Leo was already in pain and put the scalpel to it.

With that, he plunged the scalpel into Leo's tongue.

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Leo had never been in so much pain in his life. He did everything he could not to scream.

Don't scream.

Don't cry out.

Don't fucking WHIMPER.

Don was nearly done, with about half a centimeter left, but then he smirked. He ripped off the rest of Leo's tongue.

"AAAAHHH!"

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Leo woke up again on that table. "Ooooww," he moaned.

"Ah, I guess you were right. You can still talk," Don's deceivingly gentle voice hummed from the corner of the room, where he sat and read a book.

"Atho'! (Asshole!)" Leo yelled back at him, despite the pain it took to so much as talk. His tongue was no longer bleeding at the stub, which was kind of a good sign to him.

"I'll take out your vocal cords," Don shrugged as if it were nothing.

"Wha?!"

Donatello grabbed another clean scalpel and held it to Leo's throat. Leo struggled to swallow, the lack of tongue making it hard.

Leo grit his teeth as his throat was cut open, but almost no blood flowed out. His eyes narrowed at Don, who smiled 'sweetly' back. "What? You don't think I don't know how to slit someone's throat only for pain?"

Leo grimaced, the knife making an opening to the inside of his throat. "Y'r w'rd."

"Thanks."

Mikey rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. It had been almost 12 hours since Leo had gone catatonic, and he had run out of comics to keep himself entertained. His eyes fell on something under the bed and he curiously grabbed it.

Leo's sketchbook. He knew the last drawing, from before Leo had been kidnapped, so he check if anything else had been drawn.

The... Shredder?

Why?

He glanced at his blue-clad brother, who was under his covers and staring at the ceiling.

What was his brother seeing?

Was he seeing anything?

He didn't know a lot about catatonia.

Even Don hadn't thought the information would be useful so he'd skimmed an article and left it that.

He looked at Leo. "Leo? Can you hear me? If you can, please come back!"

He hadn't thought it would work, but Leo blinked.

Mikey's eyes widened. Leo's glazed-over eyes started to clear.

Leo's sight was torn between the ceiling of his room and the cell. He could see them both! He immediately leaned toward his room, but right before he fully lef the cell, he heard his own, somewhat scarier voice echo...

"Run, run, run, turtle. You can't escape me!"

Leo blinked again as his eyes completely cleared.

When did he get in his bed?

Wan't he with Mikey on the couch a second ago?

"Leo?"

Leo jumped and saw Mikey on a chair next him, his sketchbook in hand.

He snatched the thing back and hid it under his covers. He took out his notepad and scribbled something on it.

'Weren't we just on couch?'

Mikey's eyes narrowed confusedly. "Leo... You were catatonic for 12 hours."

Leo blinked, then shook his head. He didn't remember that. Therefore, it hadn't happened.

"Yes, you did. We were watching TV and then you just were staring. I'm surprised your eyes didn't dry out," Mike retorted.

"Hey, Mikey, is Leo up yet-?" Don asked as he opened the door.

Leo dove under his covers in fright.

Don blinked. "Leo?"

The covers started to shake with Leo as Mikey picked them up a bit.

Leo was covering his mouth as tears streamed down his face. His mouth was moving from under his hand, coming out in unintelligible gasps.

Don stepped back slowly. "Whoa. Easy, Leo. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Leo squeezed his eyes shut.

Mike barely heard it, but Leo gasped 3 words he could just make out:

"Took my voice."

The younger turtle's eyes widened and he turned to his genius brother. "He thinks you took his voice," he relayed.

Don gasped.

Alright, I'm sorry about the gasping talk thing, but I had to make sure they knew that and Leo probably wan't capable of writing it in his current state. Sorry! *rubs head sheepishly* But the chapter's here, right?! Right?! Or I could delete it and retype the whole damn thing like I've done so many times! :( JK. :) Sorry again. Review, rant, flame, give requests, check out my community, and vote on my poll! BYE!

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