When the school day ended, Donatello used the school's phone to call his house and let his parents know he would be gone for a few extra hours. His mother was fine with it, and convinced her husband that it would be fine. Donatello was happy to know that he was allowed to stay out so long as he was back by seven. He practiced sparring with Michelangelo until the elder Hamato children came by.

"Did you miss your bus, Don?" Leonardo asked with a grimace.

"Nope, he's coming home with us!" Michelangelo said excitedly.

Donatello grimaced. "I have to be back by Seven though, but yeah. If you guys don't mind."

Raphael smiled. "We don't mind at all, kid. Yo, dad, you ready to go?"

"I am coming, my sons." Master Splinter had grabbed his walking stick and satchel and the five of them started to walk down the street towards the outskirts of the town.

On their way to the Hamato home, they passed by a large town house. Yoshi paused for a moment and gave a saddened sigh. "That's where Oroku Saki lives."

Donatello frowned as he noticed the sad faces on his friends. Then he noticed a swing out on a tree in the yard. "Why is there a swing?"

"A family we know used to live there." Yoshi sighed as he urged the children to continue walking. "A young man and his wife with their children… unfortunately, the young man had become scared when his third son had been kidnapped shortly after being born. He called upon his friend from his homeland; Oroku Saki, his adopted brother. His brother came and everything seemed to be fine for a time. Then one day, after the family had a fifth child, another young boy, a fire had started at the pre-school that the oldest two children were going to. The two were a set of twins. While the boy had managed to escape from the flames, his twin sister and the mother perished in the flames…"

"That's terrible…" Donatello whispered.

"Yes, and Oroku started to show his true colors towards the boys and the father. They were practically chased out of their own home, for fear of his temper."

"Oh my…"

"Do not worry, my student, the end is much happier. The father found an old subway station that had been abandoned in the sewers for years. He fixed it up so that he and his three sons could live there peacefully."

"That's good." Donatello smirked. The other boys had been quiet throughout the whole story but were now smiling at the end of it, though Leonardo was clutching his head again from passing by the house.

Michelangelo and Raphael suddenly raced ahead towards a manhole and lifted it up. "Last one in hatched from a rotten egg!" Michelangelo called as he jumped in.

"We aren't turtles, Mikey, no matter how much you wish you were one!" Raphael called as he followed suite.

Donatello's eyes widened as he realized who the story had been about. "The abandoned subway station in the sewers…! Your family… oh my gosh… no…!"

"I am afraid so, my young pupil. Oroku Saki had once been my best friend, raised as my brother from early childhood." Yoshi sighed as he remembered the day his wife had died, along with his daughter, and the day his best friend had started acting so hostile towards them. Leonardo kept silent as his eyes widened. He had noticed something. Yoshi noticed his eldest son's fearful look with concern. "What is it, my son?"

Leonardo looked up at his father and just shook his head. "Just another headache, father. Nothing to be concerned about." He then jumped into the sewer tunnels with Donatello and Yoshi right behind him, sealing off the tunnel. While the others were used to travelling through the sewers by now, Donatello was struggling to make his way. Leonardo grabbed the young boy's hand and led him through the system towards the subway station that was their home.

While Master Splinter started to make some tea and cookies, the four boys gathered in what was known as Michelangelo's room. Donatello was looking at the eldest with concern. "Are you okay, Leo?"

"I'm fine, Don. Just another headache. I get them a lot, especially when I near the old place." Leonardo just grimaced.

"Yeah, it's because he senses his twin, Miwa." Michelangelo grimaced.

Donatello frowned in confusion. 'Why is that name so familiar…?'

"Mikey!" Raphael grumbled. He did not want the new kid knowing about their powers just yet. They hadn't even told their other friends at school!

"Relax, Raph. Don's got a power too!"

"HUH?" The older boys were now confused.

"You mean you believe me, Mikey?"

"Well, DUH! I saw you do it! Nice work by the way."

"Heh, thanks."

"Saw him do what?" Raphael was getting impatient as usual.

"He used his big brain of his to move the principal's glass to spill onto him. Oh, and apparently, Master Saki can really dance!" Michelangelo started to mimic the principal's movements, making the boys chuckle slightly.

Leonardo then looked back at Donatello. "So you can move objects?"

"I think so. I'm sure I did."

"He did, he's just not used to the powers yet because he hasn't practiced with them." Michelangelo smiled. "Mom said he'll be pretty powerful if he practices enough."

"Of course she did." Raphael rolled his eyes.

Donatello looked at his friend with some confusion. 'Why is he so confident in my abilities?'

Raphael chuckled at Donatello's confusion. "Mikey's got this ability that lets him see our powers when they're in motion. He can also talk to ghosts… at least he says he can."

"NO, just mom's ghost."

"Same thing, really."

"So what can you two do then?" Donatello chuckled.

Leonardo bit his lip. "Um…"

"Raph can turn his anger into a super strength!" Michelangelo smiled, proud of his big brother's amazing ability. "And Leo can talk…"

"Could talk to my twin sister, Miwa." Leonardo interjected. "Now I just get headaches."

Donatello's eyes widened as a memory came back to him. A couple of weeks after he had started going to the library and meeting with Karai, young Donatello, the four year old genius, had asked her a new kind of question. "Hey, Karai?"

"Yeah, Donatello?"

"You said that Karai was what your foster father called you, right?"

"Yes, so?"

"What did your real family call you?"

Karai looked at the boy with confusion. "Why do you want to know?"

"Well… I want to know so that I know more about you. Not what he wants to make you."

Karai smiled at his honesty. "My real name is Miwa… it means Harmony in Japanese."

Donatello shook his head, snapping out of his memory as his sensei brought the children some cookies and asked if they would all like some tea. Donatello quietly accepted the Jasmine tea with a polite "Thank you, Sensei." His mind was already racing at a hundred miles an hour once more. 'Is she the same Miwa? If so… that might explain why Mikey can only see his mother, and why both Karai and Leo have headaches! I can't say anything on it yet, but… oh man! I should have asked her last name! I should have asked where she lived! I could have brought her to meet my new friends!' The boys had started on a new subject now, and Donatello had barely caught what they were saying. "Treasures?"

"Photos of Mom," Raphael supplied as he chewed on a cookie. He had a grim expression on. "My pet turtle, Spike."

"My captain Ryan action figure that mom got me for Christmas one year." Leonardo put in.

"My kitty, Klunk… mom got him for me when I was two, just before she died…" Michelangelo said soberly. "He's probably starving or starved to death rather, at the house."

Donatello frowned. "Why don't you guys move away from here?"

Leonardo and the boys looked at each other and then to Donatello. "We couldn't abandon the other kids to Oroku Saki. They need us… and Master Splinter." Michelangelo explained. "Without Leo, no one would have any courage. Without Raph, no one would be willing to stand up for others. Without Father, none of the kids would make it through the first year of school!"

"Not to mention that without Mikey, none of them would know how to be optimistic." Raphael chuckled as he rubbed the younger boy's head, making him laugh.

Donatello smirked, wishing he had that kind of relationship with his brother, Michael. He knew it would never be, but he could still wish for a sibling bond. "You guys are pretty brave. Are you afraid of anything?"

Raphael grimaced. "Cockroaches."

"Failure." Leonardo said solemnly, making Raphael look at him funny.

"The Shredder… and the Chokey… and being alone…" Michelangelo kept shrinking himself down as he named off his fears until Leonardo placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

Donatello thought about this for a minute. "I wonder what the Shredder's afraid of…"