Leo looked around, eyes searching the area for any sign of what happened. Trying to find evidence that what Mikey had said was not true. That their brother was not…he couldn't have been. Not Donnie. He traced the foot print, undoubtly his brother's who was clearly dragged away. Finding him now was near impossible, to track them in the sewers when he could see that Slash had moved through the gray water to cover their tracks. So far from the rage filled turtle he had been so long ago. Back when the mutagen first claimed him.

Raph was checking the makeshift cage that the youngest had said held Donnie. Looking over the bars and testing them. There was no way Donnie got out of them himself. Slash had to pry them open. Even so, to think his pet had…with his brother just to protect Mikey. It was too much to bear and frankly, bothered him to no end. When had Slash shown any kind of love or affection toward Donnie?

Mikey shivered as he leaned against the stone wall, trying hard to get the image out of his mind. Donnie giving himself up for his sake. Obviously doing something he didn't want to which meant…he covered his mouth and moved up the sewer a bit to release his stomach. Feeling so sick at this point but mostly with himself. He did nothing to help his brother. Nothing to stop Slash from…from raping him for his sake.

April and Casey moved to the youngest. Recalling how distraught he was when he came to find them. No one was able to make out anything save for Donnie. That was all they needed to know as they followed him here. Finding the place empty. According to Leo and Raph, they could smell two scents, both familiar. Donnie had been there…and so had Slash. A small pool of sticky white liquid lay on the dirty stone. Reeking, as Raph put it, of fresh jizz. Only then did they look to Mikey, his baby blue eyes welling with tears as he told them what had happened and what he had seen. That Donnie had seduced Slash to save his life. Protecting him the only way he could when words failed him.

There were no words of comfort. No way to divert blame. Mikey was already angry with himself for being so weak. Even admitting that he wished for just that moment when he seen Slash force himself into their brother that he had been Raph. There was nothing they could do. So little they could do now that they lost the scent.

"I'll fuck'en kill'em!" Raph slammed his fist against the metal cage that had held his brother. His whole body shaking with rage. Turning to Mikey with darkened eyes. "Why did you fuck'en go alone?! If ya would have called us we could have been here! We coulda saved him!" he moved toward him.

"I…I…" what was he to say? All he wanted to do was see his brother again, he was too impatient to wait for the others. "What if it was too late?" he asked he stepped back, afraid of what Raph would do. "He isn't yours Raph!"

"Like hell he aint! I marked 'em first! I was waiting for his answer when all this shit happened." He moved toward him again only to have Casey run between them. "Get outta my way prick!"

"Raph enough!" Casey tried to calm them down.

"You weren't the only one waiting for his answer!" Mikey yelled. "we all asked him and I doubt he was gonna actually chose! We may have wanted him but if you fucking thought with your head instead of your dick maybe you would see how he was avoiding us!"

"He wasn't avoiding anyone. He already gave me his answer." Leo rolled his eyes. Standing up he looked at his brothers, keeping his rage well hidden from the others. Slash was going to die for sure. He had tainted his innocent and pure mate. He crossed his arms and shifted his weight. "He chose me." It wasn't a lie. He was the best out of them all. It was clear, given how close they were, how well they worked together.

"Ya full of it!" Raph spat now turning to look at him. "Ya would have been gloating this whole time that he was yours!"

Leo scuffed. "Really? I'm not four, unlike you." He walked toward the exit. "He told me his choice when we were alone. Right before he was captured. Donnie wanted someone mature, someone who wouldn't treat him roughly or be little his interests." He stopped and turned around. "We even sealed it with a kiss."

Raph grit his teeth. He was lying. The fucker had to be lying because Donnie wouldn't…not if they were underattack…

"Will you all just stop?!" April snarled. "I am so tired of you guys fighting over him! He isn't here to confirm or deny shit!" he turned to Raph. "Shut up and get over your inferiority complex!" she turned to Mikey. "It is not your fault so relax." She then glared at Leo. "Stop pissing them off! You are the leader so fucking lead!"

Casey blushed brightly. Red was a force to be reckoned with. She was strong and beautiful…he was glad he had his face paint on, no one could see how bright his face was. Maybe later she would be up for grabbing some dinner with him…

"One good thing can come of this." Leo says. Drawing all eyes to him in that moment to hear what if any good could come of Donnie being raped. "We know he is here, who has him…" his eyes narrowed. "We will find him and bring him home." He vowed. Walking past them in the direction of home. Knowing they would follow. He would speak with their father. He would make plans. They would find Donnie.

-LRDM-

It was the first time in so long he was able to see the moon. This night it was the phase Waxing Crescent. As time passes after new moon, the Moon-orbiting counterclockwise around the Earth-moves away from the Sun toward the east from the vantage point, traveling about 12 degrees per day toward the left, as seen from Earth's northern hemisphere. Two or three days after new moon, a waxing crescent can be seen just to the east of the Sun. It is most easily seen just after sunset, following the Sun closely down toward the western horizon. Notice that the "horns" of a crescent moon always point away from the Sun. Also, since the Moon in a crescent phase-either waxing or waning-is close to the Sun on the sky, it can't be above the horizon at night unless it's shortly after sunset or before sunrise.

How many times as a child did he dream of seeing it just as Neal Armstrong had? Stepping foot upon the surface and exploring the vastness of space? How he had drawn himself in broken crayon, riding a rocket to the moon in a purple spacesuit? It made him smile slightly, at the fondness of the memories. Even as the other began to push him along the rooftops. His eyes remained in the bright sky, fixated upon the moon.

"Is your head always in the damn clouds?" the larger male grumbled, pushing him forward. They had to leave the sewers. The turtles were there. He didn't need to be bothered by them. Outnumbered and surely he would be out matched. He wasn't about to lose Donatello so soon. Not when they were starting to become closer.

"My mind never stops." He muttered, turning to face the other. Not an ounce of anger on his face. No resentment nor fury, just a hollow mask. "You tend to value things you think you would never see again. Things so trivial to others and yet…so beautiful." He looked back up, gazing up like a child in wonder.

"If only you focused more on training as you did with your head in the clouds you would have easily surpassed Leonardo in skill and combat." He scuffed. Pushing him more. Wanting him to move faster then what he was. This was…Not good. To be so open and have Donatello feeling sick, he worried greatly. Hoping that they would get to the safe haven he mentioned earlier. There they would be safe. They could start a life.

He heard a laugh. It was Donatello. "If I only had a nickel for every time I heard that." He muttered. It seemed seeing his brother had placed him in a good mood. Perhaps because he was able to confirm that they were doing well without him. It made him jealous, wanting the look on the olive turtle's face to be directed for him and him alone.

Perhaps…if he did something nice for him…A smile made it's way to his face. Perhaps once they get settled in their new home he could have a nice dinner for them? Flowers and even a clean mattress, he could easily acquire one from a store at night. He was sure his mate would love that. To have a soft place to sleep at night, with plush pillows and a heat lap to keep them warm on cold nights.

He could even bring his mate things to tinker with. Piles of rubbish from the dump, a room to work in and another to…he hummed. Thinking of just the place to place their eggs, a place to keep an eye on them and raise the young. As charming a thought, was Donatello even capable of laying eggs? This made his face sour. Looking to the small turtle, it didn't look as if he could carry in his condition. No matter, he would confine him to bed rest and force him to eat. Once he was healthier, he was sure that they could have young.

Young would help, Donatello was cross with him now but he was sure that he would grow to love him if only he was given the chance. He was upset about what happened, he wanted to go home but the mere thought of him going back to his brothers pissed him off. It wasn't going to happen, it wasn't going to fucking happen if he could help it.

While he was lost in thought, he felt his legs get kicked from under him. He fell back hard and saw Donatello above him, pipe in his arms. Anger rose again, he had been betrayed yet again and now… The sound of metal catching metal was heard, shuriken fell to the side near him, baring the foot clan symbol. He had not betrayed him, but saved him.

A sickening snap was heard, as the ninja whom threw the star at the purple clad turtle now laid before their feet. "I told you! We want him alive!" Rahzar snarled. "Don't care about the other one, bring the short one alive." He grabbed the fallen clan member and tossed him off the roof to make his point.

"Rahzar…" Donnie held his position, waiting for Slash to get ready. There were several foot ninja there, in addition to Fishface and StockmanFly. "I would say it's nice to see you all but…that would be a lie."

"Can it Turtle." Fishface snapped. "We want it, the cure for the mutations!" He moved forward playing with his butterfly knife. "Do not deny it, we know you have it and if you hand it over I am sure we may find it in our hearts to kill you slowly."

Donnie narrowed his eyes, knowing that they would put up far more of a fight then before. They know about the retromutagen and they knew it was he who had discovered it. This…was not good. "I don't have it." He took a step back. "And if you kill me what would happen if you mutate again? Rahzar can attest to that possibility."

The mutant smirked. "I always liked you Donatello, always so clever." Rahzar moved forward. "Tell you what. Come quietly and we wont hurt your little friend there." It made him wonder though, if Donatello did have the retromutagen, why did he not use it on that mutant turtle with him? Yet he knew it worked, they all had seen it work. He and all the others would keep him safe from Shredder. For now they wanted to capture him, hide him and wait til they are no longer mutants before handing him over to Shredder. His fucking daughter wasn't even his but the child of his enemy, why should they give a rat's ass if she was still mutated?

"Not assssss clever asssss he thinkssssss." Stockmanfly buzzed. He was the weakest of them but he was extremely smart, almost rivaling the teen turtle. It was his idea to keep Donatello to themselves for a time, he who gathered all the basic chemicals and supplies to aid in the creation of retromutagen.

"Are you sure?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. "Maybe I have been holding back all this time." He glanced quickly at Slash.

He was still on the ground, calculating. There were many enemies here. Far too many for him to protect his mate. The chance of him actually being able to pull this off…he growled. Donnatello was in danger. He was going to have to keep him close.

Rahzar laughed loudly. "Cute." He muttered. "Real cute coming from the weakest of you." He walked forward, getting too close that the second turtle shot up, standing between him and Donatello. White eyes glaring and his beak twisted in a snarl. "Did you make this one too?" he could admire how he was built, tall and strong, dark skin perfect for hiding. Clearly a beast that would undoubly cause them trouble when trying to capture the purple turtle. No matter, once they have Donatello they maybe able to leverage him into adding this beast to their ranks. Surely The Shredder would be very pleased with them.

"Man Red Rhino, how long do we gotta wait? I got a clear shot?!" Bebop scuffed, tapping his fingers on the net gun they had been given. The others were decoys, wanting to distract them so they would not notice the two on opposite rooftops from where the group of mutants stood. He tapped his headset when he got no response. "Hello can you even hear me?"

"I hear and choose to ignore." He huffed. Rocksteady was already tired of the pig's shit. He could not wait to change back to a human and be on his way. He hated this life and hated having to answer to the Shredder. "We wait for chance. When turtle is alone we grab him."

~LRDM~

Hello All! I know I am way over due for a new chapter but it never left my mind! I have been thinking on what to do next and well I figured it out! New update when I can lol. Hope I have not disappointed anyone.