When a child has been gone for too long a parent usually starts to worry and wonder where their beloved offspring could be. They may pace the room back and forth, muttering words explaining what they'd say to their son or daughter, but knowing all the same that when the youngster walked through the door their first reaction would be to embrace the child and praise that they were safe.

They may sit in a chair, anxiously checking their wristwatch every five seconds or so. Eyes darting from timepiece to door in a crazy sort of manner.

They might even pretend that everything is okay, and claim that they couldn't sleep, therefore resorted to watching a late night movie on cable, but really waiting up for their child.

A normal parent may have portrayed these actions, but for Splinter when his sons have been gone for hours on end, he does not represent the hugging or the words of kindness. When the Turtles' sensei feels that something is wrong, he too, goes out into the night, possible gone for several hours, to find his children.

"Hurry it up Raph!" Leonardo hollered over his shoulder to his brother. The two were still on the search for Don and Mikey, and so far hadn't seen hide or shell of them. The loathe of being stuck in such a condition as this, cold, wet, and away from home for so long, stung Leonardo.

'This has to be Mike's idea of a fun game of hide and seek.' Leo decided. Mikey loved the city, especially at night time. Leo assumed it made his brother feel free and connected with the humans who occupied the city. Mike probably had run off to stay longer.

'Sensei must be worried.' Leonardo thought to himself. He hated to displease his master, and hated even more to make the old rat worry.

Behind him, Raphael took strong strides to keep up. He was in no mood to continue on with this wild turtle chase, and was far beyond ready to pop whoever was responsible for all this a good one.

Eventually, Leonardo stopped under a streetlight, watching as the rain became heavier. Raph stood next to Leo, looking into the empty darkness. Only the wind could be heard and the downpour to be seen.

Pitifully, Raphael tried to call out his brothers' names, but each word was swept away into the ghastly storm around him.