I do not own TMNT, and no matter what happens, I probably never will. If you cannot handle death, blood, fighting, and swears, then click back. Otherwise, welcome to the little situation I an about to create.

Thoughts

Early in the morning, under New York City, Raph, Mikey, Donnie, and Leo were training under the intensive watch of Master Splinter. Master Splinter had decided to end the morning training with them paired together. Mikey and Donnie were set to fight to show their newly learned tactics, as were Leo and Raph. "Begin," Master Splinter said. Immediately, the four turtles began. Master Splinter watched them and saw that there was a slight change in Raph. Master Splinter vaguely watched his other sons. Instead he watched Raph. Something is not right. Ever since Raphael returned from patrol with Michelangelo, something has been wrong with him.Master Splinter thought as he began to notice that Raph's movements were getting a bit slower by the second. "That is enough." The four turtles stopped and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

"I thank whichever God there is," Mikey said as he took a deep breath. The other turtles just shook their heads. "What?"

"Nothing Mike," Donnie said as they all retreated from the dojo. Leo went over to Master Splinter to ask him a question that was troubling him.

"Master Splinter?"

"Yes Leonardo." Master Splinter watched Donnie enter the kitchen along with Mikey, while Raph just went into his room. What could be wrong?

"May I ask why you have ended our training early today?"

"Yes, I have noticed that something is different today, but I will not tell you more until I meditate upon the matter at hand." Leo bowed to Master Splinter as Leo went to the kitchen to see what Donnie and Mikey were doing. Master Splinter went to his room and closed the door as he began to meditate for any possible reasons that could be the solution to the recent change in Raphael. Meanwhile, Raph lied down on his hammock. Somethin's not righ'. I'm way too drained lately. I'll talk ta Donnie or Masta' Splinta' 'bout it lata'. Righ' now I need some sleep.Raph thought as he closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

"What did ya talk ta Master Splinter 'bout Leo?" Mikey asked Leo when he entered the kitchen.

"I asked Master Splinter why he ended practice early," Leo said as he opened the refridgerator door.

"What did Master Splinter say?" Donnie asked as Leo closed the door with a can of Root Beer in one of his hands.

"Master Splinter said that something's different today and that he'll tell us more after he meditates," Leo said as he opened the can and took a long sip.

"I didn' notice anythin' different. Did ya Donnie?" Mikey asked as he scratched the top off his head.

"I wonder what master Splinter meant," Donnie muttered to himself as he stood up. Donnie then got up and left went to go talk to Master Splinter.

"That was odd," Mikey said as he looked at Leo, who just shook his head. "What?"

"Nothing Mikey," Leo said as he left the kitchen with his Root Beer in his hand. Mikey just shrugged and decided that since it was almost noon; that he should start to make lunch.

"What to make," Mikey muttered to himself as he went through the refridgerator and cabinets. Meanwhile, Donnie walked to Master Splinter's room and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," Master Splinter's voice responded lightly. Donnie opened the door and walked in. He looked at Master Splinter who was sitting down Indian style, but now was getting into a standing position. "What is it that you wish to discuss Donatello?"

"I wanted to know what you mean when you told Leo that something was different about today," Donnie said. How did Master Splinter know that I wanted to discuss something with him?Master Splinter looked at Donnie.

"That was what I was trying to figure out. Something is off with Raphael, would you like to join me in my meditation on the subject Donatello?" Right when Master Splinter said that, Donnie did recall Raph's sluggish movements lately.

"Sure." Master Splinter and Donnie sat down and started to meditate. Meanwhile, Leo was trying to cook, I say 'trying' because Mikey was yelling directions at Leo while he was ending up with some near-fire accidents, until a fire did start.

"Where's tha fire extinguisha'!" Mikey yelled as they searched the cabinets.

"I don't know!" Leo yelled back. The fire had spread and was in front of the sink, making it so they couldn't get any water to put it out.

"We're gonna be killed by master Splinter an' Donnie soon!" Mikey yelled. Master Splinter and Donnie smelt smoke, so they went to investigate.

"What did you guys do!" Donnie yelled when they opened the door and saw worried turtles.

"Never mind that, we must get water, where is Raphael?" Master Splinter asked as they began to cough. Smoke had already filled up the entire lair already. They had trouble finding their way around and the heat was growing even more intense as the seconds went by. After a few minutes of struggling, they found a door and opened it. Inside they found a hammock with a sleeping turtle in it. Leo grabbed Raph and carried him out of the burning lair. They had to travel a long distance before the air in the sewers was much more breathable.

"Hey Raph," Mikey said as he slapped Raph lightly in the face. Leo had put him down when they had decided to take a break. "Wake up. Umm, guys? I think something's wrong with Raph." Master Splinter was the first to notice that Raph had not woken up during the fire, had slept when Leo carried him while running down the sewers, and had not moved at all, and he shared this information with the other turtles.

"What is wrong with Raph then?" Leo asked.

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