The turtles jumped from rooftop to rooftop with still no sign of Raphael. It was cold out. The night breeze made their bandana tails dance in the wind. The turtles wanted to find Raph now, but where?
"Guys, this is taking too long." Leo sighed, "We have to split up."
The turtles agreed and went their own ways. They went to every single place where he would go. Time was running out.
(Leo's POV)
Where is he? That's the only thing that went through my mind. Mikey may be very obnoxious and annoying but that doesn't give him no right to run off to who knows where and pout for several hours. How could he be so insensitive to make Splinter worry so much and me… hell, even Don and Mikey. Still I hope he is all right. Now I have checked the whole Central Park and now practically every single ally. Where is he?
(Don's POV)
Sigh… I don't get it. I used my best equipment to trace him but no sign of Raph. I'm turning on Main St. as I speak. After I gave up on foot awhile ago, so I used the Battle Shell's tracer. I GOT A SIGNAL! I parked, and put an approving disguise on and followed the signal into a bar. Figures. I walked up to the counter. I saw the bartender filling up some shot glasses.
"Excuse me, sir", I interrupted.
"What can I get for ya, kid?", he said sternly.
"Have you seen a guy with a big jacket and hat on?", I questioned.
"Sure did!", he said, "He's my best customer, and he was just here an hour ago!"
"Thanks." I sighed.
Well Splinter would like to here about that. It wasn't a total waste coming here. But, now the question was where is he?
(Mikey's POV)
I was getting like so tired from looking so I sat down in the nearest ally to eat a pizza slice. Hey I was hungry and I had a disguise on. I can't just walk by Pizza Hut and not get a pizza slice! A turtles gotta eat you know. Especially if your name is, Mikey!
Suddenly, I heard a loud sound so loud I dropped my pizza. (sniff sniff) The I heard it again it sounded like someone was yelling…..
MIKEY!……they were…(gulp)