Alright, chapter one.

Enjoy.

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With a snort, Raph jumped from rooftop to rooftop, trying to cool off. He stopped on one of the buildings, looking around the city. There had been a lot of crime going on lately, and it was the perfect opportunity to get out with some of the rage lying inside his body. He smiled to himself, placing himself in a frog position with his elbows on the upper part of his legs.

Tonight was quiet, unfortunately. Far away, a siren from an ambulance could be heard, but that wasn't of his interest. Instead, he smirked at the sound of an alarm going off nearby.

"Showtime..." he whispered to himself, jumping off the roof and landing behind a dumpster to see what was going on.

"Be careful with that," a bulky man cried at the smaller one carrying a large box into a van, "They have to be intact, moron!" The smaller one scolded at him, firmly putting the box down.

"I don't get it, what does he want with that stuff?" the smaller one complained, kicking a small can with his right foot towards the dumpster. Raph kept quiet.

'What the heck are they stealin'?' he asked himself, eyeing the boxes. But there weren't any clues on them. He smiled to himself. Time for some action. He jumped high into the air, landing on top of the vehicle.

"Haven't your mama told you, it's not nice to take other people's things?" he smirked at them, making both men gasp in surprise. Jumping down, he made a fist hit the smaller one, sending him to the ground. He looked firmly at the other, as the thug drew a gun from within his jacket, pointing it at the turtle.

"You are so dead," he hissed, firing the gun. Raph made a jump, landing behind the man and kicked him in the back, making him fall forward. With a scared look, both men got up to run away. The red-cladded turtle grinned to himself, watching the two rush off. But something was wrong, even for Raph to see. He looked at the dumpster, he had hid behind from before, slowly walking over to it and looked suspiciously at the bullet in it.

"It's either him having a lousy aim," he frowned, "Or the bastard not aiming at me..."

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Leo scouted the city, looking for Raph when the shot went off.

'Oh no,' the turtle thought to himself, sure hoping he wouldn't find Raph lying in a pool of blood, when he reached him. He firmly got down from the building he was at and landed on the ground, only to see Raph standing normally before him.

"What are you doing out here?" Raph groaned at his brother, folding his arms before him. Leo blinked. He had at least prepared himself to see Raph in the middle of a fight.

"I-" the leader started, "I heard gunshot..."

"Which means you were out looking for me," Raphael interrupted him, before he had time to explain himself, "Go home, Leo."

"No way!" Leo finally yelled at his brother. This time, he had had enough, "I am not going home without you, Raphael." Raph blinked. Leo was really angry now, but the red-cladded turtle was even more stubborn.

"Who are you to decide that? Yeah, you're my brother and the leader, but that doesn't give you the right to decide where I go!" Raph's eyes sparkled with pure anger.

"Just stay away from me, Leonardo... Just stay out of my life."

Leo couldn't say a word. He was both surprised and shocked at his brother's words. He had thought, he had prepared himself for everything, but those words had hit him a little too hard.

"Fine," Leo answered, turning around and left the street, creeping down a manhole nearby. Raph was about to say something, grab his brother and hold him back, but all he could do was to reach out and open his mouth.

'Leo...' he silently thought, knowing it was too late, 'I -'

"I didn't mean it..." he whispered to the empty air, looking at the manhole. He had really screwed things up this time. He wanted to run after his brother, tell him how sorry he was for the hard words and that he didn't mean a single thing of what he had said. But he paused, suddenly feeling someone behind him.

"Leo...?" he asked, turning around to face the dark shadow behind him. With a gasp, he watched the large figure come closer, stepping into the light.

"Family problems," the blond man chuckled at Raph, scratching the scar on his cheek, "How cute." Raph growled, drawing his Sais. Around him, several foot ninjas landed, blocking all ways out of the circle.