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The blue-masked turtle came to a stop. Where the heck were they supposed to run? Every time he ran into a corridor, he faced two new ones. Leonardo turned his head to look back at the feline. She wore a pink top and a pair of gray shorts. It had to be warm enough with all that fur. And when standing straight, she was actually taller than him, not much, but still…

"Could I get my hand back?" she quivered in a small voice, making Leo remember that he was still holding it.

"Sorry," he replied, letting go of her. He had been so eager to get out, that he had completely forgotten about it. The cat rubbed her hand lightly, looking around the hall. Quickly, Leo turned his attention back to his surroundings, though there weren't much to see. Everything was painted white, even the floor and the top - it all looked like some kind of hospital, or a laboratory… His eyes carefully searched the walls, when he spotted something. A small map behind glass was placed on the far end of the hallway. Leo almost ran to it, searching for the word "exit" somewhere on it. And it was there, placed in the bottom. And luckily, there was a small red spot, indicating where they were standing. But his gaze fell upon something else as well. In the middle of the map, were the two rooms, where he and his brother had been separated. It was those two rooms, he wasn't in doubt one second. The two rooms were perfectly alike, the door out was placed the exact same place.

"Raph…" his voice trailed off, making the she-cat blink. She carefully approached the turtle.

"Who's Raph?" she carefully questioned, now standing right behind Leo. He raised his head to look back at her, but when the gunshot started ringing in his head again, he threw his gaze down on the ground.

"My brother," he sighed, struggling to hold back the tears that were currently trying to break their way up to the surface, "Shredder took him…"

The she-cat froze, not really knowing what to say. She looked down as well, keeping all thoughts to herself, but broke the silence after a minute.

"I'm… sorry to hear that," she quietly said, looking up again. Leo slowly nodded, swallowing.

"Let's just get away from this place," he replied, turning to the way the map showed to the exit. As he started walking, the cat followed close behind, afraid to get lost.

Leo tried to hold his eyes open for enemies and alarms, but as he looked around at the white walls, the scenes from the past hours covered his vision. Everything from the first fight and until now. And now he couldn't stop wondering, what would have happened, if he hadn't followed his brother, or if he hadn't left him on the street after their fight. He had been a bad leader, and an even worse brother. He sighed deeply to himself, as he continued down the hallways. It was like they lasted forever. Like his guilt. It was like-

"Leonardo, watch out!" the cat suddenly cried, interrupting the turtles thoughts. Leo snapped back to reality, just in time to see a group of Foot ninjas standing before them.

"RUN!" he yelled, grapping the cat by the wrist and pulling her along. She gave out a yelp of surprise, but tried to follow Leonardo the best she could. As they passed a corner, two more ninjas stood with their backs turned to them, thought they turned around by the sound of footsteps. There was no turning back now. He had to fight his way through the hallway, if he wanted them both to get out alive. He released the feline and sprinted towards the two Foot, knocking one to the ground and then turned to the next. This one was harder than the other. The ninja dodged Leo's first blow, and the turtle received a well placed counterattack in the abdomen. Leo fell to his knees, trying to catch his breath, as the Foot prepared for another attack.

The cat looked around with wide eyes. What was she supposed to do? There had to be something to help them, anything. Finally, her eyes fell on a fire extinguisher on the wall.

'This better work,' she thought to herself grabbing the heavy object. She was close to dropping it, but found the strength to hurl it up and smack it into the head of the Foot ninja. The extinguisher flew out of her hands and went through the hallway, leaving a series of metal clunks on it's way over the floor.

Leo slowly stood up, looking from the fallen ninja to the now still metal object on the floor.

"Nice hit," he commented, though he knew it wasn't over yet. The ninjas following them from before flew forward and took an offencive stance before them.

"Run," he told the cat, fixing his eyes on the enemies, "Get out of this place."

"I can't leave you." she shivered, though it didn't sound more interesting to stay and fight.

"You can," the turtle said coldly, not letting the cat argue. Before she could say a word, he had already charged at the Foot before him.

The feline was stunned for a few seconds, but knew that Leonardo was right. She was no use for him now. In fact, she would probably just cause more trouble than help. So she ran, through the hallways, towards the exit. Until she realized, that she was lost.

"Not good, not good," she whispered to herself, choosing a way to the left. But it only led her to two more hallways.

"Oh God…" she whined, trying to stay as close to the wall as possible. She just hoped Leonardo was okay. Would he really be able to take them all down? Alone? She continued through the white tunnels in search of the exit.

In the meantime, Leo was having a hard time fighting the Foot ninjas jumping onto him. It was like he was receiving more blows than he could deliver. But he had to get out of the place alive. If he didn't, who would tell his brothers about Raphael? The cat could, if she would make it… and if she would ever stumble into his family. So he had to make it. Giving it his best, he pushed off the ninjas and delivered a round house kick to three surrounding ones. One received an elbow in his nose, followed by a two-toed foot slamming into his kneecap. Another one had his teeth beaten out, as the turtle kicked his head upwards.

When the last one was standing, fear was shown in his eyes. The turtle had proved himself much stronger than first intended. Leonardo eyed him. He couldn't let him run away, he would just alarm the others. The ninja turned to run, but was too soon stopped by a fist hitting him in the back of his head, making the world spin very shortly and turn into darkness.

Leo rested his shell up against the wall, panting heavily. He was out of energy. But now was the wrong time to try to relax. He had to move on. He dashed off in the direction the feline had run.