KAY ONE MORE THING

Sorry for taking your time. I'll make this quick.

After much thinking, this will be where I put ALL of my drabbles. I mean ALL. Angsty, hurt, death, funny, fluff. ALL. I'll let ya'll know if anyone dies tho.

This one is more angst/hurt/comfort.

I don't know what it is, I just like not having Splinter around. That might be why I usually kill him off first. You'll see how often he is dead or dying in my future posts.

What else... There was something else I needed to say... Dagnabbit. hmm. Oh well I'll think of it later.

I REMEMBERED. Okay so the numbers in front of these are out of order because I wrote these with a word, and that word is the name of each chapter. If anyone wants a word for me to write about I will try my best! Please! I need inspiration! You keep me going!

Thank you to who reviewed! I love reviews! Love them! I thrive off of them!

Guest/Starfire201: Lol yeah... the shoe chapter was inspired by the Michael Bay movie, actually. (Don't kill me but I'll watch anything with the name Ninja Turtles in it) All of the turtles have some form of footwear, except for Raph. Barefoot all the way!

THANK YOU NOW ENJOY I HOPE YOU DO.

HAHAHA I still don't own anything.

7 Personal- Leo tried to make it not personal. But when someone hurts your little brothers, it gets more personal than he's willing to admit.

Leo skipped steps when going down the basement, Mikey struggling to keep up. Usually Leo would wait, but not this time. Raph and Don were in trouble.

Leo wished he were better with computers. Maybe then he would have found Donnie distress signal sooner than two weeks.

Leo jumped over the last balcony, bending his knees as he landed on the cement floor. The red lights lined the ceiling, flashing. The alarm was deafening, so Leo tuned it out. He felt Mikey come up behind him and they looked at each other seriously and nodded.

They took off sprinting through the hallways, and Leo unsheathed his katanas with a shiing. Mikey's nunchaku made a whoosh sound as they beat the air around them.

The first few guards came out of a doorwaay on their left, guns blazing. Leo flipped off the wall while running and brought his leg down onto a head with a spinning kick. Mikey did the same off the other wall, then cracked the last guard in the face, effectively knocking him out.

They wasted no time in taking off once again, disarming and knocking out any guards they came into contact with.

Finally, after a few twists and turns, they came to the door. Leo kicked it down and they jumped into the room, barely holding themselves back from killing anyone. When all twenty men were down, Leo motioned for Mikey to follow him to the last door within the room.

It was metal, so kicking it down was out of the question. The code on the side of the door looked complicated. So Leo pulled a Raph and stabbed it over and over again, ripping out wires until the door was no longer locked.

Mikey didn't seem shocked. He probably would have done the same thing.

The room was brightly lit, with one table in the middle of the room and two cages against the far wall, both of which were currently empty.

Leo noticed Don first. He was the one on the table, with Bishop in the middle of cutting into his side. Don's face was screwed up in pain, eyes closed tightly. Leo wasn't sure if he'd heard them come in. He looked like he wanted to scream, but the leather band around his beak served as an effective muzzle.

Leo then saw Raph chained to the wall to his left. Raph's wrists were bleeding and seemed broken. He had a metal band around his beak, but Leo's eyes stopped at Raph's chest. It was being held together by rope, keeping his shell closed together from being cut open in a Y shape. Raph was still pulling on the chains as hard as he could in the direction of Donnie, despite his injuries. His eyes pleaded with them, and motioned with his head to get Don.

Leo saw red. The next thing he knew, he was slashing at Bishop with everything he had. The man could barely dodge, and when he brought out a gun, Leo only growled and cut off the hand that held it. Bishop was screaming now, on the floor, gripping his stub of an arm in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

Leo raised his katana to cut off the man's head. He was bringing it down when a hand stopped him.

The red edging his vision faded back to the blue of his bandana. Don was there.

"You don't... have to do this." His breathing was ragged, and his beak was bleeding from where the muzzle had been. Mikey held him up, not looking at Leo, but glaring at Bishop. If looks could kill, Leo knew the man would be dead.

Raph was in the back, leaning heavily against the wall and keeping his hands at his sides. He watched Leo, but didn't say anything. The metal band was still in place, maybe locked.

Leo turned his attention back to Donnie. His breathing wasn't normal, and his breath caught sometimes. His eyes pleaded with Leo.

Leo sheathed his katanas. "Okay Don. Mikey, let's get them out of here."

Mikey nodded. He helped Don shuffle his way to the door, and Leo helped Raph limp after them.

They didn't encounter any other guards on their way out, and took the elevator up to the first floor, where the exited out the alleyway. It took another good hour to get to the lair, including the breaks they took every ten minutes.

Mikey helped Don onto the cot next to where Leo had placed Raph, who had passed out fifteen minutes ago. The muzzle would be tough to remove, but they would do it. Somehow.

Leo motioned Mikey out of the room.

"Mikey, I need to finish up on something, okay? I'll be back in twenty minutes. Don't tell Don I went out. Try to make them comfortable until I get back." He whispered.

Mikey nodded in understanding and went to get a glass of water.

As Leo was leaving, Mikey called back to him quietly. "Leo? Be careful." Leo nodded and left.

He made his way through the hallways for the second time that night. Hopefully Bishop hadn't gotten too far. He came upon a blood trail leaving the room. It was a heavy flow. Maybe he'd bled out.

But Leo found that to be untrue when he discovered the end of the trail. Bishop was weak from the blood loss, his glasses lost somewhere along the way, and his hair sticking out in odd places. It made him look like a crazed lunatic.

Bishop glanced up at Leo. He was breathing hard and sitting up against the wall. "Just do... it."

But Leo wanted answers. "What did you do to them?" It was said as a calm demand. Maybe too calm.

Bishop made a sound that might have been a laugh. "I did what I wanted to do. Your species has always... fascinated me. I had to use the muzzles because of the... screaming they did. It made me lose my concentration... And then the red one bit me..." Another laugh. "I beat it within an inch of it's life for that..."

Leo unsheathed his katana.

Bishop kept talking as if he were being interviewed. "And it begged me to stop hurting the other one... So I made it watch as I-"

Blood spattered the wall. Bishop's head lay at Leo's feet, still frozen in the middle of his sentence.

Splinter wouldn't have approved of killing an unarmed man. But Splinter wasn't with them anymore.

Leo took a handkerchief from Bishop's coat and cleaned the blood from his katana and his plastron. It had been nearly fifteen minutes.

He started back to the lair. Leo knew Donnie was right. He didn't have to kill the man. But Bishop signed his death contract the moment he made it personal.