Hi! New story! I know I haven't finished the sequel, which is why I didn't post this a while ago, but I'll manage, and I'm sure you will, too. This story is 2k3 (wow, what a surprise...), and it's about Leo again. Yeah, I love him. Anyway, on with it.

Disclaimer: I don't own them. I got a bunch of TMNT stuff for Christmas, but I don't own them.

Advisories: Blood, language, scary stuff, you get it.

Enjoy! Or at least try to...

Leo sighed as he ran across the rooftops. He'd needed this run. This was the one day where they didn't do patrol, so he'd decided to go out for a little bit after the sun had gone down.

As he had just started to make his way home, though, he heard something that sounded between a bark and a growl from an alley below. Corious, he peeked down and, when seeing nothing, he jumped down after making absolutely sure there were no humans around.

What he saw shocked him. There was a giant dog in the middle of the alley, and there were Foot Soldiers trying to restrain it. The blue-clad turtle growled and easily knocked out the Foot Ninja in 5 minutes before turning his attention back to the dog-a wolf, now that he got a better look at it.

The giant creature barked at him with the same growl in it somehow. He took a cautious step closer to the wolf, but it growled, loud and feral, at him. Before the teenage turtle knew it, the wolf had bitten him on the left hand.

"OW! Orokana inu! (Stupid dog!)" he yelled, kicking the animal in the head and effectively knocking it out. He jumped back on the rooftop he'd been on and started back to the warehouse.

All the way home, Leo muttered to himself about a stupid wolf as he put a pad on his hand to stop the surprisingly rapid bleeding. He put in the code for the elevator and went down to the Lair.

As soon as he got back home, he was met with the anxious face of Donatello. "Leo! You've been gone for 2 hours! I tried to call you but you must've dropped your Shell Cell and- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR HAND?!" he yelled, already pulling his brother to the infirmary/lab.

Leo chuckled bitterly before telling Don what had happened. When he was done and Don had disinfected his hand, the genius chuckled. "A dog bit you?"

"No, a wolf did! And it was big, too."

Don smiled to himself. "Okay, Leo, I'm gonna wrap your hand; it may hurt a little, so you may want to grab onto something." Leo looked around, but when he saw nothing, he just decided to bear with it.

Don tied the knot, causing Leo to hiss in pain.

Don sighed in relief when he was done. "OK. Just take it easy for a couple days. Right, Leo?" The forest-green turtle nodded, even though they both knew he didn't mean it.

"Night, Don," Leo stated as he made his way to brush his teeth.

"Night, Leo."

Leo sat down on his bed and took off his gear. "Damn wolf-thing. Now my hand's gonna hurt like shell for God knows how long..." He lay down, being careful of his left, bitten hand.

But as he slept, a red paw print shone through his bandages for a second...

AAAAAAHHHHHH! It's short, I know, I'm sorry. But this is just a prologue, and there's more to come! See you soon! And check out my other stories, too! BYE!