TMNT Escape the Un-Dead

a/n: Enjoy! :)
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Chapter 2

They were heading south and had made it all the way to the opposite end of West Virginia. Don was driving and looked at the gage. "I think that were running out of gas. Better pull over and some more." He said. Raph nodded his head. "The sooner the better. There is a service station over there that way we can get more supplies at the same time." He looked at the service station. It looked recently built, but windows were smashed and the place was a dump. The turtles would be lucky if they found any supplies in there.

The turtles and Nathan piled out of the motor home. "Okay Don you and I will stay here and fill up the tank. The rest of you can go and get anything we need including medical supplies." Everybody nodded. "Get food but only cans they last longer. Get things that can help us survive like lighters and lighter fluid. Watch out for zombies and get sharp things."
"We get it fearless Leader." Raph said. "Get stuff dat will help us survive." The three left leaving Don and Leo to fill the tank.

Inside the service station. Raph, Mikey and Nathan were creeping around the shop area. Nathan put his finger to his lips. "We can attract any zombies with sound so we need to make a loud enough sound to locate them and then take them out." He said. Mike and Raph agreed. Mikey got his chucks and started to bang them against the shelves in a rhythmic fashion. After about five minutes they had taken out three zombies. And it didn't look like there was any more. "Let's get those supplies." Nathan suggested.

Nathan went to get food, while Raph handled weaponry and Mikey handled medicines. As Mikey walked around the health isles grabbing whatever he could off of the shelves. He knew that medicine would be in short supply soon, and Don had said that a lot survivors would die of natural causes. He was not about to let that happen to his brothers, they had lost too much in only a matter of weeks.

Raph was in garden supply's. There were potential weapons everywhere. He picked up a pair of trimmers and some gas to light a barbeque. He then headed to kitchenware, where he picked up a set of knives. He contemplated picking up a rolling pin, but what use would it be to them, they still had their weapons. He then went into the cigarette kiosk and picked up a few lighters before heading to find liquor and then the others.

Nathan went around the food isles, collecting foods that were canned and long lasting. The only milk that made sense for him to pick up was long life milk. It was important for them to keep their energy up so he picked up some energy bars. When he decided that they had enough food and supply's they headed back outside to the motor home.

"Hey Donnie, Leo. I found hedge trimmers. Can ya imagine decapitating a zombie with one a these?" He asked holding the garden tool in the air. Leo and Don nodded in approval.
"I take it you got the weapons. And Mike and Nathan worked on the other stuff." Don asked. Raph brought his other new toys, which included a couple of sets of kitchen knives and a blow torch. While they were chatting a hoard of zombies were watching them.

"We better get going before anything happens." Leo commented, breaking up the conversation Don and Raph were having about different ways to kill zombies with a blow torch. An un-dead jumped out of the nearby bushes. He had nearly bit Raph when a steel bladed sword went right through his head. "Thanks bro." Raph said as more approached them. Mikey pulled out his nunchucks and started swinging them. They jumped into battle. Mikey knocked out several un-dead within three seconds. Raph however had already killed about five with his Sai. They needed to find a gun and use it fast. "Guys we need to get out of here before we get eaten alive." Leo yelled. They realised then that getting to Texas was a lot harder than they thought it would be. Soon enough Donatello had gotten to the caravan and was starting the enigne.
"Guys get in before we end up as Zombie chow." He yelled. The four nearly men ran and hopped into the motor home. Soon enough they were gone. They had some new supplies and even some new toys.

When they were safe they stopped. "Wow what a time to be turtle." Donatello said pulling over.
"Yeah about that. Do you think that's how you guys survived all of this, because your turtles?" Nathan asked.
"I like to think we survived because we don't really know enough people for us to be any kind of a target right now. But the people we did know have already been turned. And because we don't know that many people, losing who we did know hurt a lot. Especially our dad." Leo told him.
"You told me about him. He sounds like he was a great person. Taking four babies off the street and raising them as his own. That takes a special kind of person." Nathan answered.
"I never really thought about it that way." Leo rubbed the back of his head and looked over at Mikey who was watching Zombieland.
"Mikey what is that on your arm?" Leo asked. "Don get Raph to drive. I think we have injured." Don did as he was told.

Five minutes later and Mikey was close to tears. "I'm sorry Mikey but we need to cut the infected limb off if you want to survive this."
"Pull over we need to make a fire. And get the saw. Thank god you got chloroform. That way I can knock you out before I remove the limb." Don told Mikey.

Don held a rag soaked in the stuff up to Mikey's face. Soon enough he was asleep. Don then got some of the liquor that Raph had collected and rubbed his arm with it. There were already some skin lesions. He then began to work at sawing through the bone. When he was half way through, he done what saw never and broke off the rest of the joint. "Raph is that blow torch hot enough yet?" Don asked not wanting Mikey to lose any more blood. Raph nodded and him over the weapon Don held it up to his arm. It did it's job and quickly sealed the wound. Then came the job of tuning him over so that they could wrap the wound. "There all done." Don said triumphantly.

About an hour later Mikey opened his eyes. At first he registered pain, then the now familiar sight of the inside of the RV. Finally he was able to reach one of his hands up and rub it down his face. But when he wasn't able to move or locate his other arm he screamed in his high pitched girly scream. Next thing he saw was his brothers standing over him.
"Relax Mikey, I think that losing your arm is a small price to pay for humanity." Leo told him.
"I guess you didn't realise that you were bit due to the adrenaline rush of the fight. It was really lucky that you weren't turned." Don told his little brother.
"Wow it is a good thing I picked up medical supplies." MIkey joked. The three older turtles smiled realising that their youngest brother was okay. Then he tried to sit up and ended up being pushed back down again by Don, who never wanted him to over exert himself.

Later that night Nathan woke up and walked over to where the turtles were supposedly sleeping. Walking over to Michelangelo, he held a shot gun up to the orange-clad turtles face ready to blow his face off. Just before he pressed the trigger, the gun was quickly pulled away from his hand. He had no idea where it had disappeared to, or who had taken it.

The next day when Nathan went to a nearby stream to wash the turtles had a conversation about him. "Nathan nearly killed Mikey last night boys. It was lucky that I heard him and took the gun off of him in time otherwise we would have lost our little brother." Leo told them. (They decided to have the conversation in Japanese to avoid Nathan understanding what they were speaking about.)
"We don't need another thing like that happening. I say we ditch him." Don added as he poked the breakfast with a stick.
"I say we feed him to the un-dead and then treat him the he was gonna with Mike."
"Can I be the first to say no to that idea. Being bitten is no fun. Now can you tell me why we are speaking Japanese?" The three other turtles turned around as Michelangelo walked out of the motor-home.
"I didn't think you would be up for a while. You just lost a limb. You need time to heal little brother." Don said helping him down the steps.
"I can walk down stairs by myself Donatello." Mikey pushed his brother away as he climbed down the steps. "It was my arm you cut off not my leg."
"Having an arm cut off has made you narky." Leo commented as a joke, but it was taken the wrong way. "Sorry Mike, I didn't mean it that way." Leo had seen the rise of Mikey's face that would have been accompanied by the crossing of his arms if it was possible.
"That wasn't very funny Leo and not very appreciated at the moment." Don said trying to console Mike back to the fire that they had been cooking marshmallows on for a snack.

That night as the turtles got back on the move Nathan was still with them, but was no longer allowed to have a gun in the RV as they went further south to Texas and possible safety.

a/n: Man this has taken a long time to write. I kinda lost inspiration half way through. I got it back though and decided bye, bye Mikey's arm. The next chapter will be an interesting re-encounter of how they lost their relatives and loved ones.