A few short scenes to build suspense. Hope you all enjoy it. ;)

Chapter 2

Basir walked into the hotel conference room, a smirk across his face. It was done. The beast was his to do with as he pleased. And not a moment too late. His comrades were sitting around the table once more, whispering in hushed tones. He took his place at the head of the table and waited for their murmuring to quiet down. "Has the business for this city been finished?"

"Yes, everything's been accomplished," Kadir reported. He stroked his dark beard as he looked up at the leader of the group.

"What is it?" Basir knew that questioning look without a doubt, bringing with it a spark of anger.

"Have you captured the beast?"

He glared at the man. "Yes, I have. He's on his way to be packed and shipped into the boat as we speak."

"But why not just fly him out of the country?" Nasim asked. "Why by boat? It'll take so much longer."

"Because we don't want a problem with customs," Basir snapped. "And what better way than to break him but by keeping him within the confines of a small crate for a few weeks?"

Jinan nodded slowly. "I'm sure we'll have to do more to break him with that spirit of his."

"Without a doubt, but this is only the beginning." Basir stood from his chair. "Gather the bags, we leave within the hour."

He strode out of the conference room behind them, confident with his catch. It wouldn't be too long and he would enjoy breaking this creature. It would be such a pleasure to do so.

Raph tightened a bolt on the front of his bike and stood up, looking at his and Don's handy work. Not too bad if he did say so himself. They had added a new turbo engine, polished up the metal, and redid the breaks. If it had gone fast before, it would go up to super speed now. He felt a like a proud father looking down on his baby.

"You're welcome Raph."

He chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head as he turned to look at his brother. "T'anks Donny."

Don picked up a dirty rag from the work bench beside him and started wiping his hands off. "Not a problem bro. I can just see Mikey's face when you ride off on this."

A scowl crossed his face. Now that wasn't something he wanted to be thinking about right yet. Mikey would be begging him to let him ride it 'just this once'. And that wasn't going to happen. They had just gotten the bike all up to snuff and he wanted it to stay that way for awhile. Though the actual look on Mikey's face… especially when he said no. "It's gonna be priceless."

Don chuckled. "That it is. Shall we go join the goofball then?"

"Guess so. Leo should be due back anytime now ain't he?"

A check of his watch had his brother nodding. "It's been a few hours. Could be back now."

Raph quickly wiped off his greasy fingers off on his own rag before tossing it over to the bench. Leading the way to the elevator, he remained quiet as they left the garage. Down in the lair, he looked around, only spotting Mikey's orange banded head. "Yo Mike! Leo back yet?"

"Not yet dude!"

He crossed to the back of the couch and leaned against the old relic with his arms crossed. A racing game was displayed across a few of the many TVs and it didn't look like his brother was faring so well.

"Did he say when he'd be back?" Don asked beside him.

"Nope," Mikey answered, tilting to the left as if it would help his car turn better.

"Know how long he's been gone?" Raph asked, wondering if they even had Mikey's attention at all.

"Nope. Just said he'd be back soon."

Well at least he was paying attention. Raph snapped his eyes to the clock, frowning as it read two in the morning. Leo was almost never gone this long without at least a call. And those times he was… it was usually his own fault for pushing his elder brother to stay out all night just to cool off. But they hadn't fought this time. It was a welcome relief. But why then was he not back?

"You can call if you're worried," Don spoke up.

"I ain't worried."

The video game paused as Mikey turned around to look at the two of them. "It's ok to be worried about Leo. Cuz he's our bro, you know?"

"I told ya I ain't worried," Raph growled, grabbing his cell of his belt. "And just to prove he's just fine, I will call him." Dialing, he grumbled under his breath. Worried? Who where they kidding? He wasn't worried. This was Leo. The "fearless" big brother. No need to worry at all.

"Dude might laugh you know. He finally got you worried," Mikey went on.

Raph snapped the cell shut before the call could finish connecting, jamming it back into his belt. "How many times do I have to tell ya, I ain't worried lame brain!" He vaulted over the couch, his one goal to catch his over energized brother.

"Eeek…." Mikey squealed, darting off the couch and in the direction of the kitchen.

Raph wasted no time racing after him with all he had.

"Keep it down! Sensei's asleep," Don's voice called after them.

Raph smirked. He'd be quiet alright. Maybe he'd duct tape Mikey's mouth shut just to keep the quiet while he pummeled him to the edge of death. Then who'd be worried?

A rocking motion slowly brought him to the edge of consciousness, not quite pulling him out of his deep sleep, but enough to cause him to stir. His eyes peered open to stare into the darkness surrounding him. Licking dry lips, Leo attempted to lift his right hand. He couldn't feel if it was tied down, but it wouldn't quite move either. It was the same with the other hand, but he wasn't quite worried yet. He was so comfy despite being curled up so tightly. It was warm too. He must have made it to bed sometime…

Slowly his thoughts drifted away as he slipped under again, the soft rocking only helping to lull his tired mind back to sleep.