Hey, sorry I didn't update yesterday; Wednesdays are really busy for me. Anyway, I'll be the first to let you know it the turtles ever belong to me, but for now they don't. Enjoy!
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(Seconds after the explosion) The man landed on the roof of the building directly across the street from April's lab. As he watched the whole front end of the building blow up, a satisfied grin slowly spread across his face. He spoke into the headset he wore, "The turtles' human friends have been eliminated."
A haughty voice replied over the radio, "Good. Now we move on to their father, the rat called Splinter."
The man on the roof let out a short, sinister laugh. "With pleasure, Sir."
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(After the turtles have found each other) Leo held one of his elbow pads to his chest, trying to stop the bleeding. Donny said it would hurt like shell for a few weeks but it wasn't anything serious. Mikey did have a mild concussion, but Don wasn't too worried about that either. Raph's shoulder had been dislocated in the blast, but once Don popped it back into place he confirmed that although it would be sore for a while, there was no lasting damage. Don's legs would be fine in a few days, after the soreness was gone.
After he had gotten over the shock of actually seeing his nightmare come to life, Leo was able to breathe a sigh of relief that it was over. The turtles had escaped with reasonably minor injuries, and after a few weeks would be back to normal. Leo only hoped this meant the dreams were over.
"Hey Leo, you ready to head home?" Raph interrupted his thoughts. Leo pulled the bloody pad away from his plastron, peering at the wound. The bleeding had stopped.
"Yeah, I'm good. Let's go." Leo threw the pad to the ground, then helped the still dizzy Mikey to his feet. Raph supported Donny, who hobbled on his bruised legs. The four brothers climbed carefully over the debris and out of the front of April's wrecked lab. They glanced around, making sure there was no one to see them, and made their way as fast as they could to the closest manhole cover.
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Don winced as he made his slow way down the ladder into the sewer, trying to use his legs as little as possible. Leo was already at the bottom, waiting to help him once he got low enough. When he got close to the end, he felt Leo's hands grab his shell, trying to keep he weight off of his legs.
He heard Leo grunt as Don's shell bumped his plastron; Don hoped he hadn't hurt him too bad. "Sorry, bro. You okay?"
"It's fine, don't worry about it," Leo said through clenched teeth, and Donny noticed that it was bleeding a little again. He would have to stitch that up once they got home. Leo supported him until Raph reached the bottom and pulled his arm over his shoulder, freeing their oldest brother to help Mikey.
Don wasn't too worried about Mikey's concussion. It was minor and, although Don would keep an eye on his vital signs while he slept, Mike would be back to his normal antics in a couple days. Raph and Don would just be sore for a while, and the only thing about Leo's injury that bothered him was the bleeding, but even that wasn't too bad.
Donny looked up at the familiar sound of the lair door sliding open. They were home already? He must have been zoned out a little. Don couldn't wait to finish taking care of his brothers and get some sleep.
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Raph helped Donny to the couch, then plopped down beside him. He was glad Master Splinter was on one of his spiritual journey things; he knew none of them wanted to explain what had happened. He just wanted to climb in bed and sleep for days.
But Don had other plans. "Raph, help me to my lab. I've got to take care of your arm. There's no muscle or nerve damage, but I've still got to immobilize it for a while to let the strained tendons and ligaments heal. Plus, you may have torn some of the cartilage, which also needs to heal.
Raph protested, "Come on, Brainiack. I just wanna get some sleep."
"And you can, after I take care of your arm." Raph sighed and gave in, for once too tired to argue. He helped Donny to his feet, and supported him as he limped painfully to his lab. He sat impatiently as his younger brother wrapped his shoulder in an ace bandage and put his arm in a sling. "Now you can go to bed," Don told him. "And send Mikey in; I want to check his head."
Raph nudged his drowsy brother as he walked by, mumbling, "You're next," then walked upstairs to his room. He collapsed, exhausted, into his hammock and fell asleep immediately.
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Mikey was in a daze as Leo helped him into Don's lab. His head hurt and all he wanted to do was sleep. Leo must have been right about the concussion; he felt just like he had after the failed skateboard trick. He was only half aware of Donny shining a light in his eyes and examining the bruise on his forehead.
Finally Don spoke into his ear, "Mikey, it's not bad. You can sleep now; you can sleep down here tonight, okay?" Mikey had no objections; he was asleep almost before Don finished.
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