The leader of the Hamato clan frowned at the empty vodka bottle in front of him. The past week had been a nightmare for him. He knew Raph and April were having sex every night. He could smell it on them in the mornings when they came in for training in the morning. He heard them at night, April's soft, whispery moans of pleasure mixed with his brother's low possessive growls. It was driving the leader mad that April didn't even seem to consider him. Leonardo checked the bottle again to make sure it was empty. He had never consumed that much in a short period of time, but if Raph could do it, so could he.
Leo growled as he heard laughter from the other room. April and Raphael were in there with Mikey and Donnie, watching some TV show she had fallen behind in her captivity. He shut his eyes as images of those two curled next to each other, April practically in his younger brother's lap. She would look up and give him that brilliant smile of hers, one the red turtle sure as hell didn't deserve. He could see her leaning up and curling her soft mouth around Raphael's and he pulled her closer. The blue turtle growled as something inside him broke.
"Raphael." Leonardo snapped, storming into the living area of the lair. "Dojo. Now." And with that, he turned on his heel and stormed to the Dojo, leaving all the others stunned.
"What was that about?" Mikey asked, looking at Raph with a confused look.
"I donno." Raph said with a shrug of his massive shoulders. He stood up and turned to help April up. "C'mon Babe, let's go see what Fearless wants." The woman smiled and stood up on her toes to kiss him on the cheek.
"You go on ahead, I got to get something from my room." She told him. Raph gave her a kiss of his own, and ruffled her hair.
"Alright Mendokuse." He told her. "You'll be there in time for me to kick Leo's butt, though, right?" He gave her that same, wide, easy grin that made her heart leap and April smiled back at him.
"Of course, Big Guy, wouldn't miss it for the world." April replied, turning to go to her room. Once she knew that the other three where gone, her smile turned to something more sinister. April moved down to her room, and pulled the box her foot uniform was in from under her bed. Grabbing a boot, she pulled at the low heel, reveling a small computer chip nestled inside. While Donatello's little detection device had looked for any active tracking signals, the little chip didn't send any out until she activated it.
Pressing a small button on the chip, she smiled as a red light began to flicker on and off. Placing the heel back on the boot, she tossed it back in the box and shoved the box back under her bed. She stood up and stretched, shaking her head. A small headache had started to form at her temples, but she attributed that to the fact that she had yet to have her afternoon coffee. Looking around, she sighed in relief knowing that it would all be over soon. It would take about an hour for the team that would be sent to retrieve her to arrive. Now all she had to do was wait, and she'd be back to being Erin, back to training with Master Shredder, back to her old life and away from this place and them. Walking out of the room, she grabbed a cleaning kit for her weapon and headed to the Dojo.
She paused at the door to Raphael's room, and she felt a tiny twinge in her heart. She was going to miss the big turtle, she had to admit. He had been an amazing lover and had treated her as a friend and equal in a way no one else had. Shaking the thoughts from her head, she continued on her way, confused at the guilty feeling in her chest.
Meanwhile, the brothers where in the training room, Mikey and Donnie standing off side of the sparring mat, watching the two elder brothers.
"Do ya' really wanna' do this Leo?" Raph asked as he entered the ring. April walked in as he was talking, and joined the younger turtles on the sidelines to watch the fight. Raph saw her flash him a smiled out of the corner of his eye and he had to suppress the desire to return it, focus on the older brother in front of him. Leo, standing on the other side of the ring remained silent, with weapons already drawn, and keeping a thousand meter stare on Raph. "You just gonna' look at me or what? I thought ya' wanted to fight, so here I-"
As Raph was mid-sentence, Leo rushed the red turtle. He started off with a couple of downward slashes, which Raph easily dodged and answered with a pair of sidekicks to the torso and shell, and followed it up with a Superman punch that sent Leo tumbling to a corner.
"Funny, I thought we were supposed ta' have our weapons drawn before we started... but since we're just standin' here, I'll do so." Raph quipped to the blue turtle as he was standing up. The red turtle calmly pulled out his sais and got into his ready stance. "Whenever yer' ready, buttercup!"
Leo rushed again, this time with a left backhand slice, followed with a lunging stab with his right katana. The stab was immediately parried by Raph, and Leo decided to use the momentum to deliver a crescent kick with his left, causing the uncharacteristically calm red turtle to side block it, and answer with a thrust kick that would make King Leonidas jealous. Leo tumbled to the other side of the ring again. This time Leo kipped up, turned towards Raph, and let loose a very primal roar.
"Rawr" The red turtle mocked, raising both hands up as child would to imitate a beast but then he noticed a peculiar smell, as did the rest of the turtles: alcohol.
"Is that the vodka?" Donatello asked, also confused by the smell, as well as his leader's actions.
"Hey bro, something ain't right about this." Mikey said to Don, but Mikey did not grasp the severity of the situation until he caught a good look at Leo's eyes: murderous intent. The look alone sent shivers down his shell. "No, no, no, no, no! Donny, we gotta' stop this- Leo's gone off his fucking rocker!"
"Stand down, Mikey. Raph's got this." Upon hearing the purple turtle's confident response, Mikey sat down and crossed his arms. "He damn well better. . ." said the orange turtle, with a distinct sound of concern in his voice.
"Leo, you been drinking' bro?" The red turtle asked, his gold eyes wide in surprise. The only time Leo drank was when he was paying his respects to the departed Master Splinter, and even then it would only be a small cup of Sake.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I WANT APRIL! SHE BELONGS TO ME! I AM THE ALPHA HERE!" Snarled Leo as he again rushed his brother again with multiple lunging stabs, with all of them missing their mark and the last one being parried and Raph bringing his left elbow to his older brother's jaw in retaliation. April could only watch the altercation in a combination of awe and something else. She felt her face flush as heat spread through her and she bit her lip. Something about the fight was primaly arousing to watch, seeing Raph fight for her affections. Her head began to throb painfully and she rubbed her temples, trying to ease the tension. She forced herself to focus back on the fight, as Raph grabbed Leo by the top of torso carapace and brought his right knee to the blue turtle's stomach, causing the elder brother to drop his swords, get on all fours, and vomit.
"That's going to be a nightmare to clean up." Muttered Donatello as he went to help his inebriated older brother up, with Michelangelo assisting him. The two hoisted Leonardo up, as the older brother snarled at them and attempted to shake them off. Raphael put his sais up and looked at the purple brother.
"You take care of the drunk, I'll clean this up." He told Donnie, keeping his distance from Leo for the moment. Donatello nodded in agreement.
"Come on Leo," Mikey said as the older brother tried to fight them. "We need to get you cleaned up and into bed. You'll have a helluva' hangover later." With that, they dragged him from the room, leaving April and Raph alone, the red turtle frowning at the retreating figures of his brothers.
"What was that about?" April asked, looking confused. Raphael sighed and rubbed his head.
"The thing between you and me has always been kinda touchy for Leo." He admitted. "With you being the only female we've ever come in contact with, things can get a little- tense between us." April took this in for a minute, going over his words.
"So it's an Alpha/Beta thing?" She asked as Raph went into a closet that was at one end of the dojo and pulled out some cleaning supplies. "Why doesn't it effect Donatello or Michelangelo?"
"Kinda." Raph replied, as he filled a mop bucket up with water. "The reason it doesn't affect the other guys is that they're both Gammas, and are happy with that role. Leo and I are Alphas, although when Master Splinter was here, he leaned more towards Beta. That's why he never acted on his feelings for you. He knew that Master Splinter would be upset that he was acting out." Raph pulled the bucket over to the mess on the mat and began to mop it up. He frowned when he saw her flinch, and rub her temples. "You okay?" He asked her, concerned.
"Just a mild headache." She said. "I think I'll go lay down for a bit." Raph smiled at her, nodding.
"Okay." He told her, continuing his work. "Just yell if you need anything, alright?" April smiled back at him, nodding.
"Thank you." She said, as she walked out the door. That feeling of guilt came back to her as she made her way down the hall, back to her room. She passed Donnie and Mikey, who were putting Leo into bed. Her heart twisted oddly at the sight, seeing the capable leader so incapacitated. She walked into her room, and flopped down on the bed. Checking the time on the clock next to her bed, she knew it wouldn't be much more time before the foot came to liberate her from her mission. A nauseous feeling came to her stomach thinking about the betrayed look on the faces of the turtles, and her head pounded harder.
Suddenly she sat up, forcing the thoughts from her head. Moving off the bed, she pulled the box from under her bed, and grabbed her uniform. Putting it on, she reminded herself that they were the enemy. They killed her father, placed the blame on Sachs, and tried to kill her Master. She shouldn't be having second thoughts on it. But even as she forced the thoughts from her head, she kept on seeing them, sitting around her in a room she didn't recognize, with an aged rat sitting in a chair nearby. The picture was so strangely familiar, but so very different from her other memories.
She had just finished pulling on her gloves when an explosion rocked the lair. She heard shouting from the guys and the clash on metal. Erin stood up to join the fight, but dizziness over took her and she had to sit down again.
"April!" A cry came from down the hall and she forced herself up and out of the room. April's heart raced as she moved down the hall, confusion wracking her mind. A Foot Soldier came up to Erin, bowing low to her.
"It's good to have you back Erin-Taicho" The masked soldier said, leading her to the living area of the lair.
April felt sick as she saw the four brothers all tied up, hate and betrayal in their eyes as they looked at her. Raph's head was down, not looking at anything, but his massive body was shaking in shock and heartbreak.
Erin smiled darkly at them and turned to the person who had moved up behind her.
"And you made it sound like it was so hard to do this." Erin purred as the rival Kunoichi glared at her. "Now let's get these things back to Master Shredder." Karai lead the way as the Foot Soldiers pushed the turtles out the door, dragging Leo out first, and Donatello in the rear.
As the soldiers leading the intellectual turtle passed, there was a shout from those who were taking Michelangelo as he tried to fight them off. The soldiers left Donnie to go help up front, and he heard a soft voice from beside him
"Donnie?" He turned to see April looking at him, confusion in her eyes. "Where are we?" He felt his heart sink as she gave a small gasp of pain, and clutched her head. When she looked back, it was Erin's cold blue eyes that met his.
"What are you looking at?" She snarled, and pushed him forward. "Let's go." He allowed her to push him forward, into the sewer, fighting the sick feeling in his heart, knowing that her downward spiral into madness would only get worse from there.