An RPG fic. This chapter may get confusing as: Bold is written by me and is Raphael and normal is written by ChiakiAngel and is Michelangelo. Italics and underlined is Leather Head written by Me. Italics is Donatello written by ChiakiAngel and Underlined is Leonardo written by me

L o o k i n g. F o r. A n g e l s

I bring back the cups, holding one out to Donnie. I try to stop the slight tremblings of my hand but I can't.

I take the cup from Leo's hand, giving him a small smile. "Thanks."

"You should sit down, it'll help to calm you." I knew it by the shaking of his hands.

I swallow hard, nodding. I slump back in the seat.

We'd both been through a lot today... but our brother's had been through more. Whether they liked it or not, I was going to keep an eye on them once they were both recovered.

"You're not going to rest?"

"I'm not tired." It's a lie, and we both know it, but I'm too worried.

I nod, "I'm not leaving either."

"Figured." I give Leo a small smile.

I smile back, but I'm tired. I lean back and stare at Mikey.

I turn my head over towards Raph, taking in his slow breathing. He'd wake up in a few days, but that didn't get rid of my worry for him.

I follow Don's gaze, "You sure he's gonna be alright?" I whisper, "I mean, he seemed... sick earlier."

"I'm sure it's from the cold. Since we're a mix of both cold and warm blooded, the effects that the cold has on us is different." I frowned, my gaze remaining on Raph.

"Yes I know but... Raph said something about it...'not being his blood'..."

"Didn't he just mean that he wasn't sick because of his blood? The cold could still slow down his body." I frown. Was I overlooking something?

I shrug, "It didnt sound like it." I lean back, frowning, "Whatever you think Donnie. I trust you."

There was that word again. 'Trust'. It was usually a good thing... except when my brother's life was in my hands. I wasn't sure.

"Don?"

"I don't know Leo. I'm not a doctor." My voice is full of uncertainty.

"Is there any way you could check?"

"He said it wasn't his blood... I could always check anyways, run a diagnostic on his blood, and on some cells." There was nothing else I could do.

I nod, "Sounds like a good idea."

I frown and push myself to my feet, ignoring the slight wobble. Rest could wait. My brother was more important.

I nod, grabbing the first aid kit.

I make my way over and ready the needle. My brother's still in his forced sleep, so at least it'll be easier on him. I tie off his arm with the small rubber band, and lightly prod at the veins. Once I'm sure I can feel one, I insert the needle, drawing blood.

I watch Don closely. Silently thankful for my brother.

Once the blood has been drawn, I withdraw the needle and untie the rubber band. "You can let go now..."

I needed to study the blood.

I drop Raphael's arm, turning to look at Donatello, "Anything else?"

I shake my head, "Not really... just keep an eye on them. Tell me if they wake up."

I hurry towards the area I use as my lab. I hope that there's nothing wrong.

I nod, slumping down into the seat.

I create a small petri dish with the blood, and start to take a closer look. I just continue to hope that it's nothing serious.

"Anything Don...?" I mumble tiredly.

I shake my head. "Nothing yet Leo. How're they holding up?"

"Okay..." I look around, "They're okay."

I continue to study the blood, frowning slightly as I see something unusual. This wasn't good. As far as I could tell, those were foreign to the blood.

"Don. Anything?"

"Yeah... but I'm not quite sure how to explain it." I sighed.

"What?"

"There's... an anomaly. But I'm not sure..." I growled slightly. How did I explain it?

"Don...?" I'm getting worried now.

"There's something in his blood, that shouldn't be there Leo. I don't know what it is though." I sigh heavily.

I frown and stand up.

"I'll have to study it further to find out." I turn back to the sample.

I nod, slumping back. More problems. More complications.

I take a further look at the cells, my eyes narrowing as I see that they're tiny little spots of debris. It was the building. The building collapsing released tiny particles of dust and clung to his lungs, before breaking down and distributing through his body. They were poisonous to a person's body. The only way to get rid of them, was to make sure that the patient could accept new blood as we slowly got rid of their own infected blood.

But... Raph's only available donor was sick in bed right now. My eyes widened. We'd just given Mikey infected blood...

"Donnie! What is it?"

"It was the blood..." I stand up, my eyes wide as I rush over to Raph, feeling his forehead. He's hot... he shouldn't be hot."

My eyes trail over to Mikey, seeing the drips of perspiration. What had I done?

"Blood.." I stand, "What?"

"Raph's blood was infected... we gave infected blood to Mikey. They're both in danger Leo..." My voice was small. I couldn't fix this...

I look at Donatello, wide eyed. I don't know what to say.

"What are we supposed to do?" Leo's the leader, he should help me now. But, I know there's nothing he'll be able to do either. All we could hope for, was that they'd live.

I shake my head, "Call LH..." I mutter.

I shudder slightly before pulling out my shell cell. I only hoped that Leather Head could help us

I look back at my brothers as Donatello calls. I shudder.

Leather Head comes on to the line and picks up. I quickly explain the situation before I hang up. "He's on his way."

I nod, "What do you need me to do?"

"Just make sure they're okay. I have to go and meet him, fill in him oneverythingthat I know." I frowned.

I nod, "Okay Don. Good luck."

I gave Leo a nod before turning and hurrying out of the lair. The more that Leather Head knew, the more that he'd be able to help.

I slide my head into my hands.

I groaned quietly as I opened my eyes. Everything hurt... a lot. How was Raph? Was he okay?

"Mike!" I lean over, "You awake bro?"

I turned my eyes over towards the shadow above me, recognizing it as Leo. "H-hows R-raph...?"

I was worried about him.

I bite my lip, "He's fine..." I smile, "You'll be fine too."

"T-that's good..." My eyes slipped closed once more. I was so tired...

I moved swiftly through the sewers, intent on meeting up with Leather Head.

"Just sleep Mike..." I whispered.

"Hmm..." I let myself drift off.

I swallow hard, "It will be fine..."

I walked back into the lair, Leather Head by my side. I was hopeful. It seemed like he'd be able to help us.

I see Don walk it, along with Leather Head and I breath a sigh of relief.

"That's all I've been able to do so far... I don't know what else Icando." I sigh.

I look down at the blood sample, "This is...unnerving.." I mutter.

"I know... but I don't know what to do. We've already had to transfer the blood to Mikey... so they're both suffering from it. Raph more so, but still..."

I was completely lost as of what to do.

"May I take a sample of Michelangelo's blood?"

I blink, slightly shocked. "Of Mikey's...?"

I glanced over at my brother. I didn't know what good it would do, but I'd trust him. "Alright"

"Yes. Something about this seems off..."

I stepped aside, letting Leather Head head over to my baby brother. "You think so too?"

I nod, "You have the supplies? To take the blood I mean."

"Of course." I nod once more, grabbing the necessary supplies.

"Good..." I take a hold of Michelangelo's arm, "If you can..."

I prepped Mikey's arm, tying the band and finding the vein, before I inserted the needle. I pushed the tube on, watching it fill with blood, before I removed it, and then the needle from Mikey's arm.

"Thank you." I take the sample from Donatello, "I will just have to look at this for a moment, maybe run some tests."

"Don, LH, how it it?"

"Alright." I nod and step back, glancing over at my older brother. "He's just going to look at it."

I just wish there was more that I could do.

I swallow hard, "Okay.."

This is...strange...

I was hoping that Leather Head would be able to help us... because I didn't know to who else we could turn.

"Donatello..."

I look up at the sound of my name. "Yes?"

I didn't know if I liked the tone of his voice.

"I see what you were talking about earlier. It may be effecting the blood.. but there's something else, only present in Raphael.."

I swallow, dread going through me. "What is it?"

I do not know how to tell him this, "I believe... " I speak low so that Leonardo will not hear, "Raphael may have cancer."

I freeze at that, my eyes widening. "W-we can cure him... r-right?"

I couldn't live with myself if we lost a brother.

I frown, "I do not... know. I have to run more tests."

"Please Leather Head..." I couldn't force myself to speak anymore.

I nod, 'Just sit down Donatello. I will take care of this.."

I take a seat, covering my face with my hands, and I take a shaky breath. I hoped to god that it was curable

"Donatello..." I put a hand on his shoulder, "Don?"

I shake my head, trying to hold back the panic. What did I tell Leo? What did I tellRaph?

"Donatello?"

"I can't..." I can't tell him... I just couldn't.

"I need to know what's wrong...Don?"

"It's Raph..." My voice cracks, and my eyes are wide in disbelief.

"Raph...what?"

"Raph... he has, cancer."

Alright. Our RPG is going through a very slow period, so I am going to post the rest as a sequel.

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