(A/N: I'd like to thank Lilninjawolf for betaing for me again! I'd also like to thank everyone who reviewed. Much appreciated! =D)

Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles or make any money from writing about them. Though if I did... I might get enough money to fund newer episodes that are actually good... Really good... 2003 good. =D *plots*

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The next time Raphael came round, it was to a less calm scene then when he had fallen asleep. No longer was there a faint mumbling of Moshin and Karai discussing things, or even someone trying to gently coax him into waking up. No, they would have been much nicer than what he actually woke up to.

His lungs were burning, his head pounding, and the constant clash of metal around him wasn't helping. Someone was shouting in his ear, tugging at his arm, trying to get him out of bed. He groaned a little, trying to resist them. He was still tired. Couldn't they just leave him be for now? He was so not in the mood for something like this.

Raphael opened his eyes a little to find that his restrains were gone, which was nice. But what he saw next was not so nice. The thing that had been tugging on his arm was a giant turtle?! Holy shit! Raphael froze in complete shock of what he was seeing before him.

The turtle smiled at him, but it had a wide range of emotions in his blue eyes behind the orange bandana. Happiness, relief and urgency? The smile on the turtle's face looked like one many wouldn't be able to help but smile at. But Raphael, despite seeing such a smile like that, could not smile back. What was going on here?!

The turtle was talking to him, but it was too fast for Raphael to actually understand. It turned into a blur and just made his headache even worse. Couldn't this guy just shut up and leave him be? The turtle didn't seem too happy now. Raphael had been resisting him, just wanting to curl back up and go to sleep. But the turtle didn't seem to agree with this idea, only pulling harder because of it. "Don't..." Raphael rasped tiredly.

Raphael's whole body was sore, aching from a cause he still couldn't remember, his breathing laboured even with the mask on. He was in no state to go anywhere. Why should he when Karai was looking after him, helping him to get better? But yet the turtle still wanted him to get up. Not gonna happen. Where was Karai anyway?

Raphael looked around and found her locked in battle with another turtle. This one was different from the first, but not in so many ways. His skin tone was different and he had a blue bandana instead of an orange one. Raph had no idea why... but he felt that this turtle would probably not be so loud in trying to wake him as the orange one had been.

What was happening here?

Suddenly the orange wearing turtle stole his oxygen mask. Raphael looked at him, giving him a pleading look to just leave and give the mask back. But the look the turtle gave him was so sad. It pulled at Raphael's heart. He didn't know why exactly. He didn't even know him. The turtle just shook its head and tried to explain something to him. But again it was far too fast for Raphael to even understand.

In vain, Raphael struggled with turtle, trying to get his mask back. His breathing quickly becoming shorter, even more laboured and pained. The turtle was faster though, easily keeping it out of Raphael's grasp. Suddenly, while he was distracted in his efforts to get the mask, the turtle took the moment to wrap his arm around him and start pulling him out of bed.

This time Raphael couldn't resist. He just didn't have the energy. Once off the bed, Raphael tried to struggle, to get away. But the orange turtle held him fast. One arm around Raphael's waist and the other forcing his around the turtle's neck. Quickly it became obvious he wasn't getting free without help. He wasn't even standing up; the turtle was holding him up. His legs just refused to take his weight. So how could he be expected to get free if he couldn't even stand? "Ka-Ka..." He tried to call out, but in the end he just fell victim to a coughing fit.

Raphael was vaguely aware of some shouting going on around him, then a small hissing sound filled the room. When Raph opened his eyes, not actually sure when he had closed them, all he saw was smoke. His coughing only grew worse at this. He couldn't breathe! Please... just let him have his oxygen mask back.

Someone suddenly heaved him onto their shoulders. It wasn't comfortable at all. It restricted his chest even more than it had been before. His breathing was now nothing more than small gasps in between his coughs. He just couldn't take a deep breath to save his life right now.

Whoever had him was moving now, but Raphael found himself not really caring as his vision started to grow blurry and blacken. He was quickly losing consciousness and didn't have the strength needed to resist this. He could vaguely hear Karai's voice and she did not sound happy.

His last few thoughts of consciousness led him to the conclusion that these turtles were kidnapping him, taking him away from his friend. But why? What did they want with him? Would he ever see Karai again?