Klunk's Missing

Chapter 6: Separate Ways

By ilovemyboys

Authors Note: I'm not saying anything that might give anything away. So there. ^_^

MIKEY'S POV:

Sewer water comes crashing down from one leak, then two more spit out greenish blue sewer water.

"AHH! EW! EW! EW! EW!" I shout, jumping around the splashes of water.

"Gotta find Raph!"

Looking around frantically I notice Raph got out across our "new river" in the tunnels.

"Hey Raph!" I call. He can't hear me. Oh shell…wait! I think he's getting up…Yes! He's noticed me and is waving. Good.

Suddenly another creak sounds and another sewer pipe breaks open as water comes poring down our otherwise safe haven.

I get out of the way a little too late as I feel myself plunged into the water!

"Ahhhh!" (gurgle, gurgle)

Oh great…This is not good…

…..

"Mikey! Bro, come on! Wake up!"

"GAH!" My eyes pop wide open as I sit up quickly, woken up by pressure on my chest.

"Ahhh…" I cringe, falling back down.

"Mikey, what is it?" Raph is looking over me worriedly.

"My body…" I groan in pain. "Pain…ahhh…"

"Where Mikey?"

"Ohhhh…" I groan.

"Mikey! Listen to me! Where do ya feel the pain!"

"Everywhere…but…my ribs are the worst…"

"Alright, hang on bro."

In seconds Raph is by my side, looking me over.

"Raph…you're okay," I smile, relieved.

"Yeah…fer now…I just hope Don and Leo are okay too…"

"Don't worry bro, we'll find um'."

"Yeah…Come on let's go. You can hold onto me. I sure as shell don't know what to do wit ya," he stands up.

"Um…where?" My eyes wander around the flooded sewer tunnels.

"Where do you think knucklehead?"

I look up at the ladder he's pointing at behind him, leading up towards the surface.

"Dude…it could be broad daylight still!"

"It ain't…I checked Don's watch about an hour ago. Should be about seven."

"Should be, not is."

"Stop being a wimp Mikey. I gotta call Don and Leo. Tell um' what's happened. And to make sure nothin' happened to you! I mean we all know ya got issues but we don't want to add any more to them."

"Hardy, har, har," I retort as he takes out his Shell Cell and dials Don.

After a ring I hear Donnie answer.

"Hello?"

"Yo! Donnie! We got a serious problem here. Those sewer pipes broke and flooded the whole area!"

"Wait, what!"

"Yeah…unfortunately we weren't so lucky."

Raph listens in to Don.

"Well ya see-whoa!" Raph abruptly looses his grip on the phone as it drops to the wet ground and shuts off.

"Urrr…" He grumbles, reaching down to pick it up again.

"Uh oh…Donnie's not gonna like this-"I trail off.

"Shut up."

RING!

We both flinch at the sudden ring as Raph answers gruffly, "Yeah?"

"Raph! Are you guys okay!"

Don's totally freaking out on the other end, haha.

"I'm fine. Just dropped the phone," Raph rolls his eyes.

"Oh okay good. So what happened?"

"Uh…we uh…kind of got hit by some of the flying rocks and water and crud… Yeah, we'll be okay though, just need some of your uh…medical help…"

"Tell me what happened," he turns all serious in "Doctor Mode."

"Not sure exactly. Mikey got plunged into the water and is complaining about being in pain, especially by his ribs. Might of landed on his side pretty bad…Yeah…" he trailed off a bit irritated. "I'm fine Don. Just some bruises from landing too hard on the ground…urrr…" he grumbles. "I'm fine."

"Alright, that's not the worst that could happen," Don breathes out, trying to relax himself on the other end, though his voice is still tensed up. "We're on our way. Where are you?"

"Uh…..bout that…not too sure…"

"Hold on, I think the reception might actually be good enough to track you down… for once…" Don mumbles over the line.

Our Trackers had been acting up lately, which of course got our Braniac brother to get aggravated by the fact he couldn't control something.

"Got it." He says. "We're on our way. Don't move."

"Like I can," Raph mumbles.

And with that he hung up.

LEO'S POV:

"Does that look like Klunk's fur to you?" I ask Don as he comes closer for a better look.

"I never paid that much attention before to its exact shade but it's definitely possible…"

RING!" We both jump at Don's Shell Cell going off as he answers, "Hello?"

He's listening in when suddenly his eyes widen in shock. "Wait, what!"

As he listens in intently I try to hear what Raph is saying.

"How did that happen?" Don asks in disbelief as he listens in. "Raph? RAPH! ANSWER ME!"

"Don what happened?" I ask seriously.

"The line went dead…" he speaks in a low voice.

"Well, call them again. Maybe he just dropped the phone," I offer reasonably.

His shocked face slowly nods as he calls them up again.

"Yeah?" Raph answers gruffly.

"Raph! Are you guys okay!" Don asks seriously.

"I'm fine. Just dropped the phone."

"Oh okay good. So what happened?"

"Uh…we uh…kind of got hit by some of the flying rocks and water and crud-"

"What happened? Are you guys injured?" Don asks without a moment's hesitation.

"Yeah, we'll be okay though, just need some of your uh…medical help…"

"Tell me what happened," Don immediately went into Doctor Mode.

"Not sure exactly. Mikey got plunged into the water and is complaining about being in pain, especially by his ribs. Might of landed on his side pretty bad…"

"You're not sure?"

"Yeah." He sounded a bit irritated by that.

"And you Raph? What happened to you?"

"I'm fine Don. Just some bruises from landing too hard on the ground…

"That's what you always say and then the next day I find out you got stabbed!"

"I'm fine…" Raph grumbled annoyed.

"Alright, that's not the worst that could happen," Don breathed out, trying to relax as he looked around at our surroundings. "We're on our way. Where are you?"

"Uh…..bout that…not too sure…"

"Hold on, I think the reception might actually be good enough to track you down… for once…" Don mumbled over the line as he fumbled with the Shell Cell. "Got it. We're on our way. Don't move."

"Like I can…"

Don shut off the Shell Cell.

"Alright, we gotta get going."

As I followed him he suddenly stopped and turned around to face me. "We can't tell Mikey about this fur. Not until we know the whole story. He'll go into hysterics otherwise."

"Right," I agree.

"If his injuries are bad enough he'll have to stay at the lair anyway and we can go looking again."

"And if he refuses?" I ask, knowing full well Mikey can be just as stubborn as any of us. If not more so.

"Well I am his doctor. He needs to follow Doctor's orders right?" He grins.

I give him a small smile. "Right."

As we make our way toward their location I can't help but wonder:

What's really happened here?