a/n : the diary entry is written in bold and italics as it is the journal of Brenna thoughts, fears and what she has done. Here is chapter ten...enjoy everyone...tootles ;)

Chapter ten-Another secret told & Don discovers a diary

In the lair

The purple clad searched for any information that could prove useful to find Brenna. He leaned back in his chair, sighing softly and picked up the photo gazing it. Admiring the girl, wondering where she may be as it is not safe for an such young beauty as pretty as she. Distracted with gazing the photo and unaware that April awoke, standing behind him.

The purple clad terrapin almost leaped out from his chair when he felt the smooth warm hand upon his shoulder. "Aaggh." Don shrieked

"Don calm down...it is only me." April reassured the frightened from the terrapins shriek

Softly panted and breathed relief as he calmed down, requesting his friend to never sneak up behind him. "Don't do that again, April."

"Sorry...what is that?" April replied, apologising

"This was inside the duffel bag that Mikey and I found in an old dirty burrow within the sewers." Don answered, handing the photo to April.

"Wow...this must be her family...where is she?" April admired, curiously asked

"That is the problem...we don't know...she disappeared not long after we left Casey alone and we have been searching for her since last night." Don explained

April stood stunned, fearing what Casey may have done. "April."

"Hmm..." April humed softly

"You ok?" Don worried, giving her concerned glance

"I'm worried about this girl as I fear..." April stopped and glanced the photo once again fearfully.

"Fear? April...there is something you want to tell me? There is more that Casey done isn't there?" Don warily and concerningly inquired

"Casey hadn't just hit me...he...has..."April stammeredly replied, cutting herself as she was too ashamed to explain more of the abuse she endured from Casey when he becomes drunk.

Don stood up from his chair and pulled April into his arms and reassuringly embraced her as she softly sobbed. His blood boiled inside him and was absorbingly disgusted that human men can be such cruel counterparts toward their partners. Stroking his terrapin fingers through her hair and felt a slight bump. Pulling away and gazed down to her abdomen, reaching and placed his hand upon her abdomen. His eyes widen with immense shock and gazed up to April's face. "Are you...pregnant?" Don asked lowly

April teary nodded, closing her eyes with no response. Silence filled between them, cupping her cheek concerningly and softly sighed. "Does Casey know?" Don wondered, hoping he will never know as he doesn't deserve to know about the baby.

April silently shook her head. "Do you want him to know?"

"No." April softly replied

"We are always here for April and we will help you with the baby." Don assured and friendly offered

April smiled and softly thanked her purple clad terrapin friend. "Thanks Donnie."

Don returned the smile and kindly suggested to go rest in her sensitive state. April didn't argue with the terrapin's suggestive thought, returning to the lair's infirmary and rested. Don continued to search for any new reports since earlier evening before. Then a break through of a report about young girl recently sexually assaulted that was found by two Samaritans within central park around 2am.

Taking out his shell cell from his belt, opened it as he was just to contact his brothers in the van up topside. Suddenly wondered if he covered the ground in the sewer as he brothers searched topside which over more ground perimeter. Closing his cell, placing it back in his belt then grabbed his duffel bag and Bo staff. Quickly checking on his pregnant friend in the infirmary that was sound asleep, the purple clad terrapin left a note stating that Master Splinter is also in the lair and do not worry as he and his brothers will return soon.

Placing the note on the table beside her, before leaving the infirmary...he ran his fingers through her hair without waking the sleeping woman.

Leaving the infirmary and walked to the front door when he was stopped by the old rat.

"Where are you going my son? Where is Miss O'Neil?"

"I'm going to search in the sewers again and April is in the infirmary sleeping." Don answered softly

"Be careful my son." The old rat requested

"Yes Sensei." The purple clad terrapin replied, bowing then left.

The old rat watched his terrapin son leave the lair, quickly checked on April in the infirmary then returned to his private chamber and did light meditation.

Up Topside

Leo his brothers searched up topside in hope to find the young misguided girl. Raph sat in the passenger seat and fiddle with the bandages as they began to itch. "Damn bandages." Raph whined

Leo looked to his left, gazing upon his red clad terrapin brother with worry. "Maybe you should had stayed back at the lair." Leo reassuringly suggested

"And miss all the fun...No way bro...Besides I couldn't stay in that damn infirmary one second longer." Raph replied

The blue clad terrapin gazed his brother and gave a small grin. Continued driving through the city, searching high and low but nothing...They were unaware that Brenna was searching for them also but only after one particular terrapin; the one that she had infected.

Back in the hospital car-parking lot

Silently running through the unsuspected crowded carpark and avoided all means of detection. Hiding behind a 4x4 Honda land cruiser vehicle; as she watched the citizens leave the carpark, waiting to go in the opposite direction. Running through the parking lot fast as possible and arrived to the nearest alleyway then climbed her way up the wall to the rooftops. Feeling extremely tired but urged herself to continue; leaping across the rooftops through the city until reaching the abandon industrial area where her den laid hidden the sewer piping system.

Meanwhile in the sewers, the purple clad terrapin returned back to the den that he and Mikey discovered earlier. Donatello thought if he found more either belongings or maybe some information about the damsel in question then go up topside and re-group with his brothers, continue the search in hope to help the misguided teen before she gets into trouble that may get out of.

Speeding through the tunnels on the sewer glider; returning back the den in the far end of the sewer piping near the abandoned industrial area. Climbing off the glider and walked down the excess tunnel where the glider can't hover through...finally arrived to the den and stood outside of it before stepping inside and searched for whatever else that may be left behind. Turning the flashlight and enlightened the shadows in the den, looking around the small confined space and only found torn and bloody clothing.

His senses were over powered by the stench of the rotten blood on the torn clothing then came across a diary, hidden underneath a pile of a mattress newspaper. Taking out the dirty covered diary and opened it then read the first page of the first entry.

28th July, 1993

Dear diary,

Another crim tried to harm an old lady waiting for a bus last night. I sat watching from the rooftop up above and waited until he walked in the shadows of the nearby alleyway, despite that he dragged that poor old woman in the alleyway. Wanting to rob and sinister murder her...I silently climbed down the wall and hid in the shadows then slowly walked up behind the evil trash scumbag. Clenching my fists as I try to not allow my anger get the better of me. As the old woman cry out for help and people just continue on with their fleeting cowardly lives and just ignored what was happening in the alleyway they walked on by past. It made me incredibly ill to the core of my soul that no one even bothered to do anything to stop it. I walk up behind the crim without a sound after he knocked the old woman unconscious, feeling my eyes growing boiling as they changed from dark earthy brown to blood shot red as I stare at the man. He turned around to find me standing behind him. He glares me with enticing erotic glance unaware that I am going to kill him. He says to me before I make my move and instantly killing him. "Well...well what do you have for me?" removing my sunglasses from my face and began to tremble when he sees my eyes and I replied as I grasped his throat, digging my nails into his jugular...choking him. "I'm hungry."

I tear his jugular out from his throat, bleeding him like a stock pig then taking his knife and tore open his chest, taking his heart out. I left his body in the alleyway and picked up the unconscious woman then carried her as far the nearest hospital where she was found by the nurses as I hid among the nearby shadows of the bushes and watched the old woman taken inside for medical attention. When taken inside, I turned the other way and returned back to my den until I can recover my memory of how I got here...find out who I am really as I can not remember anything more than my own name that I have discovered on a dirty duffel bag and seeing myself in a photo with people around me that I either don't remember or may not know who they are or were to me. The question is where do I start? To find out who I was before I lost my memory and what had happened to me that gave me amnesia...this is getting frustrating for me as I have glimpses of what I think may have happen to me and I can't believe that I am turning 16 in a couple of weeks according to the tag on the bag carrying my name and birthday but no address only stating the name of an moving circus caravan.

I don't know how it will take to discover who I was and who I will become but I also have terrible nightmares of changing into this blood thirsty and flesh hungry beast. What does this mean? I am killer? Just like those prey on the weak for sport? Or am I something that can't control whatever is trying to break out of me? Well time to sleep now...goodnight...this Brenna Madrona signing out.

The purple clad terrapin closed the diary as he was in complete shock to what he had read inside. Not reading any further as he feared what he may discover if he continued, now he had more of an idea what he and his brothers are dealing with. Leaving the burrow and returned to the lair with the diary and the rotten bloody cloth. Don wondered if he made a quick DNA sample from the dry rotten blood and prove his theory of this may be nothing but a total hoax and assumed this young teen could be suffering from Lycanthropy. The purple clad terrapin and his brothers have seen and 'encountered all kinds' of monsters that were created by their arch enemy...the shredder. But since he is now deceased and Karai has taken his place in his legacy. This one is something that he doesn't believe that doesn't have a scientific explanation. Being the scientific terrapin, he doesn't believe in folklore, fairytales and mythological stories about werewolves, unicorns or fairy-like elves. Pitying the young girl and wished to do whatever he possibly can to help her, regain her memory and mental illness.

Unaware that he was watched by the burrow occupant, standing in the shadows. Wanting to follow after the mysterious creature but felt weak and tired. Not realising that something personal was taken as she walked to the burrow and laid down. Curling into a tight ball, pulling her legs against her chest and abdomen with her arms tightly embracing her legs as she did her best to keep warm then fell into a deep slumberous sleep.

To be continued in chapter eleven...

Hmm...this is getting good, right? Anyone? Any way I thought I'd finished with this ficcy within the next few chapters but I have realised that it may take longer to finish. I want to thank my readers that have joined me along for the ride in writing this story.

Thanks guys you have been a awesome crowd and I do hope you will continue to enjoy the ride and read the story. We almost there...i think better go or I'll keep on going talking here and not starting the next chapter...see ya guys.

Read and review until next time...tootles... enjoy reading.