We are finally nearing the end of this fic...thank goodness. I want to say a big thanks to those who've stuck with it this long. So here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy :)


Leo desperately wished that goons would let them wake up in peace as a bucket full of cold water splashed over his body.

Eyes snapping open, he gasped as the freezing liquid hit him like a punch to the chest, zapping all warmth from his body. Two figures were standing over him, both wearing business suits. The one on the right was slightly taller and held a large five-gallon bucket in his hand. Leo had a feeling it had been filled to the top.

"You awake now?" The taller of the goons snapped.

Leo didn't respond, only sending glares their way. The smallest of the men, shifted and brought out of his pocket a small remote. Leo then realized that he felt a circular metal around his throat and paled, realizing what the remote was for.

"You know what this is turtle?" The tall man chuckled. "Then I trust we will receive no trouble?"

"You wish." Leo growled before a shock swarmed through his body. A stifled yelp escaped his throat and his body arched, straining against the shackles and chains, trying to escape the pain.

The pain went on a few minutes before the ninja released the button. Leo could only lay on the floor, panting, sweat pouring down his body as he fought to regain his breath.

The smallest man moved forward, hooking a chain to a small hook on the metal collar while the second one unhooked the chains from Leo's shackles. Pulling Leo forward, they drug him to his feet.

"Let go!" he snarled, jerking against his captors.

"Move it turtle." The tall goon snarled, pushing him forward.

Leo stumbled as the kept up their onslaught down a long, winding hallway. Torches flickered, casting shadows over the three figures, lighting the way to a set of double doors. Two burly guards stood on either side of the door, both wearing matching black uniforms.

The guard on the right gave Leo a smirk as he shoved open his door. With a hard push the two goons shoved Leo inside.

Leo went sprawling on the floor, letting out of a hiss of pain through clenched teeth.

One figure stood above him, also dressed in a black business suit. The dark shades failed to hide the bushy brown hair that curled over his scalp. Leo had a feeling there were also deep brown eyes hidden behind the black shades.

"Leonardo."

The voice sent shivers of fear down Leo's spine but he refused to show fear in front of the enemy.

"Shaun."


"Where is Leo?" Mikey drummed his fingers against the couch seat. He starred at the screen on the large TV, annoyed at the 'Scorpion King' theme song that had played through for the millionth time.

"Sensei?" Don looked over at the aged rat.

Splinter looked over at the vacant opening, the window propped up, waiting for Leo to return and seal it back down. The curtains gently blew with the wind.

"Where could he be?" April asked worriedly, her green eyes flickering.

"Go my sons. Find your brother." Splinter instructed with a sigh.

Don and Mikey both gave a small bow before bounding out the window and into the night. Jumping up onto the roof, Don held out his Bo, ready to bring down any hidden enemies. Mikey had his hands near his belt, ready to grab his own weapons at a moment's notice.

"Leo?" the youngest turtle called out softly.

Don looked around the empty rooftop. "I don't see him," he whispered. "Leo?" raising his voice, he hoped the eldest turtle would suddenly appear.

"I don't see him Don."

Don's light brown eyes scanned the roof. "Same here."

The moonlight suddenly glinted and Don felt himself go pale. The glass on the dart was broken, shattered on the cement. The small amount of clear knock out liquid formed a puddle on the floor beside the glass.

"Don?" Mikey's voice sounded younger, more vulnerable…scared. "Where's Leo?"

"I…I don't know."

Mikey let his blue eyes roam the area. "Do you think…do you think he was captured?"

"…it looks like it." Don said softly.

Wrapping his arms around himself, Mikey tried to ward off the night chill. Being cold-blooded sucked. "Who though?"

"It could be anyone." Don explained. "We have so many enemies Mikey…you know that."

"I know Don." Mikey could help the bitter tone in his voice. "But who do you think?"

Don bit back a snappy answer. "Shredder…Hun…Shaun…" And let's not forget the other thousands of people out there who would take on look at us and send us to the nearest lab or zoo. "Mike, we need more clues."

"Like that one?" Don followed after the retreating figure of his brother's shell as it disappeared over the edge of the roof. But instead of going all the way to the alley floor, he paused on the fire escape.

"Mikey!" hissed Don.

A second later the orange clad turtle was back beside his brother, clutching was looked to be a torn piece of blue cloth, stained red. Don paled.

He didn't need to be a genius to know it was Leo's mask with blood coating the fabric.

Taking it gently from Mikey's shaking grip, he let his own eyes carefully trace the ground where Mike had found the crucial piece of evidence. There was nothing else there, as a closer inspection reported. All they found were blood droplets everywhere and tracks from a screeching truck.


"My sons?" Splinter asked worriedly as the two freezing turtles climbed back through the window. When they didn't say anything, Splinter knew no words were needed – especially when he saw the torn blue mask in Don's hands. Reaching out, he gently pried it from his purple clad son's grasp as April and Casey both shooed them onto the couch and piled blankets on. The evening chill was not good on them and shock could do worse damage to them.

Holding it up, Splinter inspected the cloth under a lamp's light. Like his sons, he knew immediately the red liquid was indeed blood, but whether if was from his eldest son or his captors was unknown. Holding it up to eye level, his sensitive nose caught whiff of something strong and very familiar on the cloth.

"Sensei?" Don asked timidly.

"My sons, I have new information as to the whereabouts of Leonardo." Ears pinned and eyes blazing, he hissed out the answer. "Mr. Shaun."

Don's own light brown eyes blazed in fury at the mention of the brown-headed man's name while Mikey's eyes blazed over in fear and worry. They'd almost lost Leo to Shaun…

"We have to get him out of there." Mikey whispered fearfully.

Don nodded in agreement. "I'll contact Raph so that…"

From out of nowhere there was a series of loud rapping on the glass window and muffled shouts from outside.

"Raph?" Casey moved to open the window.

"Well speak of the devil…" Mikey murmured as the red-banded turtle flung himself into the room. His whole body was covered in a sweat and he was shivering violently. Amber eyes wide and glassy, he swung his head around frantically.

Forgetting all about his own cold, Don flung the blankets off of himself and onto the shaking turtle before him. "Easy Raph…easy there bro. It's okay."

"Suri…" Raph shook his head, eyes closed. He fell to his hands and knees, his legs unable to support him anymore. "Suri, no…"

"Raph!" Don raised his voice. "Snap out of it bro!"

Raph opened his eyes, lifting his chin to meet Don's eyes. Don jerked his head back at the sight of tears pouring out of his brother's eyes. Mikey saw it too and together they helped get the trembling Raph onto the couch. April rushed into the kitchen to make some tea while Casey hovered around the couch, unsure of what to do. Splinter watched the whole thing with a nervous twitch of his whiskers.

"My son?"

Raph dropped his head back down with a moan. Immediately Don started to scan his brother's body for any signs of injuries. Seeing known, he returned his gaze to Raph's tear-streaked face.

"Raph?" Mikey whispered

"Suri…they took her…"

Don and Mikey exchanged glances. Now both Suri and Leo were gone…two people that were close to them…

"Who took her?"

"I don't know…I just don't know."

"It is alright my son." Splinter said in a soothing tone he often used on them when they were children.

Raph let his blurry, blood-shot eyes scan the room. He needed his brother. "Where's Leo?"

"He is gone my son." Splinter coughed quietly, trying to hide the distress in his tone.

"Gone?" Raph also fought the distress in his voice. "Gone where?" he could only pray that they didn't mean the gone where it involved the black hand of death.

"He…he got Leo again." Don growled.

"Who?"

"Shaun."

No…


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