A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I was scared no one would like it! But anyways, I'm gonna try to update every other day, but school is starting again soon and I'm transferring at work, so we'll see how that goes! Enjoy!

I do not own TMNT

Leo dropped the phone and it smacked against the cement floor, but he didn't care. Mikey and Don were right behind him as he grabbed the keys and ran to the door to the garage. Within seconds they were grinding through the abandoned streets of New York City.

April's apartment and shop soon came into view, and Leo swerved into the lot behind the building. Mikey slammed open the door and hopped out.

"Mikey, wait!" Leo yelled, but Mikey was halfway up the fire escape by the time Leo got out of the driver's seat. Don jumped up after him as Leo looked around. All seemed to be normal and quiet, but that made Leo all the more wary. He quietly leapt up to the second floor and swept into the window just like his brother's had. A single light cast a yellow glow on half of the kitchen, the rest of the apartment cloaked in shadow.

"Raph?" Mikey whispered, his nunchucks tucked under his arms. Don had his bo staff out and Leo quickly drew his katana. The three went in separate directions. Don reached the light switch and turned it on.

With the added light, Leo could see a distinct trail of gleaming crimson beginning at the fridge lead into the living room. Mikey paled and Don gulped. Leo leaned against the wall and motioned to his brothers. He spun around the wall and turned on the light in the living room, his katana raised to defend. He sucked in a breath at the sight before him. His two closest human friends were lying face up on the floor in a pool of their combined blood. Mikey and Don came around the corner, but Don quickly went back into the kitchen and Leo heard him throwing up. Mikey paled and clamped both of his hands around his mouth. Leo took a step forward. His jaw clenched and his stomach flipped as he laid a hand on April. He jumped back. Her skin was ice cold. He knew Casey's would be the same. Mikey knelt behind the couch and just stared at the bodies while Leo double checked the room for intruders. Don came out of the kitchen and knelt next to Mike. Leo felt the unfamiliar surging heat of anger begin to boil his blood but abruptly stop when he noticed the trail of blood didn't lead to April and Casey.

"Raph." He whispered as he darted to the closed door the trail led to. Cold, intense fear gripped his stomach as he sheathed one katana, but held the other tightly. He shook the door handle open and rushed into the dark room. He quickly found the switch and flipped it up.

"Raph!" He yelled as he ran forward. His brother was laying face down on the bed. A large crimson stain covered the bed underneath his torso. Leo flipped him over and refrained from screaming. Adrenaline pumped through his veins and his trained mind took over, preventing the scared, helpless turtle from coming out. "Donnie! I need you NOW!" A large gash ran from Raph's left shoulder to his right thigh. A steady stream of blood was running down his leg. Leo stepped back as his purple masked brother rushed forward and began yelling instructions to his two brothers. His skilled hands worked fiercely as Mikey tore down the curtains and began helping Don tie them across Raph's body, but Leo barely noticed. He couldn't even move. All Leo saw was the faint grimace plastered to his red masked brother's face. A grimace meant he was only unconscious. Raph would look more peaceful if he was dead. Leo held onto that shred of hope as he shook off the threatening thoughts and helped lift his brother.

"We have to get him to the lair NOW!" Donnie shouted as Mikey and Leo carefully lifted him and headed to the staircase.

Agonizing minutes later, they were in the van. Mikey was driving as fast and delicately as possible, but Leo still felt that he needed to go faster. Donnie pulled out the emergency blood kit and Leo hurriedly tugged off his elbow pad. He didn't even notice the prick of the needle. He kept his eyes and thoughts on Raph as he watched the faint and unsteady rise and fall of his brother's chest.

Please, Raph, please.

"Leo!" Donnie said loudly.

Leo snapped out of his trance and acknowledged the open door. They must be in the garage. Leo delicately lifted his dark brother and they slowly made their way to Don's lab. Don ran ahead and by the time the other three were there, Don had the cot and various other equipment Raph needed pulled out.

"He needs more blood. Mikey." Don said hurriedly as he began pulling out proper bandages and his stitching kit. Mike knew the drill and sat down, tugging his pads off.

"Leo can you do it?" Don said hurriedly.

Leo didn't say anything, but let his hands work as he carefully shoved the needle into his sea-green brother's arm. The crimson drops seemed to fall slower than usual to but he just gazed at the dripping blood, his other senses magnifying. He heard Mikey's fast breathing, felt the familiar chill of the sewer at night, Don's never ending mumbling of incoherent words. The vile was full and Don came and finished with Mikey. Leo stumbled back and fell to the floor. He suddenly felt the eerie presence of the spiritual plane tugging at his mind. He closed his eyes and easily shifted into it.

"Raph?" He whispered.

"Leo!" His brother's gruff voice was scared and tired.

"Raph, come back! We need you! You can't go! Not now!" Leo's cries terrified even him. He needed his brother. Raph couldn't die, not now.

"Leo, I can't see. I dunno what's going on! Leo!"

Leo growled in frustration, searching for his brother. "Raph! I need you! You're my best friend! I can't live without you!" Leo's sobs echoed through the silence. He looked up, and a faint silhouette of his brother appeared before him. Leo ran towards it.

"Leo, I'm sorry. Tell Don he did his best. Tell Mikey dat I'll be waiting to get payback on all those pranks he played. And Leo,"

Leo ran harder as the silhouette gained faint color, but began to disintegrate, beginning at Raph's feet. The crimson mask stood out in the white background. "No, Raph. Please!" Leo screamed. Just a few feet…

"Leo, I…I love you." The last shreds of his brother faded, leaving behind his mask. Leo caught it in his hands before it fell to the ground. He fell to his knees, the tears pouring down his face, and he screamed.

The spiritual plane faded, and Leo shot up. He rushed to his brother's side. The dark emerald skin was cold to his touch, and the familiar grimace was gone. Raph's face held a look of peace.

"Leo," Donnie whispered. He was holding onto Mikey as he sobbed into his shoulder.

"He's gone." Leo finished, the tears falling freely down his face. Leo lost all of his energy and his knees buckled. Clung to his brother's arm as he buried his face in Raph's cold palm, and cried.