About ten minutes after he passed out, his brothers arrived.

Don gasped as he found the unconscious Michelangelo, as he started checking Mikey over he paled more and more.

Leo noticed this as he tried to comfort Mikey by placing the young turtles head in his lap, Raph on the other hand was pacing around the whole alley way, he growled.

"I'm ganna make who ever did this pay..."

Leo barely even heard the hot headed comment, he was to focused on Mikeys condition, the poor turtle was a wreck he was pale and breathing heavily.

"Leo we have to get him home within minutes, i'm going to have to run ahead to get the lab ready for him, can you and Raph get him home?"

Leo looked up at the now standing Donatello. "Of course Donny don't worry about a thing just go!"

Donny nodded and quickly made his way to the lair.

"Alright Raph, you ready?"

"Yea fearless let's hurry, you heard Donny."

Five minutes of careful maneuvering and anxiety later Leo and Raph ran in with the still unresponsive Mikey in there arms.

Don peaked his head out the lab/infirmary door, he motioned for them to come quickly. The two eldest ran to the entrance of the makeshift room they had several bloody spots on them from where they had to take turns holding Mikeys legs.

It was hard to belive that it was only an ankle wound that the young turtle recived...as far as they knew so far.

The two carefully set Mikey on the soft hospital bed and turned to Don.

"Anything else before we go Donny?" Leo questioned.

"Nope, but I'm going to have to um...ask you to-"

"Gatcha Don. Shout if you need us! We'll uh...be in the bathroom getting cleaned up." Leo said looking down at the bloody mess on him. Good luck!"

Don nodded sympathetically and turned quickly as soon as they left, he thought up his plans as he did a quick recheck over Mikey. His full attention was now on the horrific gashes on and around Mikeys ankle.

'Who ever...or what ever attacked him seemed to have some pretty nasty claws...' Donny didn't know how right he was, the shadow creature had indeed clawed Mikeys ankle severly.

'These are bad marks and they certainly did damage but...even with the severity of the wound...it shouldn't have bled like it did!' Donny carefully took a tiny sample of Mikeys blood, intended on testing it later.

After he was done with that he clapped his hands together and began to work on getting Mikeys ankle wrapped. He was cut short of this task as he finished up cleaning the bloodied mess, eyes widening at the discovery he made.

He could clearly see the bone in Mike's ankle sticking out, the area around it was swelled up and slightly bruised, It gave Donny chills.

'Who or whatever did this to Mike must have just...twisted his ankle till...' Donny shook his head at the thought, it was horrible!

After he had casted Mikeys ankle and majority of his foot he made made his way over to the blood testing he had set up earlier.

Thanks to his recent updates in there medical equipment he had the results now.

As he read over the information he gasped and ran over to Mikey, he hooked him up to a cardiac monitor. He relaxed when he saw that Mikeys heart rate was a little below normal, it meant that his little brother was way out of harms way.

The information he had read said that whatever weapon or thing had clawed Mikey had poison that made it so that he would bleed more then he usually would when receiving such injuries as the mysterious enemy gave him.

Don set the papers down and double checked over all of Mikeys vitals, he then gave Mike an i.v. and attached a small bag of morphine to it strictly for the pain. Don turned and left the scene only to return about fifteen minutes later with Leo and Raph.

The three sat on small yet comfy chairs, Don had set them up right next to Mikeys bed. As soon as they sat down Don spoke up and told them of all the discoveries he had made as he finished a certain someone's coughing could be heard.

"Mikey!" Don jumped out of his chair and over to the gasping Mikey, five seconds later the young turtle was slowly being fed water.

After about a minute Don couldn't help it any longer. 'I have to know what happened! But first...'

"Mikey how do you feel?"

Mikey looked up at Don, "feel like shell..."

Dons concerned spike a bit when he heard that.

'Maybe it's the lighting? He is squinting his eyes...' Without asking Don quickly went to turn the lights down, but as soon as he did a shrill scream sounded.

The turtle responsible was none other then Michelangelo who was currently trying to fight against Leo and Raph to get out of bed. The young turtle was putting up quite a fight between him and the two eldset.

Upon seeing this Don flipped the lights all the way on again then rushed over to the panicked turtle, Don shoved Mikey down back onto the bed. Leo and Raph took that opportunity and held him down, Mikey screamed and kicked as the two grabbed his arms and pinned him.

Don held Mikeys head to where he would have to look him in the eye. "Mikey! MIKEY PLEASE LISTEN!" Don shouted, trying to be heard over the continuous screams.

He vaugly heard 'shadow' being said over and over.

After a few more minutes Don still couldn't get the panicked laced Mikey to stop screaming, although he didn't want to do it Don had to sedate Mike.

"Guys I think you can let go of him now...hes down."

"What da shell happened to him?!" Raph exclaimed.

Don ran his hand down his face. "To be honest...I have no logical clue! He seemed to have freaked when I dimmed the lights but...I thought he was over his fear of the dark! Even if he wasn't he wouldn't have freaked out so bad! He kept saying...shadow...what do you think he meant?"

Raph and Leo bowed there heads in thought at what Don said before they could awnwser Master Splinter came into the room. "My sons I have urgent issues to attend to, the damiyo has fallen ill and I must go help the healers. Will you all be alright?"

Don and the others nodded, trying to hide the distress on there faces.

Master Splinter looked suspicious, "Donatello is Michelangelo fairing well enough for me to leave for a few days?"

Donny cleared his throat. "Yes he is well enough Master, I have everything under control."

Master Splinter nodded. "I trust you Donatello, I should only be gone for about 3 days at the maximum."

Donny nodded, with that Splinter bowed, the three turtles responded with the same gesture.

Master Splinter stopped just as he was about to exit the lab, he turned to his three sons, who stared right back.

"If Michelangelo has anymore issues with the darkness as he just did feel free to inform me, Leo I trust that you and your brothers will do this if needed?"

"Hai sensei."

He sensed his sons shame in not telling him the truth about Mikey and his condition. "Do not feel guilt my sons, just know that I can still be contacted if you ever feel doubt in these next few days. All you have to do is meditate."

"Hai sensei."

And like that there master was gone, leaving them to solve as to why there baby brother was so distressed and why he had been in his condition in a deserted alley.

Donny turned back to his brothers as soon as Master Splinter left.

"Alright guys we hav-...have to...did...did Mikey? Did he rip this i.v. bag open when he had his fit?...Its up to far for him to have..."

Leo and Raph looked at each other then went over to what had Don all torn up, there eyes widened as they saw the slashed open i.v. bag.

Leo took it down from the hook and observed the mark.

"It looks like a sword did this damage."

This time Raph spoke, what he said voiced the puzzled thoughts of both Donatello and Leonardo.

"Who did it?"