Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else's.

Title: TMNT: Mafioso.

Rating: T

Pairings: April/Casey…. Cuz they're already together, reviewers can suggest a few other ones.

Genre: Crime/Family…. It can be considered a little bit humor too

Summary: Splinters dead, Michaelangelo is the new leader of the Dragon-Foot clan, Leonardo is a bartender, Raphael is a loan-shark and Donatello's gone rogue turtle. Anything else? Oh, well Casey and April own a nightclub if it means anything….

Leo groaned; his internal clock was waking him up, telling him it was time to wake up and go to work – thanks to his amazingly fast metabolism, his hang-over was gone and waking up wasn't painful. As he came to, he unconsciously frowned; there was some talking in the background, but it didn't sound like Shadow or Cody, April or Casey.

He groggily opened his eyes and they bulged out of the sockets in shock; he wasn't at home, he was lying on the wooden floor of a small Japanese-themed wooden room with sliding paper doors. He wasn't alone, his brothers also were in the room, even, as he realized with horror, Mikey.

Doc was still unconscious, but El and Mikey were talking – arguing actually – and Leo could catch some of what they were saying.

"That pit trap was not funny!"

"It was to me, bitch."

"Keep talkin' Mike, and I'll punch ya out."

"Touch me and 'chucks are out, hothead!"

Leo rose into a sitting position and stared at Mikey. He was eyeing one thing in particular on Mikes face; the oblique scar crossing Mikey's face, from his left eyebrow, over his left eye, across his face and nose and all the way to the right corner of his bottom lip. But Leo, guilt-ridden, knew exactly where the scar had come from.

His own katana.

Mikey felt Leo's eyes on him and shifted his gaze to his former older brother – his eyes narrowed and his already crazed expression hardened "What the fuck are you staring at?" He spat.

Leo was silent, like always. This time, he really couldn't even if he wanted to, which he didn't.

"Do I have something on my ninja mask?" Mike asked sarcastically. Leo wanted to remind Mike of something, but he couldn't muster the words so El said it for him.

"What mask?" El snorted.

Mike looked at El with a puzzled expression before his hand moved to his face; when his hand came in contact with green skin rather than dark fabric, his puzzlement turned to pure panic. "Wh-where's my mask? !" He asked in a high-pitched, panicky voice; he actually seemed rather small at the moment, looking fearful and ditressed, shaking visibly. He scanned the room frantically and his distress became noticeably higher when he found that his full-face mask was nowhere in the room.

And Leo and El's confused, dumbfounded staring did not make it any better, in fact it made it worse.

"Stop staring at me!" Mike shrieked and scooted hurriedly into a corner; he turned his shell towards him and curled up into a ball, rocking back and forth almost madly.

"Th' fuck?" El whispered to Leo in confusion; it was incredibly strange to see their normally insane brother transfer from a half-demented megalomaniac, to a scared individual wrought with panic. The panic attack was uncalled for, and unexpected.

Doc stirred awake "Renet?" He mumbled, unaware of his surroundings; he opened his own eyes and blinked until he could see clearly. Doc was surprised to see that he was not home, more surprised that Leo and El were in the room with him, and especially surprised when he saw that Mikey was rocking back and forth in the corner.

"The hell is going on?" Doc asked his brothers, causing Leo and El to turn to him, but before either of them could tell him anything (not that they could say much anyways), the sliding paper door opened.

El, Leo and Doc turned their heads.

"Ancient One?" They gasped in unison, Mikey's current state was unchanging.

"Greetings," The Ancient One greeted; he frowned when he saw Mike "kame!" He addressed and walked over to him "Why do you shake like a leaf?"

"Where's my mask?" Mikey demanded, Ancient One handed him a mask – a long cloth strip of bright orange. Mike saw it and threw it across the room "Not that one! The one that goes to my…" Then he realized he wasn't wearing his ninja uniform either "Where the hell is my stuff?" He wasn't wearing his uniform, but he was in brown elbow and knee pads, and a belt and wrist guards to match.

His brothers realized they weren't in their usual garb either – El was missing his street clothes, Leo was without his reaper get-up and Doc didn't have his snowsuit. They had on only the gear they used to wear before they started wearing human clothes to hide their turtle appearances from the humans they now had regular contact with.

The Ancient One sighed and threw each of the turtles their old masks – which had been washed clean. "Sons of Splinter," he addressed seriously, the turtles could feel their lecture-sense going off "why are you separated, and resentful to each other? You are supposed to be family."

Not just Leo was silent now; all of them were, they looked at anything but the Ancient One. Mike regained some composure and audibly scoffed when Ancient One said 'family'.

"What?" Ancient One asked Mike.

"I'm supposed to be family?" Mike spat "How the shell am I supposed to be family when I'm not in the family in the first place? I was exiled." Mike crossed his arms.

"Exiled?" The Ancient One echoed; April had never said that Michaelangelo was exiled "Why were you exiled."

"Duh; because I'm evil." Mikey told him simply; earning him disbelief-filled glances from his brothers. "What? It's true; I was exiled because I was evil the whole time."

"…. Mike," Doc gulped "you don't really believe that, do you?"

"It's true." Mikey insisted "I was exiled because I belonged with my own kind – evil. Not you guys."

Doc stared at Mike; maybe that was the root of all Mikes insanity; this whole time they were under the impression that he resented Leo for disowning him, but it sounded more like Mikey himself believed that he deserved to be exiled…. Oh God, Mikey never blamed Leo…. He blamed himself, and became evil because he believed he was. That was why Mikey was crazy.

"No!" Leo shouted, suddenly he found he could talk this time "Mikey, you're not evil!"

Mikey looked as if Leo had just said something more insane than he was "But I am." He argued "That's why I was never good."

Ancient One stomped his foot down, making a tremor they could all feel along with a loud noise "Enough!" He barked "You are brothers." He reminded them "You are supposed to act like brothers…. But if you refuse to even see eye-to-eye, I will make sure that you can at least empathize with each other."

He snapped his fingers.

A tremor ran through the turtles and they glowed for a second, but other than that nothing seemed to happen.

But Leo noticed that something was off.

"Our chi…" He said quitly, hoping his brothers would catch on.

Mikey, who was always better with chi excersizes than the rest of them focused for a moment "It's…. Connected." He said "All of our chi is interlocked now. Ancient One, what did you do?"

Ancient One did not answer – instead, he took out a blunt instrument of some kind of hit Mike over the head with it.

"Ow!" All of the turtles grunted at the same time – El, Doc and Leo found themselves confused; Mike was hit, why did they feel it?

Ancient One answered this time "From now on, you will all share the same pain. Thus, you will be forced to protect each other – if not for the sake of each other, than for the sake of yourselves."

"What!" They chorused. Not believing it, El prodded himself hard in the pressure point between the armpit and ribs – all of them gave a hiss of pain.

"Ancient One…" Doc asked skeptically "Does this apply to inner pain as well?"

Ancient One shook his head "But…" He said "If one of you is to perish, the same applies for the rest."

...What can I say, I'm not good with scenes. So that is the main conflict right there that the main characters have to overcome in rising action.

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