The next morning found Raphael's fever broken. Donatello carefully checked all his vitals to make sure nothing has changed. Mikey woke up stretching. The first thing he did was to check on Raphael. "Thank god Raph, you gave us quite a scare. I'm right here when you wake up." Mikey yawned. It had been a rough night. Donatello stretched next to him. "Mikey why don't you go to bed for a bit? I need to do some things at my computer. Raph's condition hasn't changed. It won't hurt to leave him alone for a bit."
"Are you sure?" Yes Mikey. Go to bed." Trying to stifle another yawn, Mikey left the room and plopped down on his bed. Within minutes, he fell asleep. Raphael half ran half limped across the lair. His blood trailing behind him; stumbling, he pulled out a sai to block the blow from the left. Another blow came from the right too fast. The sickening sound of bones crunching echoed in the lair as Raphael grabbed his arm in pain. Huffing as tried to run; he slipped and fell right onto his now broken arm. Raphael glanced up at his attacker. "I'm sorry." He mouthed before his world went black. Mikey shot up in bed panting. "Raph I'm sorry you had to through that bro." Unable to go back to sleep, he decided to go play some video games. Donatello sat at his desk tinkering with his latest project. "Mikey's what's wrong." Donatello noticed Mikey half heartedly playing his video game. He got up and sat next to his younger brother. "I had a nightmare about the attack. I didn't see who it was but I heard his arm breaking from someone hitting it. He looked hurt real bad; a lot of blood. The last thing I remember before I woke up was Raph saying "I'm sorry" to someone. He was running from whoever was attacking him and wasn't fighting back. It was kinda strange. I didn't like seeing Raphie boy like that." Donatello wrapped his arm around Mikey. "It's ok Mikey neither do I but Raph is strong and he won't leave us. That makes me think if Leo had a similar nightmare. His behavior did seem off. I'll ask him later." Mikey rested his head on Don's shoulder. "Please let Raphie boy be ok."
"I'm sorry." Raphael's voice echoed in Leo's head. Leo shot in bed. At first he didn't recognize his surroundings. Rubbing his eyes, he recognized Don's lab equipment. "What happened? The last thing I remember is being in the bathroom." Then he remembered the blood. Viewing his hands, the blood was gone. He carefully examined every crevice and line but he couldn't see any blood. "Where did the blood go? It was just here." Then he felt something drip from the ceiling. Spots of red stained the blanket. Glancing up, the ceiling and walls were coated in the thick, red sticky liquid. Panicking, he jumped out the bed. Getting tangled in the blanket, he fell to the floor. "No, no, this can't be real; it can't be. Donnie! Mikey!" Leo screamed until he noticed a figure lying prone on the floor. Slowly getting up; he made his way over. He stopped dead in his tracks when he got close enough. Lying before him is Raphael covered in blood. His body still and not moving; several deep slash wounds marred his green skin. Bending down, he scooped his younger brother in his arms. Raphael's skin felt cold against his own. "Please Raph wake up. Wake up! Nooo! Please don't leave us..me!" Leo pleaded to the lifeless body of his younger brother. Leo shook him but never received a response. Clutching Raphael close to his chest, he cried hard tears.
"Admiring your handiwork I see." A dark voice called over to Leonardo. He spun his head around to the shadowy figure. Confusion spread across his face. "I see you are confused; allow me to put it simply. You, Leonardo, have caused your brother's injuries and subsequent death. If it makes you feel any better; you did not act alone." Leonardo shook his head; he wouldn't believe he did this to his brother. Yes they argue but he could never physically hurt him. "You're lying. I could never hurt Raph. He's my brother." He argued back. "Ah but this time you have. Let me refresh your memory." The shadowy figure spread his one arm and a blurry image appeared.
A flash of silver glinted thru air followed by a spray of blood. Raphael collapsed; clutching his side. Grunting, he tried to stand but failed. Pain erupted in side and coursed thru his body. Glancing up just in time; Raph managed to avoid the first strike of the nun chuck but not the second. The sickening sound of breaking bones echoed in the lair. Raphael dropped his sai to the ground, the sound of metal clinking off the stone echoed throughout. He tumbled onto his uninjured side; cradling his arm. As he tried to stand, a swift blow of a bo-staff caught him in the back of the head. Raphael momentarily lost consciousness. Fighting to stay awake; a wave dizziness hit him like a ton bricks when he attempted to stand. Groaning; he picked up his dropped sai and slowly backed up to the opposite wall; trying to put as much distance between himself and his attackers. Raphael barely made it a few steps before his sprained ankle gave out on him. "Ahhh!" He screamed as he fell onto his injured side and broken arm. Beads of sweat ran down his head as he slowly crawled across the lair floor. He had only made it a short distance when he turned around. A katana was directly positioned above his plastron; poised for the killing blow. "I'm sorry." Raphael muttered weakly. He closed his eyes and waited. The katana pierced Raphael's plastron. Blood dripped off the blade as it was pulled out. Leonardo snapped back into reality. "No, that can't be I didn't attack my brother! And nor did the others! We could never do that!" Leo screamed back at the figure. He still clutched his fallen brother. "Ah but you did and now look where it has gotten you. How do you think you are going to explain this? How are you going to explain that you are the reason Raphael is not here?" Leo shook his head. "YOU ARE LYING! Someone broke into the lair and attacked." The shadowy figured laughed loudly. "You really believe that. How do you explain that lack of alarms, the lack of your memories of that night and to top it off; Raphael's injuries; do they not look they came from your weapons? The deep gashes from your katana, the broken bones from the nun chucks and the concussion from the bo-staff." Leo closed his eyes; he refused to believe a thing the figure was saying. He could hear footsteps as the figure made his way over but still sticking to the shadows. "You can fight it all you want but you will realize the truth as will your brothers. Tell me Leonardo; what is more hurtful? Actions or words?" Leo shot his head up. "That's enough I demand to see who you are now." The shadowy figured snickered as he moved into the light. Leo gasped. The figure was him with bright red eyes. Leo's eyes went wide. He was looking directly at his evil twin. "Noooo!"
