A/N Yes it took awhile, so lets jump right to it. =-)

Michelangelo looked around the small room. There were action figures of superheroes and villains scattered on a soft white carpet. On the walls, childish drawings with bright red green and orange colors were pinned up. Along side them where pictures of people, but their images were blurred. Something about this place was familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

It was snowing outside his foggy window. Goosebumps rose on his skin as he pressed his tiny hands against the glass. He left his mark, but it quickly vanished. He began making simple animals and figures on the glass. He giggled when he finished his master piece, and frowned when the fog took it back. When he stepped back to start again he saw someone outside walking towards him.

The snow fell softly on the world. Michelangelo gazed out at it. The figure outside was a women with long red hair, the same color as his.

"Michelangelo, my dear boy, please wake up…" her voice echoed.

"How does she know my name?" Michelangelo wondered.

"You must open your eyes, your brother needs you…wake up… please…Michelangelo…"

Michelangelo opened his eyes. Cold air touched his skin and he looked around to find Splinter at his bedside.

Surrounding him were white walls with pale green colors, an unfamiliar bed, and machines. He wanted to speak, but the words didn't form. His father moved to his side and put his hands over his son's. His eyes looked heavy and red. Then he remembered the events that happened.

"Michelangelo, thank goodness you're awake," Splinter said squeezing his hand.

"Dad…." The night was running through his mind.

"Oh no…Dad, what happened to Leo? Where's Raph and Donny?" his voice was hoarse.

He sighed deeply, and a look came across his eyes, an emotion Michelangelo couldn't place.

"Dad? Did something happen to them?"

"Michelangelo, your brothers…Leonardo and Raphael are home, but Donatello…." His eyes began to water, and he turned his head away from his son, and then looked straight into his eyes. "Donatello never made it home."

Michelangelo was shocked. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened. He tried to speak, but his words statured.

"But… n-no, D-D-Donny." Tears streamed down his checks. He let go of his father's hand and curled up holding his legs. He was still, with his face buried in his knees.

Kari's father was waiting for her in the gym of their base in New York City. They lived in a quiet neighborhood. Their home, although it was extravagant, didn't standout. All the windows had curtains that were always drawn. People came and went but no one stood out. To the neighborhood it was just another apartment building. Those who came and went were just neighbors.

Oroku Saki was meditating as she approached him. Candle lights flickered around him.

"You failed your first mission Kari. You're not ready to lead the clan or the Purple Dragons."

"Forgive me father," she said bowing at his feet, " but the vigilante's was not alone. Four others with him, and one girl, who was to join the Purple Dragons, was also an accomplice."

"And you had a band of ninja."

"They were skilled, they matched us move for move, but father I captured one of them, a teenaged boy. I have seen their loyalty to each other; it's only a matter of time before they return for him."

" I gave you an easy task of capturing this pest, as a test! You can't even capture five boys and a girl!"

"But father," She was still on her knees looking at the ground, "I captured one, the rest will come after him."

"You turned this simple task into a complicated one, but I'll forgive this. Where is the boy now?"

Kari looked up. " He is in the Purple Dragon's territory the basement of building Omega."

"Near our experiments?"

"High security, and he isn't aware of the location."

"Interrogate him. Find out everything about him, and his allies, and of course get rid of them. The Foot Clan never leaves loose ends, no matter how small. I don't want this little task to interfere with the mission in New York."

"Father if I may, I have meet one of the boys before, as Kari, in the dojo. I know he attends a public high school, I could seek them out and find out more."

" By attending the school?"

"Yes father."

"You are overcomplicating things."

" No simply tying off the loose ends."

She was dismissed and allowed to follow through with her plan. Starting Monday she would be closer to her enemy. But first she was to interrogate the captured boy.

Splinter watched him, letting him process what he just heard. Suddenly the hospital room became colder. He reached out to him, Michelangelo responded by quickly embracing him. He sat on the bed and buried his face in his father's shoulders. The tears soaked his shirt, and made their way to his skin. He pulled his son closer, his arms around him.

But how could he soothe his pain? Physical wounds can heal, if not at least be dealt with. If they should lose someone they love so suddenly, how could he help him then? That was a pain he knew all to well, a pain he could not heal.

It was a Saturday night that Michelangelo was released from the hospital. It was only a day since the attack. They discharged him soon after he woke up and it was determined he was well enough to go home. They boarded a cab and on thier way home Splinter told him what had happened. After they arrived at the hospital, the same one Casey was sent to, Angel, who was in the waiting room, called him. Raphael was the first to wake up, his wounds were superficial and didn't need much treatment. Leonardo however had a fractured arm and had to were a sling. They stayed only for a night and were released at dawn.

"It was so late I thought I was dreaming when Angel called me. Your brothers were lucky, their wounds won't cause any permint damage."

"What about Casey? He's okay right?"

"His mother was there with him, he hasn't woken up. When you first arrived the doctors thought you went into shock, but once you were stable... you wouldn't wake up… I'm just… glad you are alright now."

He was slightly lightheaded and was partially listening. He wanted to lean back and drift back to sleep. Even though he was able to go home, he still felt sick. His stomach was turning as his father spoke. He kept thinking about Casey and Angel. He kept thinking about his brothers.

They made it home and his father helped him to the door. It was odd to find his home was so quiet, even with Leonardo and Raphael inside. There were no sounds from the radio or television. There were no quarrels, no laughter, or talks when he opened the door. Raphael was standing his back to Leonardo. Leonardo was on the living room couch, his arm in a sling and wrapped in bandages. They looked angry. Michelangelo suspected they had abruptly stopped arguing when they heard the door open.

Coming home, he had never felt this tense. Yet he was too tired to break the silence.

His father walked in the room and called everyone's attention. Michelangelo sat down at the edge of the couch and Leonardo and Raphael sat next to him. It was then that it hit him the void left there by his brother. It was terrifying not to have him there. It was terrifying not knowing he was safe.

The same thoughts were going through the rest of the family.

Splinter took a seat in front of them. With a heavy breathe, he sat looking down. Sighing deeply, Splinter was collecting his thoughts. He looked all of them in the eye.

" I know this is difficult for all of you, but we can't lose hope. From what you boys have told me…"

"Father, I told you how we ended up there, Rapha-" Leonardo blurted out.

"You're not so innocent Leo, so don't go blamin' me!" Raphael snapped out.

"Raphael, stop being self-centered, this is about Don, he deserves to know!"

"Oh, so that's way you just throwin' all the blame on me? The first thing you said to dad wasn't about Donny gone' missin', it was about me. Get off your high horse. "

"My high horse? You're more concerned about clearing your name then worrying about Don. I should have never gone for you. You are reckless! You don't think about anyone's safety, not even your own brother!"

"What did you say?" Raphael stood up over Leonardo. His fists were clenched at his side. Leonardo responded by standing and looking up to meet his gaze.

"You heard me, Raph," Leonardo said in a threatening voice.

Something in Raphael snapped. He took a hold of Leonardo's shirt from the collar, lifting him on his toes. Leonardo gasped. They were face to face. Leonardo could see the fire in his eyes.

"You think I'm reckless? Then maybe I should've left you to die instead of going back." Raphael said before pushing him off.

Leonardo uttered something under his breathe. Neither Michelangelo nor his father heard what it was, but it was enough to send Raphael on him again. Raphael landed a punch before Michelangelo pulled him off. Raphael wasn't aware of Michelangelo, he was like a raging bull after Leonardo.

Michelangelo was accustomed to their banters, but not like this.

Raphael was on Leonardo again, Michelangelo tried to intervene, but it didn't help. Leonardo was on his back trying to block his brother. Michelangelo tried to push his brother off, but didn't find the strength. He still felt weak from his stay at the hospital.

"Raph! Stop, please!" Michelangelo's hands began to shake, and his knee buckled.

"Raphael, Leonardo enough!" Splinter took hold of Raphael's fist as it was raised in the air.

" Look at what you two are doing!"

Raphael was breathing heavily he let his father lower his fist gently. He looked at Leonardo who was on his back with a look of shock in his eye's. It wasn't Raphael's strength or rage, but the fact that it was directed at him. The marks of his attack were on his face. Leonardo's lips were bleeding. It trailed to his chin and he wiped it off with his bare hand.

"Leo…I'm sorry."

Leonardo responded with only a nod, and sat back up.

Michelangelo had let go of Raphael and almost fell on his knees. Raphael caught him just in time. He sat him up on the coach. Raphael was now setting in the middle of both of them trying his best to comfort Michelangelo.

"Easy, now Mikey."

Raphael was out of his element. Leonardo was stuck in a daze not sure of himself or what was happening. Michelangelo wasn't being his annoying-goofball-self. Their bother was gone and they had no answers.

Apart of Raphael wanted to keep fighting, even if it was pointless. It was easier than thinking. He knew it was wrong and it wouldn't help, but he wanted to give in to that pure raw emotion, and eliminate the burden of thought, of guilt. He clinched his fist tightly trying to get rid of that urge. It was like a caged beast.

"You must listen to me…"

Raphael turned back. His father's eyes were half opened and looked heavier than he had ever seen them. It was tearing him up. He suddenly felt guilty for making the situation even more unbearable.

"…fighting isn't going to help, think of your brother. I've told the police what has happened, I reported him missing. But I don't know how they will help. Still I think we have been through enough this day. You should all rest for now."

" But father-" Leonardo protested.

"I know, Donatello's missing, but you are not thinking clearly, none of us are, you boys must stay here. Understand?"

" Yes father."

"Alright, I will go to the police station, but the three of you will stay here. I don't want to worry about you, not after this."

"Yes father," they all said together.

"Stay here and try your best to relax and calm down- despite what has happened."

Splinter grabbed his jacket and went out the door. The three brothers watched as he disappeared behind the door, the room felt abruptly empty. The silence was unbearable. Nothing was said for a moment that felt like an eternity.

It was Michelangelo who finally broke the silence with a rumble of his stomach. "Man I'm hungry, that hospital food just doesn't cut it."

" Yeah I'm hungry too. Let's go to da kitchen, I'll make us a sandwich." Raphael said.

" Would you mind making a third for me bro?" Leonardo asked.

" Yeah sure, whatever."

" See I knew you two could get along, at least when there's food involved."

Raphael swiped his hand on the back of Michelangelo's head.

"Ow! Easy now!"

The night went on smoothly despite all that had happened. They had kept there promise to their father, they stayed home and gathered their thoughts. It wasn't easy with so much to deal with.

Splinter walk with his cane through the city, it was near midnight. The stars vanished through neon lights and city towers. He walked past the night owls of the city, he walked past lovers and tourists and university students finding a party for the weekend. He walked past mothers buying medicine at a market for their child crying with a midnight fever. He walked past the alley cats chasing mice, skinny and starving. He walked past the poor men and women who named the world their home because everything else rejected them. He was an old man that night, shuffling through the streets, a cane his only support as the weight of the world crushed him.

Splinter finally made to his destination. An old rundown building, a poor apart of town. He walked inside and took the elevator down to the basement. He walked around back and knocked twice on the door.

"Who are you looking for" said a voice behind the door.

"Nobody."

The locks clicked and the door was opened, without a word he entered.

Kirite- thanks for the review! you'll waht happenes soon. =)

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Second Daughter of Eve- lol yeah painfull. yeah saki is using this as a training for his second in command Kari, testing her skills as a leader, but the boys are going to get way deeper into this. thanks for review =D

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Let me try to explain, they split up more then once, so that's when you got confused, don't worry i guess i did mske it a little confuising '^-^ thanks for the review, yup i love the brothers relationship and try to write it well. He wont find out abot Kari yet, but she's got a crazyrole =)

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