Hello, everyone! I promised you all I would update soon, and here it is! I hope you all like it, and if you haven't already known, this one's going to be about Leo's brothers. Read, relax, review, and enjoy!
Of course Raph was hurt.
He didn't want his youngest brother to truly hate him. Ya, they've joked around about it before, but Raph didn't want Mikey to mean it.
It was his fault, his fault that Mikey ran off. He shouldn't have said it...Oh, why did he have to say it...Most importantly, why did he have to scream it? He remembered seeing Mikey's soft blue eyes well up with tears, as he turned and ran away...from him. Why is he so angry all the time? Why is he like this?
Obviously, it's his fault for Mikey's attempt to escape andfor Leo's absence.
It was obvious why he was responsible for his youngest brother's actions, but had no reason why it was his fault for Leo's.
If anything, Raph always felt it was his fault if something bad happened to one of his brothers. He didn't know why, but it was just a feeling. He felt completely alienated. A feeling that he failed them, like he failed at being a protector, and most importantly, a brother.
These thoughts haunted Raph's mind as he and Donnie chased after their orange-banded brother.
Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, they each yelled Mikey's name, hoping he would turn around and come back.
"Mikey! Mikey, please stop!" Raph yelled after him.
"C'mon, Mikey!" yelled Donatello. "We're sorry, we didn't mean to hurt you!"
"Please, Mikey! Come back to us!" Raph then immediately screamed after Donnie. "I'm sorry I yelled, and I'm sorry I said those things to ya!...Just give me another chance, bro, please!"
Donnie knew that Raph didn't mean what he said back in the lair about Leo. Raph just had a temper at times, and sometimes it rises up to the point that he has to do something he'll later regret. Donnie knew that Raph was hurt, bad, by all of this. First Leo, now Mikey. This was all taking a big toll on him.
He wanted to help, but every time he tried, Raph either yelled at him, like back in the lair, or just completely ignored him.
He wished that Raph would have some sense in him to sit down and talk about it with him, but Donnie knew he wouldn't. Raph was his immediate older brother. Raph surely wouldn't want to feel helpless in front of his younger brother, Donnie.
Then, there was Mikey. How Donnie wished he could help him. His immediate younger brother had been through so much these past couple of hours.
Mikey had softer feelings, and wasn't as good in handling tough situations, unlike his older brothers. But what Mikey didn't know was that his older brothers also have a hard time getting through things, like this.
But, poor Mikey. Donnie knew something like this would happen. After all the confusion, worry, sadness, and hurt, Mikey was sure as shell to run away. After he went on and on about not believing what Raph said about Leo, Donnie realized Mikey ran off in search of his eldest brother. He didn't run off in sadness, he ran off in determination.
Poor Donnie was juggling both Raph's and Mikey's problems, but seemed to forget his own. But the problem was that Raph's and Mikey's problems were his own. Donnie made their problems into ones that he bore, now.
Donnie still felt that he had his own issues, though. He wanted Leo and Mikey back. He wanted their family to be whole again...but he couldn't focus on that now. He had to catch Mikey.
But Mikey didn't want to go back home, not without Leo. He was determined to find him, no matter what he had to do. His brothers surely wouldn't let him go off to find Leo, and his recent outburst definitely wasn't going to get him anywhere. Mikey had to lose his brothers, somehow, shake them off of his trail.
Then an idea struck.
Mikey stopped dead in his tracks, and waited for Raph and Donnie to catch up to him. He didn't want to turn around, though. He didn't want to see Raph's face...
As Raph and Donnie got closer, they thought it odd that Mikey had stopped running, but relieved that he might have had a change of thought.
"Mikey..." Raph calmly said as he approached his youngest brother with Donnie.
But Mikey did something completely unexpected...it was actually quite smart. Tactical, it was. A really effective way to get away from an enemy, but last time they checked, his brothers weren't enemies.
Mikey reached down to his smoke bombs, pulled one out, raised his arm, and threw it to the ground. He vanished in a wave of purple smoke, and it definitely gave him enough time to escape his brothers.
Poor Raph and Donnie coughed repeatedly, for they were right next to Mikey when he threw it.
This gave Mikey enough time to head down the side of the building, slip past an alleyway, and up the side of a much higher building he was sure his brothers couldn't see the roof of.
"M- Mikey...no!" Raph chocked between coughs.
"I- I can't believe...he's r- really gone," Donnie also coughed.
"No, Donnie," Raph said after the wave of coughing was over. "We have to keep lookin'...he's not gone, not yet."
As they quickly scanned the buildings, Raph could have sworn on his father's grave, even though he's not dead, he saw the tips of an orange bandana slip past a chimney, on a building right above him.
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"Ah, shell!" Mikey said to himself. "If only I didn't trip, I would have gotten away fast enough so my brothers wouldn't be able to see me! Ah, shell!"
Unfortunately for Mikey, he had tripped on a slab of stone in the alleyway he ran through, which cost him precious time. Now, his brothers were on his trail again.
At least he had a farther lead on them now. They wouldn't be able to catch up to him that quickly. If he was lucky, they wouldn't catch up to him at all.
But his mind shifted in a different direction. Leo. He had to keep his eyes open for any sign of him. An old abandoned building, perhaps? Is that where he was? He did not know, but he had to look. He would look all night if he had to.
As these thoughts rumbled around in his head, he was too distracted to notice the big, metal boot kick him in his stomach.
He doubled over, not being able to see who it was who had kicked him.
When he looked up, he received a quick slap to the face, and was down on the ground now.
When Mikey regained his focus, he reached down to his sides to grab his nunchucks- but, wait. They weren't there! The person who kicked and slapped him, took his nunchucks with a quick flip of their wrists.
They were so fast! When Mikey looked up, for once, he saw that it was none other than Fishface!
"Fishface! What are you doing here?" Mikey said.
"I'm here...for you!" he answered in his dark, twisted tone.
"What, what do you want me for?" Mikey asked, confused.
"I'm here to find another turtle, on orders from the Shredder."
"The Shredder!? But-" Mikey was cut short by a sudden thought. "Another turtle?...no, the Shredder doesn't have Leo...does he!?"
"You'll soon find out, reptile," Fishface spoke as he took one of Mikey's nunchuks from the ground.
"No, no! What are you-" Mikey was again cut off, but not from Fishface's words, but from his actions.
Fishface threw one of Mikey's nunchuks down right on top of his head with such force, that Mikey's lifeless body crumpled, once again, to the ground.
Fishface was pleased with himself. He had successfully knocked out one of the Shredder's needed turtles without any problems. The Shredder would surely be impressed with his work.
All these years and he has never managed to please his Master, never...until now. All of those terrible doubts, those crude comments, those painful beatings given to him by the Shredder, would be forgiven. He would never again hear, 'I should have left you in that prison where I found you!' He has finally done something right, something that his Master would be proud of. He had caught a turtle.
He never thought this day could get even a little bit better. But, he was wrong. It could.
As he started to pick up the poor turtle, a new sight caught his eye.
Two more turtles showed up, just about as he was going to take Mikey away. It was none other than Raph and Donnie. Ha! These turtles have no chance against him, now that there are two left. And besides, he had new weapons now: nunchuks. Mikey's nunchuks.
With his skill, Fishface could definitely take out his turtle enemies with ease, especially now that he has better weapons.
"Mikey!" Raph yelled, as he stared at the scene in front of him. "What- what have you done, Fishface!" as anger broiled inside of him.
"Do not worry, pathetic turtle. He is still alive," Fishface reassured, only to crush Raph right after. "But not for long. I'm taking him to the Shredder. Don't worry, he won't be alone...we have your other brother with us, the blue-banded one. He will keep him lots of company."
Fishface had a twisted smile creep across his face as he saw what his words did to both turtles.
Both Donnie and Raph were speechless.
They found out so much, in such little words.
Leo was with the Shredder, and he has taken him. That's where their eldest brother was. The Shredder obviously took Leo the night he was out on patrol by himself. But, why would he take Leo?...
Then, it hit them. The Shredder wanted nothing more than to find the location of their family, their father: Hamato Yoshi. And what better way to find it, than capture one of his sons? He would surely go to any means to try and get it out of him. Oh, no. Poor Leo. Who the shell knows what form of torture the Shredder has inflicted upon him...
But another thought tugged at their mind. All this time, they were believing he was...he was dead. But, now there's a great chance he wasn't. And with that thought, they regained their focus and charged at Fishface with all of their might.
They had Leo...but they sure as shell won't have Mikey too!
Donnie went in, first, spinning his Bo with sheer power. It hit Fishface right in the middle of his ugly, slimy head. Donnie raised it again, and slapped his enemy right across the face, with immense force, that Fishface fell to the ground.
But Fishface wasn't going to go out without a fight!
He then swung his tail around, knocking Donnie right off his feet. He then picked up the poor turtle and threw him of the side of the building.
"Donnie, no!" Raph screamed, and ran over to the edge, looking for his brother. To his luck, Donnie grabbed onto the ledge of a window, and was fine. "Hold on Donnie. I'll get ya up. Just give me ya-" Raph was cut off.
"Raph, behind you!" Donnie screamed frantically, for Fishface appeared behind his older brother.
Raph, who reacted one second too slowly, turned around, only to have a searing pain meet with his shoulder blade.
"Ahhh!" Raph bellowed in pain, as he tried to figure out what had hurt him.
Fishface had bit him, on his right shoulder! And from a past experience, Raph knew instantly that his teeth were poisonous.
"Not- not again..." Raph said, almost in a whisper, as he fell to the ground, clutching his shoulder.
"Raph! Oh, no. Why again!" Donnie said, as he tried to climb up the building to get to his brothers.
As Donnie finally got up onto the roof, Fishface was too far away, with Mikey on his shoulder, to catch up to.
"No, no. Mikey!" Donnie wailed. First Leo, now Mikey...how could this day get any worse?
Raph groaned next to him, the toxins from the poison moving quickly through his bloodstream.
That's how.
Donnie picked up his poisoned brother, headed down the building into an alley, and down the sewers into his lair, face full of sadness, defeat, and worry.
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"I've got a present for you, Master," Fishface said to the Shredder, as he arrived back with Mikey, still unconscious.
"Oh, really?" asked the Shredder. "Well, it better be good," he snapped. "What could you possibly have gotten me that-" the Shredder stopped dead, mid-sentence, as Fishface threw poor Mikey to the ground. "Well, well Xever. Very well done, indeed!"
Fishface beamed with pride at the pleased tone in his Master's voice, and quite surprised, for he did not ever see the Shredder act with such glee.
"I'm sorry I ever doubted you. Now...throw him in the cell! At this point, Xever, I have really no more use for you. Get out, and spread the word to the Foot that I have caught another turtle."
"Wait, what!? But I caught him, you should be thanking me-" Fishface trembled in fear as the Shredder rose above him.
"I said, Xever, throw him in the cell and alert the Foot that I caught the turtle!" the Shredder boomed at him.
"Certainly, Master."
When Xever threw Mikey into the cell, the turtle started to wake up.
Mikey heard the tumblers of a door locking behind him.
"Oh...no, no!" Mikey said. "Let me out, oh please, let me out..." Mikey said, almost in a whisper, for he was feeling very weak.
Then he suddenly heard a groan over near the right corner of his cell. Curious, he inched his way forward, to the noise. When he got there, he couldn't believe his eyes.
It was Leo, his missing eldest brother, who was unconscious and barely breathing.
Well, I decided to let Leo live! I love him too much to kill him! And I hoped you all liked the surprise plot twist of Raph being poisoned and Mikey being captured. It's only going to get better, my friends! Thanks for reading, and continue to read, review, and enjoy!