Finally! After a very long time, the long awaited Leo story as many of you guys requested!

I'm not going to say much about it, but I really hope you'll like it.

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Trouble

This was not what he had in mind when he had left the comfort of the lair this late evening. When he had sketched out his route earlier he had taken everything in account to make this a nice training round: the fifteen minutes distance from home, the advanced agility training he would complete, the difficulty of the obstacles on his way there, the reduced endurance by the cold November weather, but above all… The safety of his surroundings. Although he always tried to minimize the chances of being seen or getting into trouble on every patrol or mission, he was extra careful when he went out alone, like tonight. He had thought out a perfect route with the least amount of risk so he could just complete a relaxing but difficult training, without being worried anyone would see him.

Unfortunately, this night wasn't going as planned. The darn turtle luck, like Raph would call it, was right around the corner. And with that, also a relatively small army of Bishop's men, including the big man himself.

Grunting a curse, Leo skidded to a stop at the sight of the unexpected obstacles and drew his katanas in a swift movement. He was too late to turn back unseen, so all he could do was take in the slight startled looks of the government agents and wait for his next move.

Quickly recovering from his surprise, Bishop took a step forward. "Well, well, well… If that isn't my good friend Leonardo," he said with a light smirk. Leo clenched his teeth by the laconic way Bishop was acting, and steadied his defending pose. Not taken aback by the action, Bishop continued to move forward. With the same grin he looked around him. "I am not used seeing you alone. Where are your brothers?"

Knowing it was best not to answer him, Leo kept quiet and narrowed his eyes. With a satisfied dark chuckle Bishop stopped and straightened his back. "I see. Don't you know it's dangerous to go out alone, especially when you were planning to disrupt my activities?"

This piqued Leo's curiosity. Although Bishop officially worked for the government, his actions and methods weren't always people-friendly… Or mutant-friendly. They had experienced that themselves not too long ago.

"What activities?" Leo finally asked, looking Bishop right in the eyes. Intrigued Bishop cocked his head, realising the turtle didn't come for him and probably just stumbled upon him and his men accidentally. He cleared his throat. "I will give you a chance to move along, Leonardo." He turned around partially. "I'll suggest you'll take it."

A little surprised Leo lowered his katanas a bit. Bishop didn't want him here? That had bad news written all over it. Regripping his hilts, he tried to look casually past the agents to see what was going on in the background. He noticed a black box as big as a small car standing on the broken asphalt of the abandoned streets. Several laptops and other technical devices were attached to it, sending or receiving information about something unknown. Leo wished Don was here right now. He would probably know what that thing was and what it did. And more important - how risky it could be.

"This is your final chance, turtle. If you don't turn away now, I'll make you regret you left your home tonight," Bishop said threateningly, pulling Leo out of his thoughts. Leo gave an inward groan, knowing what was coming now. He wasn't going to back off, since Bishop really didn't want him here messing around, meaning his actions had to be big and probably dangerous. He had to take out the unknown box. Unfortunately the device was now heavily guarded by the agents, who were ready for an upcoming attack from him. To his relief they weren't fully prepared for being discovered, but still it would take a lot to get through. He noticed a few weapons, of which nothing would be immediately lethal, so that was a blessing. Mentally seeking out his strategy he readied himself, preparing for the confrontation. "What are you planning, Bishop?" he asked in a low voice. Bishop turned his head to him. "I told you to turn away -"

"I've heard you," Leo interrupted fiercely. "But I'm not leaving." He moved his front foot a little. "I'll ask again: What are you planning?"

"That is none of your business. Now move along or I will order my men to dispatch of you," Bishop said clear and slowly, making it more menacing. Trying not to be taken aback, Leo gritted his teeth together, making up his mind and strategy. He knew there was only one option: Strike fast, disable or destroy the device and don't take any unnecessary risks. A little more confident than he felt, he rose his katanas threateningly. "Make them," he said defiantly with a little tilt of his chin. At that moment he jumped up and attacked the closest agent, who fell unconscious to the ground in an instant.

"Take him down!" Bishop ordered, before turning away with an angry expression on his face. "But keep him alive and take him. He could be useful."

Growling at the comment, Leo ducked for a punch to his head and with a quick jab to a pressure point he knocked out his opponent. He heard the unmistaken charging buzz of an electric weapon and he turned his head to the sound. He pushed himself off the ground and in mid-air he struck his katana down, slicing the gun in half. Even before the agent could react, the blue-banded sword hilt hit his head. Suddenly a bright beam shot over Leo's shoulder, scraping his neck painfully. He felt the white-hot pain caused by the burn, but he couldn't dwell on it for long. Quickly he jumped out of the way, using his swiftness to decrease the distance to the weird device that seemed so important since it was greatly secured. Crossing his swords, he used it as a shield to protect him from some very hard rubber projectiles from another kind of weapon, while turning his shell to another agent to stop a punch that was aimed for his gut. He lashed out with his knee, hitting his opponent hard under the chin and he caught the cracking noise of breaking teeth.

In his movement, his hand shot to one of the compartments of his belt to grab some shuriken when he heard the reloading of a gun. While he threw the stars towards the agent who didn't really had time to aim, but still had a good hit on his plastron making him stumble back a few inches, he was very relieved that the bullets of the weapons were made of rubber. Still painful as shell, but a little less lethal. Hearing a scream out of pain and the clattering of a weapon colliding with the asphalt, Leo knew his shuriken had hit his target and he focussed on his next attack.

Turning his head to see what was going on behind him, a hard fist collided with his jawbone. With an painfull and annoyed grunt he rolled out of the way as he defended himself from another attack from one of the agents.

Leo's eyes gazed quickly over the battlefield. They're with too much. Although he took out a couple, there were still a lot of opponents left who were standing in the way of him and the guarded device. As he had to avoid a metal pipe, and receiving a very nasty knee in his side, he tried to overhear Bishop and one of his men.

"Sir, call in HQ. We're almost good to go," one of the leading agents said in a very business-like voice. Bishop nodded and brought his hand to his earpiece.

It's now or never. Lashing out with his right arm, Leo crouched underneath a high kick and burst into a sprint. The moment the agents saw him running, the ones with the guns started shooting at him. Although he was very fast, he wasn't able to avoid everything and he felt the hard projectiles and the hot beams hitting his body, some of them breaking the skin unmercifully.

Shell.. What did I get myself into? Leo thought, clenching his teeth as he tried to block out the pain.

"Stop shooting you idiots!" Bishop suddenly bellowed, standing protectively in front of the black device. "You are hitting the equipment!"

A little startled the agents lowered their guns, as Leo took this opportunity to move towards Bishop, the only martial arts-skilled agent which separated him from his objective.

"Give up, Leonardo. Whatever you do, you are already mine," Bishop said as he prepared for the strike. Raising up his katana, Leo attacked, only to receive a hard kick right in his abdomen. Taking a little distance as he clutched his stomach, Leo estimated his chances. I'm exhausted, but I'm so close… He got to his feet again and ran the back of his hand over his chin. I can't give up now. Taking a deep, but painful breath, he locked eyes with his enemy. "Let's get one thing straight, Bishop. I will never be yours!" Hearing the approaching footsteps from his enemies, Leo shot forward again. With a furious roar he struck, his katana just missing Bishop's shoulder. With a satisfied smirk, Bishop turned his body and punched Leo straight on his liver, making him gasp out. Knowing there was no option and no time, Leo pushed himself to overcome the pain and managed to block the next attack which was aimed straight to his head. Swiftly he jumped out of the way, only to attack again instantly. His eyes followed the movement of Bishop's right arm, which lashed out to his side again.

That's it! In one movement Leo shed one katana and with the same hand he grabbed Bishop's arm, which had already collided with his painful side. Making sure Bishop couldn't go anywhere, he positioned his katana vertically and struck downwards, right through the agent's foot. With a scream of pain Bishop tried to stumble backwards, only to find out his foot was pinned down in the ground. "You cursed mutant!" Bishop yelled, the anger clear in his voice. "You will pay for this!" He brought his hand to his jacket and reached inside it. Leo didn't see it though, he already moved forward the moment he had brought his katana down. Knocking out an agent who made a desperate attempt to stop him, Leo targeted the black device. Gripping the hilt of his other katana, he unshed it and used all of his force to slice through the top. Immediately static noises were hearable and sparks flew out of the large gash he had created. Suddenly he felt a very sharp pain on the back of his arm which spread out quickly to his shoulder and back. Slowly he turned his head to see what was going on. Bishop was still standing on the same spot with the same expression on his face, the only thing that was different, was the oddly shaped gun in his hand. "Oh yes, Leonardo. You will be mine."

Leo's hand went to his arm and he felt a small dart sticking out of it. Slightly panicking he ripped it out, seeing it was already empty. This is not good. He didn't know it was the dart, or the panic, but breathing seemed to get harder. I've gotta get out. At that moment he burst into a sprint, straight towards Bishop who did not expect this. "You blasted turtle. I will get - Argh!"

In the middle of his sentence Leo had grabbed his katana that was still stuck in the ground and ripped it out in an instant as he continued to run.

"You will not get far, freak!" he heard Bishop yell as he turned away from the agents in front of him, who already started to aim their weapons again now that there was nothing more to defend. Reaching into another compartment of his belt, he took out a smoke bomb and threw it behind him, hoping the fog would give him a little bit of a lead. Although the bullets and beams pierced the mist instantly and were still hitting target, Leo did hear the running footsteps fading out and he knew he was losing them. The moment he skidded around a corner, his heart started to stutter violently, making him fall down on one knee. "This is so not good…" he breathed. Taking a couple of deep breaths, Leo tried to lower his heart rate. Noticing it didn't work, he grunted back a curse. "I need to get home." With a groan he got up and a dizzy wave crashed over him. Stumbling forward a couple of steps, he leaned his hand against the wall for support as he tried to take over the feeling in his body again. Suddenly he heard some shouted commandos just a few blocks away, and he knew he didn't had time to dwell any longer. Collecting all of his strength, Leo took off, trembling because of the effort it took him. A couple of alleys later, he finally saw the manhole which was the closest to the lair. Reaching out of his katana, and missing two times to his displeasure, he finally unshed it and prodded the point between the lid and the street. "Come on..." he hissed as his vision blurred beyond recognition when he used his katana as a lever to lift the lid, since he knew his muscles were too weak to do it manually. Finally the lid popped open and he shoved it over so he could climb into the hole. At that moment his heart decided to jump again and everything went black. Leo felt himself fall backwards and with a painful crash he hit the ground in the tunnel. Moaning in agony he tried to focus as he scrambled on all fours. "Almost… home…" He took a step as pain flared through his body. "Not… givin' up..." Gritting his teeth together, he pushed himself over the edge and started to walk. Every step seemed to wear him out even more and he did not know how much longer he could go on.

In what seemed like an eternity he finally saw the entrance of the lair through the blurriness of his vision. Stumbling the last few feet, he fumbled with the code with his trembling hands. As he heard the door unlock and open, he gave a relieved smile, even as all of his pain seemed to overtake him in an instant. He did not even feel himself fall forward, or noticed how his vision went black. There was only one thought that mattered to him: I'm home.

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