Author's Note: Here's the next chapter. From here on things get good.

Chapter 4: It Begins

"Hey was taken?" April asked in shock.

"Yes," Leo nodded while looking at the floor. "It seems that they were only after him."

It took a bit of time for Leo to think of something, he knew a plan was needed but going in blind wasn't the way to go. Then the thought of their red haired friend came to mind. April could help them out in this case, so they called her over and explained the situation to her.

"Why would they want Donny?" She asked, while sitting on the couch in the lair, everyone surrounding her.

"We don't know," Raph answered from behind her, arms crossed. "We couldn't exactly ask them."

"All we know is that we have to bust Don out of the Foot HQ," Mikey responded from the other side of the couch.

"How are you going to do it?" April asked in curiosity.

It was then Splinter walked forward, both hands on top of his walking stick, "Miss O'Neal, my sons require your help on this, as you are the only one that can help at the moment."

"How so?"

"We need you to hack into the Foot's mainframe and look for ways in," Leo then explained.

"What?" She asked a bit shocked.

"We know it's asking a lot but you're the only one we can turn to at the moment."

"But…I'm not that skilled as Donny, and also after the last times you broke into their HQ they must have upgraded their systems up a huge notch."

"So you can't do it?" Mikey asked, everything feeling a little dread.

"No, no I'm pretty sure I can," she reassured after seeing their faces. "It just might take some time."

"How much time do you require?" Splinter asked.

"That's the thing, I don't really know for sure."

Both of Donny's eyes open when the sound of his cell door opening hit his ears. Looking he saw three Foot ninjas entering, one of them carrying some rope. Before he knew it the first ninja rammed into the olive green turtle, driving his arm into the turtle's neck.

"Do not resist, or it will get worse," the first one spoke.

While he was talking the other two carefully unlocked the chains from his wrists then tying both hands together in front. Once the rope was secure the first Foot ninja took his arm away, leaving Don to take a gulp of air. Both foot chains were unlocked and the purple clad turtle was forcibly pulled to his feet and shoved forward towards the door. It was obvious to Don that he is being taken somewhere else. Before he could exit the room a black bag was placed over his head, cutting off his sights. Donny put up a struggle but the Foot ninja grabbed and held his arms, but a hard blow to his shell caused him to stumble and stop his struggles. Feeling himself being grabbed Don was then marched to an unknown location.

Not even a minute passed before both ears could pick up that another door had been open and he was shoved inside. Don was marched a few more feet before his captors then forced him to sit down on something, a chair or something. Before he knew it he felt something cold restraining his ankles. The rope binding his hands were cut but they were then forced onto what he could assume was armrests. The same cold feeling came as he was restrained into the chair. Donny pulled at the restraints that held his legs and wrists but they were solid, most likely metal.

The bag was ripped off; making the purple clad turtle's eyes squint as the only light in the room partially blinded him. Waiting a few seconds he was able to fully open both eyes and take in his surroundings.

The room he's in is bare, except for a table and chairs; there were four stone walls with a metal door. The only source of light was one light that hung above. Looking down Don found that he was indeed restrained in a chair. One that was made of wood and on the armrests and legs were metal manacles that held his arms and legs.

There were at least five Foot ninjas inside. Two sitting down, one standing up and a two more wheeled over a small cart of some kind. "We brought it," One of them said.

"Good, attach them now," the one standing ordered.

Nodding the two reached into the cart and pulled out some kind of wires that were attached to some kind of pad. "Electrodes," Don Thought as he figured out what they were. Both eyes locked onto the two Don saw as they pulled some sort of small battery packs that are attached to some kind of band. Connecting the electrodes to the packs Donny's heart started to pick up as the two walked over to him. The one to his right side kneeled down and grabbed his hand. Instinctively he curled it into a fist, but this angered his captor.

"Uncurl your hand," He ordered.

"No," Don glared. There was no chance he was going to listen to them.

"Do it or I'll force you to." Nothing but silence came after that.

A gasp left the olive green turtle as the Foot ninja grabbed his wrist and pressed a thumb on a pressure point. A small bit of pain radiated and soon Don's hand slowly uncurled. Still holding onto it Don could only watch as the second Foot ninja then placed the electrodes on the skin right between his fingers. Once they were secure the presser point was let go, much to the purple clad turtle's relief. "What are they planning?" He thought to himself, a still a bit confused at what was going on.

They moved over to his other hand and repeated the same thing. Seeing as to what happened when he resisted Don let them get away with it, there wasn't much he could do to resist. He then watched as they lined the wires along his arms until they reached his biceps. Grabbed the battery packs they wraps the bands around his arms and tied them tightly onto him.

Don grits his teeth as he let this happen, He would stop them but most likely they would force him to listen and he couldn't stop it. Once they were done he was surprised when they knelt down lower. He felt them grab his toes and spread them, only to feel the same electrodes being place on the skin in between. They lined the wires and connect them to the same battery pack. Once they finished they back off, leaving Don to wonder what they were going to do.

The Foot ninja in that was standing seemed to be the leader of this small group, because he grabbed a small device from the cart and approached him. "Listen, and listen well turtle."

"Like I have any choice," Don responded, mockingly. All he could do was to try to tick these guys off, even if it was a bad idea.

"I'd watch your mouth if I were you," he warned, as he approached the bound turtle. "Do you happen to know what's attached to you?"

"Yes."

"Then you know what would happen if I were to turn this knob," The ninja placed two fingers onto the knob that was on the device.

Donny's eyes narrowed as he saw this, from what he could tell depending on how much that knob is turned it will send a jolt of electricity to the connected areas. And since the electrodes were connected to sensitive parts of his skin then the shock would hurt like shell.

"What are you going to do?" Don then started to get scared, his heart raced again at the prospect of what they have planned.

"We're going to play a little game," he responded, with a bit of an evil gleam. "I'm going to give you some phrases to say and you are to repeat them. If you don't then you'll get shocked."

Things started to get into dangerous waters; whatever it is they wanted him to say couldn't be good. Now he's nervous, and his hands clenched into fists. "Whatever it is they're going to have me do isn't good at all." he thought.

"Acknowledge the Shredder as your master," The Foot ninja then spoke.

"What?" Don responded, caught off guard at that. The one holding the device turned the knob. All of Donny's senses felt like they were turned on as a current of electricity hit him. "AH!" he cried out as pain filled him. But just like that it was over, leaving the purple clad turtle breathing quickly. That was a rush, a bad one to be exact. It was as if Don's mind had scrambled but it took a few seconds for him to focus again.

"That was a warning, next one won't be that short," The ninja warned. "Now again, acknowledge the Shredder as your master."

Don gulped, but held a brave face, "Never." He knew he'd get shocked but he would never identify the Shredder as his master. Both eyes watched as the knob was turned. "AH!" he screamed out again as the current flowed into him, a small bit of pain radiating and then growing as the power was kept on. After five seconds it ended, causing Don to gasp and pant as it felt like the air was robbed out of him. His heat rate increasing as he felt the organ thumping fast inside of him.

The Foot ninjas all grinned underneath their masks, loving what they were seeing right now. The one holding the controller then spoke up, "Renounce your family."

Donny was coherent enough to hear was he was being told, and it made him angry. There was no way he would say that, "No."

Once again the knob was turned and Don cried out in pain as the electrodes did its work. The shocks were now spreading more into his body now. This time around the current was left on for ten seconds before it was turned off. The olive green turtle gasped once it ended, his breathing increased as it turned shallow, and his heart rate increased by a few BPMs. Already the effects of the electric shocks were starting to have an effect. His hands were shaking and he could feel a bit of numbness in the tips of his fingers. "N-Not...good...I don't know...if I-I...I can take a lot more..."

"Acknowledge the Shredder as your master!" he was ordered again.

"No…" Don spoke again, then cried out as the shocks happened again. The duration of the shocks were slightly increased. Once it was turned off Donny felt like he had been holding his breath underwater. He gasps for air, his breathing now heavy, the pain radiating more and the numbness spreading. The shanking in his hands had transferred to his arms.

"Renounce your family!" the order hit his ears.

Donatello was too busy trying to gulp up as much air as possible to answer, so he just shook his head no, but that just cause the shocks to continue, once again cries of pain sounded from Don. He wanted to talk, but it felt as if he did his throat would burn from pain. This routine continued on for nearly half an hour, the Foot trying to get Don to repeat the words they say, but the olive green turtle refuse to.

His whole body was trembling as the last round just finished, Don tried his best to gulp down air; his heart beating like it would burst from his chest. His vision was a bit blurry but he could tell that the Foot were enjoying his torture.

His hands and feet felt nump also part of his forearms and legs. The tingle from the shocks were still there, causing parts of him to twitch. Breathing hurt him, as it was like the air burned against his dry throat. Don wasn't sure how much more he could take.

"That's it for now, take him back to his cell," the leader told the others. As Don was being unlocked from the manacles the leader looked at his captive. "Those electrodes are going to stay on. Do not try to remove them or else you won't like what happens."

Don is still a bit out of it to respond to what he was told. Too weak to fight back ether when he was then picked up and carried out of the room and back to his cell. He was greatful that they stopped, chances are he might have passed out if it continued.

The heavy door closed as Donny sat with his back against the cold wall. The chains locked back onto his hands and ankles, like it would even matter since his body's numb and trembling. Looking down both eyes saw the wires that lead to the electrodes that were connected to his hands and feet. The warning still fresh on his mind on what removing them would get him. He decided to not to worry about them right now.

A yawn left him as fatigue set in. His body's exhausted and he wanted nothing more than just to sleep. "Maybe...after a quick rest...I'll be able to think...straight." Leaning his head back both of his eyes slowly closed, nothing but sleep on his mind.

Both eyes then flashed open as a quick jolt shock hit him, alerting his senses. Body's snapped awake as he looked around, but found nothing. "What the?" he spoke to himself.

A few seconds passed but then he relaxed, thinking that his captors had an itchy finger he resumed trying to get some sleep. Both eyes closed once again but at an instant the same shock happened, jolting both eyes open. Ok something was defiantly wrong, they were shocking him for some reason now. Getting his body to relax Don then started to think of reasons, till one hit him. Experimentally he closed both eyes, not even a second later the shocks happened again. A gasp escaped him as it was confirmed; they weren't going to let him sleep.

Both eyes scanned the cell for a camera, but he couldn't see any. Chances are it was small and concealed so he couldn't see it. He knew now he was being watched, and now he wasn't allowed to sleep. Anytime he would close his eyes they would see it and shock him awake. This was bad, because on one hand he's dead tired, and two he wouldn't be able to focus that much without sleep. Things could only get worse from here.

Two days, that's how long it had been since their brother was taken from them. Well in actually it was more like a day and a half. The three brothers and their father had to wait that long as their friend April worked. It was a long agonizing wait, since everyone was concerned about Donatello's safety. Heck they couldn't return to their normal day routines because of that. They all stood around where April was working, ready for when she finished her task. None of them spoke; they hardly ate or even slept for that matter. It wasn't like they were going to have the peace of mind they would need.

"Hey guys I got it," She called out. A look a relief appeared on the three teen's faces as they made their way over to her.

"What did you find?" Leo was the first to ask.

"I managed to find the layout of the building, I might be able to find a way in for you guys if I can keep looking around," she responded as she typed away.

"How's their security?"

"Pretty high, it seems like they aren't cutting any corners this time around."

"Any information on where they may be holding Donny?" Mikey asked, hoping for the best.

"Hold on," She responded as he checked some of the files she had access to. "No I'm not finding anything on him."

"They may not want to leave a trail of your brother's presence," Master Splinter spoke from behind.

"That makes sense," April agreed as she went back to looking through the files. "With this layout I can guide you guys through the building from here."

"Good, now we need a plan on how to get in," Leo spoke as he took a step back.

"No Leo, that'll take time," Raph spoke up. "We already spent enough time waiting; we should go now and get Donny."

"Raph I know you're concerned but we need to think straight about this, it won't help if we go in noisy and risk rescuing Don."

"But who knows what they're doing to him, we have to act fast now."

"We're not helping Don if we let the Foot know of our presence," Leo narrowed his eyes at his brother.

"And we're not helping him either if we're standing here doing nothing!" Raph shouted back.

"Raphael!" Splinter called out to his second oldest. "Leonardo is right. As much as we all want Donatello back, it's not going to do you all any good to go in and let the Foot know of your presence. You cannot let your worry and distress cloud your judgment."

Raph gritted his teeth, but then blew a frustrated sigh, "Yes sensei."

The aged rat nodded as he looked at his eldest son, "Leonardo, do you have a plan?"

"Still thinking Master Splinter, we just need to find the right opening," the leaf green turtle responded, but then looked back at his red headed friend. "Is there anything else in there that can help us April?"

"Not sure, I don't really see any ways inside that aren't alarmed."

"Hey wait, what about this?" Mikey pointed on the monitor.

April raised an eye as she looked at what the sea green turtle pointed at, as did his brothers. "I don't know…that could be a possibility but how would you accomplish that?"

"I have a plan," Mikey smiled, which earned him worried looks from everyone else.

Donatello cried out in pain as one of his Foot tormenters hit him in the plastron with a stun baton. The air was knocked out of his lungs as he slumped forward in the wooden chair he's restrained to. A few seconds passed before he could take in a gulp of much needed air. His breathing is fast and shaky.

"Acknowledge the Shredder as your master," the leader of the small group commanded.

For the nearly two days they had been at it, the same thing over and over. They kept bringing him to this same room and repeated the same torture. They kept giving him phrases to say and they expected the olive green turtle to repeat them. When he refused they'd turn the electrodes on and shock him. Now they added stun batons and their fists into the mix.

"No…" Donny responded weakly. For the past day and a half they refused to let him sleep. Don's mind was foggy and he couldn't think straight, all he wanted to do was keel over but they weren't going to let him. "AH!" he cried out as he was backhanded on the back of his head. "So tired...I can't think...when are they going to stop?"

"Admit that your brothers don't care about you."

"N-No…" the purple clad turtle repeated, but cried out as the electrodes were turned on again, shocking him. That was another thing that was a big torment; the electrodes they stuck on his hands and feet were kept on him. They were the main reason why he couldn't sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, or anything that related to him trying to rest they would shock him. At a point he tried to mediate but the shocks proved to pull him from his trance, so he had to give up on that. Even though the possibility of contacting his father on the astral plane was on his mind he couldn't ever reach it.

Don lost track of how long they had been at this, heck he didn't even bother, he was too tired to care. Still he would never repeat anything they told him to say.

"Renounce your family," The leader ordered.

"N…Never…" That response was rewarded with a strike across the face with a stun baton and a quick shock from the electrodes, causing Don to cry out. The pain from eairler radiating as it was renewed.

The Foot that was in charge opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by his comm. Walking away he answered, much to the relief of Donatello.

"Yes sir, what is it?"

Oroku Saki's voice could be heard, but it was only for the lone ninja to hear. "Enough time has passed; proceed to the next part of the plan."

"Are you sure sir?"

"Yes, do it, I'll be watching through the cameras," With that the transmission ended.

Donny breathed in and out, trying to get his breathing under control and tried to endure the pain that currently radiated through him. He was very thankful for whatever caused the small break he got. Just then the other Foot that were in the room started to unlock the manacles that held him, apparently his current session was over or something else.

Pulling the turtle to his feet Don then could feel them pull his arms behind his shell then they started to tie them. It didn't matter; Donny was too weak and tired to try to fight back. Blindfolding him again they marched him out of the room. "What's happening now?"

A few minutes passed and Don found himself kneeling on the ground of another room. After what seemed like a long time the blindfold was removed and now Don could see where he was. He had managed to regain some of his senses and suppressed some of the pain. Apparently the new room was some training room of some sorts. There were various empty weapon racks, the weapons locations were unknown, and there were a few fire pits, all of them but one was off. An eye raised in curiosity as to why only one fire pit was on.

Right now there were only two Foot ninjas in the room with him. He wanted to say the leader from before was one of them but couldn't tell because of the masks. Just then something caught his eye; in the hands of one of the ninjas was his Bo staff! He could only watch helplessly as the Foot twirled the staff in his hands, and inspecting it like it was his. This made Don angry.

"Such fine craftsmanship," the ninja spoke, judging by the voice it was the same leader as before. "You must be proud to have this."

Donny didn't respond, not wanting to give them the satisfaction they wanted. He didn't like the fact that he was holding his weapon. If his hands weren't tied and he was at hundrend percent he would beat him for his weapon back. Both eyes watched as he twirled it more. "If this were in more capable hands then this would be such a deadly weapon," using both hands he then pulled the staff back. "Like now."

With that he swung and hit Don right across the face with his own weapon, "Ugh!" Pulling back the butt end was rammed in the center of the plastron, then right across the face again.

"How does it feel turtle," Another blow to the plastron, followed by more cries of pain. "Knowing your very weapon is causing you pain."

Both of the purple clad turtle's eyes squeezed shut as he was knocked down on his side. Another blow came raining down into his side, instinct caused him to curl up the best he could.

"How does it feel that the very weapon you put your trust in to," rapid blows were now being delivered. "The very weapon you trust your life with is causing you pain!"

All Don could do was cry out as his weapon kept hitting into him, the pain from earlier being renewed. This was something he never expect happen, the weapon he use is being used against him. A pang a betray hit him as this happened but the reason for it eased it a bit. Just then powerful blow to the plastron was made before it ended. This left the olive green turtle on his side, panting and cringing in pain.

The second Foot ninja then yanked the turtle back to kneeling position, pulling his head up so he would look. He wants the turtle's full attention for this.

"Say goodbye to your weapon."

The words took a few seconds to register in the genius turtle's mind but once they did his eyes widen. "N-No…"

He could only watch in horror as the leader held the Bo Staff horizontal and the second unsheathed his katana. Raising it up Don took an intake of air as the blade was brought down. The sword ended up embedding itself into the staff.

"Hmm, strong wood, again," he ordered. The blade was lodge free and the rose up to slice it again. They did it a couple more times and soon the sword sliced through the wood, breaking the staff in half.

Donny felt as if a part of him was destroyed, his one and only weapon sliced right before his eyes. Just then both eyes widen in horror as the leader that held the parts of his staff moved over to the fire pit. "N-No!" He moved on his knees out of instinct but the second Foot ninja held him back.

The leader smiled underneath his mask as he dropped the pieces of wood into the flame, like they were normal pieces of fire wood. Donny could only watch in horror as his weapon was burned. Both eyes locked on as his mouth dropped. Things seemed like it was slowing down as the remnants of his beloved weapon were starting to turn to ash.

Both Foot ninjas watched the look they receive, they were enjoying this big time. The leader of the two then approached Don; reaching forward he then roughly grabbed Donatello's purple bandana off of his head.

The olive green turtle could only growl as he could do nothing to stop them, what more can they do to him?

The leader smiled as he looked down at his captive, "From this moment on, you are no longer Donatello."

"I don't think so," Don responded, anger starting to build.

"Yes so," The Foot addressed. "Your new name is now Junko."

Donny's eyes narrowed as he heard that name; recalling the Japanese lessons Master Splinter gave him and his brothers in their youth; he knew what that name meant: Obedience. "I will never answer to that name, my name is Donatello."

"Not anymore, Junko," the leader responded as he moved back over to the fire. Don could only watch wide eyed as his bandana was held above the flames, obvious as to what they were going to do. He tried to move forward but he was held back. The one holding the bandana then released the fabric; the mask then sank down and was consumed in the fires.

Once again Donatello could only watch as the last piece of possession he currently had was engulfed in flames. Both his bandana and weapon were now gone, only to be turned into ash. Though he would never admit it Don felt as if a piece of himself was burning in the flames.

A/N: Hope you like, hopefully you all get what i'm trying to do know. Things only get better from here, if you know what I mean. I'll update the next chapter as soon as I can.