Leo sat at the kitchen table drinking some tea, giving up on sleep all together. Don had gone to the junkyard to look for the parts that he needed. From what Leo could understand, Don had needed some computer parts for the helicopter he had remodeled, but Leo wasn't positive, so he sent Mikey with Don, feeling a bit better if someone was watching Don's back. It wasn't that he doubted Donatello's skills; he knew that Don could break bones with his bo, but he knew that the brainiac could also get so focused on something that he would block out everything else. Leo smiled to himself, figuring that Donatello had had to learn how to block out external distractions; what with Mikey and his games, Raph's music, and the pranks that those two were always pulling on each other. Don wouldn't have been able to accomplish anything if he hadn't learned how to block out his brothers. Even though Don had soundproofed his lab, Leo knew that some of his projects he couldn't be done in that small of an area, and Don preferred to leave the soundproofing off so that he could hear what was going on inside the lair in case it was attacked, or more importantly, if Mikey and Raph broke something when they were wrestling.
He got up to get some left over pizza from the fridge, but as he got up , the bond that he shared with his brothers told him that Raph was in trouble. He immediately turned around and headed for the exit. Because of their training, all of his brother's had a sixth sense of when they were in trouble, like when they needed to duck or jump to avoid a thrown star or knife. Don said that it was from their animal instincts that they had retained when they mutated. Master Splinter said it came from their ninjitsu training. Wherever it came from Leo was grateful for it and used that feeling to direct him thru the sewers. He wasn't surprised when that sixth sense led him topside and across the rooftops towards an old meeting house that Leo recognized from one of their previous fights, he saw the broken stained glass window and immediately headed towards it.
Raph was in trouble and he knew it."Leos gonna have fits If... no when, he sees this," he thought twisting his hands in the handcuffs the purple dragons had put on him. Knowing that somehow in Leo's big brother way he would know that Raph needed his help and would come for him. The fight had started out just fine, Raph mused to himself. He had dropped in and started knocking out dragons left and right, but he hadn't expected the leader to pull a gun on the kid and threaten to shoot him if Raph didn't surrender and give up his weapons; and though it pained him to surrender his weapons, he couldn't let the kid get shot because of him, and now he was kneeling in the middle of the floor with the kid, their hands tied behind them. Raph could see he was actually much younger than Raph had thought. The kid was closer to 8 or 10 rather than 14 like he previously thought.
Now they were both surrounded by the P.D.'s, who were arguing back and forth with each other. Most of them wanted to beat Raph up. They recognized him as the turtle that often thwarted their plans, and always won in a fight. This was their chance to have some payback but their leader kept on refusing to let them for some reason. Right now there leader Dragon Face was on his cell phone talking with someone, but he was too far away for Raph to understand what he was saying. But it looked like he was going to be talking for a while.
"So kid," Raph talked quietly to his fellow captive."How did you get in this mess? Don't you know not to go out at night by yourself, and you never should play with dragons?"
The kid looked at Raph with a strange expression on his face and started to talk away in very fast foreign language that Raph recognized was Spanish. "Well, that explains the clothes." Raph thought
"Hey, hey! No hablo espanol, dude! English?"
The boy nervously licked his lips and shifted his body trying to get comfortable in his tied up condition.
"Look for ghost of jungle!" he stuttered in broken English. "He save brother!"
Raph tried to put together what the boy was saying.
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