ROTTMNT Stuff (And Some 2k12)

Of Monsters and Men

(Shit just got real)
/////////////

The three brothers entered Donnie's room, nervous looks upon their faces. They looked down towards the floor, or in Leo's case, at the wall.
"Hey Don?" Raph spoke up.
"Yes dear brethren?" He looked over at them, face dropping onto one of mild concern. "Is something wrong? You didn't break anything did you?"
"No- not exactly. We kinda have to tell ya somethin' before we tell ya the other thing—" The snapper shook his head in defense.
"Alright. . That isn't suspicious at all, he said without sarcasm." He cocked an eyebrow.
"Heh. . Yeah uhh— Well y'know how your tech is at the lair. . ?"
"Yes—? What does this have to do with my tech?"
"Well. . It- It ain't really in the lair. ." He said slowly, twiddling his thumbs.
"You- you're kidding. I may be slow to jokes but I can just tell this is a really bad one— How would you even know? You haven't even been to the lair." He crossed his arms.
"It- it ain't a joke Dee." Mikey spoke. "We actually went a few days ago. ."
"You. . You did what?"
"We—"
"No no- I heard you— but why? Why did you— What made you—" He threw his hands around in exasperation, trying to find the question.
"Because we wanted to know if he had improved. And we were gonna go grab you some blueprints and a few materials for you and that's how we found out." Leo replied, stepping closer.

"Oh, alright then. . So he- he got rid of it all—?"
"Yeah, he did." The slider sighed.
"Wh- where? Maybe I can find it—" He stood, walking towards the exit of the room before being held back by his twin.
"Don— It- It isn't anywhere you could find it—"
"Then where is it?! That was important stuff! I need that!!" He protested, attempting to pull away from him.
"Don stop!"
"Let me go Leo!! I need to find it all! It's important, I need it all! I need SHELLDON!!" He screeched, thrashing about.
"Donnie if you don't stop I'm gonna get Raph to hold you!"
"Why won't you let me get my tech?!" He whipped his head around to face the latter, teeth clenched angrily as tears pricked the corner of his eyes.
"Because it's with the Foot!!" He screamed back, hold tightening on the other's arms so as to not let him escape.
He froze, eyes widening. "W- what. . ?"
"Its- its with the foot. ." He repeated, slowly loosening his grip with a sigh.
"H- how-?"
"Because that damn rat gave it all to them."
"No. . No no no—" He shook his head, pulling his arms from the sliders grip and close to his chest. "No. . No no no no. . ." He fell to the floor, pulling his knees close to his chest as he sat and hid his face. He began absolutely falling apart, completely shutting down and mumbling in a monotone. He held his head, still shaking it. "Shelldon. . No no they have Shelldon— they have my battle shells they have everything no—" He mumbled.

"Donnie. ." The snapper frowned, kneeling in front of the softshell and resting a hand on his shoulder. "Donnie it's okay— We can find it all don't worry none." He spoke in a quiet tone, hunching down to the younger's eye level and rubbing his shoulder soothingly.
He just tensed up, unbelieving of anything he had said. They have everything— They have Shelldon. . They- they have the battle shells and information and—
". . Hey, didn't ya say you had a tracker on like- everythin'?" He questioned calmly.
Suddenly his head snapped up, eyes wide as the older flinched back, startled. "Trackers. . TRACKERS!" He exclaimed, scrambling to a stand and looking around frantically.
"What are you looking for Dee?" Mikey questioned, tilting his head.
"My cuff— I can track it all on the cuff!" He replied, noticing Leo grab it and toss it to him. He caught it, fumbling to get it on his wrist before typing on it.
The others gathered around, watching him type away at an unnatural speed closely.

. . .

"FOUND IT!!"

——————

The squad hid within a large dark corner, watching as the foot generals tinkered with some of the tech from some boxes.
"You were right. . They took- they took everything. . ." Donnie breathed out.
"Yeah. . But it's okay, we'll get it all back Dee." Mikey rested a hand on the latter's shoulders, smiling in reassurance.
"That's- they don't know what some of that could do if they use it wrong. . They could hurt someone— It could explode—"
"But that won't happen Don, not while we're here." The oldest said firmly, turning his head to face the three youngers. "Now, anyone got a pla—"
"Hey!" Leo suddenly yelled out, leaping into action with his swords drawn.
"Leo!" Raph called out, running after the slider with his tōnfas at the ready.
Mikey followed after, kusari-fundo swinging. "It's okay Raphie! It's just the foot faces!" He giggled.
"Give those back!" The slider snapped.
The foot generals looked over at the trio, simply grinning as the skinny one pulled out a small silver orb from his pocket.
Donnie's eyes widened in realization at what the orb actually was, frozen in place within the darkness of the corner. "G- guys!!" He stuttered out, "Move! Move now!!"
The three didn't seem to hear, running directly at the foot generals and ready to—