Hurt But Not Broken

Chp 8 ~ Hallucinations

Splinter's P.O.V (Night time)

Dr. Rockwell moved impossibly fast even for levitating the whole time. He worked on Casey for a few hours while Splinter assisted in every way he could. Leatherhead and Slash were back in record timing with the blood that Casey needed.

As Dr. Rockwell finished repairing the damage done to Casey's stomach by Tigerclaw's fire bullet Splinter made April rest on one of the couches alongside Pete, who had passed out soon after Slash left.

Splinter was now helping Dr. Rockwell cauterize the bleeding while he cleansed the wound.
Mr. Kurtsman was talking quietly with Slash and Leatherhead.

"There," Dr. Rockwell tore Splinter's attention from Mr. Kurtsman. He had needle and thread in his hands. "I just have to stitch him up and let the blood do its work."

"Very good," Splinter smiled slightly. Casey was sweating a lot and his face was no longer a grimace of pain. He was going to be okay just like Splinter promised his youngest; Michelangelo. Splinter's ears drooped at the thought of his sons.

"How is he?" Mr. Kurtsman asked as he, Slash, and Leatherhead walked up and looked down at Casey.

"He is stabilised. I finished working on the wound. It will require around 7 stitches." Dr. Rockwell affirmed seriously while his hands worked. Splinter turned and put the utensils down to look at them.

"I have something I need to discuss with you, my friends." Splinter began by looking at Slash and Leatherhead.

Both of them were hardly injured because of their mutated forms. They were perfect for what Splinter had planned.

"What's wrong?" Slash asked as he crossed his arms. "Did you sense something about your sons?" Splinter shook his head, they slumped in response.

"I have a plan that will require you two to help me," Splinter said and they perked up again.

Mr. Kurtsman smiled.
"That's a good idea," He replied while nodding at the two mutants. "I can stay here and look after the injured." They smiled.

"What do you have planned Great Splinter?" Leatherhead asked eagerly. Splinter smiled slightly.

"We know where they are. I learned from Michelangelo that they are being kept underground and after the battle yesterday I believe they are held under a warehouse." Splinter explained making them blinked in shock.

"The warehouse that those mutants were standing in front of before they shot the kid?" Slash glared and Splinter nodded once. "What do you want us to do?"

"Their numbers are overwhelming," Splinter started while watching as the news unfazed them. "I need you two to distract long enough for me to sneak inside and grab my sons. I also need you two push the enemy back so I can carry them to the van."

"Sounds good," Leatherhead agreed instantly. "I have much anger towards them that it will be my pleasure."

"Yes," Slash smirked at Leatherhead. "So angry it won't be much of a challenge and we might join you after we're done."

"Thank you," Splinter nodded with a determined smile. Dr. Rockwell snickered while he stitched Casey and Mr. Kurtsman also smirked.

"Here," He said as he walked up to the team. He handed them new ear pieces. "This way you can talk to each other out there. Coordinate better. Come back here when you have them and we can all patch their injuries."

"Thanks," Splinter smiled in gratitude. He nodded. Splinter turned to his friends. "I would like to leave now, if you do not mind. I won't come back until I have my sons."