Chapter 7

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"Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!" Donnie said out loud, typing really fast on his laptop. His eyes were as wide as dinner-plates. He was occupied, trying to find Raph's location somehow, but he had no luck. Leo stared at him and sighed. "Donnie, you've been on that laptop since yesterday. Take a chill pill and relax–" "How can I possibly relax if Raph is missing and in the hand of those jerks!? They left no evidence and who knows where they are! Who could logically relax in this situation!?" Donnie snapped back, but still gazing at his monitor.

A deep sigh left Leo's mouth. He brought his hand up to the headset in his ear slit. "Hey. Any luck, Mikey?" He asked worried. His brother was wandering through the city, looking for any possible suspicious activity. But there was nothing. Mikey sighed and shoved his free hand in his hoodie. "Nothing, bro. All the buildings and places are fancy as ever. I don't even know where I am." He said distantly and desperately.

"We will find him, okay Mike? Don't lose hope." Leo said with a soft, but firm and reassuring voice. He heard a chuckle from his youngest brother on the other side. "Me? Have ya ever seen me give up? Nah! 'Cause Mikey knows no giving up!" Leo unintentionally giggled at that, shaking his head from side to side. "Of course, the mighty and great Michelangelo would never ever give up. That was a stupid speech for you." He said through his smile, but his grin quickly vanished. Someone needed to tell them the exact same, though.

"Alright Mikey. Come back home. It's almost 6:30 P.M. and you know it's cold outside at night." "Okie dokie bro!" Then he hung up. Leo inhaled deeply and exhaled from his mouth. "Do you think we could find him, Leo?" Leo's head snapped to Donnie's direction, startled. Leo frowned and gripped his brother's shoulder. "You bet we will find him! We won't give up, like I said earlier to Mike. We can't lose a brother like this, not now, not ever." Leo said firmly, looking firm while a tight knot was on his lips.

"Yeah. That's right.." Silence.
"Have you tried tracking his phone's GPS yet?" Leo asked curiously. Donnie paused for a moment and sighed. "Yeah, I did. But no good. All his data about location has disappeared like smoke." Leo exhaled a shaky breath, nodding sadly. Until, he saw a grin on his brother's lips. "But.."

"I do have his last location saved. I actually just thought of it now." He quickly typed in some commands and words, leaving Leo clueless but also hopeful.

"We will have his last location about.." His voice drifted as he typed a certain button on the keyboard. "..now."

There was a red dot on the screen, beeping and flashing on and off. Donnie looked at the location details. "..The dot is on a road outside the city. It's just a bit far from NY. We'll be there in no time if we move now!" Donnie explained, standing up to collect his stuff. "Then what are we waiting for? Get the mini-truck ready!" Leo ordered, running to his room to get ready. Once he was in his bedroom, he contacted Mikey. "Hey Mike! Meet us at the main street!" He rather yelled, getting his jacket and scarf on. "I don't know what's going on, but whatever you say dude!"
"That's my lil bro." Leo mused, hanging up.

Minutes later, they hopped in the mini-truck with their supplies.

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"AH!" A yelp of agony was heard as he got thrown to the wall. Grabbing his side, Raph groaned and whimpered in pain. After minutes of him crashing around the room, he was finally starting to see blurry. His head was spinning faster than ever.

"You made too much noise for the past two days. I'm tired of hearing your scratchy voice all over again." Rahzar said with so much disgust, sharpening his long claws. Amber eyes shining through the dark, those sights gave Raph the chills. "M-Maybe if you don't throw me around like a toy..I-I would shut up, you asshole!" His voice was raspy, low, but still confident.

His looks and body were messed up. His clothes were ripped apart, leaving him with only his also ripped Jean. He had swollen eyes, busted lips and bruised body. The most damaged place, though, was his mind.

Raph suddenly started coughing severely, struggling to breathe. The next thing he tasted was blood. As if he wasn't having problems enough, the problem himself stepped into the view. "You can leave." Raph cringed at the voice. He tried his best not to throw up and gag. Hearing him after what he's done is itself terrifying and disgusting.

"Not..again." He panted out, his nerves exploding. But what he saw next, was pitch black and darkness.

(not the best chapter but hey! Something is better than nothing! >:D)

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