I hate you. Who knew those three words could do so much to a person, or turtle. After a heated argument those three words leave Leo with a fragile mindset. He's drowning in his own mind, falling into a deep depression, succumbing to self hatred. Will his brother be able to save his broken mind before it's too late. Will Leo ever be the same again. This story includes self harm, eating disorders and may even include attempted suicide. This is a trigger warning!! I'm also writing this as an awareness to anyone who may be suffering with depression.

Leona's job isn't any normal job. She works for 3 brothers who pay her to seduce men and kill them after a night of fun. Sooner or later she realizes what she was truly meant to be. Sorry for the horrible description. (Note: cover is not mine and the turtles aren't mine either)

What if only one turtle had been captured? Leonardo of course because I love him suffering. Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo and Splinter are 'presumed' dead and Leo has been captured for his blood. The worst thing is.... The blue banded turtles given up....

Losing something that's worthless is nothing, but losing a child is something. Master Splinter never knew how it happened, but one day when he woke up and went to go check on his four sons....there were only three. He looked high and low, looked everywhere he could and everywhere he knew his missing son would go. But he never found his missing son. Not until 10 years later, when his son comes to him.