A/N: Hi there again! Finally, the long awaited extended version of the somewhat Leo-centered chapters of my other fic The Things I Do, requested by yukio87. I've started to rewrite the whole thing, so don't be surprised if some things are a little bit different. For the ones who haven't read The Things I Do, please do, or be completely surprised by this story.

Without much ado, here's chapter one. Please leave a little comment if you liked it!

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Chapter 1

It was a pretty normal evening as Leo ran over the rooftops of New York City. His feet has found the perfect rhythm and contently he jumped up to land with a flip on a lower roof where he continued to run. For the past two and a half hours he had been training on an abandoned construction yard, pushing his agility skills to the test. Using everything in reach, he had urged himself further and further until his muscles started protesting too much. Knowing he could not perform a hundred percent tomorrow with a sore body, he had stopped in time.

As he ran home, he looked at his watch underneath his wrist bandage. Seeing the time, he gave a small grunt. Way too late. Even though he had let his brothers know he could take a while and they shouldn't wait for him, he had to get home to them. It wasn't really necessary, he knew that, but as the oldest he still had the feeling he had to take care of his younger brothers. Especially now their father was in another dimension to attend a funeral of an old acquaintance which was held at the Battle Nexus. Although Leo hated his family to be scattered around different dimensions, he still respectfully said his goodbyes as he saw his father disappear into the portal, hoping everything would go well for their master.

Deep in thought he jumped down a fire escape and silently he landed on the ground. Quickly he made his way through the dark alley and rounded a corner. Immediately he stopped dead in his tracks as he took in the sight in front of him. Within a second his katana were out and silently he berated himself for being so reckless, since he could not turn back unseen. Right in front of him stood John Bishop, accompanied by a small army of his government agents. According to all the technology they had with him, they were up to no good.

A little intrigued, and a bit surprised to see the turtle, Bishop took a step forward. "Well, well, well… If that isn't my good friend Leonardo," he said with a light smirk. Leo clenched his teeth by the laconic way Bishop was acting, and steadied his defending pose. Not taken aback by the action, Bishop continued to move forward. With the same grin he looked around him. "I am not used seeing you alone. Where are your brothers?" he asked, looking around curiously.

Knowing it was best not to answer him, Leo kept quiet and narrowed his eyes. With a satisfied dark chuckle Bishop stopped and straightened his back. "I see. Don't you know it's dangerous to go out alone?"

Leo grunted under his breath, trying to decide what was his best course of action. "What is your business, Bishop?" he finally asked, looking Bishop right in the eyes. Intrigued Bishop cocked his head slightly. "I think my business is least of your concern, Leonardo. I think the real question is… What is yours?"

When Leo didn't answer, Bishop looked the turtle over. He then shook his head as if he had decided something. Right before he turned around, he said, "I will give you a chance to move along, Leonardo." He turned his head back. "I'll suggest you'll take it."

A little surprised Leo lowered his katanas a bit. Bishop didn't want him here? That had bad news written all over it. Regripping his hilts, he tried to look casually past the agents to see what was going on in the background. About a dozen of agents were carrying laptops, which were connected with thick wires to a black box, which was standing on the broken asphalt of the abandoned street. Red moving light strokes indicated the box was on and working on something, and Leo wished Don was here right now. He would probably know what that thing was and what it did. And more importantly - how risky it could be.

"This is your final chance, turtle. If you don't turn away now, I'll make you regret you left your home tonight," Bishop said threateningly, pulling Leo out of his thoughts. Leo gave an inward groan, knowing what was coming now. He wasn't going to back off, since Bishop actually offered it to him, meaning the agent wanted him to leave. This could only mean that whatever he was doing had to be dangerous. So Leo had to take out the unknown box. Unfortunately the device was now heavily guarded by the agents, who were ready for an upcoming attack from him. Giving them a silent, observing glare, Leo came to the conclusion they weren't fully prepared for being discovered, but still it would take a lot to get through. He noticed a few weapons, of which nothing would be immediately lethal, so that was a blessing. Mentally seeking out his strategy he readied himself, preparing for the confrontation. "What are you planning, Bishop?" he asked in a low voice. Bishop turned his head to him. "I told you to turn away -"

"I've heard you," Leo interrupted fiercely. "But I'm not leaving." He moved his front foot a little. "I'll ask again: What are you planning?"

"Like I have said before: That is none of your business. Now move along or I will order my men to change their mission," Bishop said clear and slowly, making it more menacing. Trying not to be taken aback, Leo gritted his teeth together, making up his mind and strategy. He knew there was only one option: Strike fast, disable or destroy the device and don't take any unnecessary risks. A little more confident than he felt, he rose his katanas threateningly. "Make them," he said defiantly with a little tilt of his chin. At that moment he jumped up and attacked the closest agent, who fell unconscious to the ground in an instant.

Bishop gave a roar. "This was not meant to happen tonight!" he hissed through gritted teeth. The mentioned to his armed men. "Change of plans! Take him down!" Bishop ordered, before turning away with an angry expression on his face. "But remember… Keep him alive."

Growling at the comment, Leo ducked for a punch to his head and with a quick jab to a pressure point he knocked out his opponent. He heard the unmistaken charging buzz of an electric weapon and he turned his head to the sound. He pushed himself off the ground and in mid-air he struck his katana down, slicing the gun in half. Even before the agent could react, the blue-banded sword hilt hit his head. Suddenly a bright beam shot over Leo's shoulder, scraping his neck painfully. He felt the white-hot pain caused by the burn, but he couldn't dwell on it for long. Quickly he jumped out of the way, using his swiftness to decrease the distance to the weird device that seemed so important since it was greatly secured. Crossing his swords, he used it as a shield to protect him from some very hard rubber projectiles from another kind of weapon, while turning his shell to another agent to stop a punch that was aimed for his gut. He lashed out with his knee, hitting his opponent hard under the chin and he caught the cracking noise of breaking teeth.

In his movement, his hand shot to one of the compartments of his belt to grab some shuriken when he heard the reloading of a gun. While he threw the stars towards the agent who didn't really had time to aim, but still had a good hit on his plastron making him stumble back a few inches, he was very relieved that the bullets of the weapons were made of rubber. Still painful as shell, but a little less lethal. Hearing a scream out of pain and the clattering of a weapon colliding with the asphalt, Leo knew his shuriken had hit his target and he focussed on his next attack.

Turning his head to see what was going on behind him, a hard fist collided with his jawbone. With an painfull and annoyed grunt he rolled out of the way as he defended himself from another attack from one of the agents.

Leo's eyes gazed quickly over the battlefield. They're with too much. Although he took out a couple, there were still a lot of opponents left who were standing in the way of him and the guarded device. As he had to avoid a metal pipe, and receiving a very nasty knee in his side, he tried to overhear Bishop and one of his men.

"Sir, it's almost not possible to execute two missions at once. It's Blue Target, or the intel," an agent with a very business-like voice said. Bishop shook his head, eying Leonardo closely. "We can. Get as much intel as you can. I'll take care of the turtle," he ordered, bringing his hand to his ear piece.

Blue Target? Seriously? That's suppose to be me? Over my dead body! Lashing out with his right arm, Leo crouched underneath a high kick and burst into a sprint. The moment the agents saw him running, the ones with the guns started shooting at him. Although he was very fast, he wasn't able to avoid everything and he felt the hard projectiles and the hot beams hitting his body, some of them which missed his shell broke the skin unmercifully, leaving large bloody bruises behind. Shell... What did I get myself into? Leo thought, clenching his teeth as he tried to block out the pain.

"Stop shooting you idiots!" Bishop suddenly bellowed, standing protectively in front of the black device. "You are hitting the equipment!"

A little startled the agents lowered their guns, as Leo took this opportunity to move towards Bishop, the only martial arts-skilled agent which separated him from his objective. "Give up, Leonardo. Whatever you do, you are already mine," Bishop said as he prepared for the strike. Raising up his katana, Leo attacked, only to receive a hard kick right in his abdomen. Taking a little distance as he clutched his stomach, Leo estimated his chances. I'm exhausted, but I'm so close… He got to his feet again and ran the back of his hand over his chin. I can't give up now. Taking a deep, but painful breath, he locked eyes with his enemy. "Let's get one thing straight, Bishop. I will never be yours!" Hearing the approaching footsteps from his enemies, Leo shot forward again. With a furious roar he struck, his katana just missing Bishop's shoulder. With a satisfied smirk, Bishop turned his body and punched Leo straight on his liver, making him gasp out. Knowing there was no option and no time, Leo pushed himself to overcome the pain and managed to block the next attack which was aimed to his head. Swiftly he jumped out of the way, only to attack again instantly. His eyes followed the movement of Bishop's right arm, which lashed out to his side again.

That's it! In one movement Leo shed one katana and with the same hand he grabbed Bishop's arm, which had already collided with his painful side. Making sure Bishop couldn't go anywhere, he positioned his katana vertically and struck downwards, right through the agent's foot. With a scream of pain Bishop tried to stumble backwards, only to find out his foot was pinned down in the ground. "You cursed mutant!" Bishop yelled, the anger clear in his voice. "You will pay for this!" He brought his hand to his jacket and reached inside it. Leo didn't see it though, he already moved forward the moment he had brought his katana down. Knocking out an agent who made a desperate attempt to stop him, Leo targeted the black device. Gripping the hilt of his other katana, he unshed it and used all of his force to slice through the top. Immediately static noises were hearable and sparks flew out of the large gash he had created. The red light strokes disappeared and Leo breathed out shortly in relief. Suddenly he felt a very sharp pain on the back of his arm which spread out quickly to his shoulder and back. Slowly he turned his head to see what was going on. Bishop was still standing on the same spot with the same expression on his face, the only thing that was different, was the oddly shaped gun in his hand. "Oh yes, Leonardo. You will be mine," he said with his face twisted in a mix of anger and satisfaction. "You all will be mine."

Leo's hand went to his arm and he felt a small dart sticking out of it. Slightly panicking he ripped it out, seeing it was already empty. This is not good. He didn't know it was the dart, or the panic, but breathing seemed to get harder. I've gotta get out. At that moment he burst into a sprint, straight towards Bishop who did not expect this. "You blasted turtle. I will get - Argh!"

In the middle of his sentence Leo had grabbed his katana that was still stuck in the ground and ripped it out in an instant as he continued to run.

"Run all you want, Leonardo. It's no use!" he heard Bishop yell as he turned away from the agents in front of him, who already started to aim their weapons again now that there was nothing more to defend. Reaching into another compartment of his belt, he took out a smoke bomb and threw it behind him, hoping the fog would give him a little bit of a lead. Although the bullets and beams pierced the mist instantly and were still hitting target, Leo did hear the running footsteps fading out and he knew he was losing them. He kept on running through and the moment he skidded around another corner, his heart started to stutter violently, making him fall down on one knee. "This is so not good…" he breathed. Taking a couple of deep breaths, Leo tried to lower his heart rate. Noticing it didn't work, he grunted back a curse. "I need to get home. I need Donnie." With a groan he got up and a dizzy wave crashed over him. Stumbling forward a couple of steps, he leaned his hand against the wall for support as he tried to take over the feeling in his body again. Listening in as good as he could, he tried to hear the agents, but he couldn't hear. Did I lost them already?

As he felt his chest tighten, he knew he didn't had time to dwell any longer. Collecting all of his strength, Leo took off, trembling because of the effort it took him. A couple of alleys later, he finally saw the manhole he was looking for. Reaching out for his katana on his back, and missing two times to his displeasure, he finally unshed it and prodded the point between the lid and the street. "Come on..." he hissed as his vision blurred beyond recognition when he used his katana as a lever to lift the lid, since he knew his muscles were too weak to do it manually. Finally the lid popped open and he shoved it over so he could climb into the hole. At that moment his heart decided to jump again and everything went black. Leo felt himself fall backwards and with a painful crash he hit the ground in the tunnel. Moaning in agony he tried to focus as he scrambled on all fours. "Almost… home…" He took a step as pain flared through his body. "Not… givin' up..." Gritting his teeth together, he pushed himself forward and started to walk. Every step seemed to wear him out even more and he did not know how much longer he could go on.

In what seemed like an eternity he finally saw the entrance of the lair through the blurriness of his vision. Stumbling the last few feet, he fumbled with the code with his trembling hands. As he heard the door unlock and open, he gave a relieved smile, even as all of his pain seemed to overtake him in an instant. He did not even feel himself fall forward, or noticing how his vision went black. There was only one thought that mattered to him: I'm home.

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