Hey guys! It's been FOREVER since I've posted anything, and I apologize. I've been really lazy as of late. But, anyway. This is a rewrite of 'Untitled Until I Come Up With One'. I've decided that if my writing skills have increased, then why not show it? So, that's exactly what I'm doing. I hope you guys enjoy this improved version!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks or Turtles. If I did, I'd have Raph and Duke all to myself! (I know. I'm selfish.)

Ducks and Turtles Unite

Prologue

"Mike! Look out!"

Leonardo's warning came too late, but grabbed the attention of his other two brothers. The three turtles watched, horrorstruck, as the Foot ninja's blade sank deep into their youngest brother's side. It seemed to occur in slow motion, Michelangelo turning at the warning, the ninja charging forward, blade sinking deep within the soft, unprotected flesh. Mike's face bore a pained expression as the katana blade twisted then was pulled out at an equally slow pace that it had went in. The young turtle fell backwards, collapsing onto his back and held his side. He could feel the blackness already trying to close in on him, promising to take the pain away. The turtle fought back, feeling large footsteps coming towards him. His eyesight was blurry, yet he could make out the pale colored mountain coming towards him.

Raphael was the first to react, bounding towards the man, face expressing his anger. The mountain was feet from his little brother when he turned on him. The turtle leapt at the man, having every intension to make a kill. Instead, he was swatted away like a giant fly as the hand came in contact with his side. His other two brothers winced as he hit the nearby wall before jumping into action to help Michelangelo. They joined Raph, colliding into the wall beside him. But the three weren't down for long. They were back up in an instant only to be held back by elite ninja. Try as they might, they couldn't penetrate the wall blocking their path and had no choice but to watch as Mike was picked up by his head, face still twisted in pain. His hand fell limp, stained with his own blood from his side wound, whereas more blood slid, slowly, down his side and thigh.

"Well, well, well. Is that pain I see, freak?" Hun chuckled, "I didn't realize it was possible for you to feel pain, let alone bleed. After all, you are a freak."

Mike made no reply as he was shook violently, teeth clenched tightly to suppress his cries of pain. His feet dangled in the air, hot blood being cooled by the light breeze moving over the rooftops, red scarlet dripping slowly down his leg and onto the concrete roof. The ninja turtle could vaguely hear his brother's cries as his resolve to stay conscious grew weaker with each passing second. The next thing he knew, his body was falling through the air, shouts of his brothers echoing in his ears. He didn't feel the pain as his weakened body made contact with solid ground, but he did see the flash of green light before his eyes slid closed one last time.

The three turtles tried to plow through the elite ninja with no success as Hun simply stood on the edge of the rooftop where he'd tossed their brother over, arms crossed over his chest as he watched the remaining three with an amused expression. The purple dragon gave a signal and the Foot vanished immediately, leaving the three brothers to run to the roof's edge, calling for their brother.

"Mike! Mikey!"

The three peered down into the dark alley below but couldn't see anything. With no answer to their calls, the brothers hurried down into the alley. They had the area searched within seconds, finding nothing but a small puddle of fresh blood, the only indicator that Michelangelo had indeed been there. But no trails lead away. It was like their younger brother had just disappeared.

"Damnit!" Raphael's fist collided with the brick wall, badly scrapping his knuckled in the process.

"Easy, Raph," Leonardo placed a hand on the quick tempered turtle's shoulder, "That'll get us no where."

Don was silent for a second before speaking up, "Let's get home," he suggested, "I can track his shell sell on my computer at the lair."

"Ya' mean, we've got trackin' devices on us?" Raph seemed shocked.

Donny nodded, removing the manhole cover leading into the sewers a few feet away, "In our shell cells, yeah. I thought it would be a good idea at the time. Seems I was right, on more than one occasion."

"Well, c'mon you two. We've got a brother to find," Leo slipped into the sewers below, followed by Donatello and Raphael.

Not wanting to waste anytime, they ran through the tunnels, not needing any instruction of where to go, for they knew the sewer tunnels by heart. The rat they called their father looked up from his meditative position as the boys ran in and made a bee-line from Don's computer. His eyes narrowed at seeing only three of his sons, standing with a little help from his walking stick.

"My sons, where is Michelangelo?" he questioned, approaching the brothers.

"We don't know, Mas'ta'," Raph stated, turning to him, "That's what we're wonderin'. Don's tryin' ta' track him with his computa'."

"Got it!" Don's voice cried, then expressed his shock, "Oh, my god..."

"What?"

"What is it?"

"Is something wrong, Donatello?"

The three backed up as Donny turned in his chair, tracking device in hand. He looked up at his two brothers and father.

"You could say that, Master Splinter... But... no, this can't be right..." Donny's face screwed up in confusion as he turned back to his computer, "Let me try this again."

Ten minutes and many trys later, Donny was still in a daze of where the location of Mike's signal was, yet the other three family members still had not been told what was wrong. With the tension on the moment in the air, Raphael couldn't help himself. He spun Don's chair around and grabbed his brother by the shoulders, shaking him.

"Damnit, Donny! Jus' tell us, already!!"

"Alright! Alright..." the turtle genius resented, waving Raph away, "Guess where Mike's signal's coming from. Just guess."

"The junk yard," Raphael crossed his arms.

"April's," Leo added.

"Casey's," Raph silently hoped.

"Shredder's headquarters," Leo and Raph exchanged glances, both praying that was not where their younger brother was.

"Sorry, guys," Don shook his head, "Farther away than that. Much, much farther..." Donny swallowed hard as he looked down at the screen of his tracking device then back to his family, "His signal's coming from... from California..."

The three were silent with shock from a few seconds before Raphael broke the silence.

"WHAT?!"

To be continued....

I know, I know. I'm evil aren't I? (you don't have to answer that...) Well, what you think? Review if you like. Flames will be ignored, so don't bother! D The next update for this will be in the Mighty Ducks section, just to let you know.

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