Forgotten Key

We had been captured. I hate to admit it, but it's true. And what make's matters worse is that we had ALL been captured. And they had made a deal with each other. There were four of them and four of us. One for each of them. But do you know what the worst part is? It's that I don't even know if my brothers were still alive- or sane. This, who ever you may be, is the story of how we broke. Of how the key to our chains was forgotten.

Forgotten Key

Chapter One:

A Block Away

Leonardo's head pounded against his skull. He didn't want to wake up. He wan't to stay in the blissfulness of painless sleep.

But someone was poking him, nudging his cheek, whispering things he couldn't make out. He strained his ears.

"... eo... ake... up..."

He blinked open his eyes, only to come face to face with none other than his immediate younger brother, Raphael. The turtle in red smiled in relief, before sitting back on his heel's to allow the other turtle to sit up.

As Leo's head slowly stopped pounding and came to a dull throb, he looked around. He was in what seemed to be a giant pet turtle cage.

There was a small pound in the corner and the ground was made out of gravel and sand. There was a water tube, one that pet hamsters would have, in the corner. Rocks were scattered around, to small for them to hide behind but to big for any of them to carry. A glass wall separated them from what looked like- Leo felt a horrible jolt in his stomach- Stockman's lab.

Donatello was a little ways away, his olive skin dotted with purple bruise's and cuts, looking around their cage for any possible means of escape. Michelangelo sat next to Raph, both who were covered in bruise's and cuts too, looking around uneasily. He didn't seem to like their new living arrangements.

Leo swallowed. Now he remembered.

The four turtles ran across the roof tops, jumping after each other, the night air whipping at their faces.

They came to a halt.

"We should be heading back." Leo said. It was nearly twelve, two hours longer than they usually stay out. He didn't want Master Splinter to start worrying.

The group began to make their way to the closest manhole. But they never quite made it.

Tiger Claw flew down, pistols in hand, and suddenly they were surrounded by Foot Bots, Razhar, Fishface, Buzzkill and the Mind Controlled Karai.

"Oh, great." Raph said, grinning and drawing his sai. "This night had been a little too dull for my liking."

They charged.

Raph, like usual, took Fishface. Leo took Tiger Claw and Karai, Donnie took Stockman, and Mikey took Razhar.

They were doing fine at first, but then the Foot Bots began getting in the way. Like, a lot.

Razhar swung his claws at Mikey's chest, who blocked with his nunchaku. But then a Foot Bot jumped onto his back and suddenly he was being tackled to the ground by the stupid things.

"Mikey!" Raph shouted, noticing his youngest brother was in a bit of a twist. He dodged Fishface's kick and tried to get towards the turtle in orange, but his way was blocked by Foot Bots and Fishface. With no other choice, Raph kept on fighting.

Razhar picked Mikey up by the leg's, hanging him upside down.

"Put me down!" Mikey shouted, trying to twist out of Razhar's grasp.

"Alright then." the mutant skeletal dog growled, face twisted into what must have been an evil smile. And he threw Mikey off the building.

"MIKEY!" screamed the older brothers.

Donnie punched Buzzkill in the face so hard the fly mutant fell to the ground. He tried to run to where Mikey had fallen, but his way was blocked by Foot Bots. They just kept on coming...

Mikey groaned, getting onto his hands and knee's. Blood dripped from a cut on his arm. Razhar jumped down from the building, landing in front of the young turtle.

He raised his fist and punched Mikey right in the face. And he blacked out.

Raph was having a little trouble with Fishface and the Foot Bots, so desperate was he to get to the youngest brother. A Foot Bot blocked his attack and suddenly his sai was spinning out of his hand. He turned around just in time to see the metal foot before it slammed smack-damn into his face.

Donnie gasped, watching as the second oldest fell to the ground, lip burst and bleeding, unconscious. He payed for his moment of distraction. Buzzkill blew a dart at him and it hit Donnie right in the neck. His vision began to swim as the serum was injected into him. His fell to the ground.

"DONNIE! RAPH! MIKEY!" yelled the only remaining turtle. He had been having a tough time fighting both Karai and Tiger Claw at the same time, not to mention the thousand of Foot Bots.

Razhar jumped back onto the building, the knocked out Mikey over his shoulder. He held the young turtle up by the shell for all eyes to see and placed one of his claws to his neck.

"Drop your weapons, turtle." Razhar growled merrily. He seemed to be enjoying himself rather immensely. "Or your brothers die."

And just like that, Fishface was holding a dagger to Raph's neck and Buzzkill, buzzing nervously, was holding his clawed hand to Donnie's throat.

Leo looked around him. He was outnumbered. One to ten.

He dropped his swords. And Tiger Claw hit him in the back of his head with the butt of his pistol.

Everything went black.

And so the four turtles were captured, only a block away from the nearest manhole.

Only a block away from safety... from their father...

Leo slowly stumbled to his feet, with a little help from Raph.

"Are you guys okay?" the turtle in blue asked, looking at his brothers in concern, especially Mikey.

"We're fine." Raph said. "Just a few bumps and bruise's."

"Mikey was thrown off a roof." Leo pointed out, anger raging in his chest.

Said turtle winced. "Don't remind me. But I'm okay. Just some cuts."

The oldest turtle looked at the youngest in disbelief, before looking around to Donnie.

"What about you?"

"What? Oh, yeah I'm fine. Just trying to find a way out of here." Donnie placed his hands on the walls, trying to find a loose brick or a hidden hole.

As you could guess, he found nothing.

"Don't bother." said a deep voice, making the four turtles jump. They spun on their heel's to see the Shredder standing on the other side of the glass wall. "I've had this cell checked ten times over to make sure there was no possible way of escape."

"Paranoid, aren't we?" Raph mocked.

Shredder glared, but decided not to answer. Though he wouldn't admit it, he was a tiny bit paranoid. He looked over his shoulder at someone out of the turtle's line of sight. "Hurry up and pick one. The others will be here soon."

And out of the shadows came the Kraang.

The Shredder sat at the head table, looking over the one's he had assembled.

Hun and three of his Purple Dragon's (Very sorry, but I can't remember their name's. Care to help?) sat on the right side of the table and on the left were the Kraang.

"So do we have a deal?" Shredder asked.

The three Kraang droids- which were two of the male's in the black suits and the Irma bot- looked at each other. Irma looked at Shredder and nodded. "We have a deal."

"As do we." Hun agreed. "But what of the fourth?"

"I know exactly what to do with the fourth." Shredder said.

The Turtles gasped, instinctively going for their weapons, only to find them gone.

"Which one?" the Shredder asked.

Irma studied the turtles, looking them over.

"We want the purple one." Hun butted in, rudely pushing past the Kraang.

"Excuse me?" Donnie said, leaning back in shock.

Raph stood in front of Donnie and Mikey protectively, Leo doing the same with him.

Irma looked at Hun for a moment, before gazing back at the turtles. "We'll take the red one."

Leo gripped Raph's arm, who's eyes had widened before narrowing. The oldest turtle reached over and gripped Donnie's arm with his other hand, and gently pressed the back of his shell against Mikey's plastron.

"Very well." the Shredder said. He nodded at Razhar and Fishface.

Stockman pressed a button and the glass wall opened. Razhar and Fishface entered. Raph and Leo raised their fists in a fighting position. It was their only weapon, though they knew it was useless.

Razhar grinned and knocked Leo into Raph with one swipe, sending the brothers to the other side of the cell.

"Leo! Raph!" Donnie shouted, but Fishface had already grabbed him and was dragging him out. "Let me go!" He began to struggle, trying to get out of the fish's grip.

"Stay- still-" Fishface grunted, before Donnie elbowed him in the face.

Hun began to tap his foot impatiently, completely uninterested in the fight taking place in the cell.

Growling in annoyance, Shredder walked forward and grabbed Mikey's shell, holding one of his swords to the turtles throat. All movement stopped.

"You two," he gestured with his head at Leo and Raph, who had gotten up and joined the fight. "Back up to the far wall."

Hesitating for a split second, the two oldest began to back away until their shell's pressed against the far wall.

Razhar grabbed Donnie by the arms and dragged him out. They stopped in front of Hun. Donnie glared at him.

Seeming unimpressed, Hun looked at the skeletal dog. "Put him in the cage." he pointed at a large dog carrier, probably made for a full grown German Shepard. Donnie gaped.

Before he could react or fight back, the purple wearing turtle suddenly found himself being shoved inside the dog crate, the metal barred door slamming shut behind him. He could barely move.

"Donnie!" Raph growled, his hands turning into angry fists. How dare they put his little brother in a dog crate!

But then he found himself being grabbed by Fishface. He tried to struggle out of his grip, but then Shredder pressed his sword into Mikey's neck, drawing blood. Raph swallowed and stopped struggling.

And so Leo and Mikey watched, helplessly, as Raph was put in a glass tube-cage, like the one the Mighty Mutanimals had been trapped in during the Battle for New York, but smaller.

The three Purple Dragons picked up Donnie's dog carrier and lugged it after Hun. Raph's cage began to hover an inch above the ground and it followed Irma and the two Kraang out of the lab.

Shredder began to drag Mikey out of the cell.

"Wait! What are you doing?!" Leo called out, his blood running cold. He took a step towards them, but Shredder was already out of the cell and Stockman pressed the button, closing the glass.

Leo ran up to it, pressing his palms against the glass, looking helplessly into the wide, terrified eyes of his baby brother.

"Please! Don't take him!"

But the Shredder only laughed and walked out of the lab, Mikey looking over his shoulder at Leo before he vanished from view.

Leo shrank to the floor, trembling. Stockman buzzed after Shredder, taking one last glance at Leo. The lights went out.

He was alone.

Michelangelo tried very hard not to show any fear. But he couldn't stop his hands from shaking.

Where was Shredder taking him? What was going to happen to his brothers? Would they be able to escape? Will Sensai come for them? Surely he would have noticed something was wrong by now.

Mikey was pushed into a cell. There was nothing in there beside's some shackles attached to the wall. The door was made out of heavy metal.

Shredder pushed the young turtle to the ground and chained him to the wall with the shackles. Mikey struggled weakly. Shredder walked out of the room.

"When will they be here?" he asked Buzzkill.

"In two hourzzzz." answered Stockman.

"Good."

And the large metal door slammed shut behind him, leaving Mikey in pitch blackness.

Tears stung his eyes and his breathing came out in sort gasps. He'd always hated the dark.

Mikey closed his eyes and brought his knee's to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs, the chains clanking. He buried his head in his knee's.

He wanted his brothers.

And surely, surely Master Splinter was searching for them at that very moment.

But Mikey was wrong.

For Master Splinter had fallen asleep earlier than usual. So he snoozed on, unaware that come tomorrow, he would awake to find the lair strangely quiet. He would walk into the kitchen, expecting his youngest son to be making breakfast, singing along to his music. Expecting he would see his second youngest drinking coffee, chatting away to his oldest about his new invention. And expecting he would see his second oldest rolling his eyes at his brothers, but with a very small, almost unnoticeable smile on his lips.

But when he finds that they are not there, he will search their rooms. He will search the sewers. He will call April and Casey and they will search all day. He will call the Mighty Mutanimals and they will search all night.

He would search and search, until he finds their blood on the rooftop where the were ambushed.

But until then, he snoozed on. Blissfully unaware that they had been but a block away. Blissfully unaware that he would not see his precious boy's for six long months...

This weekend or Monday, Lost Life will be updated. :D