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An old enemy decides to come out of hiding. Leo leads his brothers in search for Raph while Splinter reflects on the past. Raph offers Donnie a job.
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It was when the tiny cries came from the bloody bundle she held up did they take notice. \n\nA man rushed over, “Can I see him.”\n\nEagerly, she handed over the bundle to the man, “Isn’t he beautiful?”\n\nThe man pulled the wrappings away enough to see the baby inside. “Oh God.” His hand covered his mouth as he took in the gruesome sight. \n\nNo one expected the baby to live but as the days passed some of them started to lovingly call him Garbage Pail Kid. \n\nThe years passed and he grew, dragging his useless legs behind him as he made his way through the colony in the junk yard. Eventually he managed to build himself a wheelchair then from there a motorized scooter. \n\nHe taught himself how to take junk and to make it into useful items. And as he got older the others in the junk yard started to call him Garbageman. \n\nWord of his expertise spread and soon the Purple Dragons came to him for the odd job. One day he got word that a man of great power wanted to see him and he was temporarily hired by the Foot for his technical knowhow. While he was there he saw him, the large man with the dragon tattoo. \n\nThough they never formally met, Garbageman saw him around the Foot headquarters and the large man never even looked in his direction. \n\nOne day Garbageman saw Hun training with Oroku Saki, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. Garbageman saw the scar that ran along Hun’s spine and ran his hand across the one down his own back. The anger boiled in his gut as he looked the large man over. \n\nHe knew what parts of the story he could get out of the homeless people of New York who witnessed him being thrown in the garbage. He knew that he was thrown out by a back ally doctor after a botched surgery.\n\nHe had found that doctor and beat more of the story out of him and learned that he was a twin who was once conjoined to his brother. The doctor cut him away but the scalpel had gone too deep on him and severed his spine. \n\nHis father didn’t want a disabled kid and told the doctor to get rid of him. That was all he was able to get out of the man before he killed him in a fit of rage. \n\nThe more he looked at Hun the more he knew that he was the one who was kept. \n\nThat could have been him, if the scalpel had gone too far in the other direction. He could have been strong and healthy but instead he was fat and disabled. \n\nGarbageman was soon replaced by a man named Baxter Stockman and sent away. Enraged, he built his own empire with the plan to enact his revenge, only to have it destroyed by a group of mutant turtles. \n\nAfter the destruction of his Junklantis he went into hiding, letting everyone believe him to be dead. \n\nHe soon learned of the downfall of the Foot and the Purple Dragons by the hands of the same mutants and decided that he wanted to reunite with his long lost brother. They had a common enemy and Garbageman wanted to pay them back for destroying his empire. \n\n\n**\n\nSplinter walked into Raph’s room and sat on his bed. He used to frequent Leo’s room during the year and a half he was gone. It was his way of staying connected.\n\nHis eyes drifted around to look at the things that made up his son’s personality and as he leaned back a little on the bed his hand drifted back and slid under the pillow. It wasn’t something he had intended to do but when he did, his hand came into contact with something. \n\nHe lifted the pillow and what he saw there stole his breath away and took him back to the time when he first found the Turtles. \n\nHe was still just a rat himself and when he witnessed the boy drop the turtles into the sewers, he rushed over to see if they were okay. He pushed each of them out one at a time, coating himself in the ooze in the process. \n\nThe next morning he noticed a change in them, some more than others, and that they were obviously different ages. He also noticed the change within himself and he found himself understanding the words he remembered hearing as a simple rat. \n\nThe young turtles followed him everywhere he went and even though it annoyed him at first, eventually he developed affection for them. It was a foreign feeling for him but he did not shy from it. On the contrary, he basked in it and he loved them with all of his heart. \n\nHe noticed that two of them were inseparable and by the looks of them were blood brothers. They were the least mutated out of the group and the first ones Splinter had removed from the ooze. They slept, nuzzled together each night and stayed near each other all day. When they were separated, they would call out to each other with chirps and trills until they were reunited. \n\nThe months passed and they started to make a life for themselves down in the sewers. Splinter had found an abandoned subway station and made it into their home. He even remembered ninjutsu at the level of a master so he decided to train them for several reasons. \n\nLife was good and they were all happy.\n\nBut then winter hit the city and the young turtles succumbed to the cold. \n\nSplinter panicked the first morning when they did not wake up. He feared he had lost his new family and fretted over them daily. \n\nAfter several months, the weather started to warm and one by one the young turtles started to wake. Soon there were only two left sleeping, the ones who were inseparable. They slept for a week longer than the others and Splinter feared that they might never wake. \n\nThen, one morning, one of them opened his eyes. He was weak but awake and Splinter smiled down at him. \n\nSplinter looked over at the other one and noticed that he was no longer breathing. \n\nHe first tended to the one that woke up, wrapping him in a tattered blanket and coaxing him to eat. Once Splinter was satisfied that the young one was safe, he went back to the one he had lost. \n\nHe wrapped him in a blanket and searched out a place to bury him. Splinter feared discovery so he buried the body close, tucking it in a hole in the wall and covering it with rocks. \n\nOver the next few weeks the weak one searched for the lost one, walking through the lair and chirping. He then slipped into depression when he didn’t find his brother. He didn’t eat and Splinter feared that he would die of grief. \n\nIn time, the young one grew in strength and rejoined the others in training but there was still an element of loss within him and his body remained weak. \n\nOne night, while Splinter visited the grave of his lost son, he caught the weak one watching him. All the little one could do was chirp mournfully up at him as Splinter led him away. A few days after that, Splinter had found that the young turtle had moved the rocks and curled up next to his brother. \n\nTo help him understand, Splinter removed the wrappings and showed the young turtle his brother. He chirped at his brother, placing his hand on him and trying to wake him. Tears streaked down his cheeks when there was no response. \n\nHe looked up at Splinter and trilled. \n\n“Say goodbye,” Splinter told him.\n\nThe young turtle turned back to his brother and nuzzled him one last time then leaned back in Splinter’s lap. \n\nSplinter then wrapped the blanked back around the body and placed it back in the hole. Together they placed the rocks over the hole, sealing the body in. \n\nSplinter decided to give them names from a book he found on a savage run. The one who was the oldest but the second one out of the ooze was named Leonardo. The second oldest and the last one out of the ooze was named Donatello. The weak one who lost his brother and the first one out of the ooze was named Raphael. And the youngest was named Michelangelo. \n\nTears streaked down Splinter’s cheeks as he sat looking at the carapace in his hand and wondered when it was that Raph went in and dug it out. He turned it over and ran his finger down the spine. Splinter brought the shell of the child who was never named but was never forgotten up to his cheek before placing it back under the pillow. \n\nIt was something that Raphael loved and would come back for. Splinter wanted to make sure it was right where Raph had left it.\n\n\n**\n\nThe days that followed Raph’s disappearance, were rough on everyone in the lair. The turtles went out nightly to see if they could find him and watched the news to see if there were any reports of a giant turtle man being found. \n\nLeo and his brothers were getting ready for another patrol when Splinter’s voice had them running to see what was on the television. Leo expected to see that Raph’s body was found somewhere by some worker or another. Out of all of them, Raph was the one most susceptible to the cold and if he was cold enough, long enough, he would hibernate. It hadn’t happened in years but that was because they took precautions. \n\nInstead of seeing a report about a mysterious mutated turtle, they saw a report on the return of the Nightwatcher. \n\n“How?” Mikey breathed, his disbelief spilling into his words. “All his stuff is here.”\n\n“At least we know he’s okay,” leave it to Donnie to try to find the positive in a bad situation. \n\n“We don’t know that it is him yet,” Splinter pointed out. He turned to look at his sons. “You must find him and make sure that this new Nightwatcher isn’t some copycat.”\n\n“Hai, Sensei,” Leo bowed. He looked over at his brothers, “Let’s go”\n\nThey bundled up against the cold and headed to the surface to seek out the Nightwatcher. Donnie monitored the police radio, knowing that Raph would be doing the same. \n\nThey squatted down near a ventilation shaft, soaking in the warmth as Donnie listened. Mikey nuzzled up close to Leo, “I hope it’s Raph.”\n\n“Me too,” Leo leaned over to nuzzle Mikey in return. \n\n“I hope he accepts our offer,” Mikey sighed. “I don’t want Raphie to be alone.”\n\n“I don’t know if he will,” Leo reached his hands out to warm them over the vent. “He’s proud.”\n\n“I’ve got something,” Donnie stood. “Ninth Street.”\n\n“Let’s go,” Leo ordered, getting up and running in the direction of Ninth Street. \n\nAs they approached, the commotion on the street below told Leo that Nightwatcher was already there. He looked over the edge of the building to see Nightwatcher land a solid punch to the midsection of one of the thugs. Judging by the way Nightwatcher fought, Leo could tell that it was Raph in the new suit. \n\nRaph bound the hands of the would be thieves behind their backs and placed them all together, and then waited. Leo expected Raph to run off when the sounds of sirens approached, but he just stood there. \n\nWhen the cops got there, Raph acknowledged them with a slight nod of the head before he leaped up to the roof tops. \n\nLeo signaled to his brothers to follow. \n\nOut pacing Raph, Leo managed to get ahead and drop down in front of him. \n\nRaph slid to a halt, “Fuck! This happened sooner than I thought it would.”\n\n“Raph,” Leo stepped towards his brother. “What are you doing?”\n\n“You can’t lecture me, Leo,” Raph snapped back. “I left home.”\n\n“We understand that you are upset and embarrassed,” Leo didn’t want to fight. His goal was to bring Raph home, not push him further away. “We were worried about you and wanted to make sure you were okay. Please come home.”\n\n“No,” Raph took a step back. “I ain’t goin home.”\n\n“Where’d you get the new suit?” Mikey asked, causing Raph to turn to face him and Don. “It’s really cool. I like the red lights that streak through it.”\n\nRaph sighed, “That don’t matter. I’m fine, okay.”\n\n“Raph, please,” Donnie stepped forward. “I’m so sorry that I dropped that flash drive by your door. I’ve just been so over worked and absent minded lately. Leatherhead and I talked about it and, if you want, you can join us. The tree of us can be together.”\n\nMikey looked at Don, “Leo and I were gonna offer the same thing. I mean we haven’t gotten to the point of thigh highs and butt plugs, but we can explore the wonders of sex together.”\n\n“Mikey,” Leo groaned while Donnie blushed.\n\n“Would you guys just shut up,” Raph blurted. \n\n“Raph,” Leo placed his hand on Raph’s shoulder. “The point is, you don’t have to be alone. Everything else about our live is different. What’s one more unconventional element? Who says we have to be monogamous?”\n\nRaph shrugged Leo off, “Please stop talking.”\n\n“Please don’t hide from us.” Donnie walked up to Raph and lifted the helmet off to reveal Raph’s naked face. “You’re not even wearing your mask?”\n\n“I’m done with the family,” Raph looked away. \n\n“Please,” Donnie’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry you feel left out but don’t abandon us. Splinter’s worried and wants you to see you.”\n\n“Let him know I’m fine,” Raph snatched his helmet back and placed it on his head then turned to leave.\n\n“Come home, Raph,” Leo pleaded. “We’ll figure this out. We’re open to….”\n\n“Shut up!” Raph cut Leo off. “Fuck!”\n\n“I know this is difficult for you to talk about…,” Donnie started but stopped when Raph lifted his hand. \n\n“You wanted to know where I got this new suit.” Raph turned to look at them, “Bishop.” He tapped his helmet. “I’m in constant communication with him and his men. You fuckers just let them all know you’re relationship status.”\n\nAll humor fell from Mikey’s face and he glared at Raph. “You couldn’t have told us that sooner,” he stated flatly. “I asked you where you got the suit at the start of all this and you said that it didn’t matter.” Mikey was angry, a rare thing for him. “We would have stayed quiet if you had told us.”\n\n“I told you to shut up,” Raph snapped back.\n\n“You always tell us to shut up,” Mikey countered. \n\n“Bishop?” Leo stepped forward. “Why Bishop?”\n\n“He wanted me to resume my role as Nightwatcher,” Raph explained. “And I took him up on his offer. I work with the police and prevent them from being overwhelmed by all the Triceraton weapons that the Dragons use. They suddenly managed to figure out how most of it works and they are placing the city in danger. I have my own team of men and we work together to find and confiscate what we can.”\n\nLeo crossed his arms over his plastron, “That was the big one for you wasn’t it? Your own team.”\n\n“Shut up, Leo,” Raph wasn’t in the mood to go down that path. “I would have agreed to do it completely solo. I wanna help the city. The team is just an added bonus.” He sighed and looked down, “Look. I’ll come visit, okay. There are a few things I wanna get from my room anyway.””\n\nDonnie held out Raph’s shell cell, “If you ever need us.”\n\nRaph looked at the cell in Don’s hand then heaved out a sigh and took it. “I don’t think I will ever need you, but I will call before I visit. Wanna make sure you guys aren’t out on dates or nothing.”\n\n“Just make sure you visit,” Leo watched as Raph turned to leave. He ran, picking up enough speed to make the leap to the next roof top and disappeared into the darkness. Leo was not looking forward to telling Splinter the news. \n\n**\n\nRaph visited a few days later and Leo could see the way it was affecting their father. Leo could tell that Splinter was holding something back. He looked like there was something he wanted to say to Raph but chose to stay quiet about it. \n\nRaph went to his room and gathered a few things in a bag and the whole time Raph was up there, Splinter stared at the closed door. \n\nRaph stayed for a few hours and before he left, he handed Donnie a flash drive, “Bishop asked me to give this to you.”\n\n“What is it?” Don turned the drive in his hand. \n\n“He said that it will give you limited access to his network,” Raph explained. “This is his way of offering you and Leatherhead a job. You will be paid and he will have me bring by things for you to look at every so often. So it will give me an excuse to visit more often.”\n\n“I’ll talk to Leatherhead tonight,” Don put the flash drive into his belt. He looked up into Raph’s eyes, “Our offer still stands.”\n\n“Please don’t,” Raph took a step back. “I don’t wanna share you.”\n\n“I’m sorry I hurt you,” tears filled Don’s eyes. “I feel terrible.”\n\n“I understand why you chose him,” Raph backed up more. “I ain’t as smart as the two of you and I’m not… as… uh… evolved, I guess.” \n\n“Your level of mutation compared to mine had nothing to do with it,” Donnie insisted. “Leatherhead expressed his love for me after I had my second mutation. We’ve been together ever since.” \n\nRaph turned away, “You’re too good for me anyway.”\n\nThe difference between the four Turtles’ mutations was gradual. Raph’s cloaca moved up on his tail but stayed whole and his penis was closer to a natural turtle’s penis. 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The baby was no more than a few months old; his legs were limp and useless.
She took him back to her home in the junk yard and showed him off to everyone. “I found my baby,” she held him up, blood dripping down her arms. “He was in the dumpster where I left him.”
Some of the others looked at her but most ignored her ramblings like they always did. She has found her son in the dumpster several times now, the one she lost now long gone. It was when the tiny cries came from the bloody bundle she held up did they take notice.
A man rushed over, “Can I see him.”
Eagerly, she handed over the bundle to the man, “Isn’t he beautiful?”
The man pulled the wrappings away enough to see the baby inside. “Oh God.” His hand covered his mouth as he took in the gruesome sight.
No one expected the baby to live but as the days passed some of them started to lovingly call him Garbage Pail Kid.
The years passed and he grew, dragging his useless legs behind him as he made his way through the colony in the junk yard. Eventually he managed to build himself a wheelchair then from there a motorized scooter.
He taught himself how to take junk and to make it into useful items. And as he got older the others in the junk yard started to call him Garbageman.
Word of his expertise spread and soon the Purple Dragons came to him for the odd job. One day he got word that a man of great power wanted to see him and he was temporarily hired by the Foot for his technical knowhow. While he was there he saw him, the large man with the dragon tattoo.
Though they never formally met, Garbageman saw him around the Foot headquarters and the large man never even looked in his direction.
One day Garbageman saw Hun training with Oroku Saki, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. Garbageman saw the scar that ran along Hun’s spine and ran his hand across the one down his own back. The anger boiled in his gut as he looked the large man over.
He knew what parts of the story he could get out of the homeless people of New York who witnessed him being thrown in the garbage. He knew that he was thrown out by a back ally doctor after a botched surgery.
He had found that doctor and beat more of the story out of him and learned that he was a twin who was once conjoined to his brother. The doctor cut him away but the scalpel had gone too deep on him and severed his spine.
His father didn’t want a disabled kid and told the doctor to get rid of him. That was all he was able to get out of the man before he killed him in a fit of rage.
The more he looked at Hun the more he knew that he was the one who was kept.
That could have been him, if the scalpel had gone too far in the other direction. He could have been strong and healthy but instead he was fat and disabled.
Garbageman was soon replaced by a man named Baxter Stockman and sent away. Enraged, he built his own empire with the plan to enact his revenge, only to have it destroyed by a group of mutant turtles.
After the destruction of his Junklantis he went into hiding, letting everyone believe him to be dead.
He soon learned of the downfall of the Foot and the Purple Dragons by the hands of the same mutants and decided that he wanted to reunite with his long lost brother. They had a common enemy and Garbageman wanted to pay them back for destroying his empire.
**
Splinter walked into Raph’s room and sat on his bed. He used to frequent Leo’s room during the year and a half he was gone. It was his way of staying connected.
His eyes drifted around to look at the things that made up his son’s personality and as he leaned back a little on the bed his hand drifted back and slid under the pillow. It wasn’t something he had intended to do but when he did, his hand came into contact with something.
He lifted the pillow and what he saw there stole his breath away and took him back to the time when he first found the Turtles.
He was still just a rat himself and when he witnessed the boy drop the turtles into the sewers, he rushed over to see if they were okay. He pushed each of them out one at a time, coating himself in the ooze in the process.
The next morning he noticed a change in them, some more than others, and that they were obviously different ages. He also noticed the change within himself and he found himself understanding the words he remembered hearing as a simple rat.
The young turtles followed him everywhere he went and even though it annoyed him at first, eventually he developed affection for them. It was a foreign feeling for him but he did not shy from it. On the contrary, he basked in it and he loved them with all of his heart.
He noticed that two of them were inseparable and by the looks of them were blood brothers. They were the least mutated out of the group and the first ones Splinter had removed from the ooze. They slept, nuzzled together each night and stayed near each other all day. When they were separated, they would call out to each other with chirps and trills until they were reunited.
The months passed and they started to make a life for themselves down in the sewers. Splinter had found an abandoned subway station and made it into their home. He even remembered ninjutsu at the level of a master so he decided to train them for several reasons.
Life was good and they were all happy.
But then winter hit the city and the young turtles succumbed to the cold.
Splinter panicked the first morning when they did not wake up. He feared he had lost his new family and fretted over them daily.
After several months, the weather started to warm and one by one the young turtles started to wake. Soon there were only two left sleeping, the ones who were inseparable. They slept for a week longer than the others and Splinter feared that they might never wake.
Then, one morning, one of them opened his eyes. He was weak but awake and Splinter smiled down at him.
Splinter looked over at the other one and noticed that he was no longer breathing.
He first tended to the one that woke up, wrapping him in a tattered blanket and coaxing him to eat. Once Splinter was satisfied that the young one was safe, he went back to the one he had lost.
He wrapped him in a blanket and searched out a place to bury him. Splinter feared discovery so he buried the body close, tucking it in a hole in the wall and covering it with rocks.
Over the next few weeks the weak one searched for the lost one, walking through the lair and chirping. He then slipped into depression when he didn’t find his brother. He didn’t eat and Splinter feared that he would die of grief.
In time, the young one grew in strength and rejoined the others in training but there was still an element of loss within him and his body remained weak.
One night, while Splinter visited the grave of his lost son, he caught the weak one watching him. All the little one could do was chirp mournfully up at him as Splinter led him away. A few days after that, Splinter had found that the young turtle had moved the rocks and curled up next to his brother.
To help him understand, Splinter removed the wrappings and showed the young turtle his brother. He chirped at his brother, placing his hand on him and trying to wake him. Tears streaked down his cheeks when there was no response.
He looked up at Splinter and trilled.
“Say goodbye,” Splinter told him.
The young turtle turned back to his brother and nuzzled him one last time then leaned back in Splinter’s lap.
Splinter then wrapped the blanked back around the body and placed it back in the hole. Together they placed the rocks over the hole, sealing the body in.
Splinter decided to give them names from a book he found on a savage run. The one who was the oldest but the second one out of the ooze was named Leonardo. The second oldest and the last one out of the ooze was named Donatello. The weak one who lost his brother and the first one out of the ooze was named Raphael. And the youngest was named Michelangelo.
Tears streaked down Splinter’s cheeks as he sat looking at the carapace in his hand and wondered when it was that Raph went in and dug it out. He turned it over and ran his finger down the spine. Splinter brought the shell of the child who was never named but was never forgotten up to his cheek before placing it back under the pillow.
It was something that Raphael loved and would come back for. Splinter wanted to make sure it was right where Raph had left it.
**
The days that followed Raph’s disappearance, were rough on everyone in the lair. The turtles went out nightly to see if they could find him and watched the news to see if there were any reports of a giant turtle man being found.
Leo and his brothers were getting ready for another patrol when Splinter’s voice had them running to see what was on the television. Leo expected to see that Raph’s body was found somewhere by some worker or another. Out of all of them, Raph was the one most susceptible to the cold and if he was cold enough, long enough, he would hibernate. It hadn’t happened in years but that was because they took precautions.
Instead of seeing a report about a mysterious mutated turtle, they saw a report on the return of the Nightwatcher.
“How?” Mikey breathed, his disbelief spilling into his words. “All his stuff is here.”
“At least we know he’s okay,” leave it to Donnie to try to find the positive in a bad situation.
“We don’t know that it is him yet,” Splinter pointed out. He turned to look at his sons. “You must find him and make sure that this new Nightwatcher isn’t some copycat.”
“Hai, Sensei,” Leo bowed. He looked over at his brothers, “Let’s go”
They bundled up against the cold and headed to the surface to seek out the Nightwatcher. Donnie monitored the police radio, knowing that Raph would be doing the same.
They squatted down near a ventilation shaft, soaking in the warmth as Donnie listened. Mikey nuzzled up close to Leo, “I hope it’s Raph.”
“Me too,” Leo leaned over to nuzzle Mikey in return.
“I hope he accepts our offer,” Mikey sighed. “I don’t want Raphie to be alone.”
“I don’t know if he will,” Leo reached his hands out to warm them over the vent. “He’s proud.”
“I’ve got something,” Donnie stood. “Ninth Street.”
“Let’s go,” Leo ordered, getting up and running in the direction of Ninth Street.
As they approached, the commotion on the street below told Leo that Nightwatcher was already there. He looked over the edge of the building to see Nightwatcher land a solid punch to the midsection of one of the thugs. Judging by the way Nightwatcher fought, Leo could tell that it was Raph in the new suit.
Raph bound the hands of the would be thieves behind their backs and placed them all together, and then waited. Leo expected Raph to run off when the sounds of sirens approached, but he just stood there.
When the cops got there, Raph acknowledged them with a slight nod of the head before he leaped up to the roof tops.
Leo signaled to his brothers to follow.
Out pacing Raph, Leo managed to get ahead and drop down in front of him.
Raph slid to a halt, “Fuck! This happened sooner than I thought it would.”
“Raph,” Leo stepped towards his brother. “What are you doing?”
“You can’t lecture me, Leo,” Raph snapped back. “I left home.”
“We understand that you are upset and embarrassed,” Leo didn’t want to fight. His goal was to bring Raph home, not push him further away. “We were worried about you and wanted to make sure you were okay. Please come home.”
“No,” Raph took a step back. “I ain’t goin home.”
“Where’d you get the new suit?” Mikey asked, causing Raph to turn to face him and Don. “It’s really cool. I like the red lights that streak through it.”
Raph sighed, “That don’t matter. I’m fine, okay.”
“Raph, please,” Donnie stepped forward. “I’m so sorry that I dropped that flash drive by your door. I’ve just been so over worked and absent minded lately. Leatherhead and I talked about it and, if you want, you can join us. The tree of us can be together.”
Mikey looked at Don, “Leo and I were gonna offer the same thing. I mean we haven’t gotten to the point of thigh highs and butt plugs, but we can explore the wonders of sex together.”
“Mikey,” Leo groaned while Donnie blushed.
“Would you guys just shut up,” Raph blurted.
“Raph,” Leo placed his hand on Raph’s shoulder. “The point is, you don’t have to be alone. Everything else about our live is different. What’s one more unconventional element? Who says we have to be monogamous?”
Raph shrugged Leo off, “Please stop talking.”
“Please don’t hide from us.” Donnie walked up to Raph and lifted the helmet off to reveal Raph’s naked face. “You’re not even wearing your mask?”
“I’m done with the family,” Raph looked away.
“Please,” Donnie’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry you feel left out but don’t abandon us. Splinter’s worried and wants you to see you.”
“Let him know I’m fine,” Raph snatched his helmet back and placed it on his head then turned to leave.
“Come home, Raph,” Leo pleaded. “We’ll figure this out. We’re open to….”
“Shut up!” Raph cut Leo off. “Fuck!”
“I know this is difficult for you to talk about…,” Donnie started but stopped when Raph lifted his hand.
“You wanted to know where I got this new suit.” Raph turned to look at them, “Bishop.” He tapped his helmet. “I’m in constant communication with him and his men. You fuckers just let them all know you’re relationship status.”
All humor fell from Mikey’s face and he glared at Raph. “You couldn’t have told us that sooner,” he stated flatly. “I asked you where you got the suit at the start of all this and you said that it didn’t matter.” Mikey was angry, a rare thing for him. “We would have stayed quiet if you had told us.”
“I told you to shut up,” Raph snapped back.
“You always tell us to shut up,” Mikey countered.
“Bishop?” Leo stepped forward. “Why Bishop?”
“He wanted me to resume my role as Nightwatcher,” Raph explained. “And I took him up on his offer. I work with the police and prevent them from being overwhelmed by all the Triceraton weapons that the Dragons use. They suddenly managed to figure out how most of it works and they are placing the city in danger. I have my own team of men and we work together to find and confiscate what we can.”
Leo crossed his arms over his plastron, “That was the big one for you wasn’t it? Your own team.”
“Shut up, Leo,” Raph wasn’t in the mood to go down that path. “I would have agreed to do it completely solo. I wanna help the city. The team is just an added bonus.” He sighed and looked down, “Look. I’ll come visit, okay. There are a few things I wanna get from my room anyway.””
Donnie held out Raph’s shell cell, “If you ever need us.”
Raph looked at the cell in Don’s hand then heaved out a sigh and took it. “I don’t think I will ever need you, but I will call before I visit. Wanna make sure you guys aren’t out on dates or nothing.”
“Just make sure you visit,” Leo watched as Raph turned to leave. He ran, picking up enough speed to make the leap to the next roof top and disappeared into the darkness. Leo was not looking forward to telling Splinter the news.
**
Raph visited a few days later and Leo could see the way it was affecting their father. Leo could tell that Splinter was holding something back. He looked like there was something he wanted to say to Raph but chose to stay quiet about it.
Raph went to his room and gathered a few things in a bag and the whole time Raph was up there, Splinter stared at the closed door.
Raph stayed for a few hours and before he left, he handed Donnie a flash drive, “Bishop asked me to give this to you.”
“What is it?” Don turned the drive in his hand.
“He said that it will give you limited access to his network,” Raph explained. “This is his way of offering you and Leatherhead a job. You will be paid and he will have me bring by things for you to look at every so often. So it will give me an excuse to visit more often.”
“I’ll talk to Leatherhead tonight,” Don put the flash drive into his belt. He looked up into Raph’s eyes, “Our offer still stands.”
“Please don’t,” Raph took a step back. “I don’t wanna share you.”
“I’m sorry I hurt you,” tears filled Don’s eyes. “I feel terrible.”
“I understand why you chose him,” Raph backed up more. “I ain’t as smart as the two of you and I’m not… as… uh… evolved, I guess.”
“Your level of mutation compared to mine had nothing to do with it,” Donnie insisted. “Leatherhead expressed his love for me after I had my second mutation. We’ve been together ever since.”
Raph turned away, “You’re too good for me anyway.”
The difference between the four Turtles’ mutations was gradual. Raph’s cloaca moved up on his tail but stayed whole and his penis was closer to a natural turtle’s penis. His features where sharper, his skin rougher and it was harder for him to form his words so he was the last to start talking; instead choosing to grunt and chirp for what he wanted.
Mikey’s cloaca also moved up his tail, but it split so that he had a separate opening for his turtle like penis and anus. Then there was Leo who, like Mikey, had his cloaca moved and split but his was higher up, closer to his lower plastron. His penis was more human like but the tip still opened a little. Donnie’s penis was most human looking, but it still came out of an opening, located just below the plastron. He was also the smartest out of the group and the least to be subjected to his animalistic behaviors and instincts. As a child Raph would hiss and snap, letting his temper rule his actions, where Donnie barely cried and stayed in complete control of his emotions.
In Raph’s opinion, Donnie was perfect.
“I have to go,” Raph headed for the door. “If you want the job, just plug that in to your computer.”
“Please,” Donnie grabbed Raph’s hand. “I’m sorry. Don’t go yet.”
“I got work to do,” Raph pulled his hand away. “I’ll come visit in a few days.” He went over to Splinter and gave him a warm hug, “I love you,” he whispered before rushing out of the lair.
“I love you too,” Splinter answered while he watched Raph bolt through the door.
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