phael climbed to the highest part of Shredder's tower, his eyes wandering to his oldest sibling and his youngest sibling. The man was dangerous and had caused much harm to their family. Several years ago they had lost their other brother, none of them knew what happened to him: Donatello.

All they knew was that Don could be dead.

Leonardo nodded as he gave his brothers the signal and they entered the tower through one of the escape windows, hiding closely within the shadows to not be seen.

Mikey was pressed deep into the shadows like he'd been taught to, following his older brothers into the enemy territory. They'd been battling the foot almost all their life now and Mikey knew how dangerous this could be.

He signalled to his brothers to stop for a moment, listening closely.   "Dudes... do you hear that?" Very faintly the sounds of voices and cruel laughter could be heard, followed by a soft yelp and the sound of quiet crying

Raphael narrowed his eyes at the noise and it could be heard from the opposite direction. "What should we do, Leo?" Raph asked quietly, looking towards the direction of his older brother. Leonardo looked towards the huge black doors, with the foot symbol painted in red. The noises and the sounds were bothering him.

Perhaps the Shredder was torturing someone. Leo swallowed a small lump. "We should check it out... we should enter through the vents though. Going through the doors like this would probably cause more problems." The older turtle mused, directing his brothers to the vent and the three of them crawled through it.

A few rooms beyond the doors showed where the noises were coming from, the sounds of laughter getting louder the closer the turtles in the vents got to it

Inside was a group of foot ninjas seeming to have the time of their life while passing around a figure dressed in a tatty black robe. The poor thing was currently choking and trying to fight his way from the soldier who was suffocating him on his crotch, thick cock forced down his throat and being held there unable to breath

"You like this, don't you slut?" One of the soldiers hissed, continuing to rub his cock along the smaller figure's face. "Oh, he does." Purred another as he took the figure from behind, pounding into him to oblivion.

Raphael peered through the vents, his eyes widened at what was being seen. This was not what he had been expecting. Laughters, tears, and screams could be heard from where they were above the room. They had to stop this.

Just when he was about to make his move, Leonardo stopped him by pulling him back. "But -" "- I know Raph. But if we go down there now, things will only get worse."

And worse things did happen, another foot joined the mix and added his own cock into the smaller figures ass, stretching the poor being beyond what was able. "You're taking all of us, freak." The man hissed, groaning at the tight heat surrounding his dick.

Mikey couldn't stay and watch this, he was an emotional turtle and this was breaking his heart. "We can't just do nothing" He hissed angrily and made a move to jump down

The victim's head was released and he gasped and coughed while he tried to get his breath back, his throat now free to scream in pain from the double penetration. "That'll teach you freak. Now are you going to do a better job sucking me off?" The soldier laughed, watching the still gasping slave attack his cock to do a better job this time.

The soldier grunted as he continued to pound hard into the smaller turtle. However, it was difficult for either soldier to move with two cocks hidden deep inside of Donnie's hole. Neither soldier seemed to be phased by the screams of pain their victim let loose, continuing their torture.

Raphael had to look away as well, the sight was too much for him to bare. He only spared a glance, and it was just for a moment and he could have sworn that he saw a turtle. Terrapins were rare and there were not many of them. Raph looked towards Leo. "We can't just let this continue anymore. We need to help."

Leonardo knew that Raphael was emotional as well, but in a different way. He was passionate and strong hearted and always jumped into fights without a second thought. But, he knew that his brother was right. They could not stand back anymore and allow this to continue. "Let's move, but we need to be quiet." Leo ordered, before jumping down from the vent

Mikey was right behind Leo, nunchucks drawn but he could wait for the order when the slave was suddenly punched by the one who was getting sucked off.

"Did you try and bite me!" The human shouted while the other two grabbed grabbed the captive who's dirty green skin was now showing that he was indeed a turtle

Before he could get beaten again the three brothers were spotted and the foot kicked their toy to the side and tucked in their erections ready for a fight

The turtle crawled a little away from them and curled up with his hands over his head, whimpering, clearly expecting to be hurt and not wanting to get caught up in a fight

Raphael made the first move, snarling as he advanced at the soldiers. His eyes narrowed, filled with hate and rage towards the humans. Why were they doing this? Especially to an innocent being. A turtle Like them. He twirled his sais, ready for the kill.

Leonardo was not as forceful, he pulled out his twin Katana to block the attack from an oncoming footsman. "How did the three of you get in here?" The man hissed, pressing his own sword harshly against the other, trying to break his balance.

Mikey didn't even try and answer, he was already in battle with a ninja who had been fucking the poor little turtle. "Hey... is h.he ok?" Mikey shouted out toward his brothers that were closer to the cowering form not to far away.

The small turtle was terrified, he had never been involved in a fight or around a real one, only been used as a punch bag for certain members. His Master wasn't around or he would be cowering under the shredders feet in hopes that he would show mercy

Raphael looked in the direction of the cowering turtle and quickly finished off the man he was fighting to go to the smaller turtle. The large turtle was careful as he advanced, moving slowly and reaching out to the frightened figure. "Hey... it's okay, we're not gonna hurt'cha." Raph spoke quietly, trying to distract the other from the noise around them.

Donatello scurried a little further away, scared that these other turtles would hurt him. They had taken down the soldiers that were using him and were clearly the enemy.

The turtle advancing was huge compared to his small abused form, he was too small and thin to be healthy by any means and just stared in fear at Raph with his wide deep brown eyes

The emerald turtles heart stopped cold when those wide and scared brown eyes stared deep into his soul. Raphael felt as though he had seen those eyes before. But they were so full of life back then, they were bright and cheerful. These eyes were cold and dead, obviously from the years of abuse and torment.

It could not be the same turtle. The one the three of them thought had died. This could not be Donnie. But, he had to know.

"Donnie?"

Leonardo heard Raphael speak and quickly joined him, ignoring the dead bodies that had piled in the floor. He knew they should be leaving soon, reinforcements would be coming. Leo stopped dead when he seen the form cowering in the corner. Dirty olive shaded skin, deep brown eyes. He knew that face, it was unmistakeable. A look of disgust etched onto his face, quickly looking away. "Let's go."

Donnie only seemed more scared when Raph had called him by his name, years of abuse and torment had robbed the turtle of his memories, only having vague dreams to fall back on of a loving family.

He held the dirty collar around his neck in fear as he scurried back even further until his shell hit the wall and he realised that had nowhere to go. "W.who are you... h.how do you k.know my name?" His voice was soft but shaking badly, clearly not used very often

"Guy's? Do you know him?" Mikey asked curiously when he saw his older brothers reactions to the frightened little turtle. They had only been young children when Donatello had been taken from them, and Mikey was so upset when he realised that Donnie wasn't coming back that over the years his mind had blocked his memories of him, saving him from remembering that one of his brothers had been killed. They didn't understand back then who or why the bad men were after them

"He's our brother." Raphael said softly, his heart breaking at the sight. But there were other emotions sinking in.

Disgust. Sadness. Anger. Confusion.

So many thoughts swam through Raphael's head, but he turned his attention away from the small form hiding in the corner to look at mikey.

"It's D -"

"Was our brother. He doesn't even remember us." Leonardo spoke softly, unable to look at the smaller form of the brother they all believed to be dead. Don was innocent. He had done nothing wrong, but when Leo had turned around the smaller was gone, disappeared.

Donnie was perfectly silent, hidden away in the shadows of the room underneath a table. He was scared and didn't know what to think about these turtles. He'd heard awful things about his family and now they were back after they'd abandoned him.

The lies he'd been told cut deep and he didn't want anything to do with his 'neglectful' family, scared of what they'd do to him.

Mikey just looked confused. "We had another brother?" He knew there wasn't many turtles and he had dreams about a fourth turtle he used to play with when they were little... he was real? And their brother!   "What happened to him?"

Leonardo took in a deep breath, watching as their brother continued to scurry away from them. Unless, if this really was their brother. But the look on Raphael's face when he said his name was truth. Don was indeed still alive.

But this turtle was no longer their brother. Years of abuse and rape had broken him. Donnie more than likely saw them as the enemy.

"He was taken when we were kids. That doesn't matter now. We should leave."

"We can't just leave him here." Raphael protested, his heart breaking at the sight of his little brother moving further and further away from him. This was not Donnie, not anymore.

"I'm not leaving here without him." Mikey crossed his arms and gave his oldest brother a stubborn look that only a little brother could really do. "You saw how they treat him! Brother or not I'm not leaving him here like this."

Donnie stay curled up, hoping they listen to the one in the blue mask and leave him alone. He was terrified of being taken but also hated it here, this was his life though, just a worthless slave that only deserved to serve his masters the way he did. This was all he'd had known since he could remember, not remembering a time before his abuse and rape... before Master Shredder and his foot clan

Raphael breathed deeply. He was done with all this arguing. The large turtle grabbed Donatello and carried him bridal style within his arms. Frowning from how weightless and bruised he was.

"We are taking him, whether you like it or not." Raph challenged, getting right into Leonardo's face. Before an argument could be issued, the four had to quickly get out of there due to voices in the hallway.

Raph held onto Don with care as they ran, the frown on his face not at all removing his face. But there was rage within his heart. Rage that Shredder had broken their brother.

Shredder would be getting his dues yet.

Donnie cried out as he was suddenly grabbed but was too weak to put up any kind of fight against the strong healthy turtle holding onto him tightly. He still tried to get out of his arms though, yelping and makeig a lot of noise in his distress which was what attracted the foot soldiers outside, wanting to either watch or join in with the 'fun' or playing with the little turtle.

Mikey looked pained to do it but tied his bandana around Donnie's mouth to keep him quiet while they smuggled him out. "Shhh. We aren't going to hurt you, we're trying to help you." He tried to sooth the panicked and distressed turtle who he now noticed was bleeding slightly between his legs. "Guys he’s bleeding!"

"I know." Raphael answered honestly, which was why he trying to be so careful with the smaller turtle in his arms. He had been raped without preparation and the pain he had endured was more than likely severe. "We will help him when we get back home. We need to get him out of here first."

Leonardo took the front, taking out all who got in his way. He was a highly trained ninja and was a trained killer. They all were, but leo was made the leader since he could handle all of his brothers without fear and was the most level headed out of all of them.

Mikey automatically fell back to cover the rear, cutting down any ninjas that tried to attack from behind while they protected Raph and Donnie by keeping them between them.

Leo finally stopped when they reached the woods and looked back at Don. As much as he was trying to hide it, his heart was also broken at the lifeless and scared sight of Donatello. A look he never once imagined he would receive.

Donnie was shaking violently, crying hard and only made muffled cries and whimpers past the makeshift gag Mikey had created with his mask.

Leo and Mikey both had Slashs of blood up them from their fights and Raph had a few patches from where Donnie was bleeding, aggravating old injuries as he weakly fought against Raph in blind fear and panic

"It's okay." Raphael spoke softly, holding Don a little tighter. "We won't hurt'cha, just calm down. We are almost home." The large turtle was not concerned about his own injuries or about the blood staining his body. All he cared about was making sure the form in his arms was safe and out of harm's way.

They slowly reached their home and quickly placed Donatello onto their couch. The place they lived in was far from Shredders tower. Donnie would be safe here.

Leonardo stood watch as Raphael slowly began to check for injuries and winced whenever Don would lash out and refuse the treatment. "He's too broken, Raph we cannot force him right now."

As soon as he was placed down he scurried back and pulled himself into a tight ball, looking for all the world like he was actually trying to pull right into his shell, and he was skinny enough to look like he might manage it too. It was hard to try and get a good look at him like this though and Mikey helped Raph get him to at least be curled on his side instead.

The tattered robe he was wearing was too big and looked like baggy rags draped around him. The poor turtle stunk since he was rarely bathed and the even the rags were covered in dried blood, cum and even waste at the bottoms, various scabs and healing cuts looked possibly infected but tiny pin holes in his arm showed that he'd been given some kind of drugs that hopefully helped to stave off serious infections. 

Even his plastron was softer than it should be since he was so weak and malnourished, not offering him much protection at all and his shell seemed to be cracked and flaking in various places.

"Donatello." Leonardo spoke evenly, looking at the smaller turtle curling in on himself. It was breaking Leo's heart to see Donatello like this. He remembered him so full of life and always so cheerful. Cunning and smart.

Now he was broken. A lifeless doll.

Leo cautiously stepped closer towards Donatello and gently pulled him out of his curled in a ball position. "Donatello, certainly you did not forget your brothers. We only wish to help you. Everything's alright now."

Raphael stood by, he was wary of his brother since he was the one who had been arguing about them taking Donnie from the beginning. But the stance of his older brother told him that he had a change of heart. "Let us help you, Donnie you don't wish to get sick, do you?"

Mikey stepped forwards to take off the 'gag' since Donnie didn't seem to want to do it himself, like he was used to being gagged. He gave his brother a friendly and encouraging smile, trying to help him feel less threatened.

"I..I wanna go b.back" The soft broken voice was shaking as badly as the dirty turtle himself before he slipped to the floor with a loud whimper as pain shot up from his aching rear. He was raised as a pathetic animal and animals weren't allowed on soft comfortable furniture, it was too good for the likes of him. "M.master wil b.be angry" Shredder treated him like dirt as much as the soilders did, but he took a little pride in having his enemies son and brother as his personal pet slave that he could do with whatever he liked.

Mikey sat down on the floor opposite him and tried to reach out to touch him but the other shrunk away, scared to even be touched

"Master?" Raphael asked sadly, bending down so that he loomed over the smaller, though it was not in a threatening way. Like a mother would do for her child.

"Come on, at least let us let ya get cleaned up." Raph's voice was soft and quiet as he spoke, ever so gently reaching out to the smaller arm and gently pulling him into his arms.