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No money being made.\nWord Count: 1,236 multi-chapter 2k3\nAlternate universe - future parts will contain TCest, language, adult situations\nSummary: Master Splinter only discovered, rescued, and raised three turtle hatchlings. What became of the fourth?\n*My part of a trade with the incredible KameChuu. The preview image was created for this story by KameChuu.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine. No money being made.
Word Count: 1,236 multi-chapter 2k3
Alternate universe - future parts will contain TCest, language, adult situations
Summary: Master Splinter only discovered, rescued, and raised three turtle hatchlings. What became of the fourth?
*My part of a trade with the incredible KameChuu. The preview image was created for this story by KameChuu.", "writing": "\tLeonardo dreamed of the sea green turtle that night. It was not the first time the lost boy, as Leonardo had come to think of him, had invaded the older turtles dreams, but it was the most vivid.\n\n\tNow he had shape and color, where before he was merely a ghost in the mist. The same infectious laughter filled the dream, but now Leonardo saw the lips from which it fell.\n\n\tBlue eyes pierced the gloom and pushed aside the darkness; shadows whose strength would lay claim to Leonardo were as nothing against the brightness that moved with the phantom turtle. The cold that always gripped Leonardo in his shadow dreams was pushed aside by the lost boy's warmth.\n\n\tLeonardo felt an overwhelming urge to touch the other turtle, but for each step forward that he took, the other turtle took two steps back.\n\n\t[i]``Please stay,''[/i] Leonardo called out in desperation as the other turtle began to fade away.\n\n\t[i]``Catch me,''[/i] the turtle teased, his laughter whipping out to caress Leonardo's skin.\n\n\tWhen Leonardo woke to find that he was painfully hard beneath his plastron, he was not at all surprised.\n\n\tAll throughout the next day, either Raphael or Donatello would stop Leonardo to ask if he intended to try to catch the mystery turtle. When Leonardo responded affirmatively, they then asked how. It was difficult for them to believe that Leonardo did not already have a plan, when in fact he'd had a number of plans and they had already tried all of them.\n\n\t``I'm open to suggestions,'' Leonardo said, part wistfully and part sarcastically.\n\n\t``Next time we see the little shit, we just need ta pounce on him,'' Raphael said. ``Surround him and stop him from running off.''\n\n\t``Do you know how many times we've already tried that tactic?'' Leonardo asked. ``He never goes into an area that he can't escape from; he never paints himself into a corner. We've only seen him twice because twice is all he's allowed us to see him. I'm sure he's never seen others of his kind so I have no idea why he keeps running away. You'd think he'd be as curious about us as we are about him.''\n\n\tDonatello looked thoughtful as he said, ``I don't think he's shy, I think he's just wary. That seems to indicate that he's spent a lot of time alone and probably also that he's had some bad experiences. He seems to crave interaction with us; otherwise he wouldn't practically call to us every night with his laughter. Allowing us those brief glimpses of him is probably his way of satisfying the questions he has about us without putting himself into too much danger of being caught.''\n\n\tRaphael huffed. ``If we were playing hide-n-seek with him, our mystery turtle would walk off with the trophy. He's just too damn good at hiding.''\n\n\t``In actuality, we [i]are [/i]playing a game with him,'' Donatello said. ``He calls to us, we give chase, and he eludes us. From the sound of things, he's having himself a great time.''\n\n\t``So maybe we should ignore him,'' Raphael said. ``Maybe he'd come closer then and we could grab him.''\n\n\tDonatello laughed. ``I don't think he'd respond too favorably to being grabbed. Have you seen what he's been doing to the Purple Dragons with his nunchucks?''\n\n\t``I ain't chopped liver ya' know and I'm a damn sight better than any five Purple Dragons put together,'' Raphael said, puffing out his chest. ``I can handle anything he can dish out with those `chucks of his.''\n\n\t``Can you handle it while he's bouncing around?'' Donatello asked. ``He isn't the kind to stand toe-to-toe with you trading blows. He'll hit you and by the time you take a swing at him, he won't be there anymore.''\n\n\t``Oh yeah? Well I say I can take him,'' Raphael said belligerently.\n\n\t``I don't know why getting close to him needs to disintegrate into a fight,'' Donatello said. ``He hasn't exactly been aggressive towards any of us.''\n\n\t``None of that makes any difference if we can't figure out a way ta find him and get him ta stay in one spot,'' Raphael pointed out.\n\n\tLeonardo had been silent during his brother's debate, his mind gnawing on their problem like a dog with a bone. Finally he looked up and said, ``If you're searching for a hunter, you don't go where you think [i]he'll[/i] be, you go where you know his [i]prey [/i]will be.''\n\n\tA slow smile creased Raphael's mouth. ``The one thing we do know about him from these last few weeks is that he hates the Purple Dragons just as much as we do.''\n\n\t``And the Dragons are a lot easier to find than that turtle is,'' Donatello said, continuing the train of thought.\n\n\t``The night after this one is Friday,'' Leonardo said. ``It's supposed to be overcast which means no moon.''\n\n\t``No moon means the night crawlers come out of the woodwork,'' Raphael said. ``Let me give my source a call; I'll bet he's heard something on the streets about the Dragons. Those bozos are as predictable as Master Splinter's early morning tea.''\n\n\tRaphael's source was a human named Casey Jones. Jones had once run with the street gangs; from a broken home he had no discipline, no fear, no self-control, and a hot temper.\n\n\tHe was one of the lucky ones; a coach had spotted potential in the pre-teen and gotten him into athletics, hockey to be exact. The kid had fallen hopelessly in love with the sport and that love had pushed him to stay in school. He'd gotten a college scholarship and was a top prospect for the pro-scouts.\n\n\tThen one weekend when he was home visiting his sick mother, the Purple Dragons had come around looking to collect protection money from the residents of her apartment complex.\n\n\tApparently unhappy with how little they got, they had proceeded to torch the building. Casey, on his way back from the pharmacy, saw them and jumped into the middle of the group, fists swinging.\n\n\tHe'd broken off from the fight when the fire turned into a conflagration. Rushing inside, he'd gotten his mother and several of their neighbors out of the building. As he was carrying an old man to safety, one of the Purple Dragons jumped out of the shadows and knee-capped the young hero.\n\n\tCasey's mother suffered a coronary and died, and Casey's injured knee ended his chances of playing pro-hockey. It became his mission to destroy New York City's street gangs, most especially the Purple Dragons.\n\n\tHis neighborhood connections fed him all the information he required to continue his crusade and meeting Raphael, a kindred spirit, had given him the close friend that he needed.\n\n\tIf the Purple Dragons were going to be busy Friday night, Casey Jones would know it and soon Raphael and his brothers would know it as well. Casey might have even heard talk of the mystery turtle, though the brothers doubted he would know anything useful.\n\n\tThe turtle in the orange mask was just too elusive. Friday night would prove if he was also uncatchable.\n\n\tFor Leonardo that concept was untenable. His thoughts were filled day and night with the charismatic imp, to the point of it becoming an obsession. He was determined to get close to the spirited turtle, no matter what he had to do.\n\nTBC..................\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tLeonardo dreamed of the sea green turtle that night.  It was not the first time the lost boy, as Leonardo had come to think of him, had invaded the older turtles dreams, but it was the most vivid.

\tNow he had shape and color, where before he was merely a ghost in the mist.  The same infectious laughter filled the dream, but now Leonardo saw the lips from which it fell.

\tBlue eyes pierced the gloom and pushed aside the darkness; shadows whose strength would lay claim to Leonardo were as nothing against the brightness that moved with the phantom turtle.  The cold that always gripped Leonardo in his shadow dreams was pushed aside by the lost boy's warmth.

\tLeonardo felt an overwhelming urge to touch the other turtle, but for each step forward that he took, the other turtle took two steps back.

\t``Please stay,'' Leonardo called out in desperation as the other turtle began to fade away.

\t``Catch me,'' the turtle teased, his laughter whipping out to caress Leonardo's skin.

\tWhen Leonardo woke to find that he was painfully hard beneath his plastron, he was not at all surprised.

\tAll throughout the next day, either Raphael or Donatello would stop Leonardo to ask if he intended to try to catch the mystery turtle.  When Leonardo responded affirmatively, they then asked how.  It was difficult for them to believe that Leonardo did not already have a plan, when in fact he'd had a number of plans and they had already tried all of them.

\t``I'm open to suggestions,'' Leonardo said, part wistfully and part sarcastically.

\t``Next time we see the little shit, we just need ta pounce on him,'' Raphael said.  ``Surround him and stop him from running off.''

\t``Do you know how many times we've already tried that tactic?'' Leonardo asked.  ``He never goes into an area that he can't escape from; he never paints himself into a corner.  We've only seen him twice because twice is all he's allowed us to see him.  I'm sure he's never seen others of his kind so I have no idea why he keeps running away.  You'd think he'd be as curious about us as we are about him.''

\tDonatello looked thoughtful as he said, ``I don't think he's shy, I think he's just wary.  That seems to indicate that he's spent a lot of time alone and probably also that he's had some bad experiences.  He seems to crave interaction with us; otherwise he wouldn't practically call to us every night with his laughter.  Allowing us those brief glimpses of him is probably his way of satisfying the questions he has about us without putting himself into too much danger of being caught.''

\tRaphael huffed.  ``If we were playing hide-n-seek with him, our mystery turtle would walk off with the trophy.  He's just too damn good at hiding.''

\t``In actuality, we are playing a game with him,'' Donatello said.  ``He calls to us, we give chase, and he eludes us.  From the sound of things, he's having himself a great time.''

\t``So maybe we should ignore him,'' Raphael said.  ``Maybe he'd come closer then and we could grab him.''

\tDonatello laughed.  ``I don't think he'd respond too favorably to being grabbed.  Have you seen what he's been doing to the Purple Dragons with his nunchucks?''

\t``I ain't chopped liver ya' know and I'm a damn sight better than any five Purple Dragons put together,'' Raphael said, puffing out his chest.  ``I can handle anything he can dish out with those `chucks of his.''

\t``Can you handle it while he's bouncing around?'' Donatello asked.  ``He isn't the kind to stand toe-to-toe with you trading blows.  He'll hit you and by the time you take a swing at him, he won't be there anymore.''

\t``Oh yeah?  Well I say I can take him,'' Raphael said belligerently.

\t``I don't know why getting close to him needs to disintegrate into a fight,'' Donatello said.  ``He hasn't exactly been aggressive towards any of us.''

\t``None of that makes any difference if we can't figure out a way ta find him and get him ta stay in one spot,'' Raphael pointed out.

\tLeonardo had been silent during his brother's debate, his mind gnawing on their problem like a dog with a bone.  Finally he looked up and said, ``If you're searching for a hunter, you don't go where you think he'll be, you go where you know his prey will be.''

\tA slow smile creased Raphael's mouth.  ``The one thing we do know about him from these last few weeks is that he hates the Purple Dragons just as much as we do.''

\t``And the Dragons are a lot easier to find than that turtle is,'' Donatello said, continuing the train of thought.

\t``The night after this one is Friday,'' Leonardo said.  ``It's supposed to be overcast which means no moon.''

\t``No moon means the night crawlers come out of the woodwork,'' Raphael said.  ``Let me give my source a call; I'll bet he's heard something on the streets about the Dragons.  Those bozos are as predictable as Master Splinter's early morning tea.''

\tRaphael's source was a human named Casey Jones.  Jones had once run with the street gangs; from a broken home he had no discipline, no fear, no self-control, and a hot temper.

\tHe was one of the lucky ones; a coach had spotted potential in the pre-teen and gotten him into athletics, hockey to be exact.  The kid had fallen hopelessly in love with the sport and that love had pushed him to stay in school.  He'd gotten a college scholarship and was a top prospect for the pro-scouts.

\tThen one weekend when he was home visiting his sick mother, the Purple Dragons had come around looking to collect protection money from the residents of her apartment complex.

\tApparently unhappy with how little they got, they had proceeded to torch the building.  Casey, on his way back from the pharmacy, saw them and jumped into the middle of the group, fists swinging.

\tHe'd broken off from the fight when the fire turned into a conflagration.  Rushing inside, he'd gotten his mother and several of their neighbors out of the building.  As he was carrying an old man to safety, one of the Purple Dragons jumped out of the shadows and knee-capped the young hero.

\tCasey's mother suffered a coronary and died, and Casey's injured knee ended his chances of playing pro-hockey.  It became his mission to destroy New York City's street gangs, most especially the Purple Dragons.

\tHis neighborhood connections fed him all the information he required to continue his crusade and meeting Raphael, a kindred spirit, had given him the close friend that he needed.

\tIf the Purple Dragons were going to be busy Friday night, Casey Jones would know it and soon Raphael and his brothers would know it as well.  Casey might have even heard talk of the mystery turtle, though the brothers doubted he would know anything useful.

\tThe turtle in the orange mask was just too elusive.  Friday night would prove if he was also uncatchable.

\tFor Leonardo that concept was untenable.  His thoughts were filled day and night with the charismatic imp, to the point of it becoming an obsession.  He was determined to get close to the spirited turtle, no matter what he had to do.

TBC..................

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