AU Fic, set in 2003 series - While on his way home one night, Mikey is ambushed by Bishop's men and taken captive. In Bishop's custody, Mikey is put through an experiment that will alter his and his brother's lives, that is if he can escape. Will his brothers be able to save him in time, or will Bishop finally manage to create the perfect soldier at the cost of Mikey?

This story contains T-Cest, M-Preg. If you don't like it, then back out of this page now. You've been warned.

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Chapter 1. Prologue

Michelangelo's POV:

'It's been two months since I've been captured, but it feels like it's been forever to me. I had hoped my bros would've found me by now, but what can I expect, especially since I've been moved to a different facility three times since I was caught. I guess Bishop really doesn't want me to escape this time.'

The room is small, white panelling on the walls, and an electronically locked door. The room doesn't have much in it - a bed with white sheets, a clock on the wall and a bed pan. In other words, boring. Not much for a Ninja Turtle to do when waiting for a sadistic government agent to inflict his next round of experimenting, or in Mikey's opinion, torture. At least the room had a clock though. He figured he'd have gone insane if he didn't at least know what time it was. He'd been trying to reach his brothers through meditation, but it seemed he always missed them. He had hoped that with the clock there, he'd be able to meditate at the right time of day and hopefully contact one of his brothers, if not all of them, but so far he had not managed to gain contact, much to his disappointment.

'I wish my bros would hurry. I miss them more and more every day. Why, of all the times Bishop could have taken me, why did he have to kidnap me at the start of mating season.' He thought, while rubbing his hand over his plastron. Thinking of all the things he and his brothers - or rather, mates - had been planning on doing before his rather frustrating "detainment," was making him feel all hot and needy. 'No! Remember, they're watching you, shell-head. Don't give them the satisfaction of watching you suffer more.' Giving the camera in the corner a dirty look, he rolled over on the bed onto his left side, facing the wall.

He stayed silent when he heard the sound of some scientists walking by the door. He learned the hard way that if he made too much noise that they'll just think he's ready for more experimenting, and that if you try to resist said scientists from experimenting, that you end up suffering through said experiment without any pain relief. Ouch. He still had the scars from the last round, and he really did not want to go through that again, especially since he had more than just his life to care for at the moment.

"They'll be here soon." He whispered, as he closed his eyes. 'They'll be here soon, and when we escape, we'll be safe. All of us.' He thought as he drifted off to a restless sleep with one had resting on his plastron over his stomach, dreaming of what's to come for him, his mates, and the new little addition he's carrying inside of him.

Authors note: In this story, we have all of the turtles together in one mating pack. I love reading Mikey and Raph together, but I liked the idea of all of them being together more for this story, and with the prospect of Mikey being pregnant too? Even better. Reviews are welcome, flames are not. Thanks, and see you all soon.