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Some of you may have read this already. It is an ongoing Round Robin that can be found on the Stealthy Stories Forum, written by the five of us. We are Wire Glip!

This story was started by Pi90katana way back in February of 2005. She found it not too long ago and offered it up. Now, she, Lioness Goddess, innocent-rebel, Wanequelle (AKA The Burninator Named Trogdor), and engelina write it together.

This first short chapter was written by Pi90katana and Lioness-Goddess. The first part in Leo's POV was by Pi, the rest by LG.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: We may be a five-headed author, but we can't scare Peter Laird enough to give us ownership of the TMNT.

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Leo's POV

There's something about blood. It's warm and cold at the same time. For Leo, it was mostly cold right now.

His arms felt sticky, and his chest wet. The left side of his head was painted with the red too.

On his knees, Leo dragged his brother's unconscious body in the snow. He knew the farmhouse wasn't far- it couldn't be far.

But he couldn't move much farther.

It was his fault. His fault for fighting. Shouldn't have done that.

Stopping, Leo tried to adjust his own injuries. Hurt too much to move.

There was a bush. It looked very familiar. Just beyond it, he could see the farmhouse.

Frowning, he managed to take out one katana and toss it over, even though both of his arms were heavy, one bleeding profusely.

Then he lay down in the snow, close to his brother, hoping to keep him warm. He was too tired to move.

He was too tired.

Raph's POV

"Raph, I'm worried about Leo and Mike," April said, biting her lip worriedly and crossing her arms over her chest. "They left hours ago and haven't come back yet…it's pretty cold out there."

"Yer probably worried fer nuthin, April," Raph said from his reclined position on the couch. "Mike prob'ly jus' got sidetracked by somethin' shiny."

"Still…" April glanced out the window, her worried face not fading.

Raph sighed. "Look, Donn-o's prob'ly still busy tryin' ta get the stove to work again, but I'll go find 'em and bring 'em back if it'll make ya feel better."

"It would," the red head admitted.

"Then don't worry about it," Raph said, grabbing his sais and shoving them in his belt before heading for the door, "I'll be back before ya know it."

Leo's POV

So… tired…

Leo was so tired. He wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep. Funny thing was, he could see the snow around him, and feel his brother's freezing skin next to him, but he didn't feel cold. Not cold at all, in fact.

Sleep sounded so good…

Couldn't sleep though. Had to stay awake. Had to protect Mikey. Couldn't let him die. Probably already dead though.

"No…" Leo mumbled through shivering lips. Mike wouldn't die. He'd lost blood, and true it was cold, but they'd made it so close…

So close…

So tired…

Sleep.

Leo's eyelids drooped shut right in time to miss the flash of red rapidly coming up in front of him.

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The five-headed author Wire Glip thanks you for reading. (bows)

If you'd be so kind to leave a review, we'd be very thankful!

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