Hiya, everyone. So, this is my first songfic. I heard this song and immeditaly thought 'This has TMNT written all over it.'

DISCLAIMER: I don't own TMNt or the song (song is 'Man Against The World' by Survivor, by the way).

Anyway, here goes...

Have you ever walked alone at night
Like a man against the world
No one takes your side
A boat against the tide
When your faith is shaken you start to break
And you heart can't find the words
Tossed upon the sand
I give you a man against the world..

"C'mon – we gotta do somethin', Leo! We can't just sit around here and let it happen!"

"Raph, I said NO! After what happened the last time, there's no way we're going to get involved in another gang fight unless we really have to!"

"So, we're gunna let innocent people get hurt, all cos a wot happened last time?" Raph growled. His older brother had the most profound sense of honour out of all of them, and if anything was going to get Leo agree with him, then this was it.

"Yes, Raph. Besides, Mikey's still not properly healed, and Donny – well, he's been staying up late looking after Mikey. He needs to rest – there's no way he's ready for another gang war!" Leo was getting annoyed now, but was still trying to avoid raising his voice too much – why could his hot-headed brother never follow an order?

"Fine then," Raph's voice was now low, a stark contrast to the booming tone he had been using only moments ago. "Be like that." He balled his hands into fists, glaring at his blue-masked brother, before stalking out of the lair.

"Raph, wait! You can't…" But Raph had already gone. Leo shook his head – why did it have to be this way? Did Raphael not realise the worry he put his family through, each time he went out to play vigilante? Or didn't he care? Maybe he should go after him…try to stop him. But then Raph would just get even angrier, and there was no telling what might happen then. God, why did Raph have to be this way?

"Hey, Leo, what was that all about?" He turned to see Donny and Mikey coming out of the lab.

"Oh, the usual – Raph wanted us to join the gang fight tonight."

"But dude, doesn't he remember how badly things went last time?" Mikey asked, thinking of just how bad it had been. There had been way too many of those thugs, and he hadn't thought either him or his bros were going to make it out alive. Surely Raph didn't want them to try it again?

"So, where is he now?" This came from Donny, although in his heart he already knew the answer.

"He went out," replied Leo, once again inwardly cursing his younger brother's stupidity.

"That hot-head! Surely even he wouldn't be stupid enough to try to go up against them on his own?"

"Donny, he thinks he's going to save innocent people from getting caught in the crossfire!"

"But Leo, doesn't he remember how lucky we were to get out alive last time? And that was with four of us - if he's by himself, he could…" Mikey fell silent, glancing at his two older brothers. He knew they were all thinking the same thing, but none of them could bring themselves to say the word.

"We know, Mikey, we know," Leo answered softly.

Raph revved up the shell-cycle, making his way towards the docks. How could Leo not realise they had to do something – they had to make sure no one got hurt in this fight. He understood Leo's reasoning, but just couldn't accept it himself. He knew Donny and Mikey were in no fit state to fight, but Leo could have come with him. Raph was tempted to call Casey, but he seemed to remember Casey saying something about taking April out for dinner and a movie tonight. Oh well, Raphie would have to play alone tonight – just one turtle against the world.

He was now nearing the docks, so quickly parked his bike in a side alley. Making sure to stay hidden in the shadows, he could almost hear Leo warning him to go back before it was too late. 'Shuddup Leo', he thought angrily, but he still seemed to hear him. Don't do this, Raph – just come home. As Raph came around the side of the building, he saw the gang standing on the pier. There must have been at least 60 of them, if not more. Whatever the number, there were way too many for him to handle alone…and he knew it. He reached for his shell-cell, and dialled Leo's number.

"Raph?"

"Yeah, it's me. Listen, I'm by the docks…"

"Stop right there. I already told you – we're not joining in with this one."

"But Leo, we gotta do somethin'. We can't just let 'em get away with it."

"Raph, we've been through this. I know I usually say we have to stand up for what's right, but this time we just can't, okay?"

"No, Leo. It ain't okay. We can't just pick and choose. Please, bro, just meet me here."

"No, Raph. There's no way…"

"Okay, Fearless, I get it," Raph's voice was laced with an icy anger. "I thought that you were the one with honour, but I guess I was wrong."

"Raph! I didn't say we wouldn't stop them, I just said we should wait! Please, Raph, just come home. I promise you, we will stop them, just not tonight."

"Whateva." Raph clicked the phone shut, disconnecting the call. He couldn't believe it – his oh-so-perfect-and-honourable older brother, the one he had always looked up to even though they always seemed to be arguing, had backed down from doing what was right. And with this realisation, his world seemed to shatter. He really was now a lone turtle against the world.