Hunted

By

Hannio

Chapter One

Lets go

Disclaimer – None of the characters mentioned in the below piece of fiction belong to me in any shape or form, I'm merely using them because the idea for this story was in my head and required them.

Author Note – Just a little story I've been working on, it is a chapter story but the chapter aren't long which is done on purpose. I've already got up to chapter 4 written so hopefully this story will be updated and completed soon. Hope you enjoy it

Michelangelo hated waking up, he preferred being able to lie in bed and rest, dozing on and off for as long as he wanted until his rumbling stomach would force him to get up and eat. Not that he particularly minded, as much as he loved his bed, he loved food equally as much. So it was understandable that for a moment he thought that it had been his stomach which had woken him up from his deep sleep.

It took a moment to gather his thoughts together enough to realise that someone was calling to him, shaking his shoulder roughly with each spoken word

"Mike, wake up and get up, come on we have no time. Mike" the voice was low as if the person speaking didn't want to be heard by anyone else. He recognised the voice, just not the tone of it that was different.

"What" he grumbled attempting to throw his arm out to hit the person away from him. A task made impossible by the fact he had managed to wrap himself into a cocoon sometime during the night, limiting his movement and access. The hand removed itself from his shoulder the minute he spoke though the voice didn't cease speaking to him.

"Come on Mikey get up as in get up now" Michelangelo turned his head on his pillow and squinted up at the figure, his eyes widening in surprise as he recognised the emerald colour of the skin.

"Raph?" he asked in confusion, his voice came out husky and scratchy through misuse causing him to wince. It felt like he had swallowed razorblades during the night "What is it? What's wrong?" he asked pushing himself into a sitting position, the motion causing him to cough violently. It took him a moment to regain his breathe, he took a deep breath and looked up managing to smile at Raphael who was rubbing his shell in a comforting motion, his face in a frown of concern though he didn't say anything.

Michelangelo straightened up ignoring the shudders that was racing through him making him long to lie back down again and close his eyes. That was another reason he loved sleeping so much, it helped him forget the fact that he was ill.

"Mike" Raphael said after a moment silence looking around him "We've got to go now, Leo and Donnie are heading to the secondary hideout with our supplies, is there anything you need from here, come on think" Michelangelo frowned but looked around him shaking his head

"Just my nunchucks" he said. Raphael nodded and moved away from him quickly; pulling the bag he had round his shoulder off and grabbing Michelangelo's nunchuck, forcing them into the bag. He also picked up Michelangelo's mask and pads before closing the bag and putting it back round his shoulder

"Come on" he said, he reached down and gripped Michelangelo by his upper arm, forcing him to his feet and wrapping the arm round his shoulder, supporting his weight.

"The secondary base?" Michelangelo repeated once the ground has steadied beneath his feet, an icy feeling skittered down his spine "Raphie, what's going on? Why are Leo and Donnie heading there? Why are we going there?" he demanded, it felt like his head was going to explode. Raphael shot him a quick unreadable glance before his head whipped round

"Shhhhh" he hissed, stepping to the side of the door, one hand dropping to grip his Sai as he cocked his head towards the door and listened intently for something. Michelangelo held his breath and remained still allowing Raphael to concentrate. It felt like they stood there for hours but in reality it had been mere seconds.

Michelangelo breathed out loudly as he felt Raphael relax slightly beside him before he was pulled forward again, out of his room and onto the upper floor corridor heading towards the staircase.

"Raph" he began before he was interrupted

"Do you trust me?" Raphael asked him shooting his the same unreadable look again as he helped him down the staircase. Michelangelo turned his head to look directly at him as he allowed Raphael to pull him towards the sewer entrance to their home.

"With my life" he answered, all trace of mockery gone from his voice. Raphael nodded his head looking satisfied by the answer.

"Then trust me now" he said "Leo and Donnie will explain everything to you when we meet up with them, all you need to do now is to remain quiet and follow my lead ok?" Michelangelo nodded his head with a determined look that made Raphael shoot him a rare look of pride

"Good, now let's go"

Author Note – Hiya, hope you enjoyed chapter one, as I said before the chapters will be short and this is a chapter story. Please review but no flames. Many thanks