New story! tmntlover65 also looked at this first chapter before I posted it.

So, I don't own TMNT at all. Nothing in this story is mine. None of it. No OC's what so ever.

"Ugh…where..?" Raph looks around with a blurry gaze, "..am..I..?" Everything is black; Pitch dark. Not even his ninja eyes could detect anything. The smell told him the sewer, but there could be places that smelled like that, right? He doesn't remember anything that happened prior.

He tries to move forward, but finds that he can't go far. He's stuck to the wall he woke up against. Raph feels around his wrists. There are chains.

He checks himself, but all his weapons are gone, even the hidden ones. There is nothing here. He's defenseless. "Hey!" He yells. "Where am I?" After a bridge of silence, someone chuckles maliciously, "Hey sucka, maybe ya could come outta da shadows and face me!" A light flares up from a torch. Raph regrets leaving his eyes open when they burn for a moment from the sudden light. He looks around.

It seems to be an old room in the sewer. It's rectangular with an opening to another room not too far off. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all made of stone-licked-with-some-slime. Someone puts the torch in a wall holder. Raph spins his head around to see-

"Spike?" He asks. His little pet turtle had been mutated into a large turtle with a spiky shell and blueish skin a few nights before. He had disappeared, not leaving a clue to where he went. He has a deep red mask and a mace hanging by his side. 'Spike' looks at him with fury.

"Slash, Raphael! Not Spike!" He yells.

"But, what're ya..?" Raph says, pulling at his chains, confused. Slash just sighs and turns a crank at the opposite wall. The chains are longer than Raph thought, going up the wall behind him, across the ceiling, and down again to the crank. It pulls at the chains up. Raph yelps and is soon suspended next to the wall, eye level with the giant turtle.

"Do you know what it's like, to be someone else's?" Slash asks. Raph shakes his head. "Of course not. I was your pet. You loved me, cared for me, and was my best friend," Slash pauses, "But that all changed when you sided with your brothers."

"It changed when ya mutated yerself. Now what do ya want?"

"I want my friend back. And I obviously can't be a pet anymore," Slash says, turning away.

"Spike.. where're ya goin' with this..?" Raph asks, still struggling. But the tortoise turns back around.

"It's SLASH!.. Anyway, I figured if I couldn't be a pet, and you wouldn't want to stick around, then I guess that-"

"WHAT!?" Raph yells, reading between the lines, "I'm nobody's pet Slash! Nobody's!" Slash chuckles and walks right up to Raph's face.

"Don't you know your origin? Hamato Yoshi bought you four from a pet shop. If anything, you are his pets." Raph looks straight into his eyes.

'Master Splinter made us his sons when we gained our humanity, don't do this!' he silently screams.

"But you're mine now, Raphael. Your brothers don't know where you are and neither do you. You're stuck here.. Forget about them, they don't matter." Raph's gaze changes to defiance.

"They. Mean. Everything!" Slash walks back over to the crank and lowers Raph.

"Rest up, pet. I have some business to take care of."

Raph pulls at the chains that bind him to the crank. He wants out, he wants to get out of here! He looks around. The torch is still there, but it looks like it'll go out at any second. Raph gets angrier and angrier by the moment. 'Why is Spike doin' this!?'

"You always hated following orders," Slash says as he comes back in. A new light source is turned on. Raph blinks. "I told you to sleep, Raphael!"

"I'm not tired. Although if ya count bein' tired of havin' chains on ma, then I guess I am!"

"If I took those off, you'd try to leave."

"Exactly." Slash walks over to the crank. "Wait wait wait!" He turns it, causing Raph to be pulled up again. The chains cut into his wrists and make him want to scream. But he doesn't. He's too stubborn. He just clamps his beak shut and bears it.

"This is for your own good, pal." Slash walks over to the suspended turtle and holds up a cloth.

"W-What's that?" Raph asks, trying to move away. But Slash grabs his wrists to keep him there. He takes the cloth and puts it over Raph's beak. 'Chloroform,' he realizes. He struggles. He kicks Slash and wriggles, trying to loosen his grip.

"Don't be like that Raphael, you need to sleep."

Raph stares at him to say, 'I trusted ya!' He holds his breath as well as any turtle could. Slash lets go of his wrists and jabs his stomach.

The force compels Raph to open his mouth to take in oxygen, but instead he breathes the chloroform. He goes limp in the air and his chin drops to his plastron. Slash turns the crank and allows Raph to lay on the floor.

Everybody hooked yet? Want to know what happens? Good. Because I'll tell you. Next chapter! (R&R everybody, R&R)