A/N Now to the fight, or lack there of.

So without further ado, Let the chaos ensue.

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April's POV

I glare at the group of five Men in Black ripe-offs, waiting for what will happen next. I sense the guys jump down before I hear it, and having them at my back would normally make me feel safer, but this is personal and I don't want them to get hurt because of it. Not waiting for the suits to take a opportunity to confront us, I take the initiative. Dashing towards them, tensen out and ready. The guys are shocked at my ferocity and it takes a moment to back me up.

I slash at the one closest to me, and miss. I continue my attacks and miss every time, my anger clouds my logic. I feel the hard shell of one of the boys against my back and the two of us fall to the ground. The wind is knocked out of me, and I struggle to catch my breath even as they get off. I don't know who, but a strong pair of arms pick me up, and judging by the jostling that occurs, they are running.

They set me against the wall in an alley, and I can just barely make out the word breathe, and footsteps. I open my eyes to see retreating red, and focus on what Raph told me to do, and focus on my breathing. A few moments pass, and I just manage to catch my breathe when I hear hurried footsteps approach. I glace back towards the entrance and see Mikey dash in shortly followed in by a suit. All I can do is watch as the youngest, in self defense, strikes him in the face with his Nunchaku.

The man falls face first, the side of his face that was struck against the ground hiding the damage. I notice the beginnings of a minor panic attack appear on Mikey's face, and I force myself to get up, and I gentle wrap my arms around the fearful turtle. "It's OK Mikey, I'm here." And we just stand there, me comforting him, and Mikey trying to get over what he had to do.

When Mikey finally settles down, We look at the body face first in the ground. I approach him, and lightly tap his side with my foot. When he doesn't stir, I do it again, only this time turning him completely over, revealing the side that was struck, and instead of blood and bone, and shiny blue material is apparent. The two of us jump back in shock, and a headache becoming known.

Mikey leans down, to get a closer look when the chest opens up, and inside lies what can only be a brain. I give a look of disgust as Mikey pokes it lightly with his foot. we both jolt when two piercing yellow eyes open, and Mikey starts screaming as the brain thing latches onto his face. I wrap my hands around the tentacles that are latched on either side of his head. "Get off of him!" I command of the thing and surprisingly, with a slight flow of power, it works. The thing unlatches from the youngest, and I drop kick it out of the alleyway, hoping it gets hit by a car.

"Mikey, you doing ok?"

He doesn't answer, and instead runs out the alley shouting for his brothers. I follow after him at a slower pace trying the get my thoughts sorted out. I make it to the entrance when the hairs at the back of my neck stand on end, and turn to see the body gone, leaving nothing behind. I approach the sight where the body was, and search for any clues on where it went and what it was.

Behind me I can hear the guys ridicule Mikey, and decide to teach them a lesson later, but for now I stand and meander towards the opening where the youngest turtle stands defensively with his back towards the alley, and the older brothers are relaxed.

"You guys should really learn to listen, you just might learn something." I cut in before they even notice I'm there. All four jump at my sudden appearance, and I gesture over my shoulder once all eyes are on me. "Come on, I saw a sewer lid back in the alley we can use to get back."

After receiving a nod from them, I lead the way to the lid, but follow the guys once we get to the sewers, hanging back by Mikey in a silent form of support. Mikey smiles at the company that I easily return.

Leo's POV

The trek back to the lair is done in comfortable silence. April was hanging back by Mikey, with the two of them chatting silently.

Raph is behind me followed closely by Donnie.

The conversation stops when we reach the turn styles, and we all trudge in. I lead the way to the dojo, where we all kneel in front of Master Splinter. The order is the same as when we were just starting. Master Slinter stands in front of all of us, studying the bruises and slight scraps.

"My children, what has happened?"

"Well master it's like this," And I begin the odd explanation of what happened. April moves around in the background, tending to the other's injuries seeing as how she was absent for most of the fighting. Mikey chips in with his own bit about the stomach brain, and April is quick to defend him. "I was there when Mikey was attacked, and I saw the brain like creature come out of the man's stomach."

Sensei nods and looks back at me to finish my explanation. Once done he begins talking. "From what is to be understood in your story, what lacks in your training is a leader."

"Can I be leader?" I chime in, first which leads to an argument on among us minus April who seems to be thinking. Master Splinter clears his throat to gain her attention. "Is everything alright April?" The talk of leadership is forgotten as we all turn to April who is staring off towards the turnstiles.

She shakes her head to focus again. "Sorry Splinter, I was just thinking about why those things were after me. This was the first..." She stops and reconsiders, "No, that wasn't the first time I saw them. I think I first met them when I was younger, before I came to live with you." She explains with a far off look in her eyes and brings a hand to her forehead. "I think they were looking for me than to."

Splinter nods, "Yes, I believe that to be true, but a more pressing matter is this," and from within his robes he pulls out a leather-bound book with. April gingerly reaches out for the journal, but refrains herself. "I don't understand, how long have you had this?" She looks with a look of hope, for what I don't know, but at Splinter's next words her expression falls. "I held onto that when we first journeyed topside to retrieve you things from your home. I wished to reveal it to you sooner, but you were not ready for the knowledge that it holds."

"I don't care if I wasn't ready for this! It's my father's journal, and I have a right to read it. It could have told me what happened, why he had to leave me. Now, I'm just learning about it, and he could already be dead."

And before father can explain his reasoning farther, April takes off running, further in the sewers, Mikey close behind.

Mikey's POV

April's hurting, and I do the only thing I know how, being there for her. I chase her through the sewers, man, when did she get so good, and just run along beside her. I don't think she notices me or she just doesn't care as we don't speak, but just from the way she is going I can tell she want to visit LeatherHead. "So what are we doing at LeatherHead's?" I ask hoping to break the silence, and it works

"Those suits up top kept saying Kraang, and LeatherHead was screaming that when we first met him right? SO what if their connected, LH may be able to give me clues to further my search." I nod and let her continue ranting about how unfair it was of dad to hide this from her, but I kinda get where he's coming from, so I just agree to disagree.

We reach LH's makeshift home and it is a mess, usually he keeps it clean, but it looks like an all out warzone. Claw marks litter the walls, while bits of weird metal glitter in the floor among discarded scales. April picks up a piece of metal and pulls out a matching piece from her pocket.

"Mikey, I think the Kraang got to him." She explains, and indeed the two pieces match one another.

"We should head back and let them know." and that is what we do April with the pieces in her pocket, as well as the journal clutched to her chest.

A/N OMG I'm so sorry for all but abandoning this story. I'm just finding it hard to get motivated to write, among other things, and this school year is going to be super busy for me, so thank you all for being patient.

If any of you readers have ideas for the story I would love to hear them, but for now I'll try to get back into writing as well as homework. Speaking of homework, I should get to doing it.