Hey, guys! I got this story up and running! Can someone help me with a better title?

Rated T for blood, language, violence, other things.

Disclaimer: If ONLY~ Don't own 'em. Sorry.

Mike and Raph were sitting in the living room, staring at the news on the TV but not seeing anything. Tears were streaming down Mikey's face; they'd come so close, so close, to finding their amnesiac brother.

But Shredder had tricked them.

And Don said that had been the last place he'd be able to find unless he could get into the Foot's direct network, which he was currently working on.

Raph glared at the TV, grabbing the remote, about to change it, when a familiar name caught his attention.

"Oroku Saki has donated $500,000 to the Guthrie Hospital in Syracuse, New York."

Mike and Raph sat up straighter and looked at each other. Raph turned up the volume. "Don! Get in here, now!"

Don ran into the living room from the lab, going behind the couch and watching as it switched to a familiar hotel. Holiday Inn, one near the Syracuse Mall. It was worn down, obviously abandoned for a while.

"So, Mr. Saki, why did you decide to move to this old hotel? It's obviously run-down."

The camera moved, and Oroku Saki stood there, not looking particularly happy. Don was already moving around, keeping his ear out.

"I just wanted to get a… change of scenery. I've been working on a secret project, and the city gives too much of a… dangerous air, for lack of better wording."

The reporter chuckled. "Any sort of hints on this project?"

Saki smiled kindly at the reporter. "Just that it will keep a few… special friends of mine away, if they don't want to deal with my new guard."

Raph and Mike glanced at each other in confusion. What did that mean?

The reporter took the microphone back with a small, confused yet still professional smile. "Well, thanks for being on with us, Mr. Saki. Back to you, Jet."

Mike and Raph stood as Don called them to the door. He'd already written a note for Splinter, April, and Casey and grabbed their weapons. They took them gratefully, and were out of the Lair quickly.

Shredder growled as he burst into his throne room. "Hun!" he ordered as WereLeo's head shoot up from where he had been sleeping. He immediately went to his Master's side, placing himself down and letting Shredder pet his head, if not a bit roughly.

The large human immediately came to the door, bowing in front of his Master. "Yes, Master Shredder?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"I specifically told you to keep this location secret and not make any public donations!" Shredder growled at his lackey, making the mountain man bow his head more.

"It was an accident, Master; I forgot to tell them to keep it private…" Hun admitted, sweat pouring down his face. He didn't want to die; he wasn't ready…

Shredder growled, kicking Hun down onto his back. The human yelled in pain as blood started to pool and stick to his blonde hair.

WereLeo growled at the human, the purple-black veins around his eyes darkening a bit as blood assaulted his scent, only to calm as Shredder stroked his head.

"Do you think you will remember next time, Hun?" Shredder asked through grit teeth, and Hun nodded. "Dismissed!"

Hun scrambled out of the room.

Leo growled after him again, fangs baring as Hun hurriedly shut the door behind him.

Shredder ground his teeth, stalking back towards his throne. Leo followed him, letting the exo-suit's hand stroke his head. This was where he should be. This was where he belonged.

Shredder smirked as he stroked the head of his new pet. This was working out even better than he'd planned. And now, his brothers were coming, as well. This would be perfect. 3 dead turtles, a heartbroken rat, and a new guard dog. Win-win-win, at least for him.

For the turtles, perhaps not so much.

Not that he cared.

He looked down at his pet, whose eyes were drooping a bit despite himself. He smiled. "Sleep," he commanded, and WereLeo immediately put his head on the ground and feel deeply asleep.

Leo was still trying to pull out of his chain, but he couldn't. He looked at the werewolf across from him, who was free and obviously gloating, if the smirks and toothy grins were any indication.

He had actively been ignoring the whimpering and barking from the darkness, not wanting to face another part of himself. He didn't even know what it was. He didn't want to know, either. He doubted it was good.

WereLeo gained his attention once again. In fact, he was too close for comfort, and Leo immediately leaned back away from him.

"Why are you doing this…?" he asked quietly, not expecting an answer.

WereLeo smirked harder at him, his already red eyes flashing dangerously. Leo took the wordless answer and sat back against the pole he was chained to.

Done with first chapter! Sorry it's short. :/ I feel like I should have a better title because only a few chapters will be of, y'know, getting Leo back, so... yeah, I don't know. Anyway, please review! :D

Shadow