Ok, this story will be a TMNT and X-men crossover, well sort of! I dont know if i will use any of the acutal X-men yet or not but it will have similar themes.Please note i dont own TMNT or X-men they are the property of Mirage and Marvel. Pls Read and Review.

The snow started to fall early that year leaving New York covered in an icy cold blanket of white, and this year like every other year left Donnie alone in the furnace room trying to get the heat flowing before the pipes froze.

It was well passed midnight and there were still no signs of life from the homely old furnace he had put together from spare parts many years before. Donatello sighed and began to wipe the grease of his hands, he still didn't know why the damn thing wouldn't start up, he had checked all the pipes and all the obvious and not so obvious areas on the machine and there was still no sign of a problem.

He dusted himself off and headed for his room, there was nothing more he could do right now without more parts. He consulted the list he'd made a week ago when he had first started working on the machine, he had listed off all the parts that may have gone on the furnace and he was now down to his last two.

He sighed again as he got his jacket on, normally it wouldn't take him this long to fix a simple piece of machinery but money was always a problem which left him harvesting other appliances , digging through junk yards, and his final resort begging April to let him dig through her shop for parts.

He headed out into the cold damp tunnels hoping April would still be awake, he would hate to subject himself to the elements for nothing. The streets were quite in April's neighborhood and smoke rose from many of the still wood burning chimneys on the surrounding homes.

He was in luck, not only was April awake but while he had been busily toiling away with his own furnace April had given up on hers and bought a new model. The parts from April's old furnace which now rested in the vacant down stairs apartment was not a perfect match to his but he hadn't expected it to be.

He managed to harvest the parts with little trouble, they would need to be tinkered with and adapted a little but that was nothing he couldn't handle. He left Aprils as the clock drifted closer to two, he would probably be up the rest of the night working but it would be worth it not to listen Michelangelo complain for the hundredth time about the cold floors, after all they were concrete what did he expect?

As Don trudged back out into the snow he mentally went over the adjustments needed to adapt these parts and silently prayed that this would do the trick, it had been hard enough getting spare parts and lucky enough that the parts he needed were still in working order on Aprils machine, there was no way he could build another furnace this year.

As he walked down the narrow back alley away from Aprils he had the sudden sense he was being watched. He glanced up to Aprils window, she usually watched them leave to make sure they weren't being spotted by any nosey neighbors. Said window was black and empty, hmm April must have gone to bed he thought as he turned once more toward the direct of the desired manhole.

He took a few steps and felt a sharp sting on the back of his neck, his hand instantly sprung to the spot, something hard and metal was jutting from the afore mentioned area. He quickly ran his hand over the object and was struck to find wires sticking from it, he panic and tried to yank the object from his neck but it was too late.

The electric current struck his fingers first and coursed through him faster than he could comprehend, the world burned and sizzled and then faded to black as the lone turtles sunk to his knees in the snow.