A/N: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles belong to Mirage comics, not us. We are merely using them for our own entertainment.

Separation Anxiety

"Whoa dudes, anyone else notice these guys aren't as easy to beat today?" Mikey dodged another Purple dragon and sent the one sneaking up behind him flying with a well aimed kick. They had been patrolling when they noticed a group of Purple Dragons harassing an old lady in an alley, but unfortunately, they had been expected.

"They musta' had their Wheaties today." Raph ducked causing two purple dragons to knock themselves out.

"Actually I had something to do with it." A figure emerged from the shadows.

"Bishop!" He smirked and pushed a button, opening up the back of a van where ten very large, very vicious looking purple dragons waited. They surrounded Bishop, waiting for orders. The turtles knocked out the other purple dragons and stared.

"Those guys are huge!"

"Like them? I introduced them to a new serum I created, giving them five times their normal strength, though unfortunately, it is not permanent. But perhaps with some of the knowledge I could gain from your mutations, it could be. Dragons, seize the purple one!"

"Huh?" Donny blinked and his brothers surrounded him. Leo growled.

"What do you want with Donny?" Bishop shrugged.

"After observing your skills, I have noticed that he is the weakest fighter, and will provide the least resistant to capture."

"Hey he could still kick your ass Bishop!" The orange mask wearing nun-chuck wielding ninja was mad. No one insults his brothers.

"Thanks Mikey." Leonardo, Michelangelo, and Raphael surrounded their brother, protecting him from Bishop and his enhanced purple dragons.

"Don, can you reverse Bishop's enhancements?" The purple brother stopped for a moment.

"If we get them to expend a lot of energy the chemical should move out of their blood stream faster."

"Well what are we waitin' for let's give 'um a work out." Each turtle took off in a different direction, and the dragons surrounded them. Bishop moved out of the way and observed the fight with relish. It was nice to see the turtles struggling, after all the trouble they'd given him. He made a sign at the nearest dragon and he nodded and grabbed something from the van. It was net gun. He took careful aim and the dragons fighting Donny moved to the side. Just as he shot the gun, Mikey looked over and saw his brother struggling.

"Donny, no!" He pushed him out the way and the net shot around Mikey. Bishop motioned the dragons and they grabbed him and threw him into the back of the van. He threw down several smoke bombs and the remaining turtles coughed. By the time the smoke cleared, the van was racing away down the street.

"NO!" Raph started chasing after the van. "What are you waitin' for? We have to save Mikey." Leo and Don started running from roof to roof, tracking the van with their stolen brother in it.

"They're turning on Third and Bleeker!"

"Raph, Don you two try to cut them off. I'll come up from the back and get Mikey out."

"Right." Donatello and Raphael ran ahead to the next street to intercept the van. Leonardo leapt from the building and landed on the van, losing his grip he slipped from the top of the van. He was able to grab the edge before hitting the pavement. He took his katana and tried to pry the back door of the van open. He felt the truck swerve, almost losing his grip again.

"Sorry 'bout that Fearless! How's the rescue going?"

"Just fine Raph." Raph knocked out the driver and took his place, leaving Donny to fight off the other dragons. Leo finally pried open a hole, where a fist shot through, almost catching him. Suddenly, the catch on the door came loose, the door whipping open with Leo holding on for dear life. "Raph, pull over!"

"What?"

"Stop the van!" Raph slammed on the brakes, sending everyone flying forward. Leo groaned as he was thrown into the back of the van. Raph snickered.

"You said stop." Donny leapt up and went to the back.

"He's not here!"

"Huh?" He turned to Leo and Raph with a panicked look.

"He's not here, we've been duped!" They stared at him in disbelief. He was right; there were only a handful of purple dragons in the van. At that moment, a video screen on the side of the van flickered on.

"Enjoy my little chase?"

"Bishop!"

"Great little decoy wasn't it? And you fell for it. Did you think it would be that easy? I've spent years hunting you four. And now I finally won, but don't worry I'll put your DNA to good use. Say good-bye to your brother." Bishop moved to the side revealing Michelangelo strapped to a table with his mouth gagged.

"MIKEY!"

"Damn you Bishop! DAMN YOU!" Raphael punched screen where Bishop's image was showing, shattering the pieces everywhere.

"We'll find him Raph. We'll find him."

The turtles dejectedly made their way down into the sewers. Coming into their home, they were greeted by Master Splinter.

"My sons, what has happened?" They looked at each other wearily and Leonardo knelt.

"We failed Master Splinter. They have Mikey Master, Bishop has Mikey." Splinter closed his eyes with a grave expression.

"This is bad news indeed my sons. Very bad news."

"This is all my fault! I was the one Bishop was after! I was the one Mikey pushed out of the way! I'm the one that got my brother captured! And I couldn't do anything to save him." Splinter put a hand on his Donatello's shoulder.

"My son I do not know what has led to these events, but I do know that your brother does not blame you, nor do I."

"He's right Don. It's not your fault; we had no way of knowing what Bishop was planning. This is his fault."

"That's right and when I find that creep I'm going to make him eat some serious shell."

"Thanks guys and I think I already have an idea on how to find Mikey. I should be able to track him on his shell cell, and pinpoint his location." Don sat down at his computer and brought up the GPS and tried to track Mikey's shell cell. Unfortunately, nothing showed up. Don blinked at the screen.

"You've got to be kidding me, he's not here."

"Or Bishop destroyed it." Don pounded his fist on his keyboard.

"Damnit!" Leo put a hand on his shoulder.

"It's alright Donny, we'll find another way to track him." Donny lifted his head.

"You're right. And if Bishop even thinks of hurting him, he's going to have to answer to me!"