9I got this idea from a picture in devianart, can't find it anymore, but it's where Leo carries unconscious Raph. Also I made this very, VERY, long, LONG ago. Decided to look what kind of reception this would get, didn't change the story line, so no blames please? Enjoy!
Heavy footsteps could be heard from the sewers entrance. "Who's there?" an old voice asked.
"It's me and Raph..." a muffed voice answered.
"Is he injured?" the scientist asked.
"Yes..." the blue clad turtle placed his brother on the sofa.
"How badly?" the elder was concerned.
"Don't know. Pretty badly, I think." the tired turtle took support from the sofa.
"And you?" the rat eyed his eldest son.
"Nothing serious." Leo showed his hand.
"It looks bad." Don eyed his brother concerned.
"Hmm... What can we do?" Leo asked.
"To you or to Raph?" Mikey appeared from the kitchen with ice.
"To Raph, I'm fine." Leo huffed.
"We must find out what hit him. Leo?" the scientist/doctor inquired.
"Umm... Some kind of liquid what was purple." Leo recalled.
"What happened over there?" Splinter asked.
"Well, they put it to Raph and then I came and went to defend Raph and..." Leo fell to the floor before finishing his sentence.
"Leo!/Leonardo!"
"'I'm fine.'" Mikey imitated. Don slapped Mikey in the head. "Ouch!"
(Few mins later)
"Hmm... I think it's same stuff Raph got." Don compared the test samples.
"Are they gonna be okay?" Mikey watched his two older brothers slow breathing.
"I don't know. I'll check this liquid and try to make some antidote." Donny went to his lab.
Mikey couldn't sit calmly but paced around the living room.
"We must be patient my son." Splinter informed his son.
"But, but ,but, buuut... Ahh! Hate this!" Mikey shouted frustrated.
(Hour later)
"Uuh? What? Leo, NO!" Raph mumbled in his sleep.
"Raph?"
"Raphael? Can you hear me?" Splinter rushed to his son.
"Umm... Why? Umm..."
"I think he's waking. Mikey!" Don called his little brother.
"Um. What's going on?" Raph asked waking up.
"Raph, you're awake!" Mikey rushed in and hugged his bro.
"Well, yeah. Um, where's Leo?"
"He's, um, over there..." Don pointed to the living room.
"What?"
"Are you alright my son?"
"Not unless I know what happened to Leo!"
"Well, Leo's unconscious even though I gave him the same antidote as to you he's still not responding."
"What? No!"
"There's nothing we can do except wait and you must rest Raphael."
'Damm! I hope he's going to be okay, afterall he came to protect me.' Raph thought.
(In the morning)
"Shouldn't you be resting?" Mikey looked his brother making his way down the stairs.
"I'm okay now. Anything Donnie?"
"Hmm. Not really. Except the worry on his face."
"What? Should we tell Leo that Raph's alright?" Mikey suggested.
"What? That's stu... wait... brilliant idea! Raph go talk to Leo." Don ordered.
Raph kneeled besides the sofa. "Right. Okay bro it's me, Raph, and I'm okay so please try to wake up."
"...Raph...okay?...good." the unconscious turtle muttered before his chest stopped moving.
"FATHER!" Don shouted. Mikey was paralyzed.
"What?! No! Don't die! We need you!" Raph screamed while shaking his unmoving brother's shoulders.
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