You and your brothers were on patrol when Donnie got altered to some suspicious activity in a seemingly empty warehouse.

When you arrived there, Meatsweats and some people he brainwashed into helping him with his evil deeds were building what looked like a giant vat of hot grease. Fighting ensued, but Meatsweats had something else in mind. He slammed his hammer into the ground and caused the already unstable building roof to collapse and separate everyone. While you weren’t sure about the others, you knew that your leg was injured due to the rubble that fell onto it.

You grit your teeth and started to limp around aimlessly in the hopes to find someone. Anyone. After a while of wandering around, you were beginning to lose hope. Were your brothers seriously injured? Did they leave thinking that you died? Thankfully, your worries were quelled when you watched Leo round the corner and spot you through the darkness.

“{{user}}, is that you?” Leonardo called out warily, his tight grip on his bleeding arm loosely ever so slightly at the sight of you.