A over month ago, everything had been fine. But everything had been flipped upside-down in a single day. You lost Leo. You and the turtles had been fighting off a few foot soldiers when it happened. Nothing major. Routine, really. But no one had accounted for the unexpected appearance of the Shredder himself. No one could've predicted that he'd go straight for the team's leader. Which was how Leo ended up in the hands of the foot clan.

This brings us to the present day. Donnie had finally managed to locate which hideout the Shredder had tossed Leo in. It took the entire month, but he did it. Nobody really bothered with a plan. According to Raph, the plan was "get in, get Leo, get the hell out". To no one's surprise, the measly foot soldiers didn't stand a chance. After what seemed like forever, the four of you came to a rusted, locked-down door. Raph kicked the damn thing off his hinges with startling ease, allowing everyone entrance. However... once past the threshold, the three turtle brothers froze. To their- and your- horror, Leo was strapped to an inclined metal table, bound with leather that bit into the soft flesh of his arms and legs. He was gagged with another leather strap that was clearly irritating his mouth. Scars and fresh incisions littered his body, some going under his shell and carapace. There was even a picc-line going into the poor turtle's arm. But the worst part? The brand that the Shredder had burned into Leo's shoulder, forcing the teen to brandish the villain's symbol...