《Please...Wake Up》Crinkled Sheets
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Leonardo gave into his brothers curiosity about the strange that event and got their gear ready then made their way to the Hotel. The walk through the sewers was quiet and leo keep his eyes on the ground where his feet took place, Mikey glanced over at the oldest and then nudged Donnie nodding towards Leo. Don looked up and then back at Mikey giving him a shrug for a response. Leo glanced up to see the ladder and manhole cover, he looked at his brothers. "We're here guys," he said and started to climb.
After exiting the sewers they made their way to the roof tops then to the hotel. The more they ran the more figures came into view, they started to slow down and hide behind water heaters and fans on the rooftops.
Raphael looked at the blood stains and picked up a spring, "I'm guessing foot bots. And well as humans. Or something that could bleed," he spoke looking up, Kat nodded looking around "Pretty high up, you wouldn't see nothing unless you were looking for it." Max walked over, "Ya think? I mean there looks to be a lot of foot bots, and maybe more than one person against them." Raph shook his head slowly and mumbled, "Not unless you know what your doing, Kat bring up the 911 call from that night." Kat pulled out her lap top.
Donnie looked over at leo his eyes wide but Leo shook his head. Mikey wanted to run and embrace Raphael but saw the look on Leos face and he glared. Leos voice broke the silence from Kats computer, Leo gulped and his brothers stared at him.
Raphael's eyes narrowed "Didn't think he'd every stoop that low," Kat looked up, "Is that him?" Raph nodded Max looked at him, "That's uh, Leonardo right?" Raph sighed "Yea well good for him, we just have to stay low now, he just put us in danger," Kat smirked "Not you for once eh?" She chuckled. Raphael rolled his eyes "We got kids to feed, lets go home." He sighed and stared longing at the way home, Max patted his shoulder "Let's go boss:" sam said and started to follow Kat home.
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Leo felt bad for doubting anything about his past lover, he always shouted at him when he tried to take the lead and now look at him, leading a group so well Leo wished it was him. What was he missing? Leo questioned . He turned to look at his brothers and knew the answer, honesty.
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