This chapters a little slow, but lots is revealed! I put this story as a slight AU, due to the turtles being a little OOC (out of character) as you can probably tell in this chapter or the future chapters coming up. Also wanted to give a thanks to all the support, such as reviews, favorites and follows. It means a lot to me :).

By the way, any goofs or typos are my mistake, I don't have a Beta, haha.
                                                                   

Rustling through the garbage, Mikey was running out of patience. After going through two dumpsters in the alley next to some pharmacy stores, they couldn't find anything out of their luck.

"Anything bro?" Leo shouted, looking at an old watch he carried with him. Splinter didn't like it when they were out for too long, especially when it was nights they were ambushed.

Their old father worried too much for them, so Leo was trying not to go over their time limit.

"Uhhhh…" Mikey's voice echoed through the graffitied dumpster before pulling his head out of the rummage, "nope." He sighed, pulling out a banana peel from his head in disgust. "Maybe the third one wasn't the one, bros," dropping the peel back into the dump, Mikey jumped out of the garbage.

"Maybe we should call it quits," Leo started, turning his back to his two brothers' in defeat. They didn't go topside often, so they needed to restock as much medicine as they can find. Splinter was too old to go scavenging himself, so the three took over about a year ago.

"Yeah, I agree with Leo, we've been searching for hours! Let's give it a rest and try again tomorrow." Raph replied, shaking his head, "we have better luck tomorrow anyway, inventory comes through and they'll toss expire stuff away. We can come and have Mike dig it up for us." He jabbed his thumb at Mikey, smiling.

"It's always me, huh?" He glared at Raph, sticking his tongue out and shook his head. "but bro's can we please stay topside for a little longer?" He pleaded, looking mostly to Leo with his puppy eyes.

Leo hid his lips in a bitter expression, "Topside?" He asked, his face crinkled in disgust; "why?"

If Mikey could get a nickel at the things they don't have in common, well he wouldn't be living in the sewers and have a nice suite in Manhattan. His two older brothers' were such mother hens sometimes. "I hate being cooped up in that old Lair, it's so fresh out here and there are lights instead of candles. Imagine if we could stay out here until sunrise." He closed his eyes and brought his hands to his chest, humming in glee. He glared Leo, "and you wanna go home? Imagine the fun we can have here!"

His happiness was cut short, "you know how dangerous it is, Mike." Leo told him rolling his eyes, "we can have fun in the lair later, Splinter's sick and he needs us to be there for him."

"Aww, you two are just scared of being out here." Mikey started, watching Raph with a pout as he reached down to open the sewer lid. "Plus, we can keep searching for some meds!"

"We're not scared, Mike, Splinter just feels better knowing we're home." Raph said, and Mikey sighed loudly, his two brothers sounded identical sometimes.

This time, he couldn't argue, Splinter always had this fear in him about his sons and Mikey couldn't blame the old guy. It sucked though, to have a feeling that someone was out to get them; he nodded glumly to whatever Raph was saying.

Mikey ducked his head as the sewer lid flew unexpectedly at him, whatever funk he was in forgotten.

With a clank, Mikey looked at the thrown sewer lid and back to his bros. Raph backed away from the sewers, hand on Sai. The alley they were in shook below their feet, until a dark green portal opened above of them.

Leo, hands holding Katana's, looked at his two youngest, giving them a shrug of confusion.

"Duude's it's… Renet?" Mikey spoke up, lowering his hand down as she came through the portal. Mikey pushed Raph off him. They've only met Renet a handful of times, and every time they did, it sent them into some wild adventure.

Leo dropped his arms down and took a good look at the sorcerer trainee. "Is everything okay?" Leo asked, as he approached her with Mikey right behind his trail.

"Hey guys!" The trainee looked around the alley, acting like it should look different. "Everything's okay in my part, but I need your help." She said shyly, "Something's wrong with the future, but I can't fix it myself, as usual."

"What's wrong with the future?" Leo asked, feeling the anxiety from their friend. Renet only came to them for help to pass her test, but this didn't sound like one of her tests at all.

"Well, I don't know the certain extent to it, but Lord Simultaneous and I regularly check the timelines," she laughed, "well it's our jobs to check it regularly, but this morning it was going off and my Master said there was a breach."

Leo looked at her friend with an unsure smile, "and you want us to do what exactly? We don't really do well with time travelling."

"Wellllll," she sighed dramatically, "My Master figured out who it was, and since I can't fight and am limited to my skills, I came to you guys for help."

"Oh no." Raph threw his hands up, "we're not going to some hoo-ha adventure again and get almost killed." He said bluntly, shaking his head.

"What? You guys are always up for an adventure!" Renet claimed, looking directly at Leo.

"Hey hey, we got a lot in our hands you really can't have your Master and you go solve it?" Leo asked, placing the swords behind his shell.

"No, he wants me to do it by myself. He's a Master Jerk, remember?" She rolled her eyes, always having to do the work herself; "But if Donnie was here, I'm sure he would gladly help." She stuck her tongue out, thinking maybe she should go down the sewers and grab him from his lab. Her friend, always reluctant and hesitant to help, would end up helping her more ways than she can ask for.

So, Renet wasn't expecting confused looks.

"Donnie?" Mikey said like his tongue was thick and the name was foreign, "who?"

"Don't play with me guys, I'm on a timed schedule, you know?" She tapped the watch on her arm, but the three shook their heads, "tall turtle, purple mask… "She rolled her eyes; "AKA your brother?"

Silence, and Renet saw Raph's face paled the most.

"That doesn't make sense," Leo spoke first, "Renet you out of all people should know he's dead."

"What?" Her voice sounded like she was punched; "that's impossible!" She almost threw her staff, her blue eyes wide with mostly confusion. She knew her friends wouldn't joke about that, but if it were true, why did Mikey act like Donnie didn't exist?

"He's dead what do you mean that's impossible! Boom, gone, dead, never to be seen again!" Raph exploded; "I don't care what alternate universe you've been at, but I don't wanna hear it or his name again!"

Renet put her hands on her helmet, waving her time scepter in a frenzy. "There's supposed to be four of you! Donatello's not supposed to be dead!" Her voice cracked as she got louder. She kept saying it like if repeating herself would change things.

"But he is!" Raph yelled, and Leo held him back as he almost charged at the lady. In that split second when Raph turned to Leo, his green eyes were in turmoil, and Leo's grip tighten around his brother's shoulders, pulling him back.

"Raph, calm down!" Leo told him, as Raph struggled to be released from Leo's hold. Leo felt his muscles strained. "Let her speak, I want to know what the shells going on with our brother."

"How, after all these years, can you come saying he's not supposed to be dead? We buried him years ago!"
Raph yelled as Leo slowly let him go, his hands clenched his Sais tightly, but there were no signs of him tempting to pull them out. Leo still stayed at his side; out of his two brothers' he knew Raph was the most sensitive talking about their deceased brother.

"I—I don't know! I'm as lost as you guys are, promise!" Renet put her hands down; "maybe… maybe I can look at the timelines and look at what changed? This just doesn't sound right, I literally talked to him last time I saw you guys."

Raph was fuming, but Renet ignored it as she put the scepter down. She sat down on the pavement and closed her eyes to concentrate; less than a minute a sage-colored cloud engulfed her. From her view, she could pull out timelines without having to go to wherever she needed to go see.

She swiped them away like she was swatting a fly, until a timeline was surrounded in red instead of the white fade. Red was never good, she knew, so out of curiosity, she pulled it up and zoomed in.