Diaval opens his eyes to find Leonardo and April kneeling over him. A spring breeze drifts through his hair and brings with it the scent of grass and earth, but all Diaval feels is a dull throbbing throughout his entire body.

"What...happened?" Diaval asks as he slowly sits up, keeping any sign of discomfort from his expression.

"From what Leo told me, you fell off the Chimera," April says. She blinks a few times and lifts her head upwards.

"And...where's everyone?" he wonders. He turns in slow circles and tilts his head towards the sky. His vision swims briefly and his eyelids slide shut for a brief second as he waits for the vertigo to fade.

Leonardo's jaw clenches and he tries to stand, but his knee keeps him grounded. "They're gone," he answers as Diaval's eyes land on him. "I couldn't do anything."

"Leo?" April asks, searching for the source of his voice. "My eyes..."

"April." He half-crawls, half-limps to her side. Her pupil-less gaze finds him. "You're...you're blind?"

"Not exactly. Somehow, I got a psychic connection to the monster. Maybe from Donnie's neurotransmitter?" She pauses as Leonardo considers it. Diaval wonders what a neurotransmitter is as April points to her pure white eyes. "I'm seeing through its eyes. I know where it's taking them. And..." Her stomach growls and she wraps her arms around himself. "Uh oh...I know why it took them too. I feel really hungry. Like...Mikey hungry."

Leonardo looks back to the sky, his lips pressing together. Diaval makes a soft noise in the back of his throat as his hand moves to his shoulder, earning a quick glance from Leonardo and a full beat of attention from April as she tries to pinpoint where exactly the pale boy is.

"Diaval?" she asks. "Was that you? Are you okay?"

"Might've...hurt shoulder," he admits. He tries to move his arm and lets out a breathy gasp. "Y-Yeah...hurt."

"You fell off a giant bird, I'm surprised you're still standing," Leonardo says. There's a bite in his tone that makes Diaval narrow his eyes.

"Diaval, come here," April says, holding her hands out in front of her. "Maybe I can...feel how bad it is?" Leonardo arches an eye-ridge. She sighs at the silent reaction. "Or, maybe, Leo could set aside his grudge for a second and help you."

"No, 'm fine," Diaval mutters. He adjusts his cloak and releases his shoulder, his expression returning to a neutral resting face. "Gotta go get 'em, yeah? Don't matter."

He retrieves his fallen bow from the ground and maneuvers it over his head with some difficulty. Leonardo eyes the back of his neck, but gets his crutch anyways and tucks it beneath his arm. He limps to April and she grasps his arm, trying not to trip over her own feet.

"Yeah, let's go," Leonardo says.

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Casey grunts and groans as the Chimera flies, his body smacking into the tops of trees. The creature is dragging him along by his feet, leaving his upper body with little security.

"This...is not...cool!" he exclaims right before getting a face full of fir tree.

The Chimera shrieks as it nears a distant peak. Destiny, still clamped in its jaws, scrunches her eyes shut at the sudden and ear-splitting noise.

"Put us down!" Michelangelo demands as he struggles against his constraints.

"That's not a good idea!" Donatello screams.

The Chimera releases them and they go plummeting downwards, screaming the whole way down before they land with a thud inside a giant bird's nest. The Chimera flies away and they get to their feet. Raphael helps Destiny up as she winces and wraps an arm around her stomach.

"Whew. That was close," Michelangelo says. "Maybe it'll leave us alone now."

Destiny takes one whiff of the nest and covers her nose, gagging. Donatello looks down as his foot snaps a small dried bone.

"Um, no. I think we're supposed to be dinner," he squeaks.

Their captor swoops by, screeching.

"What are we waiting for? Let's move!" Raphael hollers.

They clamber from the nest as gracefully as they can manage whilst running for their lives. The Chimera swoops down, snapping at Michelangelo hungrily. He dodges each attack, avoiding the alarming amount of human skeletons that lay all around the nest.

They leap onto the branch that the nest rests on as the creature lets out a massive shriek. They ready their weapons and narrow their eyes.

"Get it!" Donatello orders.

Donatello and Casey leap upwards, smacking the three-in-one monster square in the face. It roars.

Meanwhile, April lets out a shout and grips her head. Leonardo and Diaval turn to her, eyes widening as her knees hit the earth.

"April?" Leonardo asks, adjusting his crutch under his arm as he leans down to her level.

She gasps and shakes her head, bracing her hands against the dirt. "I-I'm fine. I...I could feel the creature's pain. It got dizzy." She looks up, squinting. "The guys are at the top of Talbot Peak. We better hurry."

"Hurry? April, look at us," Leonardo says, gesturing between the two of them.

"That's a little difficult right now!" she reminds him, straightening up and flailing her arms out.

"My point exactly," Leonardo says. "You can't see. I can't walk. We'll never make it."

"We'll make it," April insists. "No matter what."

She narrows her eyes, straightening up and walking straight forwards, right into the awaiting trunk of a tree. She grunts in surprise, stumbling back and holding her head.

She chuckles sheepishly. "I meant to do that." Leonardo purses his lips and she takes a deep breath. "Okay, well...uh...we've got Diaval. He has his bow."

She starts to look around, trying to find where Diaval is. Leonardo looks up to find that the archer has his back to them, his chin dipped towards his chest. The turtle clears his throat.

"Yeah, we have Diaval," he repeats. "Right? You can still shoot, can't you?" Diaval's head dips another fraction lower. Leonardo's eyes widen. "Diaval—"

"Shoulder's hurt," Diaval says, shuffling in place and glancing at the younger teens. He gives a lopsided shrug, only one shoulder bobbing upwards. "Can't really move it."

"Scale of one to ten, how bad is the pain?" April asks, face still turned toward a random tree.

Diaval swallows and his lips shift, his snaggletooth poking the skin around his mouth. "Dunno...six, seven?"

"And you're all calm?!" April exclaims. She whirls around and points at where she thinks the boy is, but it's just a shrub. "Diaval, I need you to take off that cloak and Leo will check your shoulder."

Leonardo rolls his eyes, but still limps over to Diaval as the boy takes off his cloak. The turtle gestures to the ground and Diaval slowly sits down, going completely stiff as Leonardo gets closer. Leonardo's face slackens at the misshapen, bruised appearance of Diaval's shoulder, grimacing at how it's hanging lopsidedly. He shakes his head.

"Dislocated shoulder," he says. April's eyes widen and she starts taking baby steps towards their voices. Diaval frowns. "I'll pop it back into place, but it won't be fun."

"Whatever."

"Fine. Lie down, flat on your back, don't move unless I tell you to."

Diaval's eyes spark with a fleeting emotion and his face loses some colour, but he nods. He lays down and shuts his eyes, his body going rigid. Leonardo stretches Diaval's arm away from his body at a right angle and grabs his wrist, then slowly, but firmly, pulls on his arm until Leonardo feels the head of Diaval's bone return to its socket. Diaval registers no sign of pain. His only discomfort is from being touched.

"There. Done." Leonardo sits back and hoists himself back to his feet. April ghosts her hand across his shell, checking that it's him as she gets to his side. "Can we get going?"

"Did you make him a sling? Leaving it could make it worse," April comments. Leonardo and Diaval glare at one another. April continues without acknowledgment, "You could use his shirt."

"No. That is a line that I'm not crossing," Leonardo snaps.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but can I remind you that I'm blind?!" April snaps. "Suck it up."

"Don't want him touchin'," Diaval mumbles.

"You suck it up too."

Leonardo and Diaval's glares get even more hostile.

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"We have got to get off this mountain," Donatello pants, clinging to the cliff edge.

The Chimera screeches at them from a distance. With a few wingbeats, it's close enough to snap at the four boys and one girl. Michelangelo's nunchucks pummel its head again.

"Easy, Turducken," he orders.

"We can take this thing," Casey insists, spinning his hockey stick.

"Not on its turf," Donatello retorts.

The Chimera shrieks and knocks them off the cliff edge they're waiting on. The four mutants and one human go tumbling down the steep rock slope, the crumbling of rocks mingling with their grunts. They go flying into a deep hole, landing one by one on a ledge within the pit.

Destiny lands, groaning. A second later, Raphael and Casey touch down on top of her. The wind gets knocked out of her as she gasps for breath.

"Guys, that's the..." Destiny wheezes. "...second time that's happened."

"Sorry wolfie," Casey and Raphael chorus as they help her up.

Michelangelo helps Donatello, snatching his hands before he can fall into the boiling water below them. Destiny leans against the smooth rock walls of the dark cavern, strained breaths leaving her. Above them, the Chimera makes its frustration known.

Donatello takes a deep breath, glancing up at the Chimera before looking back at his friends and brothers. He notices Destiny's obvious discomfort, narrowing his eyes.

"Des, are you okay?" he asks.

She sighs heavily and shakes her head. "That thing chomped on me a few times when it got me in its beak...I feel like it snapped my ribs."

He moves closer to her, looking to her stomach, then back up at her. She nods and he carefully lifts her shirt, seeing a few reddened cuts and a beak-shaped line of bruises all along her side and back. He whistles under his breath, probing the injuries as gently as possible.

"How bad is it?" Casey asks.

"Well, since she was in her wolf form, her ribs were spared any breakage, and none of her internal organs have been punctured," the intelligent terrapin concludes. "We'll just have to put some ice on it when we get home." He glances up at the mouth of the cave again. "Or...if we get home."

Destiny sighs. "Way to stay optimistic, guys."

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"Okay, they're safe, for now," April says as she helps Leonardo walk. She stares straight ahead, observing the sight of her friends trapped within their safe haven.

Diaval exhales softly, tugging his cloak tighter against him. His baggy red shirt is now tied around his arm, acting as a makeshift sling, and the cloak is the only thing keeping his torso covered.

Leonardo stumbles in his steps. "I can't believe you talked me into this," he mumbles.

"I shouldn't have had to," April scolds.

He grunts a little as he limps to a nearby rock. She gently places her hand on a tree. Diaval stops and glances sideways at them before his attention shifts to the distant mountain.

"You don't understand," Leonardo says. "I thought I was getting better, but I was hurt again way too easily." He looks down, saddened. "I'm a liability to the whole team." He sighs heavily, shutting his sapphire blue eyes.

April frowns in sympathy before she draws herself up. "You're not! You're their leader. We can help them. We have to help them," she says.

Leonardo smiles awkwardly. "Uh, April? I'm...over here."

She looks over from where she stands, giving her pep talk to a tree. She pumps her fist again and Diaval's lip twitches upwards for half a second.