For as long as he's known his sons, he doesn't believe he has ever seen them in such a state. Their behavior and attitude was so...feral. He almost didn't recognize them as soon as he saw them. They were giving off so much anger towards their enemy, it frightened him just how brutal they were fighting. Splinter sighed.

He was going to have to fix the training dummy...again...

'Thank goodness Michelangelo is not here to see this. The sight of his brothers hostility would truly scare him.'He thought.

At first, he wasn't so worried. It was actually quite amusing to him. Seeing his three sons battling with such nonsense was pretty comical. Especially, when his youngest was completely bewildered by it all. He thought the situation wasn't so serious, though...he thought the problem would have been solved by now...

He has never been so wrong in his life.

Donatello, his second youngest, was now a living time bomb just threatening to explode. Raphael, his second oldest, has become a living menace to, not only towards his "enemy", but to himself as well. Leonardo, his oldest, was the last one to be affected. Yet, it hit him the hardest, turning him into an emotional and dangerous mess.

Their feelings have gotten too far for them to control. The more and more he looked at them, the less they looked like his sons. He had to do something about this. He had to do something quick! If not...

Leatherhead wasn't going to be the only one hurt...