I was debating whether i wanted to write this one.
So i just tried it and see how it went!
Enjoy
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Prologue
Leo sat up against the door of the lair, Sword in one hand and the red mask of his brothers in the other, Covered with blood. With eyes closed he studied what he just did in his mind. What has he done. It wasn't...It wasn't him, He couldn't go on living like this. He's been pushing himself for what felt like forever. You don't understand the mess he's been through. Not like it was his choice.
He opened his eyes and looked down at himself. He was covered in blood, Not his. He looked up at the lair, It was a complete mess. IT just wasn't home anymore, It felt like a hollow shell. He looked back down, Feeling nothing but guilt and self hatred. He thought of a conversation he once had with his father.
"Father...I did something...Something..Unlike me"
"My son...What is it you have done"
"I...I..."
"Its ok my son...Just tell me"
"...I...I told Raph I wished he was never born"
Splinter sat in silence
"Father...I'm sorry"
"Leonardo...I am not the one you should be saying sorry to...Go find Raphael...He will forgive you"
"But father...I meant it"
Splinter sighed, "You two are brothers...You cannot live life hating each other...You will soon find out that you need each other more than you think"
"I know father"
Leo sighed at the memory, Then felt another one coming.
"You are SO smug, y'know that? You think the world revolves around you, don't ya; that we couldn't possibly survive without the mighty and powerful Leonardo to guide us through our problems, huh? Well, I've got a newsflash for ya: we got along just fine without you!"
"Oh, and THIS qualifies as "just fine?" Dressing up like it's Halloween every night? Risking the safety of our family? I mean, come on! What were you thinking?"
"Don't push it, Leo. You can't leave home and come back expectin' us to fall in line again, like your little soldiers."
"HEY, I was TRAINING. Training to be a better leader! For you! Why do you hate me for that?"
"And whoever said I wanted to be led? I'm better off callin' my own shots now, get used to it!"
"YOU AREN'T READY. You're impatient, and hot-tempered, and more importantly...I'm better than you."
Raph laughs "I'd have to disagree with you on that one"
"Don't do this, Raph."
" I'm done takin' orders."
Leo chucked under his breath, Looking at the blood red mask he held in his hands. "Good times" He said softly. Then another memory smacked into his head.
" Leo...Leo"
Leo shakes awake, "Huh? What's wrong Mikey?"
" Can I uh...Can...I-I had a bad dream"
"Again...This is the third one this week"
"I know...I don't know why I keep getting them"
Leo sighed "Get in"
Mikey happily jumped into his bed "Thanks bro...I'll make it up to you in the morning"
"No need little brother"
"But I feel bad that I keep waking you up in the middle of the night just because I have a childish nightmare"
"I don't care...You can come to me whenever you want..I'll always be here for you"
"Thanks Leo"
"What are brothers for..Now get some sleep"
"I'll always be here for you"
That line bobbled in his head, He sighed sadly. "I wish that was true Mikey" He said softly. He then lifted his head and rested it against the wall. He glanced over toward Don's lab.
"Don...Go to sleep..You need to rest"
"I'm fine Leo...I just need to finish this and give it to Mikey"
"What is it?"
"It's a patch I made to help Mikey dream better...All he needs to do is stick it on his chest and it helps him sleep better"
"Ok I think you can finish it tomorrow'
"I can't...I'm sorry Leo but I need to finish it now and give it to him"
"Why?"
"Cause...Cause I hate it when he wakes up in the morning and comes to sleep with one of us...I hate to see him like that"
HE places a hand on Don's shoulder, "I know...It pains me to see him that to...But pushing yourself just to make him feel better isn't the answer"
"I just want his mind to be at ease"
"We all do Don...But I don't think science will help him"
Don rested his head in his hands
"Come on Don...Tomorrow...You, Me, And Mikey will do something"
He wished that he could go back and relive his whole life...And make the right choices.
He finally gathered the courage and strength to lift himself to his feet, He stood motionless for a second. He began to walk toward the dojo. It seemed as if as he walked toward it, It moved farther and farther away. He felt faint, Numb He felt the vomit as it slowly made its way up to his throat.
He stopped midway, Looking at the ground. There laid the bloodied and mangled course of his brother, Only recognizable by the purple mask tied around his disfigured face. He looked at the bloodied red mask that he held in his hand. Sword in the other. And continued to walk toward the dojo. He stopped at the entrance, standing in front of the door.
He grabbed the handle and slid the door open and walked in, He stood motionless, Eyes staring at the thing that stood in the middle of the room. He fell forward and hit the ground hard, Feeling nothing. He just wanted to leave. To not feel any more pain.
Let me take you to the beginning
