The Icy Wind
The icy wind bit at my face.
The was no longer visible in the dark cloud filled sky.
The trees shook violently and creaked and groaned as the branches waved around like bony hands.
The snow crunched under my feet loudy but I could no longer feel them.
My bandana tails flapped and snapped in my ears and a wolf howled in the distance.
All I wanted to do was go skating. Leo was recovering nicely from our tango with the Shredder and him and Raph had made up... for now. It had been a beautiful day and the blizzard seemed to have come out of no where. I had left my shell cell back at the barn, asuring my brothers that I was going skating on the pond and would be back soon. But that was not the case. I skated on the pond for a while before I got tired. It was chilly but yet nice at the same time. I fell asleep in the snow and woke up to a blizzard. Now I was lost in the snow, bitterly cold and getting weaker by the second. Turtles weren't meant to be this cold and my energy was deterioraing fast. I didn't have much longer and I knew it.
"L-leo!" I called but it came out as a small whisper. I realized in horror that I no longer had the energy to call out. Then, as I thought I would collapse, I saw a light, 'The farmhouse!'
I began to run with what little energy I had left, "Donnie!" I cried as I ran, the wind stung my eyes. The I tripped.
"Argh!" I fell onto my plastron and the breath was knocked out of me. Then the pain came. Sharp pain shot up my leg and I cried out loudly. I tried to push myself up onto my knees but it was no use. I immediately collapsed, heaving for breath and letting silent tears fall down my face.
My eyelids grew heavy and I tried to keep them open. The, I thought I heard a voice.
"Mikey!" It was faint but I still heard it.
I smiled as I finally let my heavy eyes close. I didn't even feel the hand I knew was on my frozen shell. I felt a three-fingered hand on my face, whipping my tears away. Someone embraced me and I smiled once more before I fekt my whole body go numb. My breathing slowed and I stopped shivering. The darkness whisped me away and with me I took the last words I would ever hear, "I love ya Mikey."
So... *sniff* sad! I was listening to Pandora, Clint Mansel radio and I thought of this... please reveiw!