Author's Note: I moved the first poem to the prologue, so it would fit the chapters better. I might do a poem for each chapter.
a fearsome mask
tells a solemn truth
warmth from a sun's rays
dims shadows from a moon
a full glass
makes you die of thirst
a brush with death
makes you start to live
tears never shed
blinds smiles never shown
questions never asked
lead to answers never known
sit in the heart of fire
but feel as cold as ice
if you listen
you can hear silence
echo off silvery skies
by: me
Tiny drizzles escaped from gray clouds onto the hard, cold concrete. Different colors of glowing dots emanated from tiny houses, skyscrapers and tall lamps that loomed over the city. In the distance, a lone figure bounded across rooftops blending into the dim shadows surrounding him. All of a sudden, a loud BOOM and what sounded like the crack of a whip sounded across the starless sky. A wisp of blue cloth and the tips of two swords were revealed under the reflection of the streak of light but disappeared before anyone noticed. All that was left was a light imprint from a deep puddle of a small foot with only three toes…
"Put that down Mikey! It is filled with some serious flammable chemicals and materials that could cause a catastrophic event!" Don yelled while reaching for what looked like a black remote with all sorts of red and green buttons covering it. Don was clutching the faded leather handle of a screwdriver in his other hand so tightly his knuckles turned as white the cloth lying carelessly on his worktable. On the table, lay all types of devices not yet known to man that are in danger of being destroyed from Mikey's rath.
"I dunno what ya said bro, but the biggest red button was jus' calling to me dude!" Mikey said while slowly bringing his dark green finger down to press the button.
"MICHELANGELO stop being a befuddled, immature, bumbling idiot and give me the freaking...um(pauses to think)…object you are now holding in your possession!" Don managed to say with renewed anger.
"Hahahahaha! You're such a geek dude. You didn't even name it yet?!" Mikey said in between gasps as he fell to the floor rolling around and laughing. Don used this opportunity to his advantage and ran over and quickly snatched his 'object' up from the ground right next to the unsuspecting turtle. He then cradled it in his arms and stared angrily at Mikey. Before Don could make a nasty retort, Raph slammed the lab's door open with a terribly frightened look on his face.
"Masta Splinta fell an he ain't breathin'!" He yelled out to everyone in the room.