"It...was...you"
"Those were the last words my baby brother managed to say before falling into an unconscious state. The three of us were too shocked to say anything, so we just stood there. It was hard to believe we were watching our baby bro die in pain and agony.
My older brothers shifted their gazes from Mikey to me. It was almost as if their gazes accused me of doing something. A mixture of hurt and worry filled their eyes. No, I couldn't have...could I? Millions of thoughts and endless possibilities infiltrated my mind would I hurt Mikey? Sure he's annoying at times but I've never done anything this extreme? It had to have been someone else! I don't even remember hurting Mikey this bad and judging by his wounds he was attacked not too long from now. As I pondered, Raph was the first to say something.
"Donnie, how could you do this to our baby brother?! What's he ever done to deserve this?!"
I couldn't answer his questions because I was too busy lost in my own thoughts. Suddenly I felt the presence of something in the grip of my hand. I realized the object was my Bo staff but something was different. It was currently in the form of a naginata, and practically covered in a red substance. My eyes widened at the horrible sight. Leo must've noticed because when he looked at my weapon's current state he gasped in disbelief. Very seldom did Leo have the particular look on his face that he wore now. He stepped forward, but I (in return) took a step back. Could this have really been my fault?That's when I recognized that I had to get out of there before I hurt anyone else. I shook my head at the thought before turning away and making a break for it. The last thing I saw were a pair of worry filled blue eyes and anger filled emerald eyes.
I found myself racing through the sewer tunnels afraid to turn back. The constant sound of splashing echoed all around the sewers. I continuously slipped on puddles followed by me falling flat on my plastron. Normally I would stop to check for any injuries but now was not the time to do so. I did something terrible! Something so terrible to one of my brothers that I knew they would never forgive me for. It was like I couldn't control myself so I...ugh it hurt just thinking about it!
I could feel the guilt slowly consume me on the inside. It felt like it was slowly tearing me apart limb from limb. The pain both physically and mentally was unbearable. I stopped to catch my breath after knowing I was a far distance away from the lair. My forehead was sweating profusely and I was panting heavily. My legs kept wobbling like they would give out at any minute. While pounding a fist against the wall I cursed under my breath. I clenched my teeth and tried to hold back the tears begging to come out of my eyes. This was all my fault! I should have never got involved with that stuff! I was no longer safe in my home, instead a threat to my family. They hated me now and they had every right to do so!
My thoughts ceased when I noticed a nearby ladder. I began climbing it, but I stopped about halfway up to look in the direction of the lair. I gave a subtle wave and mentally asked for their forgiveness while reaching the surface I headed up the fire escape with a certain question lingering throughout my mind.
How did all of this happen in the first place?