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Michelangelo woke up in a drugged haze he could not remember what had happened but his whole body felt stiff as a board and his head pounded like a speaker. Mikey slowly got accustomed to the dim light and tried to move. He found he couldn't and decided to try to go back to sleep and feel better. He let himself fall back into sleep's embrace.
"Mikey lets go lets go! Raphael yelled impatiently from the next roof top.
Mikey decided to walk on his hands just to yank Raph's chain. Mikey loved yanking Raph's chain and it was so easy to do. In retaliation Raph swiped at Mikey's head which Mikey was all too happy to dodge, giggling. They were nearing the old warehouse that served as their garage when Mikey caught a shifting shadow out of the corner of his eye. He tried to tell his brother but before he could say anything the shadows opened up and dozens maybe hundreds of foot ninja came at them from every possible angle. The turtles had their weapons out in seconds but there just seemed too many. Mikey kept shellacking, punching and kicking the ninjas down but they just kept coming! Mikey lost sight of Raph and realized too late that was what the ninjas were trying to do. Mikey started to lose his cool as he tried to find his brother among the endless hordes of the Foot. Mikey looked around then suddenly felt a sharp prick in his left bicep. He struggled to get a few foot solders off him then looked at his arm; a blow dart was pinned snug in his arm and before he could do anything Mikey blacked out.
Mikey woke again but this time with a start and this time he looked wildly around at his surroundings. It was a torture chamber and he was strapped to a table. Old dried blood of past victims covered everything and the instruments looked grotesque and intimidating. Just the sight alone was enough to send shivers down Mikey's back.
"Finally up are we?" a harsh raspy voice came from behind and turned Mikey's blood to ice, he knew that voice all too well didn't dare turn around even if he could.
Of course he didn't have to. A familiar figure dressed entirely in armor walked ominously in front of the trembling turtle "You shall pay for everything you and your family have done, with your life".
Mikey shuddered; he had always known that this was the fate that awaited him and his brothers if they were ever caught or exposed but he had thought, hoped and prayed that their family would have stuck together and kept out of sight their whole lives or fight their way out of any mess and live on to a ripe old age. A bolt of panic shot through Mikey as he realized this may not be the case and his family could be in this prison with him, awaiting torture and or execution. "What have you done with my family?!"
A cold chuckle and "that is the least of your concern" was all the response he got before suddenly being left alone in the cold room.
Mikey didn't like that; his family was his greatest concern next to their friends. He had to find a way out of this fast and find his family so they could fight their way out of this situation. Though, he desperately prayed that the foot had not found their home and that Leonardo, Donatello and Master Splinter were safe and Raph had somehow managed to escape, they were planning a full infiltration to get him back right now. In the meantime however, before he could find his family and get out of this nightmare he had to get loose and make a plan. Mikey tested his restraints with all of his regained strength, nothing. He tried pulling down still nothing; now what. He started feeling a fresh, sharp spike of panic in the solid feeling of restraint and helplessness at his situation. His breathing became sharp, uneven and labored while his whole body developed a thin layer of sweat. After a minute or two, Mikey felt close to passing out from the shock. Suddenly, footfalls were heard in the hallway loud and casual catching Mikey's attention immediately. They stopped by the wall toward Mikey's left and a door was slowly opened to a figure silhouetted in the dim hall light. As the figure entered and Mikey chanced a peak he saw the form of Raph coming toward him. At first Mikey was overjoyed to see his brother in on piece but as soon as that wonderful feeling came, it passed like mist in the breeze. Something was definitely wrong with this picture; Mikey's first clue was Raph's glowing, coal red eyes and the malicious grin spread ear to ear. Now Mikey wanted to shrink away, hide, run; this wasn't Raph; he didn't know who or what it was but it definitely was not his older brother.
"Hay Mikey sup?" the creature said in a disturbingly sweet voice, approaching the table with a slow deliberation, enjoying the torment this caused his victim.
Mikey couldn't speak, not till he knew what was going on. He gazed at the impostor with an expression somewhere between accusing and pleading. He tried the restraints one last time nothing, not even a budge. This false Raph had taken a sai out and was now eyeing Mikey hungrily, licking the blade of the middle prong. False Raph grabbed Mikey's left arm in a steely grip, bent so as to stare his victim closely and hissed through a Cheshire cat smile "you weren't thinkin of leavin now were you?"
"Who are you and what have you done with my brother Raphael?" Mikey was barely able to crock out
For a moment the impostor looked extremely angry then his expression went back to a menacing, toothy grin "not as dumb as you look, but I can't spoil the surprise now can I?"
With that the impostor drove the sai into the bottom right side of Mikey's chest shattering his plastron in the process. Mikey screamed bloody murder and the sai twisted to increase the pain and damage. The impostor ripped the sai out and slid the sharp, end prongs along Mikey's side and in his arms. Mikey screamed and writhed under the cruel sting of the weapon.
"I'm doin our family a favor, we don't need you, we don't want you anymore. If you just die it will all be a lot easier. Don't you want it to be easier for everyone else?" The evil Raph sneered
Mikey refused to believe this. He mustered up what little resolve he had left "No! You're not my brother! I am not going to let you do this!"
This time the impostor got really angry and hit Mikey on the back of the head so herd Mikey could see stars clearly before his eyes while his ears started to ring. "You selfish, ungrateful little brat!"
The evil Raph then stabbed his weapon deep into Mikey's right leg. Mikey screamed with agony while the evil Raph tour into his left leg then yanked his weapon out again. Mikey squirmed more violently this time, trying desperately to get free. The evil Raph laughed manically at Mikey and raised his sai above his head preparing to deliver the death blow Mikey winced and got ready for the end to come.
"This is for all those times you pissed me off Mikey; this is going to be sweet." Evil Raph said with unholy glee Mikey was confused and hurt in more ways than one. He knew this wasn't Raph; no way in shell! So why did his words still hurt so much.