Disclaimer: i do not own TMNT :( just this story idea.
A World of Darkness
It was a dark, cloudy night. One of those nights where you can't see even a hint of the moon or stars. Of course, in New York City the stars can't be seen any night, because of all the light pollution. I've lived here my whole life and never really thought much about it, but tonight it seemed to darken my mood further. Not even the stars could break through the darkness of my world.
I'm sitting on the roof of a building looking down to the street forty-five stories below. I feel so alone that it's actually making me feel sick, my stomach turning from anguish and solitude. Normally, when I feel like this, I find one of my brothers. Lately that hasn't been working; even when I'm with all of them, I feel hopelessly alone. I can feel it in the pit of my stomach, like a black hole sucking all the light and happiness out of me.
I look down to the streets, again. It is a very long way down. A person would die upon impact from a fall like that. I shook my head. Having such thoughts are never good. I look back up to the pitch black sky. My hands are shaking now, and tears are beginning to form in my eyes. God, I feel so alone! I don't understand why. It doesn't make any sense. My brothers have been there my whole life, yet I feel distanced from them.
My gaze shifts back to the street. Forty-five stories…a hundred fifty yards…four hundred fifty feet. No matter how it is put, it still sounds like a long way down. And I'm only inches from the edge.
Would they miss me if I was gone? Part of me says yes, because they are my family. The other part screams no, because they hardly ever seem to notice that I exist. How can you truly miss something you never paid any attention to?
I search my mind for the answer, but come up blank. There are too many variables, too many things that can change, and not enough constants. The problem cannot be solved, and it's killing me. I'm supposed to be the problem solver, the person who can fix anything and everything. But I can't. I am a failure.
I look at the city spread out before me. It glows with the light of street lamps and neon signs. Why can't my world be bright like this one? Even synthetic illumination is better than nothing.
I scoot a little closer to the edge. This would solve all of my problems. Just make them all disappear like they never happened. Everything will be fixed. I start to slowly lean forward. I'm so close. Three…two… A hand grabs my shoulder and pulls me back. I turn to see who it belongs to. The blackness is shattered as I see the light that I have waited so long to for. The light in now on his knees, facing me directly with his hands on my shoulders.
"Tell me what is wrong, little brother," the light says as he pulls me into a tight embrace.
A/N: this is my very first fanfic, so it was kind of done more as a experiment. Please Please Please tell me exactly what you think adout it (meaning I will except flames). Review! Thank You!