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Italics- Flashback

Norm text- Present

I sat in the chair, my mouth duct taped and my hands tied. I couldn't see, blood was dripping down my head from an injury I had gotten earlier in the night.

I lifted the stub I called a hand up to the back of my head. I kept my other hand on the handle of the wheel chair. I felt the indent that I was marked with that paralyzed me for life.

I couldn't feel my legs. I knew it was an issue, but I didn't know what to think… My brother… I could hear him yelling for me, I don't know where…

I was just an immature child. I didn't think that could happen to someone. Something that brutal… That much gore…

"Mikey! You're okay! I got Don and Leo… We're looking for Splinter…" Raph undid my hands and the duct tape over my mouth. I felt so weak…

I looked in the mirror at my scarred face, pale and wrinkled. My lips were set in a permanent frown. I pointed one of the fingers on my good hand (The right) at my reflection. I have grown into an old, worn turtle.

Raph wiped the blood from my face. My vision cleared. I looked him in the eyes. "Come on Mike… I know you lost a lot of blood, but you need to help us…) I tried to move my legs but nothing happened. Sharp pains circled my head every time I tried. I yelped. "What's wrong??!"

"Raph… I can't… I can't move my legs…"

I saw the pictures set on the dresser beside my mirror. All of us together on my birthday. I missed that day. That day… We were all still together…

"What?! Don, something's wrong over here!" Raph yelled. My brother stumbled in and gasped.

"What is it??!" He asked. Leo wasn't with him. Where was Leo?!

"I can't…" I was interrupted. Leo stumbled in, a figure was cradled in his arms. A figure I know all too well…

I looked back to mirror, at my scarred self. I felt tears form in my eyes… I am no longer a useless, immature child… I am an old, rugged man…

Splinter was laid on the ground in front of me. Blood was soaking him. I knew he was leaving us shortly. I used my arms and fell with a thud onto the floor beside my master. I began to cry.

"Father… What has happened?!" I yelled. He looked me in the eyes, with a look I would never forget… He was already so far away… Why wasn't I there to stop this from happening?!

"It does not matter, my son… I will leave, but I do know I will not be forgotten. I have taught you all well, and you will need to be strong for each other… I love you, my children…" He said, looking about us. He looked at me, his eyes growing even more pale. He clutched his wound.

"Michelangelo… M-my son… Where are you?" He whispered, using the last of his breath. Those were the last words spoken from him.

I felt the warm tears fall onto my chest and roll down. I see the stranger in the mirror again.

"I h-hate you! You stupid… You stupid bastard!" I picked up an ornament from my dresser and threw it against the mirror, shattering it.

My father's last words were so confusing, yet so true… That night, the night I lost almost all that I even lived for in the first place, was the night were Mikey left and this stone cold version of me was placed to stay.