#1 Amputation

Mikey centric

He couldn't make out what was happening. His eye sight was blurred and his head felt like it was swimming. He could hear his heartbeat and the sounds of voices …somewhere. Mikey blinked a few times to clear his vision and found the familiar color of red. He panicked.

"N-no! NO!" Mikey bellowed. The color moved closer to him and a rough hand covered his mouth. It wasn't a hard grasp, it was gentle but it stilled made the turtle become paralyzed with fear. The fear melted at the sight of green next..green and red..Raph..Raphael.

"Sssh. It's okay, keep quiet, little brother."

Mikey nodded and closed his eyes. Tears rushed from the corners of his eyes, hearing Raph's voice and not the humans. He heard Donnie and Leo too. He heard his brothers..finally. He was save. The instant relief hit him hard enough to relax despite the pain and numbness.

Perhaps it was just from the loss of blood, that his consciousness faded and darkness consumed him.

He remembered faint images as he tried to stay awake. Donnie's hand, his arm bleeding out and remembering the disgusting look of his dead arm that hung by a few strings. Pain blinded him and his body convulsed..then Leo.

His brother's warm touch on his forehead and reassuring words that everything was going to be okay now. Nobody was going to hurt him.

He really hoped this wasn't another dream.

Mikey finally managed to stay awake on the 8th day. He woke to the sensation of Raph's hand over his plastron. He still couldn't speak because of how dry and achy his throat was. His screaming still played in his ears and the humans laughter. He didn't want to remember it, he wanted his brothers. Mikey reached out to touch Raph's hand but found that his arm was completely gone at the elbow and below.

"Mikey." Raph began.

"M..mm..m..rr." Mikey's eyes widen as he continued to stare at his missing appendage. His arm was gone. Gone..He only had one arm…

"A..arm.." Mikey choked out.

"Calm down. It's alright." Raph said as he turned Mikey's head away from his missing limb. Mikey whimpered weakly, tears rushing down again and running down Raph's hand that laid at his cheek. Raph couldn't help but tear up. Seeing his brother in agony and terror. His body was covered in bruises and cuts. Infected gashes and swollen broken fingers on his right hand. He didn't want to think about what the humans did to his brother. He was sure he was going to hunt them down himself but right now..Mikey needed him.

"His arm couldn't be saved. It was long dead." Donnie explained carefully, "The humans must have sewed it back on and left it for kicks. He has an infection that I'm really surprised hasn't killed him already."

"He can't look at it without having a panic attack." Leo rubbed the knot between his eyes and sighed. It was week 12 and Mikey was still recovering from the ordeal. The youngest wore a long sweater for the purpose of only hiding his missing limb to avoid an episode. He was clear of infection, however, his appetite was diminished and his body was still weak. Mikey clung on to Raph for comfort which the hothead gladly gave to his brother.

"They won't get away with this." Leo said darkly.

"Let's focus on him first, Leo." Donnie quickly said. He turned to watch Mikey nestled into Raph's arms on the cot. He had to change the bandages on Mikey's arm before another infection would settle in. This time everyone would have to hold him down.

Raph hugged him tightly while Leo held on to his shoulder to keep him from moving. Mikey's cries and wild screaming filled the lair as Donnie worked quickly to clean the wound. Donnie scrapped off the dead flesh as the wound slowly started to heal. The damage that the humans had done to him was irreversible. The sinking feeling in Donnie's stomach made him want to burst into tears. He couldn't help Mikey, this was something he needed to overcome mentally.

The image of someone cutting of your arm with a butcher knife and sewing it cruelly back on for entertainment..

It was going to take a while to scrub that image out of his brain.