A/N: I would like to thank my super cool beta. I hope you all like. I worked hard on this fan fic and did my best to keep everyone in character. Reviews would be nice :) Thanks for reading! Also special thanks TMNT224.
Michelangelo snuck up on Raphael while he was letting out some aggression on his punching bag. Mikey poked a finger on each side of his brother. Not one of Mikey's smartest ideas. He quickly found himself flat on his shell facing the wrong end of Raph's sai.
"Hey, hey, bro! It's me Mikey!" he said with a laugh.
"What tha' shell is wrong with ya bro!" Raphael snapped at his younger brother before he punched the ground directly next to the right of Mikey's head.
"Raph let him go," Leonardo called out calmly, not even looking up from the book he was reading.
"What ever' ya say fearless leader," growled Raph jumping to his feet and replacing his sai back in his belt.
"I just want to play," Mikey whined.
"Go play with ya' dolls," Raph spat as he flung a sai into his punching bag.
"They are action figures! Not dolls"
"You asked for that one Mikey," Leo said closing his book. "You know he has been in a shell of a mood since we fought Purple Dragons the other night." Michelangelo sighed and flopped on the couch next to his oldest brother.
"Donnie already kicked me out of his lab and Raph almost beat the shell out me, so- uh Leo, you want to do something?" Mikey flashed Leo one of his best smiles.
"We can spar, take it or leave it." Leonardo said in an even tone. If he was going to entertain Mikey he was doing on his terms, not Mikey's.
Michelangelo though for a moment and let out a dejected sigh. "I'll take it," Mikey said as Leo stood.
"Let's go top-side then," Leo said knew that it would help Michelangelo's mood (and would leave the other two in peace). Mikey almost toppled Leonardo over as he ran to the exit. Leo could not help but let out a small smile. He could get him to train and happy and be at the same time.
"Raph, Donnie, want to come top-side with us for some training before patrolling?"
"I wanted to finish some modifications on a new tracking device I am making to help track The Shredder. I will meet you for patrol later." Donnie told his brother while getting some parts from the living room.
"I ain't going anywhere wit' shell for brains." Raphael snapped sending another sai into his punching bag.
Once top-side it took some time to get Mikey's attention to the reason they were top-side.
"All right," Leo said while circling with Michelangelo, their weapons drawn. Leo's right hand was fully extended forward and his left hand was bent at the elbow with the blades almost crossed. Mikey gave his nunchaku a spin before resting them under his arms.
"On three. One. . .two. . .three!" He called out as he lunged forward swing a katana, but Mikey held both nunchaku between both hands and defected the the attack. Leo withdrew his weapon as Mikey released one hand on each handle so he now had a weapon in each hand. He pushed hard off his feet swinging his nunchaku over his head and then went into a downward motion to attack Leo but he skillfully crossed his blades and blocked the whirling weapons.
After some more attacks Mikey was backflipping away from Leo before jumping up onto a ledge. He hid behind an air-conditioning unit waiting for Leo to come looking for him.
It had been only a few moments, but it was few moments too many. Something felt wrong Leo was right behind him. It should not have taken him this long to find him. Mikey stood up and placed his weapons in his belt and jumped down to see what was up with Leo.
"Leo?" He called "oh Leo-nar-do," he sang "Where are you?" He heard footsteps behind him he instinctively dropped his right hand to his weapon and then turned around and he quickly pulled it out from its position in his belt, getting ready to make contact if need be, but when he turned it was only Leo.
"Oh it's just you Leo!" Mikey smiled. "Where were you bro? The guys are almost-"
"Leo!" called Raphael while running with Donatello only a few steps behind him.
Leo was kneeling down cradling Michelangelo, whose body was coved in cuts and he was bleeding; his right hand was partially open with his nunchaku still in it, his left nunchaku was still in his belt. Leo's breathing was fast and he was in complete shock, his eyes wide open. He went to speak but no words came.
"I-I-" was all be could manage before breaking down.
"Leo?" Donatello said softly rubbing his older brother's shell, but his fingers ran over something that should not have been there. "What is this?" he murmured looking the small device in his hand. "Leo! Do you know what this is!?" He said waving the device in his face. "Raph take Mikey!" Raph did as he was told. "Leo!" he called again, this time placing his hands on his brother's shoulders, shaking him. Leo stared at his younger brother blankly.
"No," Leo breathed.
"Whatever this thing is we need to get Michelangelo and Leonardo back to the lair now! This is our only clue, for now." Donatello was nervous for his two brothers but did not want to show it. Raphael picked up Mikey and carefully climbed down the fire escape, while Donatello slipped an arm around his eldest brother's back and helped him up. "Come on Leo, we need to go back to the lair." As Leo rose to his feet he picked up the nunchaku that was stained with Mikey's blood as well as the pair of katana that were stained with blood as well.
It was an awkward time getting their unconscious baby brother down to the sewer.
When they finally got back the lair Donatello released Leo, who went to the couch, and Raphael took Mikey to his room so Donnie could attend to his wounds.
Leo was sitting on the couch his head in his hands not saying a word; his blue mask had darkened a few shades. He was trying to figure out what happened but it felt as if his mind was foggy.
Raphael was pacing around behind Leo; he had had enough! He wanted to know what happened, and he was not waiting for Leo to talk.
He suddenly stopped and leaped forward knocking Leonardo into and breaking the coffee table.
"What the shell did you do to Mikey!?" he yelled, sending a fist flying a Leo. Even in his current state Leo was able to block Raph's angry punch.
"It was not Leonardo's fault!" Donatello yelled leaving Mikey's room.
He would need Leo conscious to answer questions. It was true, it was not Leo's fault, but what made him turn on his brother?
"What do you mean? And how is Michelangelo?" Leonardo asked, still trying the sake the image of an injured Mikey out of his mind.
"Remember I showed you this?" Donatello asked handing him the small purple and black device. "I ran some quick tests on it. Appears to be some kind of mind control device." Donnie took the device back from Leo. "Mikey is doing well-for now," he told his brothers, and then he motioned for them to follow him. "He lost a lot of blood and Leo's very skilled and the wounds are very precise and pretty deep"
Leonardo shuttered. He did do this, it was not a horrible dream.
Donatello did not want to say that but it was the truth. Raph was still fuming when they entered Mikey's room, and he could not take it anymore he punched the nearest wall.
Raphael was the first one in his youngest brother's room. Both of Mikey's arms were bandaged; as well as his shell and shoulder, left leg and his head from where it hit the ground. His orange mask was stained in blood.
Raph dropped down into a low chair next to his brother. Raph then broke the silence and then asked the question that has plagued Donnie and himself since they found Leo and Mikey.
"What happened Leo?" Raph asked; his voice was gruff and he was holding back anger and tears. Mikey looked like he was in pain, and a lot of it.
Leo thought for a moment and then answered the question without looking either brother in eye.
"As you know we went top-side. We sparred, Mikey jumped onto the ledge and then next thing I know I am standing over him with a katana in each hand and they had blood on them, and Michelangelo was laying at my feet covered in cuts and blood. I knelt down and held on to him and then you two came. I don't remember anything that happened in between when Mikey jumping up onto the ledge and me standing over him with…" He closed his eyes, he did not want to finish his sentence; he then fell to his knees. Donatello placed a calming hand on his older brother's shoulder.
"I will run more tests on this device and see what I can find out about this-this- thing." Donnie said removing his hand from Leo's shoulder. Donatello was trying too hard to hold his feelings in. As soon as he turned out of the room, he let the tears flow out from under his purple mask
Raphael sat unmoving, his eyes still focused on his brother.
Leonardo, who was also still in Mikey's room, now had his legs crossed and was meditating on this matter, trying to see if the spirits could help him remember what happened.
Michelangelo remained in a troubled slumber, unmoving, his eyes closed tight.
Donatello glanced at the clock; Master Splinter was due back soon. He had gone to see some old friends. "How can we explain what happened when all the facts were not known?" Donnie asked himself.
It was early in the next morning when Donatello woke up; he had fallen asleep during the night (unknown to him). But the reason he woke up was a bitter-sweet moment. He had been running scans on the device that he pulled off Leo and it had started beeping widely and the sound jarred him awake, for a moment, just a slight moment he thought the previous night was a dream, a nightmare, but seeing the device under the scanner proved it was not a dream, it was reality.
He began clicking away on his computer to see what exactly the device is and what it did to cause Leo to hurt Mikey.
Some information came up on the screen Donnie read the message:
"-Causes the victim to lose control and KILL the nearest person. After the victim KILLED his/her victim they will-" Donatello did want to read on but he forced himself. "-they will kill themselves! In most cases the person(s) affected by the poison will kill their victim in one assault, other times the poisoned person will become withdrawn and make it their life's mission to kill the person who they hurt. If in the event the poisoned person does not complete the kill his/her life will hang in the balance. There is only one know antidote that can save both people involved, that is if they are not dead."
Donatello placed his elbows on the table and held his head in his hand and let the tears flow. Now it was two brothers in major trouble, not just one.
"Well," Donatello sighed "guess I should tell-" his words were cut off by Raph's yelling voice.
"LEO! WHAT THE SHELL YA' DOIN'!"
Donatello jumped up so fast that his chair came crashing to the ground. When he entered Mikey's room he was half-shocked to see Raph trying his hardest to hold Leo back who had one of Raphael's sai in his hand. "Leo! Bro! Snap out otta' it!" Raph flipped him to the ground and had him pinned down with the sai he took from Leonardo's hand and the one in his belt.
"Raph! Leo!" Donatello yelled as he saw the struggle. Leo's body loosened and he let out a small moan and his body shuttered.
"Get - off - me," Leo breathed his breathing pattern was back to the way it was when the found him all those hours ago.
Master Splinter was now in his room; it had been well after midnight when he came home and all turtles where quiet, but there was bad feeling he could not shake. He could not place his paw on what it was. He did not want to wake the turtles he knew his sons would have returned from patrol only few hours ago and they needed their rest for 8am practice.
The next morning he woke up to yelling voices -again- he had only been home for two hours it was five in the morning and his sons were already fighting.
"Leonardo! Michelangelo! Donatello! Raphael!" Splinter yelled to his sons. He rose from his futon and heard the familiar sound of one of Donatello's computer's going off and when no one answered he rose from his futon and headed out to the main area only to see petrified (and pale) Donatello race out of his lab and into Michelangelo's room. "Odd," he told himself. He slowly made his way down the hall, and then he heard Donatello call only two of his brother's names. The youngest brother's name was absent, but yet that is the room he ran into. Splinter began to run at full speed to his youngest son's room.
He came in to see Leonardo, the leader of the turtles pinned down by a very angry looking Raphael. Donatello's face was coved in worry.
Donatello opened his mouth to say something but closed it when he heard his father at the door.
"My son!" he yelled seeing the banded and blood stained Michelangelo lying in bed. "What happened!" he called out to whoever would answer his question.
Even with Splinter's entrance Raphael refused to release his eldest brother or even take one eye off him. Leonard's breathing was fast and he looked bewildered. It was Donatello who told the story.
"-and I also just found out," Donnie continued looking at his two older brothers. He then told them about what he had just read. With this new knowledge Raph let Leo up and mumbled what could have been an apology or a curse.
When Raph let Leo go, Leo did not stand but remained sitting with his face buried in his arms. Raphael looked confused and kept looking between his three brothers and his father. In the end he took his seat back next to Mikey.
Splinter first went to Michelangelo laid a paw on his son's head, quietly spoke a few words and then he placed a hand on Raphael's should and wordlessly left and then joined Donatello who now was next to Leonardo.
He looked at Donatello and asked how Michelangelo was faring. Donatello told his father that Mikey lost a lot of blood and had hit his head hard causing a concussion. The bleeding has been stopped but he was not going to be completely sure how Mikey was going to be until he woke up. The longer Mikey was sleeping the more trouble he was going to be in.
Leonardo started shaking in fear. He was still covered in his brother's blood from last night. With his face still buried in his arms he began to speak, but his words were muffled.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" were the only words that came even when he had so much more to say. Splinter knew no words would help his son, he just allowed him to let his sadness run it's coarse for the time being, when the time was right he would talk to him.
After Leo left the room, Master Splinter questioned the effects that this poison would have on Leonardo.
"We cannot leave Leo and Mikey alone until they are cured. Mikey cannot defend himself in his present state and Leo has no control over his thoughts or actions when he gets it in his mind to try and kill Mikey. I just don't know the time interval that makes Leo snap. This is the second time and it appears to be random, unprovoked, it just happens. There could be a trigger but I was not with them when it happened and Leo either won't or can't remember what happened. I want to question him. . ." He sighed and trailed off he was secretly afraid of talking to his brother about what happened, but as a scientist he was very interested in knowing what went on.
Donatello went to say something again but stopped for a moment and then declared he was going to his lab and see what he can find out about an antidote.
Donatello blinked from looking at computer screen for too long. The antidote looked simple enough to put together but there was one minor glitch. It would take two days to make!
"Two days," Donnie repeated "Only two days, he can last two days. The quicker I get working on it the better!"
Raphael sat in the chair holding vigil by his brother's side. In Raph's hand was Mikey's blood stained nunchaku he had asked Donnie to bring him some things to clean it with and some new orange fabric to re-wrap it when he came in to check on the slowly fading Mikey.
Raph removed the blood stained orange cloth from his brother weapon and began to clean it with the solution Donnie had given him. Once the nunchaku was cleaned he began to wrap it again.
"Ther' ya' good as new, see Mikey," Raph showed his unconscious brother and then placed it roughly on the night stand. He crossed his arms, growled and then uncrossed his arms. Then he reached over and untied his brother's mask. He rubbed the frayed and bloody fabric in his fingers. He then took the orange mask and placed it in the solution he was using to clean the nunchaku. "Let's see if dis' helps can't go round with blood on yer mask, little bro."
Splinter came into the room and placed a soft paw on his brooding son's shoulder. "Go my son, you should eat. I will stay here with Michelangelo." Raphael wanted to dispute but his stomach began to growl and he realized he has not eaten since they found Mikey.
Raphael grunted and left the room when he went past his punching bag he swiftly took out his pair of sai and tossed them fast and hard at his punching bag without stopping on his way to the kitchen. He sat at the table and fell asleep while eating some pizza.
Leonardo lit the candles in the dojo and sat down cross-legged and began to meditate. He forced his mind to bring him back to the previous night. One moment Mikey was jumping and swing up onto the ledge the next moment he was covered in his brother's blood with no recollection of what had happened between the two events.
He tried again this time he heard his brother looking for him. He could not see him but he could hear him, it still did not help, but it did explain why Mikey was back down by him and not on the ledge so what ever happened it happened close to where he was standing. He close his eyes once again used all his mind power to remember.
Raph's mind drifted in his slumber. This dream was weird it was as if he was on the roof with Leo and Mikey but was behind the vent next to where ledge was that Leo said Mikey had jumped onto. Raph looked around and saw the air-conditioning unit. Just as he was scanning the roof a flutter of orange fabric caught him. It was Mikey! He was on the ledge. He was Mikey crouch down behind the air-condition unit and then he walked to the edge of the ledge and saw Leo getting ready to follow Mikey.
As if this dream was not weird enough it go even stranger. He was holding a gun-like weapon in one hand and with the other he was loading the familiar looking purple and black device into it. He then aimed the gun at Leo's shell and pulled the trigger. Leo stopped for a second looked behind him and then stopped. He could then hear Mikey calling out to Leo. Leonardo slipped into the shadows as Mikey leaped down from his hiding place. He looked around, the stopped, Leo was moving he saw Mikey instinctively reach his right hand down to his weapon as he turned around he pulled it but when he saw it was Leo he dropped his hand and then said "Oh it's just you Leo!" he smiled "where were you bro? The guys are almost-"
Leo made his first move. He swiftly lunged his katana forward drawing blood on Mikey's arm.
"Whoa! Bro! Little harsh there! This just a spar no need to go all let's kick some Foot shell on me!" The words did not register to Leo he just kept attacking his brother who was trying to reach his left hand to his nunchaku Leo gave Mikey a nasty cut on the wrist as he tried to place a hand on his other weapon.
"Okay," Mikey said his breathing was heavy "Guess jus' one 'chuck 'gainst my crazy bro then." He then felt a sharp pain on his leg. "L-L-L-eo," Mikey whimpered "S-stop, I surrender!" Leo lunged again at his brother's already bleeding leg. Mikey lost his balance and fell at his brother's feet. "Et tu, Brute," Mikey mumbled as his head landed on the hard rooftop. Leo thrusted his left katana into his brother's right shoulder.
Just as Leo withdrew his katana from his brother's shoulder he gave a violent shutter, and then looked at his blood covered weapons and dropped them.
"Mikey!" Leo hollered he was trying to put pressure on some of the wound but he just slumped.
Just then Raph felt like he could hear a smile, how can you hear a smile, maybe he felt it. Then he saw Donnie and himself enter the roof, but his 'dream' self fade and disappear.
Raphael woke up as if he was hit by a bolt of lighting
"Donnie!" He called "I know wha' happened! Masta' Splinta'!" and then he called "Leo!" even tho he did not want their fearless leader anywhere near their fun-loving baby brother.
Donnie, Leo, and Master Splinter all came running to a frantic Raph.
"My son," Splinter said in a calming voice, "Take a deep breath and tell us what you saw." Raphael listened to his father's advice. He told his two brothers and his father what he saw.
Leo turned white (well, as white as turtle can get) and he fell to his knees and then flopped on his side, he passed out.
"Leo?" Donatello said gently. "L-Leo?" he gently shook his brother, as he rolled him onto his back.
"I'll wake 'em up!" Raphael snarled punching his right fist into his left hand.
"You will not!" Splinter ordered. Raph just turned around and took his aggression on the cabinet behind him.
After a few moments Leo stirred and woke up. He sat up and rubbed his head
"Wha-What happened," Leo was utterly confessed. And Donnie & Splinter noticed he looked more like himself.
"You passed out after Raph told us about his vision of what happened last night with you and Mikey." Donnie looked at his brother, he looked confused.
"What about last night? All I remember is that Raph nearly flattened his shell."
Donnie rubbed his head "Maybe hearing about what happened last night snapped Leo out of it."
"Must be so," Splinter said.
"I wonder if-"
"What happened last night!" Leo shouted braking up the conversation.
"Ya' nearly killed Mikey that's what!." Raph said bluntly.
"I-I- what!? That-that's not possible!"
"Go to his room and see fer' ya'self," Raph said coldly.
"Wait!" Donatello called. "Leo look at me when you answer me. Do you feel the need to kill Mikey?"
"No!" Snapped Leonardo angry that his brainiac of brother was asking him such a stupid question.
"There is no lie in his eyes," Master Splinter spoke before Donnie could make the same comment. "Let him see his brother,"
Splinter led the three brothers to Michelangelo's room. Donatello followed just behind Splinter then Leo and the Raph who had his eyes narrowed and glued on Leo; he still did not trust him.
Leo pushed past Donnie and looked at his battered brother.
"Mikey, my brother," Leo's were hardly about a whisper. He fell into the chair that Raph and been occupying for the last day. Leo was trying to control his breathing. He saw the blood stained orange mask in clear water-type solution, he reached in and pulled it out, and helped it close to him and his tears mixed in with the blood on the orange mask.
"How could I do this to my own brother?" Leo asked in disbelief
"Mind control is a powerful weapon," Donatello said shaking his head slowly. "I am working on an antidote, but it needs two days to fully develop and become full strength. I just made it today."
"And there is no other way?" Leo asked "two days feels like a lifetime."
"Not that I have found. I have been running searches in every database I know since we came back. Little is known about this device; this situation is very different. Michelangelo was not infected by the poison but affected, but still he must be cured by the same antidote that would have cured you."
Leo let out a sigh. "There is no other way?" his voice was soft.
"I have only one other lead to follow but I keep hitting dead ends with it."
"What is the lead?" Leo asked, desperate.
"Injecting Mikey with the same poison that you were infected with. There are two problems. One," he said, holding up one finger, "I have yet to see any positive results for this, just theories. Two," he held up another finger, "It would have to be from the same batch the infected you. In order to do that, we need to know who did it. It only needs 36 more hours. This is our best option"
"And the only one who might have seen him would be Mikey," Leo said his mind racing to think of a quicker way. "Let's go top-side and see if there are any clues that can lead us to a who. Donnie you stay here and see if you can find out who did it with science and I will take Raph top-side. He could be very helpful since he was what happened in that dream of his."
"Leo, it only needs thirty-six more hours. . ."
Raph was less than thrilled to leave his brother alone even with his father's reassurance that he would be okay while he was top-side. Before Raph left his brother he took his mask and wrapped it around his left wrist.
Before returning to his lab to check on the state of the antidote, he checked over Mikey. While he was not bleeding he was still out cold, had a very high fever and he was clammy. Maybe thirty-six hours was too long. He pushed that thought from his mind. His brother was strong he was going to make these next 36 hours, he just had to. Before he left his brother he re-dressed his injuries. "Well at least his wounds are not infected." It was a bitter-sweet thought.
He returned to his lab to see if you could find an accelerant that would not affect the cure.
Once top-side, Leo and Raph scoured every inch of the roof top for a clue, with Leo down low, Raph up high.
"Nuttin'!" Raph shouted, tossing a sai at the vent. Steam came hissing out as Raph went to retrieve his sai. He raised his fist and punched the vent turning his knuckles the color of his mask and adding his blood to the already blood stained orange mask around his wrist.
He jumped down next to Leo "Anything?" he asked roughly. Leo shook his head.
"Let's get back to the lair," Leo said already heading down the fire escape.
Leo and Raph entered the lair. Leo went to the lab to see how antidote was coming along, he could not bring himself to see Mikey like this knowing it was his fault until he knew how the antidote was coming.
"Oh Leo, Raph, Master Splinter is meditating. I was just in with Mikey, nothing has changed since you left." Just then he noticed the blood on his brother's knuckles. "Let me wrap that for you," Donnie said reaching for some bandages. Before Raph could even complain Donnie already had already started cleaning and attending to his split knuckles.
Raph looked at his left hand. "Uh, thanks," he muttered, "I'm goin' ta' see Mikey"
Raphael walked into Mikey's room. He sat down in the chair and picked up Mikey's newest copy of the Justice Force. He opened it up and began to read it to him and even explaining what was going on this was about the Silver Sentry had to save the captured other members.
"I bet ya' wish Turtle Titan was helpen' out 'ol Silver Sentry. Shell I wish he was here right now. Man I hope ya' don't remember' I said that." he closed the comic look and looked at his brother, "not even Turtle Titan can snap ya' out of this. If good 'ol Leo can snap out of this so can you."
Raph was getting annoyed; why was Mikey not getting any better!
While Raph was reading to Mikey, Master Splinter came out of the dojo; he was getting nothing; something was blocking him, but clearly Raphael could get through if only he could get his son to meditate. Raphael was not one to just sit down and think.
Splinter was about to enter into the youngest turtle's room but he stop when he heard Raphael reading Michelangelo a comic and talking to him. Splinter let out a small smile. He waited a few moments and then he entered the room.
"Raphael," Splinter called "I need you to help me with something." He continued on before Raphael could complain "I need you to meditate. You are clearly connected into this situation through the spirit world."
"I ain't meditating," Raphael snapped.
"It could help Michelangelo." Splinter looked from his brooding son to his sick one. Raphael still said nothing.
"Shell fer'-"
"Raphael! He is your brother! And you can help him but you choose not to."
"Fine! I'll-a try and meditate," Raph grunted
"Take a deep breath my son and close your eyes. Think of your brother Michelangelo, don't let any other thought cross your mind, if it does let it float away. Remember breathe in and out and concentrate on Michelangelo's energy."
Raphael mind slowly became one with Michelangelo's energy. He could see a flood of orange and green then then could see Mikey sitting in the middle of a pure white room in a pool of his blood holding onto a blue mask. Raphael walked towards his brother.
"Uh, Mikey? That you?" There was no answer. Raphael got angry from him not answer but he let his anger pass as he took in a deep breath. He was here for Mikey. He walked closer careful not to step into the blood. He dropped down to one knee reached his hand out and touched his brother's uninjured shoulder. Raph tried to think of what to say. "This is stupid," muttered under his breath.
"Common Mikey, come back ta' us."
Michelangelo tuned and faced his brother. His eyes blank.
He spoke. "Why Raph? Why did you do this to me?"
"Me!" snapped Raph, "It was Leo, not me." Raph was growing angry.
"But you shot Leo; I saw you on the roof after Leo attacked me. You made Leo hurt me."
Raph punched the ground.
"It was-" Raph realized he did not know who it was in his vision it has been himself on the roof. "Ya' hav' ta' believe me. It's not me."
"All I did was try and play what you. I know you're mad at me. But why'da want Leo to kill me?"
"I wod'nt let any ting' hurt ya' bro," Raph looked at his brother.
Just then Mikey fell over onto his side. He dropped the mask he was holding and it became red. Not with blood, it was red like Raphael's mask.
"I coul'da hurt Mikey." Raph said shocked.
"But ya did," Mikey said but it did not seem like his little brother's voice. "Remember?" Michelangelo picked up the red mask wrapped it around his right wrist and then reached his hand out. Raphael took his brother's right hand in his left.
The white room became their lair, the still blood covered Mikey was now standing next to him. They saw the altercation that occurred after Mikey poked Raph, and then they saw Mikey and Leo head top-side.
Mikey and Raph walked over to Donnie's lab. They saw his computer glow a purple color with black writing. He was rapidly clacking away on his computer as in in a trance. And then the purple and black mind control device appeared along with the gun Raph had seen in his dream. Still in a trance Donnie walked over to Raph, handed him the loaded gun and touched him on the shoulder. Instantly Raph knew what to do. Raph walked across the lair and then when top-side and to the building Leo and Mikey were at.
Before he knew it Raph was behind the vent with the gun pointed at Leo. During his last dream, Raph did not see what happened but this time he witnessed the entire attack. Raph jumped down and opened up the sewer cover and was met by Donnie. Donatello reached up his hand for Raph to help him out. The trance was broken when their hands meet.
Suddenly Raph found himself back in the white room. He gasped.
"Mikey!" He shouted "Wake tha' shell up!"
Mikey started to groan and move in his sleep. He started mumbling incoherently.
"R-Raph?" Mikey called. Hearing his name Raphael came out of his mediating state "R-Raphie?" Mikey called again. He opened his eyes and groaned.
Raphael opened his own eyes, gasped and stood up.
"Donnie!" He yelled, causing Master Splinter to jump and his two brothers to come running into the room.
"I know wha' happened!" Raphael told what he had seen.
Donatello stared blankly at Raph and then to Mikey who was slowly starting to wake up.
"What the shell," Donatello managed to say. "So we all had our hands in hurting Mikey?"
"It appears to be so, my sons," Splinter said solemnly.
"Guys? What the shell is going on?" Mikey mumbled.
The three brothers looked at Mikey unsure of what to tell him. They all took turns telling Mikey what happened and then he asked the question that had yet to be asked.
"So who made Donnie make that thing?"
A/N: Well before I was not sure I was going to finish this since I lost ideas. I do have some going on. So hopefully I can get something posted soon even if it is a short chapter until I can get more going.
I love getting ideas to PM if we have any!
~Colonelduckie