Here another my story a chapters without (sadly!) a beta-reader... I hope you guys like it!
Chapter 1: Without Voice
"C'mon bro! You can't be already tired!" Mikey laughed, training himself in the dojo with Raphie.
The red turtle was covered of sweat and his anger was growing so much and dangerously. Raphael would have gave whatever thing for having a bit of calm and controlling his mind. But Mikey known this weak point and continued to talk without stop himself.
"S... shout... up!" Raphael panted, tired.
"What is going you? Can't you try to keep calm?" Mikey said, smiling.
Raphael gripped the eyelids and given another death-look at his little bro. Mikey known he had won and happly returned to read his loved comics about Silver Sentry.
Raph hated losing: gripping the fists, he stood up and smiled obscurely. The red turtle waited for a bit of energy returning back in his body and jumped quickly on his little bro, falling down they both.
"No, Raphie! Please!" Mikey yelled, trying to escape from that invincible vise: "You won! You win! Uncle!".
Mikey yelled again, so strong for his poor vocal chords. In fact, something was wrong happened just in this moment. Like a "crack": Mikey felt a hard pain in his throat. The sweat formed on his forehead and his voice exited different and strange.
A burning pain run in his throat, while the tears grown in Mikey's blue eyes.
Raph sneered and knocked Mikey's chest with a little fist.
"You lose, I win! Ah-ah!".
In that moment, Leonardo, Donatello and Splinter came in the dojo, a bit worried for Mikey's double screams.
"What is going on here?" Leonardo asked, worried.
"Nothin'. Mikey and I were training!" Raph sneered in that reply.
Mikey sighed, trying to not moan at the continues pain in the throat. When Raph's foot taken away from Mikey's shell, the orange turtle stood up.
"The training is ended, my sons" the sensei said, after a long silence.
Raphael rolled the eyes at the ceiling and puffed. He loved to win, above all on Mikey. Why Splinter sensei broke the fun so soon?
Mikey couldn't stop to caress his throat; for this he captured the attention on his family.
"Some problem, little bro?" the purple turtle asked, looking the brother.
"I'm fine" Mikey answered with a low voice, in hoarse tone.
Suddenly, a strong cough resounded in all the lair, irritating Mikey's throat further.
Raphael tried to do the indifferent but his brother love for Mikey won. The little brother was suffering and the cough wasn't passing.
"What is going on to Mikey?" Leonardo asked, noticing pallor on Mikey's skin.
Donnie studied his little brother in his arms: "I don't know exactly... Mikey, can you explain us what are you feel?".
Mikey opened his mouth, tiredly. He tried to reply at that question, but his mind was worked so fast. Warm hands touched his body: the orange understood he has been in silent for too time.
He opened again the mouth: he wanted to reply. Scared eyes looked him, mouths moved quickly. Mikey had fear and tried more and more twice to speak.
What the hell is going on? Why you guys are so crazy? Are you listen me? GUYS?!
Mikey opened wide the blue scared eyes: he couldn't speak! He lost his voice!
No, this's can't be possible! Help me!
Mikey yelled in his mind: nothing listened him. He had lost his beautiful voice! No!
"Why can't ya reply?" Raph murmured.
"Because he can't do it. I wanna control if my idea is correct" Doctor Donnie answered, putting the hands on Mikey's shoulders.
Hamato family approached Donnie's laboratory.
"Michelangelo, sit here and wait for a second" the genius ordered, indicating a black stool.
The purple genius went from some shelfs for taking some utensils for helping Mikey.
When the genius returned, he worn a pair of glasses and asked to Mikey to opened good the mouth.
Donatello controlled everything thanks a torch and when he noticed something wrong, he sighed.
"Uhm... well, the throat is completely red and this is strange because until a moment ago you was fine, Mikey".
Raph lowered the look, feeling in fault. He had been the guilty of Mikey's problem.
"It burns so much, right?" Donnie asked again, touching Mikey's throat: "Bro, that I'm saying you won't be nice".
Mikey looked him with scared eyes.
"I think you'll remain without voice for two weeks. Your vocal chords are so many irritate that also eating will be complicate".
Useless saying that Mikey's curious expression trasformed in a very depression. His eyes showed tears but the orange didn't cry. The young nodded and lowered the head, defeated.
Raph felt still more nervous: he but the low lip, trying to not escape in topside for knocking some unlucky Purple Dragons. Wanting say something, Raph preferred to remain in silent while looked Mikey leaving the laboratory.
Remained alone, the rest of Hamato family focused on the worried Donnie's expression.
"There's something you should know..." the red admitted with a nervous sigh: "Have you listened that yell before?".
Leonardo replied for Don and Splinter too: "Yes, so what?".
"Well... I've tortured Mikey a bit and he has screamed more of had..." the red continued, fixing the brown sensei's eyes.
"Uhm... yes. Screaming in that way has caused an lesion of the vocal chords. I'm not sure that a cure based of silent and medicine could function... but... we'll see it" Donnie concluded.
"Is Mikey's damage so serious?" Leonardo asked worried, angry and sad.
Donnie nodded and sighed, writing some parameters in his notebook: "Yes, unfortunately. However I would want we shouldn't say nothing to Mikey. You know how he is sensible, no?".
Leo, Raph and Splinter nodded, looking at Mikey's door...