My brothers… gone. Blood stained the ground and hidden in the shadows was a man, tall with a blood-stained blade hanging in his hand.

I looked onto the red ground; Leo, Raph, Donnie… they were all dead, you could still see the blood running out of their stab wounds. I suddenly noticed something; My sister, Emily, she was nowhere to be seen. I looked around the room, trying to see if she was somewhere I couldn't see; a corner, behind or above something.

A loud, high pitched scream echoed through the sewer. "Emily?!" I yelled, hoping for a reply… nothing. I began to run towards the area the scream had come from. Another yell ran through my ears. 'Where is she?' I thought to myself.

More screams, more yelling her name, more worry. I put my hands over my head out fear and stress. I lost all my siblings too that man, I didn't know where Splinter was, I was all on my own… I'm all alone.

I fell to my knees. I decided to just sit there, my head in my hands and heavy tears rolled down my face.

One single thought played in my head over and over; "You're all alone, you're all alone, you're… all… alone…

"Emily!" I woke up when I heard a voice call my name. I propped myself up and looked at the clock next to my bed, 2:42 a.m. 'Well, I'm awake, mine as well see what's up' I thought to myself. I hoisted myself out of bed and left the room out to the hallway. I remembered the sound coming from the right of me, so I turned that way to see who it was. A sticker labeled 'Mikey' was stuck onto the door. I turned the handle and stepped inside, making sure everything was ok.

What I saw scared me. Mikey was propped up on his bed, tear stains on his cheeks accompanied with fresh ones. I quickly ran to his side and sat next to him, "What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Bad dream." He mumbled. Mikey didn't usually have nightmares, but when he did, they sucked.

I grabbed him under his arms and hoisted him over to sit by me, so his legs where across my thighs. "What was it this time?"

He looked up at me, his baby blue eyes were puffy and red. "I lost you guys. Splinter was gone. The boys were dead…" A sob escaped his throat and tears flooded down his face. I pulled him into my chest and rubbed his shell, doing all I could to give him some comfort.

"And…" he started to finish, "You were screaming, and I didn't know where you were… I couldn't find you… I didn't know…"

"Shh," I whispered to him soothingly, "I'm here… I'm right here."

"Emiliah?" Mikey said. I looked at him, waiting for him to ask what he wanted, at the same time surprised that he said my full name. He never does (mostly because he can barely every pronounce it correctly). "Promise me you won't leave." He said, eyes wide.

"Never… I'll never leave. I promise," I told him. It took me a few seconds to figure out what he really ment. He knows that I'm wanted. He doesn't want me to die. "It's gonna take a whole lot to take me down." I said smiling.

He threw his arms around my shoulders and put his head in the crook of my neck. We were both fifteen, but too me he's my baby brother, and I felt that as an older sibling I had to keep him safe. I held him close.

"Are monsters real?" He asked me at one point. I laughed at his innocent question.

"It depends on what you mean by a monster. If you mean a big hairy beast that hides under your bed, than no. But if you mean someone really scary…" I paused, and looked down at my hands "...a freak…" A memory flashed in my head; I literally made a kid cry because of my freaky appearance once. My stupid scars, my messed up black-and-white hair, my fang- like canine teeth, the fire. I'm a freak. But I'm not gonna let that get to me… not in front of my brother. I looked at him dead in the eye; "those monsters are real." I said firmly.

"Am I a monster?" He asked. I pulled him into a hug, "no… no Mikey, you're not."

"Are you?"

I paused, not knowing what to say. I finally decided to give him an answer; "I think so."

"Is that why people wanna hurt you?"

"...I think so." I whispered. Mikey was silent after that, until he started to sob again. I held him close, like he was a little kid. It wasn't until about ten minutes later when I realized I also had tears in my eyes when I drew in a shaky breath. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and said to Mikey; "I'm strong. I'm not gonna let anybody hurt me or you or the boys or Splinter or April or anybody. Ok?"

"Ok." Mikey said with a weak smile.

"I love you Michelangelo."

He sighed "Love you too Em."

I waited until his breaths were steady, until he fell asleep. I kissed him on the forehead and laid him back down in bed. After that I did my best to sneak out of the room into the hallway once again. Once I closed the door, I looked around the wide area and saw a tall figure. "Hey Donnie." I said sleepily.

"Mikey have a bad dream?" He said, same tired tone in his voice.

"Yeah, but he's asleep now. What are you doing up so late?"

"I was working in my lab. I heard Mikey, but when I saw you go into his room I figured you had it covered. You're actually really good, if I was in there he'd be up for another hour."

"Really?" This is only my first time being around Mikey right after a nightmare. I'm usually asleep when it happens. Donnie is the one that's normally with Mikey.

"Anyways, we should both get to bed." I said. "Splinter wouldn't be happy if he knew we were up at 3:30."

"Yeah. Night Em." Yawned Don.

"See ya Donnie."