Disclaimer:Ok…um…only OCs and the Plot
Ok This Story is a Parallel to The Chains and the Heartit can be read as a prequel and a sequel. A Parallel story is essentially the same story with parts of the original elaborated on and is often written in the POV of another character so that insights are better understood. A parallel often has elaborations on areas that were hardly mentioned or never discussed in the original book.
Ok here we go.
This story is in Leo's POV.
**Here is the first Chapter to get your feet wet the rest will be up in February**
Chapter 1: Attempt at Peace
I drop down onto the roof from the higher one I was just on. I've been looking for Raph all night.
Why?
Because he stormed out of the lair after Master Splinter announced me as Clan Leader, announced that he was stepping down and I would take his place at the head of the Clan.
Raph was furious, he said he would never bow to his own brother.
Everything I trained for the joy of seeing it come to light…was shattered when Raph refused my leadership and stormed out.
I may not be as close to my brothers as they are to each other…but I hoped…that they would at least respect me. All the forced training sessions, all the strict codes, all my hopes, and then…their hate.
Don and Mike shrugged it off…but Raph…just his laughter and refusal to even consider me…it hurt.
I glance around as I stop and spot him.
Here goes nothing.
I slowly walk toward him, reach out to touch his shoulder and find myself twisting so I land on my feet.
He lashes out, full on attack…like I'm an enemy.
I doge and frantically attempt to talk to him.
Every word I say is ignored, every plea, then he lands a blow that knocks me off my feet.
I look up into his amber eyes and realize…I might just die tonight.
Before I can move he starts kicking me, in the head, the plastron, the sides. I struggle to move away and get up but I can't, every kick leaves me stunned.
He ignores my offer of giving him the leadership, he laughs when I gasp it out, calls me weak.
He kicks me in the head, hard, everything spins.
Then he kneels down and grabs my throat. It takes me a second to realize what he's going to do, then, I panic.
"Raph!" I gasp out.
His grip tightens and I feel my air supply cut off.
I gag and kick out, gripping his hands as I fight to remove them.
"Please…Raphie," I manage.
His hold tightens and he looks away.
My muscles quake and I struggle to breathe.
He lifts me by my neck and slams my head down, once, twice, three times.
My hands fall to my sides as I fight to find clear thought again.
I can't breathe.
I struggle, hands trying to pull his off of my neck, kicking out weakly.
I can't take this much longer.
My own brother is going to kill me.
I lay gasping as he looks away, squeezing all the harder.
Desperate, I reach upward, toward him, my hand brushes his face and he looks at me.
His eyes narrow and he squeezes tighter.
I choke, my fingers of my left hand clutching his mask as my right hand fumbles at my throat.
He slams my head down again.
My body shudders.
I can't breathe.
I feel my grip loosening and slowly my hand falls to my side. My other hand fumbles with his, one last attempt to save myself.
He slams my head back again and my other hand hits the roof.
Everything starts to go black and with everything I have left in me I plea with my eyes, beg him, to stop.
He squeezes harder and leans forward.
"Go to hell," he spits, "you b******."
My body shudders and I feel my heart shatter.
He hates me…
Finally I pass out, I don't have to see the hate in his eyes anymore. All I can hope is that he'll take care of our brothers…of our father.
I can't breathe.
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Sorry for how short it is…but the others will be longer.