His shuriken missed.
'No...'
Scream
'N-No...'
Splash
'No. No. No. No. No. No. No...'
Flush
'No!'
Cold. He felt cold.
"Mikey!"
He can hear his brothers screaming for their youngest brother. Yet, he couldn't hear his own.
"Leo, pull us up!"
He heard Leo grunt as he pulled him and Donnie up. He felt the cold concrete that made up the sewer floors. He felt his hands and knees cemented to the floor.
"Donnie! Where did he go? Where is he going?!"
"I-I-I don't know! The septic tanks drain can lead to a variety o-of tunnels and pipes through the sewers. He...He could be traveling throughout the entire New York sewer system right now! There's too many possibilities...t-too many tunnel routes he could be going through..."
Donnie was rambling. That was never a good sign. Whenever he heard the brainiac ramble on and on, it meant two things. One, he was excited about something nerdy that he and his brother would find either boring, or actually pretty cool. Or, in this situation, he was panicking over something either nerdy, his crush on April, or...
The safety of his family.
He could hear Donnie endlessly rambling in the background, while Leo tries to calm him down. Leo was anything, but calm at the moment. He could hear the strain of older brother's voice trying to tell Donnie that everything will be fine. Everything will be fine, they'll find Mikey, and then they'll call it a hard, bizarre day's work.
So, why did his body felt like a ton of bricks that have just been thrown on his back when he hears that?
Why didn't he believe Leo?
Why was Donnie rambling nonsense?
Why couldn't he move at all?
Why couldn't he breathe?
Why...
Why did he miss?
"Raph? Raph!"
Why did the Squirrelanoids take Mikey?
"Ra...can you he...e!"
Why was he going deaf?
"...aph! R...pull yourself...gether! Snap ou...it!
Why was his vision going red? Red with black dots dancing all around...
He felt himself shaking. Or was someone shaking him? He couldn't tell.
His head felt kinda funny.
His stomach doesn't feel too good, though.
How long was his face stuck to the floor? Wasn't he kneeling before?
His eyelids felt heavy...maybe he was tired?
Sick?
He didn't know. He couldn't feel anything either. His hearing was gone by now. It wa...only a...matter of ti...efore...is vision...
...
...
...He always liked a good nap.
He was drowning.
Maybe if he didn't scream, he would've had the time to breathe in a mouthful of air before the Squirrelanoids dragged him down the sewage waters.
But he didn't.
Instead, he screamed.
He screamed in pain and terror as he felt the claws of the mutant squirrel grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him down with the rest of his buddies.
He barely had any air left in him because of that.
Now, his lungs were screaming.
He hit the water hard.
His whole body shivered, yet he felt as though the pain was keeping him still.
The mutant squirrel still had a good grip on his ankles.
He was practically hugging his legs while the current took them away.
He thought it would've looked cute...if his whole body wasn't screaming at him.
Air...
He needed air.
Did the Squirrelanoids need air?
He watched the other two mutant squirrels swim frantically towards him and their friend.
One of the them took a hold of his arm.
The other clutched his head.
Their claws were sharp.
They were really, really sharp.
...Did sewage water always have a red tint to it?
...Air.
Where are they going?
Air.
Will they wash up in another city?
Air...
Will they be flushed in an open area somewhere in the sewer tunnels?
Ai...
His chest hurt.
A...
His whole body hurt.
...
The screaming stopped. His body wasn't screaming anymore...that was good. That was a good thing. Right?
...He felt numb.
He wondered if the Squirrelanoids felt numb, too.
Maybe they were feeling the same way he was feeling right now.
He wondered if Raph would want his shuriken back.
He watched it swirl around in the murky waters.
Maybe not. Raph has a ton more shurikens to throw.
What made this one special?
Nothing.
...He wondered if he'll ever see him again.
Will he see any of his brothers?
His family?
His friends?
Maybe.
He might be drowning now...but that doesn't mean he's going to die.
He's just going to...take a nap.
Yeah...a nap sounds pretty good...right...now.
Then, he'd wake up and be in Donnie's lab.
Where he'd probably...be forced to...sta...in be...for a whi...
And...an rest fo...a few wee...while he get...etter.
Hi...amily would nurse him ba...to hea...
His family...wou...sa...him.
...
...
Oh.
Hey, look...
Bubbles
To anyone who has the time to read an authors note: Hello! How have you been? It's been awhile...a long while and I apologize for that. I hope this new story that I've been mentioning before will make up for lost time. Granted, the first chapter isn't very long, but not every beginning has to start out that way.
This is going to be a story that's going to be told differently than my other ones, so it's going to be a new journey for me and you. It's my take on the episode "Invasion of the Squirrelanoids", a "what if" kind of fic. I hope you have a good read(or at least a decent one) with this story as it's going to be a whole new territory for me to write. Hope you all have a good day(or night wherever you are)