Chapter 2: See Me to the Kraang

Third Person

~~~In The Lair~~~

"It's been hours, and he's still not back…" Donnie mumbled as he worked on fixing his broken laptop.

"I know. I think Raph really got to him." The blue eyed turtle told his younger brother as he watched him work the screw into the back of the screen.

"Yes, but I think we were all hard on him. Did you see how upset he looked? He had tears running down his face…" Donnie said as he flipped the laptop upside down.

"What else was I supposed to get to him?" Leo asked as he stood up and began to pace.

"He doesn't think straight, he gets himself into trouble, and he forgets. Okay, maybe I was in his face a lot earlier, but how am I supposed to get through to him if he doesn't listen? It's so hard being leader. I worry about all of you guys, but him, he's a different level of worry. One of these days he's going to get himself hurt, captured or.. worse..."

"I know how you feel, but we should remember he's very sensitive to what we think about him. Raph certainly went too far over the line." Donnie stated as he watched his older brother move back and forth.

"I just hope he comes back soon so we can talk to him." Leo muttered as he stared into Donnie's dark brown eyes.

"I'm sure he will." Donnie told the katana whirler with a small pondering frown. Something felt off to the purple clad brother, and it wasn't the wires hanging out of his computer.

Mikey's POV

My eyes feel so heavy, like weights holding them down and refusing to let go. So instead of opening them I tried to remember what happened earlier.

Rahzar, Buzzkill… a horrible surge sinking into my arm… Oh yeah, I fell unconscious… But, now where was I?

I try to wiggle my fingers, but I have no idea if they've moved or not.

What? Why can't I feel anything?

Forcing my eyes open, I saw the dark cemented floor come into focus, then my brain connected my surroundings to Shredder's dungeon.

I've seen it many times, but I have never gone inside, or found myself locked in a cell.

Turning my head I looked at the dark metal bars that kept me inside.

"Aw snnnp…" I moaned softly through my cramped mouth. I meant to say snap, but it definitely didn't come out that way.

A sudden bang alerts me, causing my head to fall smack into the ground as I moved to look for the source.

Footsteps were making their way towards me; two sets of footsteps.

"Well, look who's awake." I heard Rahzar growl before he came into view.

"You…?" I mumble as I slowly rolled my eyes to look at his ugly dog snout.

Rahzar didn't answer me as he stopped in front of the bars.

"Think you're so clever? Well, I'd like to see how clever you are after we hand you over to the Kraang. Yes, the Kraang, the mutations, the experiments, the torture." Rahzar gloated as his eyes gleamed in pure pleasure.

I felt my face go pale. Leatherhead talked about how the Kraang transformed and tortured him... Then I remember how Mr. O'neil stayed trapped up in one cell room for weeks, or months... I hadn't kept track.

"Xever. Get over here and help me, you ugly fish!" Rahzar barked loudly as his head turned towards the red mutant fish that was leaning against the brick wall. The mutant's face was contorted into loath. I called the mutant fish, 'FiceFace,' it just seemed to fit him perfectly.

"I don't follow your orders. You aren't in control." FishFace hissed as he shuffled closer to my cell.

"Stop blabbering and get him out." The mutant dog snarled.

The fish couldn't give a less despised look as he pulled the doors open and grabbed my wrists. Turning the robot legs, he dragged me out.

What? I wasn't in chains?

I looked down and sure enough, no chains.

Aw… Stupid…

"There I got him out." Seethed FishFace as I smacked into the ground.

"Pick him back up. The Kraang are waiting." Rahzar demanded and I could almost feel the hatred pour out of the mutant fish's eyes.

"You do it! I'm not your slave!" The robotic fish snarled as his legs shifted away.

"Idiot." Rahzar growled as I felt my body leave the ground.

I tried to move for the first time, but realized my muscles disobeyed me.

That serum paralyzed my body…! Only my head and up could move! I was stuck!

My heart began to pump harder as escape was slipping further and further away from me.

Down the dark hall, up the many flights of stairs, then to the left I was carried until the small dim light came to rest over my head. Soon ten robots came into sight as we moved closer to them.

"Here's your little toy." Rahzar smirked while once again my body hit into the hard floor.

Stop dropping me like I'm a box of useless items!

"You will send me the clone once you've taken his DNA, am I correct.?" The voice that spoke behind the robots filled the air. I knew that voice. I've heard it in my many nightmares of failure.

"When Kraang has the DNA from the one known as Michelangelo, then Kraang will create a clone with that DNA. Then Kraang will give the one known as the Shredder the clone which Kraang has made from the one as the turtle's DNA." A blue robot declared in its computer voice.

"Good. Now leave." The Shredder ordered as his murderous eyes bleed into mine. Causing a shiver to fly up my body.

A Kraang robot bent down and took a hold of my wrists, then I was lifted up into the air.

Struggling was out of the question. Screaming would do no good. Crying would be useless. I was stuck. Completely and utterly stuck.

At least the Kraang are doing Raph a favor… Now he can't hate living with me right…?

Closing my eyes, I pretended to be jumping on the hot burning stars as my body bounced up and down. My imagination would save me from this moment, and right now, I needed anything that could save me. Especially since my brothers weren't here to do so.

"Ouch!" I suddenly yell as my eyes fly open. I turned my head as a long pointy needle was extracted painfully out of my arm. I stare in horror as a robot lifts up a bottle of red blood swirling around inside it. My blood.

My eyes follow them as they go over to a clear tub of liquid. They tip their hand and let all the contents out of the bottle. My blood sinks towards the bottom of the tub and swirls around.

If I felt the needle then…

I wiggle my fingers, and the sourness from not using them in so long burned as I unclenched and clenched them.

Then my eyes fell on the table that I was strapped against. The platinum table was not inviting as the cuffs held my hands to my sides and my legs together.

A hundred words went through my head as I stared at the shiny table, but what did come out of my mouth was, "my day isn't going very well..."

I heard a strange sucking noise and looked up as bubbles danced around the tub of liquid. A beep rang through the air and I looked over as a Kraang held its hand down on a button, then the liquid slowly went up a tube until it meet a grey machine.

Seconds ticked by until a rumbling sound came from deep inside the metal machine. I watched with curiosity as smoke erupted out of a small hole. Then the machine stopped and everything went quiet.

The Kraang walked over to the machine and pushed a couple buttons.

The Shredder said he needed my DNA, for a clone, but what for…? Why would he want any bit of me…?

I had to wait for five more minutes before the Kraang pushed a red button and the door slide open.

My eyes grew wider as I stared into the twinkling baby blue eyes. The pale lime green skin. The dark freckles around his cheeks. The mutant turtle that was me, but not me at the same time. A clone. My clone.

Did I really Look that cute? No. What the? What was I thinking.?

I shook my head hard at the thought.

Aw man. I was going crazy!

I stared at the turtle in front of me. It, he, I didn't move, only stared blankly back into my eyes.

Ok, that thought was weird...

In the corner of my eye I saw something move towards me. Tilting my head to the right I looked at the Kraang as they moved behind me. Trying to keep them in my line of sight I watched and felt them take my precious mask off my face. Then they moved down to my belt, elbow pads, knee pads, then my bandages around my wrists and feet and took them all off.

"Hey! Get your own stupid aliens! Just go to the store! I'm sure they have some there!" I cried out angrily as I watched them stand up and walk over to the clone. In the exact place my belongings were they put them on the clone. Last of all, one tied my mask around his eyes.

It was like looking in a mirror without a frame bordering the edges.

"Why does he get all the special treatment…?" I mumble to myself as I watch the clone.

Then without warning the turtle moved. His head twitched, then his arms. I watched with amazement as he began to walk towards me.

"Hello dude." He said to me in a strange voice. Not like mine at all.

"How dare you steal my looks!" I spit out.

"How, dare you steal my looks." He said after me.

"That's not funny!" I snapped.

"That's not funny." He said back, his voice becoming closer to mine.

"Cut that out!" I yelled next.

"Cut that out!" He suddenly screamed out in my voice. My voice.

"Thief!" I cried out as I heard the shrill in his tone.

"You can't say that anymore dude, because I am you now. Everything you say to me is about yourself." He snickered.

I had never felt more hatred towards myself than I did right there. Which doesn't count, because that wasn't me.

"The one known as clone Michelangelo is ready to see the one known as the Shredder. Kraang did approximately what the one known as the Shredder wanted Kraang to do. Kraang rules." I heard a robot say to my left.

"What does the Shredder want you to do…?" I croak to my clone.

"Destroy my brothers." He said.