Raphael, now, couldn't have done more. All his energies were been dried up and the vital light in his eyes was become cold and opaque. At moments, Raph's body would have released the spirit... definitively.
The grains of dust of those demons were penetrated in Raphie's little body, burning the limbs without stop. Raphie closed the eyes and released the tears, now conscious of his end.
But, his destiny had decided a choice of all unexpected.
I feel a dark power.
The child is using his power.
With a last strong spiral, the two demons abandoned Raphie, releasing him in the gravity. It attracted the red turtle toward the ground...
Michelangelo was still, with the eyes smoking of anger, of a deep black, without the iris. Spike was hid between some shattered bricks, with very fear. The orange turtle still opened wide him eyelids, looking Raphael on the ground.
Without to knock eyelash, Mikey's body dissolved in a cloud of black grains, disappearing from the visual of two demons, now in original form.
We must kill him.
He is a threat.
The two demon looking themselves and from them long sleeves, they brandished an Aikuchi and a Kusari-Fundo. They looked the small victim do something of great...
Raphael wasn't conscious of his end... one horrible. His head was in clear-collision against the hard floor... his vertebres would have broken. But...
The black cloud appeared again, positioning Michelangelo exactly under impact's point of Raphael. The little one extended the arms and cushioned the heavy fall, also if he fallen down.
Ignoring the nape's pain, Mikey looked his elder brother from the eyes half-closed and opaque. Raph's chest, at least, still moved.
Without no emotions, Michelangelo put softly Raphael on the ground, looking coldly the two demons...
"Sensei, why we're running?" Donnie asked, with the hand in that of Leonardo.
"Because your brothers are in serious danger!" the rat exclaimed, without to decelerate: "I feel a strange dark power!".
Leonardo had a hold at heart, but he proved to keep calm. He notice Splinter very several from usual. Those sweet paternal eyes shone of deep anguish and pure terror. Probably, there was something of really serious if Splinter run with similar hurry.
"We can't lose time! From the heavy air, I feel we're near!" the sensei exclamed...
The three Hamatos stopped: the father barred the road at his two tots with the arms, keeping a letal look.
"DADDY!" Donnie shouted, indicating the two demons near Mikey.
Splinter observed everything: his eyes opened wide when he noticed the dangerous and sharp weapons toward Michelangelo. The sensei, besides, noticed a obscure glitter in Mikey's eyes.
They can't be... No... I refuse to believe it! Splinter thought, What want they from my Michelangelo?
But there wasn't time for the questions and the replies. The short blade of the Aikichi was near Michelangelo's forehead. The Kusari-Fundo was whirling ably...
Ninja weapons in hand of the demons?
Then, from a small red mask, Splinter recognized his hot son, from the eyes closed completely. The father's heart lacked a beat and Splinter allowed his brain to elaborate a winning strategy. There were Raph and Mikey's life in game, after all.
"Leonardo, Donatello, listen me well" the sensei hissed: "Bring Raphael safe... I occupy of Michelangelo".
"B... but, sensei..." Donnie stammered, upset.
"We don't want leave you alone!" Leonardo completed, with a determination never saw in the eyes.
The rat smiled for a second, for then to return serious: "Is a order, my ninjas. You do as I tell you and don't hesitate! You have all the potential to execute!".
The two children, after a faster exchange of looks, nodded and run toward Raphael. At this point, Splinter (remained alone) focused all his force in the body...
My child can't fall in the hands of those freaks! Splinter thought again, And then... this dark energy don't come certain from the demons...
A lightning crossed the rodent's mind, but it was so instantaneous... Splinter couldn't define it if was a image or a sensation. In spite of this, his heart beaten with incredible violence...
Leonardo and Donatello were on them hot brother.
They were trying to wake Raphael with slow moviments on his arms. Leonardo, equally, gave a look on his father, which he was reaching the two demons quickly.
"Leo" the little genius called: "Why Master seemed very angry?
The little leader sighed: "Frankly, I don't know, Donnie... I really want to say it! I'm certain, however, that demons are here with exact aim".
"Aim? What aim?".
"I haven't idea. Maybe, the sensei will know to say it us when this story will be over" Leo murmured, looked Raphie absently.
The red, thanks at the buzz of the voice of his brothers and the sentation of gently touches on the body, awoken. The first sensation was a hard pain in right knee. Tears of sorrow remained blocked in Raphie's eyes.
"Raph!" the two little ninjas exclaimed excited: "Finally!".
"My knee... hurts..." Raphie whispered, trying to sit up: "Where are Mikey? And Spike?".
The normal small turtle appeared from broken bricks. Leonardo smiled and stood up to pick up Spike and to bring it to Raphie.
"Ah... Spike!" the hot tot smiled, rubbing his cheek on Spike's little head: "I was scared, you know?".
"Fear, eh? What was happened, Raph?" Leo asked, with slight tone of order.
Raph looked the two demons now against Splinter and sighed: "I dunno. Mikey and I were on our own, when those freaks are arrived out of nowhere!".
"How never you're wounded?" Donnie asked too: "And then... you had said you would have done the bath to Spike in the sink!".
Raph grunted: "Those two things are hit me. Besides, you look I don't always give explanations to all! Spike likes to do the bath in the sewer's channel!".
"Guys" Leonardo interfered: "Just to quarrel and let's try, at least, to be useful!"...
Splinter was, now, in front of two demons, trying to protect Michelangelo, behind his back. The rodent's eyes didn't remove from the Aikuchi and Kusari-Fundo. The weapons were still toward Mikey.
"What want you from Michelangelo?" Splinter growled, in fighting position.
We must kill him. The balance mustn't be destructed!
"Balance?" Splinter murmured: "Michelangelo haven't powers!".
Hamato Yoshi, look at your shouders. Look the eyes of your son!
The rat frozen at his name and the unknowns started again to crowd his mind. Splinter turned, looking his child, in the meantime he was looking his brothers... with real dark eyes.
"What have you done him?" the sensei growled again, with the poison in the voice.
The power. He'll bring suffering... Give us the child before is too late!
"You, Demons of Nowhere, will not bring off my Michelangelo!" the sensei screamed: "Not now, not ever!".
You have signed your sentence!
The two demons passed at counterattack: becoming black cloud of dust's grains, they disappeared from the visual. Splinter looked around, with tight hands, not much distance from the face. His eyes looked everywhere, while his ears started to heard noises or sounds.
"Michelangelo, go from your brothers!" Splinter ordered.
The child, obviously, didn't reply. Ignoring beautifully the fathers' request, he walked in forward. Mikey planted just in front Splinter, extending left hand toward the tunnel's dark mouth.
"Michelangelo, I say you to go from your brothers!" Splinter repeated, really angry: "Is too dangerous here!".
Even this time the tot listened his father. Mikey's eyes closed slowly, keeping left arm toward the tunnel. Splinter tried to drag his son, when his ear intercept iron hiss, coming from his shoulder.
Too late...
Splinter turned and saw the demon dangerously near his face, with the Aikuchi ready to rip the heart.
You lost... Hamato Yoshi...
The rat closed the eyes, with the last thought for his children...
He waited for the pain... he heard his name, shouted...
I'm sorry, my son... Splinter thought.
And yet, the pain didn't arrived... the blood river didn't stain his kimono and the silent forced Splinter to opened hardly the eyes. Immediately, his heart jolted at view of two demon blocked perfectly.
N... no...! Isn't possible!
Mikey was behind Splinter, with his small hand extended and closed in a fist. His dark eyes was rectricted and when a clink of weapons fallen on the ground, all had a sense.
One of two demons, very hard, approached Mikey, extended his hid hand toward little one's forehead.
The seal... You will not use your power... never... In contrary case, the distruction will be imminent!
Mikey opened and closed the fist quickly: the demons disappeared in red light and violent, as like the dark swallowed him...
Uhm... sorry for the delay in updating... but isn't my fault. Also, I hope you like this chapter.