A Life lost = A Life gain
Part 4
(TMNT CC are AU based on 2003 version, the turtles are 23)
Warning (Rated: T) Disturbing Content, Foul Language, M-Preg?, Character Death,
PLEASE UNDERSTAND THIS IS NOT A FLUFF/CHEERFUL STORY! IT'S REALLY AN HORROR WITH TWISTED INTENTIONS!
Please Don't Read if you don't like this stuff.
Deep within the shadows of the Dojo, sitting there with glossy eyes, Raph stared at the empty sword rack on the wall.
The very sword rack that his older brother would place his katanas when he was home.
With not a single item there to fill it, the wooden display was nothing more, but an empty void, exactly the same sensation he felt strongly within.
To think this hellish roller coaster ride couldn't get any more fucked up, not even an hour ago, he finds out he is so called pregnant!?
Him, a male at that, was pregnant? How was that even possible?!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~1 Hr Earlier~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The image on the old screen was crystal clear even to him.
Yet regardless of the fact a part of him knew what this was, the rest of him wasn't exactly sure what he was truly looking at.
There on the ultrasound screen, displayed a bizarre image that one would consider bear witnessing some sitcom or horror film about aliens.
One singular oval showed up on the black and white display, within this shape, appeared to be some fetus, which remarkably resembled a turtle in many ways.
Even the purple clad turtle, apparently, was consumed in his shock, staring at the image with uncertainty.
Though no smoke came from his ears, one would undoubtedly come to the conclusion that the gears within his head turned frantically to rationalize this unusual predicament.
Just the mere sight of it, Raph suddenly felt like puking.
The red clad turtle was overwhelmed by this impossible scenario, as one answer came to mind, this must be some mistake!
Even now Raph could see Donnie sincere face, baffled on this discovery, yet was he really complex or was he playing this role?
Clenching his fist, Raph couldn't bear this any longer.
In a fueling rage, Raph threw the mouse to the side that smacked into the keyboard, startling the purple clad brother, snapping him out of his train of thought.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" Raph yelled sitting up quickly, slamming his fist onto the medical bed with much force, evidently showing off his anger without a care.
Instantly Donnie's face turned white, shaking it back and forth quickly to show he too was dumbfounded on this.
Lost in words, Donnie was unsure how to respond to his troubled brother correctly.
With not having the answers at hand, Donnie wasn't sure at the current moment how to phrase his words or how he should handle this without making it worse than it already was.
Narrowing his eyes, Raph growled in his rage, thrusting forward, grabbing Donnie's leather strap across his chest, using it to pull Donnie towards him forcefully, "I said what the fuck is this?! Did Mikey put you up to this HUH! I swear Donnie!"
The younger brother understanding fully well the disadvantage he had against his older sibling.
As well the notion his big brother's anger was at its peak, he could only wave his hands in front of him in pure defeat and complete fear.
"No no no! Raph why would we do such a trick!" Donnie whimpered desperately, hoping his pleas would reach through his brother's haziness.
"FUCK THAT! How do you suspect me to believe that bullshit!"
Consumed by his continuing climaxing enmity, Raph quickly slammed Donnie into the monitor screen head first, "See that, what the hell! Do yeah really think I would believe that I'm fucken pregnant! Where in that big brain of yours did you ever consider that I would fall for it!"
"Raph, please calm down. It's not a joke!" Donnie screamed, feeling the shards of pain shooting through his body, all the while the side of his face was becoming numb by the second.
"If it isn't a joke Genius… then what the hell is it!"
"I don't know… please Raph let me go… you're hurting me…" Donnie begged whimpering more, uncertain how far his brother's anger will control him.
All considering Raph has been very unpredictable of late after Leo's death and unfortunately the carefully strategic turtle was unable to see a way out of this, without winding up with a broken body in the end.
"NO! Not until you tell me what sick fucken joke this is!" Raph barked more, lost in his anger, forgetting that this was Donnie that he was dealing with, not some foot soldier.
Quickly Raph took out one of his sai clenching it into his hand.
Using his free hand, Raph slammed Donnie to the ground, placing his knee firmly onto Donnie's chest, while his sai tightly press against the younger brother's throat.
A thick cloud of fear and horror engulfed the purple clad turtle instantly.
With wide eyes, Donnie started to sweat in disbelief that this was actually happening.
It was fully clear that Raph had gone on the deep end.
All that anger he has been bottling up was being released at this moment and he was the unfortunate victim that got into the brothers way when it did.
"Fucken bastard you are sick, you hear me! Sick!"
"RAPH DON'T!" Donnie screamed in agony, feeling the sai pierce his tender skin, feeling his lifeline running down his green skin.
Moaning, feeling like his body was hit by a truck, sluggishly Raph attempted to get up from what he figured was the concrete floor?
Hissing in confusion, Raph placed his hand on his head that pounded with nor remorse or end.
Not even a second he opened his eyes, instantly a shimmer of silver caught his attention.
The sword that was aimed at him was no other then one of Leo's old blades.
Turning white by this shocking realization, Raph slowly looked up, meeting Mikey's teary baby blue eyes.
The sight of seeing his baby brother in such a state, or daring to aim their dead brother's weapon towards him, was beyond Raph's comprehension, bring his confusion to new heights.
Unable to fandom on what to do, Raph found himself only able to stare at his little brother, whose hands suddenly started to tremble, making the sword that was steady as a rock a moment ago, now rattling in his hand uncontrollably.
"Mikey what the fuck?" Raph cautiously stated.
Not risking making any harsh movements, Raph feared the orange clad brother might hit him by accident.
In past experience has served him, Raph recalled that Mikey wasn't skilled enough in handling a sword properly; making this situation dire with every second that went by.
"Are you sane?" Mikey managed to ask with a firm and direct tone, regardless the fact everything else about him was falling apart.
"Sane? What are you talking about?" Raph questioned, leaning back slowly, not too fond on the idea of having the deadly blade so close and personal to his face.
"You know what I mean!" Mikey barked in frustration, making the blade in his hand shake more.
Taking his time, Raph slowly raised his hands, still confused on what was happening.
Why was Mikey standing there with Leo's sword and pointing it at him, acting like he was some derange mental patient?
"Mikey chill man… I don't know what you're talking about, why would you ask me if I'm sane, do I look like a turtle that was insane?" Raph swallowed hard, coming to the realization he didn't have his sia, even if he attempted to grab the sword to get the upper hand, Raph was certain Mikey knew how to counter that attack with ease.
"I don't know Raph… especially after what you did to Donnie!" Mikey balled bringing the blade down aiming it at Raph's neck.
When the words that Mikey spoke of, stating what he did to Donnie, came to the hotheads ears, a thick rush of dread clawed at him, freezing him in his place, did something happen to Donnie?
The mere thought horrified him, why would he hurt Donnie?
What was Mikey talking about?
Not seeing any way around this, Raph jumped up using his one arm to push the blade to the side, ignoring the burning pain of it slicing through his flesh.
He had to get the upper hand no matter what, it was apparent Mikey was in some distress, becoming very unpredictable.
Just having him using that sword was more than one clear sign that Mikey might react before thinking, resulting him to harm Raph worse than some cut arm.
Grabbing the orange clad brother's wrist firmly, Raph forced Mikey to relinquish the blade tossing it to one side, to show he wasn't planning to use it.
With a scream in terror, Mikey did quiet down when he found himself in Raph's arms feeling Raph body trembled.
Biting his lip, Raph shook his head wildly, "Mikey what the hell…. why would you think I would hurt Donnie… and why did you arm yourself with Leo's katana?"
Stuttering Mikey swallowed his confusion, Raph was acting normal.
"Raph you hurt Donnie! He… he…"
Letting go of Mikey, so he could see his face, Raph noticed the fear in Mikey's eyes were gone, but didn't stop from watering, "Mikey where is Donnie…"
Not getting a response, Raph quickly looked over the empty lab, it was apparent Donnie was no where in sight.
Yet the only thing he could see to his horror was the ultrasound machine smashed on the ground, with blood splattered over everything.
"He…" Mikey looked over towards the crime scene.
"Mikey what… what happened…?"
Shaking his head Mikey turned white like the memories were haunting him, "He was screaming… screaming so much, I… I came in as soon as I heard… I thought someone snuck into the lair… or one of Donnie's experiments went bad… but… but…"
"Mikey what?! Why was Donnie screaming!" Raph growled, shaking Mikey, wanting him to get to his point.
Looking up into his big brother's eyes with a blank stare, Mikey's bottom lip trembled, "You… you were beating him with your sai… yelling at him, telling him… Telling him he was sick for playing that joke on you. I tried to stop you, but… but you came at me next… thrusting your sai at my… my heart. I was able to get a hold of Donnie's bo staff and hit you in the head…"
Taking a couple steps back, Raph placed his hands on his head, as a dark cloud suffocated him.
Mikey wouldn't make something like that up, it was beyond him… then did he, did he really attacked his brothers so coldly?
No, it couldn't be he would never do that, but… why couldn't he remember any of that, the last thing he recalled was… was that Donnie said he was pregnant…
"Mikey… where is Donnie…" Raph lowered his head losing all life in his voice.
"In the living room… but bro, I don't think," Mikey protested, only to have it fall on deaf ears, for Raph just went pass him towards the exit of the lab, without ushering a word.
The living room was cast in shadows, a lone dark figured sat there in the far end in one of the old worn out lazy boy chairs, curled up in a ball.
Taking his time, the hothead slowly approached the unexpected brother that seemed unaware of his presence.
To his shock, Donnie was bandaged up from head to toe.
There were fresh bruises all over his body, that turned black against is now dirty green skin that was covered by dust and dirt.
The brother didn't stir with his eyes closed, that had lines of tears that already dried up some time ago, streaking down his face.
Gulping hard Raph stared at him in utter disbelief; did he do that to Donnie?
"Donnie?" Raph slowly stuttered out, seeing the purple clad turtle cringe upon hearing his voice.
Tightening into a ball more, Donnie only shook, not daring to look at Raph.
Only being in arms length, the muscle turtle did want to ease his brother, yet knew it would be in vain, he would only make it worse.
There only being one option open for him, Raph turned around leaving silently, slipping into the darkness of the lair, finding refuge in the Dojo.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Now~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Closing his eyes Raph's head sank low, what was he to do, this day was all messed up.
Was it just a simple task to say sorry to Donnie?
What about this so called pregnancy?
If Leo was here… he would know what to do…