The Secret Chapter 6

Previously: "I will never share their secrets with the like of you, and if you don't want me to rip your throats open then I subject you leave me be. I saved your pathetic lives for Mikey, and for Mikey only, that doesn't mean I won't let my natural instances kick in and kill you all." Wolfe threatened getting up and walking over to the lairs entrance opening the door and looking at the three brothers. "Don't push your luck with me! After all, I can track you down if I wanted to." Wolfe growls before going back onto all fours disappears with the blink of an eye.

Mikey walks in looking to where Wolfe had run off to, and then looked at his brothers. "Sorry." He says softly, the boys look at him in confutation. "I really thought he'd be able to control himself, but I guess he couldn't…you have to try and understand that he's not very good around people, he actually used to be worse if you can believe it." Mikey explained walking into the lair.

"It's ok Mikey, you didn't do anything wrong." Leo told his younger brother.

"But I did, maybe it was too soon to trust him with my family." Mikey said rubbing the back of his neck. "But he seemed upset…did you guys say or do anything that could have caused something to trigger his anger? I'm not blaming you or anything, but he normally has a reason for getting angry." Mikey asked his brothers, not wanting to seem rood.

"We don't really know. One moment everything was fine then the next he snapped." Donnie explained.

"That doesn't sound like Wolfe, tell me everything that happened." Mikey said with a frown. So the boys told their youngest brother everything, and Mikey sat down on the sofa. "Now I understand why he flipped…it's because you showed fear towards him, the last time he sure fear towards him, it was because someone sure what he is for the first time, and because of what they did, he can't ever change back." Mikey explained, putting his head in his hands. "Now he's going to feel insecure and it's going to take me weeks to get his trust levels back up to scratch." Mikey sighs with annoyance.

"Wha' do ya mean wha' they did ta him?" Raph asked curiously.

"Scientists found his behaviour the closer he got to 16 was strange, so they did a lot of experiments on him that were slowly killing him. They went one step to far, and his body changed into his werewolf form, but only slightly. They got terrified and started hurting him and trying to sedate him, their fear towards him made him fear himself, and then when one of them went to shock him, he snapped. Next thing he knows he's in an ally way, and sees his reflecting in a puddle, until he met me all he wanted was revenge on those men and to stop people hurting him, so he scared everyone away." Mikey told his brothers, saddening at the story.

"So how did you meat?" Donnie asked inquisitively.

"Well…one day when I was coming home from…somewhere…I heard a growling noise coming from the tunnels ahead, it sounded both scared and frightful. I couldn't help but get curious, I know if I got you three you'd all take it as a threat but I couldn't help but feel as if it wasn't a threat. So I went to go look, at first I was in the tunnels alone, the next I'm being held up against a wall by an angry, growling, pure white wolf. I opened my eyes to find two white ones with cat like slits for pupils looking straight at me, I don't know why but I smiled a friendly smile and said 'hello' without a single fear in the world. He looked at me in shock, but quickly replaced it with anger again." Mikey said like he could remember it like yesterday.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The wolf demanded.

"My name is Michelangelo, but you can call me Mikey if you like." I said smiling brightly at the wolf that stood in front of me. "I'm here because I heard what sounded like someone in distress. I just wanted to help whoever it was that was upset, and found you." I explain kindly, the wolf seemed quite shocked by this, like it was surprizing to him that someone was actually worried for him. "Why don't you put me down so we can start this again?" And he put me down, but it wasn't to start again.

"Go home." He spoke in a deep, almost demonic voice. "You don't belong here." He stated and turned away from me, not daring to watch as I walk away, but I wasn't planning to walk away anytime soon.

"Actually, no one belongs here. It's not a very nice area." He looks at me when I say this. "Follow me, I know somewhere you'd feel way more comfortable." I smile at him, he tilts his head in confutation.

"Why are you doing this? You know I'm a werewolf right? And I'm not just any werewolf, I'm the chosen wolf. The fate of the world literally lies in my paws." He said, I could physically feel the confutation coming off of him.

"I'm doing this because I like helping people in need. And why should it make any difference that you're a werewolf? You not defined by that title or the stories about them. You choose who you are and who you want to be, not the werewolf stereotype." I say, really not understanding why he couldn't see that. "What's your name?" I ask kindly.

He looks away from me, sadness crossing his face in the process. "I don't have one." He says quietly, I look at him sympathetically, everyone deserves a name.

"How about Wolfe?" I ask, he looks at me with a blank expression. "Well…you want to let titles decide how people see you, so why not have one that you can define yourself. So, why not have a name you can create a destiny with yourself? Ergo, Wolfe." I explained, and his ears perk up, a smile appears on his face.

"It's the best name I've ever had." He says softly, I could tell this meant a lot to him.

"Come on my friend, let's get out of here and somewhere nicer." I say, waving my hand in a way that said 'this way'.

He smiles. "You called me friend." He states softly, I smile.

"Why not?" I ask as I shrug my shoulders, Wolfe follows me. But I could have never known that in doing so, I had met the nicest, bravest guy I know. Mikey had finished his flashback of the event of the day he first meats Wolfe. Mikey's heart couldn't have been beating faster out of fear, then in that moment. Mikey was lying to his brothers faces, and so convincingly too, he and Wolfe had obviously met, but that was because Mikey was Wolfe. His brothers seemed to buy his story, because they were all really shocked, and started pounding him with questions, he honestly didn't know how much longer he could keep this up. He was luck as shell he had fast healing abilities because he was a werewolf, otherwise his brothers would have seen the bandages around his body and there was no why he could have wriggled his way out of that one. The only one who knew of Mikey's secret, was Master Splinter who has been helping Mikey to control it all these years, but because very nearly 16, his powers were getting out of control. The chosen wolf was different to any other, not only was its fur as white as the moon, but the chosen wolf was the only werewolf to fully mature into a full werewolf on its 16th birthday at midnight, unlike normal werewolves that became full werewolves on their 18th birthday. Mikey had to tell his brothers before his 16th birthday, or he'd always regret it.

To Be Continued