Who Can You Trust?

The attacks kept coming. He couldn't dodge them no matter how hard he tried. Mikey was at his wits end and couldn't do anything about it.

He felt one of them kick the back of his knee causing him to topple over. As he hit the floor something sharp sank into the ground beside his head. Quickly he stood back up only to feel something bite into his left shoulder. Feeling for it he realized it was a Kusarigama blade.

His opponent yanked on it and it ripped out of his flesh causing Mikey to scream. This was a nightmare.

'All you need to do is knock them over. Are you too weak for that?' A voice cut through his thoughts. Sitting up he searched blindly to find nothing but darkness. "Who said that?" He called.

'You're so weak.' The voice repeated. 'You spend all of your energy on games. All you ever do is waste your potential.'

It was his own voice echoing through his head. He was insulting himself.

Another attack swung through the dark. Mikey was able to dodge it only to run into another opponent with nun-chucks. Instantly he felt himself get bashed in the side of the head. A loud ringing sound interrupted his hearing and he wobbled. Then another opponent attacked him head on. He could sense them getting closer and instantly tossed them over his shoulder. It fell on its back and disappeared in a short flash of light.

He knew what he had to do. So he memorized their positions and began his onslaught. Quickly he stole the kusarigama from a nearby enemy and used it to trip over three in a row. As they disappeared he got a glimpse of their new positions in the temporary light and continued his attacks. Some were able to dodge but overall so long as he went for their feet they were easy to trip. One after another they fell. At this point he no longer felt his exhaustion and had received a second wind as he continued in a flurried frenzy of attacks.

One clone knocked his weapons out of his hands so he instantly reacted by stealing theirs. After a brief moment he recognized the feel of it and began swinging the nun-chucks rapidly above his head, knocking two more out. They disappeared in two more flashes thus allowing him more of an advantage. However he felt a little disheartened as he realized there really were hundreds of them. How was he going to keep this up?

Stockman laughed maniacally as the device around Raphael's neck continued to electrocute him. The turtle was frozen in place as the electricity ran through his body and jolted him into a stiffened position. After a moment the man flipped a switch and it turned off. A few tendrils of smoke curled up from Raph's burned flesh.

"Had enough?" He asked the turtle who glared back. "Guess not." And flipped the switch back on.

"He was here." Leo announced as he found Raph's sai on the ground. However he received no answer and turned to find Donnie asleep on his feet.

"Hey!" He shouted in his brother's ear causing him to jump awake.

"Who? What?" Donnie shouted then realized where he was. "Oh, sorry Leo. I'll stay…" Yawn. "Awake."

Leo felt bad about dragging his brother along in his condition. He obviously needed sleep and could possibly get hurt but he needed Donnie's brains to help him figure out where Raph was. "Alright, just help me figure out where he might have gone from here."

Donnie leaned against the wall and looked around. After a moment he noticed the back door was open. "I think they're still here." He finally explained.

"What?"

He pointed to the opened door so Leo could follow. It led down even further. Surely something was down there.

Donnie forced himself to a standing position and followed his brother downstairs where they came upon a door with a single window. They looked through it to find Raph strapped to a table being tortured by a barrage of drills and mini flame throwers. At the sight of this Donnie woke up instantly. With worry and anger flashing in their eyes the two burst through the door to rescue their brother.

The attacks had stopped. Standing still Mikey was unaware that he had closed his eyes. But it didn't matter he couldn't see anyways and stood listening to the silence. Soon he could hear a few more moving and quickly sprinted at them, Kasurigama at the ready. He was able to easily slice through them. They disappeared in a flash of light revealing the room to be empty.

Not believing he had finished he continued to stand at the ready listening to the silence. Nothing.

"Did I win?" He wondered aloud. The sound of applause burst through the silence and a sudden flash of light blinded him. Mikey covered his eyes. Once he was certain that the light was gone he slowly opened them again. He was back in the lair.

"Uh….Hello?" He called. At this point he had become used to the pain that wracked his body. He was even able to forcibly move his broken arm, but just barely.

"Mikey?" He heard Donatello and turned in time to receive a hug from him.

"Donnie?" Mikey asked uncertainly. "Is it really you?"

"Of course it's me!" Donnie replied. "I've been so worried. I spent the whole time you were gone finding a way to bring you back. Everyone missed you."

"So I really am home?" Mikey questioned then received a punch in the face.

"Of course you are." Donnie cooed as though he hadn't just pummeled his brother.

Mikey sat up confused. "Wha-then…Why did you just hit me?"

This time Donnie took out his staff and approached him. "What are you talking about? Now come here so I can treat your wounds. I looks like you got beaten pretty bad." And jabbed him in the gut.

Mikey doubled over and gagged for a moment before another pair of feet entered his vision. It was Leo. "Leo! Help! Donnie is acting really weird!"

Leo looked over at Donnie who shrugged in return. "Mikey, what are you talking about? Donnie is fine. But you're not. Let us help you and you can tell us about where you've been." Leo held his hand out to help him up.

Mikey looked uncertainly at it before grabbing it. "Awe man, I'm so confused." And was suddenly tossed across the room and into the television. "Hey!" He shouted as he scrambled to his feet, now able to endure the burn on his leg. "What was that for?"

"Mikey!" Came Raph's voice. Turning he spotted his brother rushing at him. "Dude! Where have you been? We've been worried sick about you." He stopped just short of a few feet away. "We were worried something bad had happened to you."

He had enough and backed away from all three of them. "I'm not falling for this." He declared as they came closer, confusion on their faces.

"What are you talking about Mikey?" Leo asked. "Let us help you. We're your brothers. Look at yourself, you're clearly delirious."

He hit the wall and found himself cornered. Donnie held his hand out and smiled. "Come on bro, trust us."

Mikey hesitated, but eventually gave it a shot and took the hand he was offered. Unfortunately just like before he was tossed through the air and hit the floor hard. Sitting up he felt like the room was spinning.

"Oh man you're bleeding!" Raph suddenly started. Looking over Mikey realized that the gash in his shoulder from the kasurigama had opened even more and was bleeding severely. Unfortunately he couldn't grab it since his other arm was broken.

The three approached him. "Let us take care of that man." Leo held his arms open as though to say he was harmless. "You can trust us."

Mikey eyed the trio as they stood before him before realizing it was just a lie. Closing his eyes he ignored the pain and rushed at them with one nun-chuck spinning. They dodged but he managed to trip Donnie and knock him unconscious.

"Dude! What are you doing?" Leo shouted drawing attention to himself as Mikey went at him.

He continued with a barrage of jabs and kicks but his brother dodged each one easily. Eventually Leo drew his swords. "Don't make me do this." Leo threatened.

Mikey dropped his nun-chuck and looked his brother in the eye. "Then stop hurting me!"

Leo smiled warmly. "I would never hurt you Mikey." And ran his sword through Mikey's stomach.