Don't hate me!

I Do Not Own TMNT


Chapter 7

Leonardo's POV

"Welcome to-"

Leo tried to make out the words that have been scratched out on the welcome sign. He gave up, He sighed and looked at the city, It looked even scarier up close. Leo thought for a second. Do I really want to go in here? He didn't see another choice. He took a deep breath and slowly walked into the city, Axe tucked in his belt. He looked around as he walked the streets; this place was dead, literally. It felt like it died years ago. Maybe centuries. He saw a couple cars. He wondered if any worked.

He went up to the first on and opened the door, leaning inside. No key. He figured. He slammed the door close and continued his walk. Looking for anything that may help him, Anything. He rubbed his bicep, and then looked at his hand. Dust. No wait. Ash! There was ash floating everywhere. He rubbed his hands together and stopped in front of a antique shop. This place looked unnaturally clean. HE walked up to the door and looked through the glass. Just a bunch of antique stuff. But something caught his eye, something on the shelf. He opened the door and walked inside, not taking his eye off of the glass sculpture. HE walked up to it and picked it up. He turned his head in confusion.

"What the?" He said to himself

He looked at the little glass figure in his hand, It was...Him. The little glass figure was a mutant turtle, He could tell it was him cause there was to swords on his back. This is getting weird. Then something made him jump and turn around. Glass china fell off the shelf and onto the floor, Leo didn't realize until he looked at his hand that he dropped the glass figure. Looking down he saw what once was the glass turtle, now scattered pieces on the ground. This made him feel uneasy. Then he heard the noise again. Turning around he saw another glass antique has fallen. Then another. Then something hit him hard on his bicep. He turned around and saw a glass hoarse coming off the shelf and zooming toward his face, He didn't have enough time to dodge and felt the glass hit and shatter in his face.

He yelped and placed a hand on his face, feeling the blood running down. Then he felt another sharp pain in his leg. Then again in his face. He finally realized that he needed to get out. He placed a hand in front of his face to block a incoming dog, Feeling the stinging pain that hit his hand. He ran for the door, Face, Leg, Arm still bleeding. Another glass figurine hit his face, cutting his mask. He pushed the door open, But it wouldn't budge.

"What the hell?" He screamed

He tried pulling the door open but it was locked, But he just came through it a minute ago. Whatever he needed to get out of here or he's going to get cut up worse. The glass antiques continued to fly across the room, hitting him in the shell. Thank god for his shell. He pulled his axe out and slammed it against the glass door. Nothing happened. He tried it again. Nothing. What kind of glass is this He Thought. He continued ramming the axe into the glass, And managed to make a crack. "Screw this" HE said stepping back a couple feet and receiving another painful hit in his arm. HE threw his arm in front of his face and ran at the door. When he knew he was close enough, He jumped off the ground and felt the glass break as he flew through the door.

He landed hard on the ground, Feeling some glass shards get pushed deeper into his skin. He shifted on his shell and yelled in pain. He sat up and examined his arm, He grabbed the shards that stuck out and pulled them out. Then again with the other arm. Luckily only two hit his leg. Then he placed a hand on his face and felt around, nothing except for some glass pebbles, He rubbed them off and felt his cuts. He had one deep one running down his face, missing his eyes only by a few millimeters. He had a couple more on his face but they weren't that bad.

"Leo?"

He looked up, recognizing that voice. He slowly turned his head and looked at the person standing a in the middle of the street.

"Mikey?"

"Oh my god Leo" Mikey said running toward him and kneeling next to him. "What happened to you?"

Leo pushed Mikey's hand away and looked at him.

"Leo...What's wrong" Mikey asked worried

"You're not real" Leo said

"What are you talking about?"

"You're not Mikey" Leo said standing up and stepping away from him

"Leo" Mikey said beginning to cry "Leo Please…Let me help you"

"No…You're not real" Leo yelled

"Leo stop..Please" Mikey said crying

"No…No your not real"

"Of course I'm real…Look at me?"

"No" Leo began to walk away from the fake Mikey, He fell for it once, But not again. He heard him crying behind him, just like how Mikey cries. He stopped, what was he doing. Walking away from his little brother as he cried. No. That's not him. It's just a trick. He looked behind him, looking at the Mikey as he held his head in his hands and sobbed. His stomach cringed. He hated to see Mikey cry, fake or not. He walked up to him.

"Mikey" He said reaching for his shoulder

Mikey slapped the hand away, "Go away, you're not Leo, Leo would never say what you said"

"Mikey!"

"Go away!" He said grabbing a nearby rock and ramming it into Leo's side, Making him fall

"Mikey stop!" Leo said holding his throbbing side

"Stop..You're not Leo!" Mikey said hitting Leo with the rock again, And continued to do it screaming "You're not real"

Leo tried to tell him to stop, but he wasn't letting up. "STOP!" He said pulling out his axe and swinging it at Mikey. He felt as it hit the side of his head, making him fall like a ragdoll.

Leo looked at the head of his axe, Seeing blood drip off. He felt tears emerge as he saw Mikey, Face down on the ground, With a big red slash in the side of his face.

"Mikey" He said running to his side and turning him face up. "Mikey..Oh god"

What has he done, What if he really was Mikey. He grabbed his hand tightly and cried. "Mikey no". He closed his eyes, Hoping that when he opened them, Mikey would be gone and it would have been a illusion. He kept his eyes closed, "Please".

He opened them.

Mikey still remained

"NO!" He screamed holding his brother.

"I'm sorry Mikey…I'm sorry...Please forgive me…I'm so sorry Mikey…Please…Don't leave me"

"Mikey…I'm sorry"