Apologies for the later than usual update. I was rereading it and found that I had to fix some things before posting it. I'll make sure there's a second later tonight but for now enjoy this.

I own a turtle...not THE turtles...A turtle...and he's not even a mutant...in other words, no ninja turtles for me
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"I could kill you now, or I could torture you then kill you." Hun mused to himself, an ugly grin spreading across his face. "Oh, I like that idea. Cause a whole ton of pain so you'll be begging me to kill ya. Wait, I gadda even better idea. Master Shredder use to do this with a whole ton of his prisoners, somethan called 'emotional torture.' It's funny because whenever he hurt someone close to the prisoner, emotionally close, it seemed to hurt them more than anything you can do with a knife. And I got your girlfriend here, who has to be close to you, cause, well, she's you're girlfriend. I could torture her before I torture you and I might even get some secrets out of you in the process." During that whole speech, I noticed that there was something happening, as if there was some sort of feeling was seeping back into my system. It was faint but I could just vaguely identify it as anxiety, maybe even fear. He was threatening to hurt Katty, my Kit Kat, and I was starting to get the feeling I wouldn't be able to stop him. I shook my head lightly, expelling these thoughts; they weren't going to help my cause so they were completely unnecessary.

"That's what I'll do. I'll hurt your girlfriend, then hurt you. Kill you, then kill your girlfriend. Or maybe I'll kill her first, if you're too wounded to fight back. We'll see, won't we."

"Why bother hurting her?" I ask lazily. "Haven't you noticed that you aren't getting any reaction out of me?" Hun gave me a dumb look. "I'm not the turtle you thought you knew."

"Why not? You look the same."

"Just because I look like the old Michelangelo, doesn't mean I am him. And I already told you why; I'm mad, pissed off, and bad things happen when I'm pissed off." I looked him in the eyes, causing a shiver to go down his spine, I saw him give a little shake before I continued. "So kill me now, because if you touch her again, it will be like you signed your own death certificate."

"Y-you're bluffing." He claimed, his voice acquiring a slight quiver to it.

"Am I?"

"You couldn't kill me, you haven't killed anyone since the time you started fighting."

"No, I haven't."

"You don't have the guts to even kill a bug."

"First of all, no I wouldn't, if it was the regular me you were dealing with. But it's not, as I've explained before, I'm different, and capable of a lot more than the regular me was. Second, Raph has me kill bugs all the time, so I imagine killing you would be of no real difference." It took him several minutes to decipher this in his head, then when he understood what I meant, he just stood there trying to figure out if I was lying or not. After about five minutes of thought, he must have come to some sort of conclusion because that's when he finally did something other than abusing his brain cell. Unfortunately, what he did was the exact opposite of what I hoped would happen, despite the fact that it was what I was expecting would happen.

He took his knife, and sliced it down her arm, drawing blood. Katty screamed, making whatever feelings I had left to freeze over in anger. He then used the knife to finish what he had started, removing the dragon from her arm. Her screams echoed through the empty warehouse until I couldn't take it anymore. I escaped from the men's grasp, knocking them all unconscious in a matter of seconds and rushed at Hun. I was grabbed from behind by several more of his lackeys, and after taking out several more of them I was forced to the ground by the sheer numbers. Hun called for several of the men on perimeter duty to come in and help keep me restrained. About ten of them came in, leaving only five to keep watch over the outside. I whispered "now" through my invisible head set, knowing that the plan would begin in only about a minute.

"You shouldn't have done that freak." Hun said, by now he was done with the tattoo, not leaving a single piece of purple skin on her arm. I could see the blood dripping onto the ground near her feet. One of the men pinning me down grabbed the ends of my bandanna, forcing me to look at Katty's tear-streaked face. I could see the pain written on her face as well as the knowledge that Hun had more planned for her than just that. "Now I'll hurt her even worse." He took his bloody knife and pressed knelt down so it was pointed at her legs. The blade had just started cutting her calf when a van exploded through the side of the warehouse, firing the newly installed machine guns as it came barreling in.

With the PD distracted, I was easily able to knock them off and in the chaos that followed, make a beeline to the target I really wanted. Before he could even figure out what was going on, I slammed into Hun, pulling the knife out of his grasp as he tumbled to the ground. Then, without a single hesitating thought, I killed him. Part of me felt a bit disgusted with myself but at this point that was a very small part. I was vaguely aware that I would have to face what I did later, when I was back to normal but right now, the only thing I needed to do was get Katty to safety. And with Hun out of the picture, I could do just that. My brothers were fighting the other gang members so I was free to get my girl off the wall they had her chained to. I came up and used the knife to pick the locks on the cuffs. At first all she saw was the knife and shied away from me. But after she noticed what I was doing, she let me. It didn't take too long to get all four of them to release her, but with her bleeding that the rate she was, I wasn't surprised to see that she had passed out.

I gathered her into my arms and darted towards the battle shell. After I climbed into the back I gave a high pitched whistle, signaling the others that it was time to go. They came running, Don tried to get behind the wheel but I stopped him.

"No, let Leo drive! I need you back here!" he took one look at the girl that I had laid across the floor of the van and nodded in understanding as he climbed in. Leo got in the driver's seat and even though he's not the best driver, I knew we didn't have the time to be picky right now. He threw the vehicle into reverse and then went tearing down the street with Raph taking out any pursuers with his bike. Don was doing emergency first aid, trying to keep her from bleeding to death before we got back to the lair. Even though she was unconscious, every so often she'd give a bit of a whine or call my name and I'd be there to pet her hair telling her that everything was going to be alright.

Now that the majority of the mission was done, I was starting to defrost as emotions started flowing into my brain again, as well as everything else that I neglected in order to pull off this mission of sorts. With my girlfriend safe from the bad guys and being treated by my brother, I started to wonder if her wounds were too great to be saved from or what would happen now that the Purple Dragon's leader was dead, or if my brothers actually saw me kill him. If they did, what would they think of me? For sure, they would think that I was a monster, a cold hearted villain that didn't have a problem killing people. But that wasn't true, or I don't think it's true. I don't even know right know how I feel about the fact that I just killed someone for the first time in my life. Yeah, I know, he deserved it, but was it right for me to kill him instead of letting the police do the job? I don't know! I just didn't know anymore!

All these thoughts and worries and feelings were swarming around in my head and after not being able to feel anything for several hours, it was just so overwhelming. I think I know why I passed out last time I had calmed down, because I could barely stand this! The only reason I was forcing myself to stay awake was for Katty's sake. She needed me right now, I couldn't not be there for her. So I tried not to let my thoughts take over. Instead I focused my mind solely on Katty and reassuring her that everything was going to be ok.

I was so focused on comforting my girlfriend, I didn't even notice that we had already gotten back to the lair until my brother tried to pick her up. I regret to inform you of my next actions. It wasn't the nicest thing I ever did to my brother, but in my defense, he was just trying to take away my girlfriend that had been wounded by an evil man right in front of me. Of course I was going to be protective of her. When Donny tried to take her away on me, I gave him a very fierce glair, and then hissed. Yes, I hissed like a feral cat at my most undeserving brother. He jumped back, startled by the most un-Mikey-like noise.

"It's alright Mike, we're home. I was only going to bring her inside." I blinked and looked out the now open door seeing that we were, indeed, back inside our garage.

"Oh, sorry." I whispered quietly, to ashamed to say it any louder. He bent down to pick her up again but, for some reason I just couldn't let him. So before he could I scooped her up in my own arms and got to my feet. "I'll take her."

"But Mike, you're tired and…" he trailed off as he saw me pull her closer to me. I wasn't going to let her out of my sight, I just couldn't. "Alright, put her on the sofa."

"But it's lumpy."

"Lumpy or not, it will have to do." He ordered, a note of relief barely noticeable in his time. He must have figured out that I'm back to normal because he was now treating me as such. He wasn't as tense, or awkward around me as he was when I was like that. I turned and carried her into the elevator and then when we got to the main level, over to the sofa where I gently set her down. I knelt down beside her, and resumed petting her hair as Donny went straight to his lab to grab the medical supplies he couldn't bring with him.

"Mikey?" I jumped at the sound of my name. I looked up at Leo, a startled look on my face, I was sure of it. "You're alright now?" I hesitated for a moment. Then gave a brief nod and turned back to Katty. I didn't want to say anything because then he'd know I was lying. Yeah, it was true I wasn't the emotional icicle anymore, but I don't think I'm quite the same as I was before either. I don't know if it was just the confusion or if an after effect of killing someone, but I just didn't feel right.

"Michelangelo, you need your rest." Splinter said as he came out of the elevator. "You over exerted yourself. Head up to your room and get a few hours of sleep."

"I'm not leaving her side." I said quietly, too tired to defy him any louder. As it was all three of my brother's halted whatever they were doing to stare at me. I never spoke out against our father's orders, if so I only did so jokingly. They all could tell by the tone in my voice that I wasn't joking.

"You need rest or you will be no good to her."

"Then I'll rest right here." I told him, motioning towards the floor I was kneeling on. "But I'm not leaving her side."

"Mikey, I need that space to take care of her." Donny said, trying to talk me out of it.

"I'm not leaving her side." I repeated a little more forcefully. Though I didn't look up from Katty, I heard Master Splinter give a sigh as Donny gave him a desperate look.

"Leonardo, go set up the spare cot in Michelangelo's room. Donatello, will you be able to care for Miss. Evergreen from there?"

"Yes, I believe so."

"Good, then make whatever preparations you need to so you can do so." Donny nodded and took off back to the lab as Leo disappeared to find the cot. "Michelangelo, I do not want to hear an excuse for not sleeping or I will have Donatello give you one of the sedatives to force you to sleep."

"I understand, sensei." I said, mentally sighing in relief.

"You may take her up as soon as your brother comes back and says it's ready." I nodded. "And Michelangelo, tomorrow morning your brothers and I will want an explanation for all of this."

"Of course sensei."