Minutes earlier at O'Neil's apartment…
Green eyes glanced at the beeping alarming clock on the drawer. April groaned; just when she thought she could finally have a decent sleep, her alarm decided to burst her bubble and get her off the bed.
The red haired woman sat upright and glanced at her snoring partner. After years of being together, she still didn't understand how the annoying alarm couldn't wake Casey up but when the turtles, mostly Raph, slightly tapped at her window, he was wide awake right after the first tap.
She pressed the snooze button, stretched her arms and kissed her boyfriend's forehead before leaving the warm bed as stealthily as she could; last night was the first night in a moth Casey could sleep without waking up because of the constant nightmares. April could hear him mumbling stuff in his sleep, cursing the man who had hurt their special friends; more than once she had to wake him up and calm him down. Casey wouldn't remember any of that the next morning but April wasn't so lucky. She had to suffer for the both of them, in silence.
Passing through the kitchen, April stopped by the fridge and after looking at the items inside for ten minutes she yawned and closed the door, making a mental note to buy more groceries later today.
The red haired woman grabbed the remote and turned on the news before slumping heavily on the couch; she chortled at the anchorwoman's facelift and exaggerated breast implants. Briefly, she glanced at her own breast; it was quite decent in her opinion and Casey seemed to like it just the way it was.
With the corner of her eye she saw her sleepy boyfriend dragging his feet to the couch. He sat beside her and pulled her close to him.
"Morning babe" He mumbled, kissing the top of April's head. "How long have you been up?"
"Just a couple of minutes, I guess. You hungry?"
"Like a bear but you ain't moving a finger. I'm cooking today" Casey said making his way to the kitchen. "Eggs, toast and bacon? Or maybe pancakes! Mikey's been teaching me"
April repressed a laugh; she sure remembered those messy lessons. "That's so sweet but I'll just have some coffee, thanks"
Casey shook his head. "I dunno who's worse: you or Donnie"
"I think I'll say… both"
April's phone started ringing; Donatello's number appeared on the screen. "And speaking of the devil" She smiled, pressing the button to answer the call. "Hi Donnie"
The woman's relaxed expression instantly changed into a puzzled one after hearing the worried tone of the genius turtle's voice. "No, he hasn't come here. I thought he was… well yes, Casey's here but… Oh god, no"
"What's wrong?" The vigilante asked.
"Raph's not in the lair"
"Son of a bitch!" He yelled, his fist impacting with a nearby wall. "Doesn't he know it's like 8 am?! It's bright enough outside to get him discovered and maybe even killed!"
"Sorry Donnie, what was that?" April turned her attention back to her phone and her face paled after hearing more bad news.
Casey, on the other hand, was furious; furious at Raph, furious at himself, furious at the random fly that landed on his clenched fist, furious at the world around him. He turned off the stove, his eggs and bacon completely forgotten and ran to the bedroom to pick some clothes.
'Raph better be hidin' well' He thought. 'Cuz when I find him, he's fucked!'
"CALM DOWN?" He heard April yelled from the living room. "DONATELLO, HOW CAN YOU…."
The vigilante peeked outside the bedroom to check on April; she was breathing deeply, trying to not make a scene while she listened to Don dictating instructions.
"Alright…. yeah, I have those… Don't worry, Don. We'll be there in a sec"
"Something else happened?"
"It's Leo. LH and Don are trying to bring him back but he's not responding!" She informed; her eyes clouded with unshed tears.
The blue eyed man let the shirt he was going to wear slip off his fingers, his mouth agape in shock. April covered her mouth stifling a sob and Casey approached her but before he could comfort his beloved, she fled to her room and dressed herself in record time; there would be time for comforting affection later. The vigilante seemed to have read her mind so he continued to get dressed, glancing at April from time to time just in case of a breakdown.
Once both humans were ready, they ran downstairs and prepared the equipment Donatello had required.
"We need to get there and fast. Also, we have to try to communicate with Raph; Donnie already tried to contact him but it's not working"
"I'll drive" Casey said, jumping to the driver's seat. "You call that asshole and tell him to get his ass back home right now"
April nodded and fastened her seat belt. 'And this was supposed to be a quiet morning' She thought sadly as she dialed Raph's number.
Casey started engines and soon enough, the human couple was on their way to the Hamato household. Hopefully, things wouldn't get worse but sadly, they were both mistaken.
This was just the beginning of what would be a day full of surprises.
…
Mikey couldn't focus, plain and simple. And neither could he understand how Splinter could be so calm adopting his meditation pose after seeing Leonardo dying once then coming back just to struggle some more.
"Sensei, why are we here? We should be helping Donnie and LH!"
The ninja master opened his eyes to gaze at his troubled son. Although he also felt the urge to be by Leonardo's side, he knew that Donatello and Leatherhead were more than capable of keeping Leonardo's body working long enough for Splinter to reach his eldest son's spirit and hopefully, he would wake up at last.
"My son, like your brothers you have faced many foes and came across obstacles during your life as ninja and what happened on Samuel Flynn's mansion is just another one. You have been able to overcome those obstacles before, Michelangelo, with your innocence, laughter and hope. But ever since you returned from that place, you have changed and Flynn has taken advantage of that"
"What do you mean?"
"I could feel Flynn inside your brother's mind every time I tried to reach him" Splinter explained. "He is the one forcing your brother to block our connection; he has been torturing him, using your pain and guilt to create chains and barriers to keep him trapped inside his mind. Right now, Leonardo is too weak to break those alone and we must help him but for that, I will need you to focus"
Mikey sighed and tried again. He closed his remaining eye, slowly breathing in and out while he cleaned his mind from dark thoughts and painful memories.
The capture, the beatings, the torture sessions, Leonardo's sacrifices … everything was coming back altogether as Mikey tried to establish his own link with his brother's mind, making the task twice as difficult.
"Focus Michelangelo, clear your mind" The young turtle heard his father say in a soothing voice, almost like a whisper.
However, the more Mikey tried, the more his memories came to haunt him. "I can't do this, Master Splinter" He said, his eyes still closed.
"You must, my son. You are the only one who can help your brother return" Splinter replied.
"I can't help him after what I did to him!" Mikey replied angrily. "You weren't there; you didn't see Leo almost dying because of me! When Flynn made me attack him, I… I felt like I was…"
"Betraying him? Is that so?"
A cold breeze hit Mikey straight in the face and sound of a bone chilling laughter made his open his eyes but he immediately regretted doing it.
He saw himself, sword in hand and a sinister smile on his face staring down at a bleeding, lifeless looking Leonardo. The other Michelangelo turned his attention to a horrified Mikey and his smile widened.
"Flash news, kid… you did" He said in a demonic voice.
"No… no, I couldn't… I… I-I didn't want to hurt him! I swear!" Mikey said; his voice choked with sobs.
"My son, Leonardo knows you would never hurt him on purpose" Splinter's voice could be heard again but the aged rat was nowhere in sight.
"Father… Father, where are you?!"
"You need to forget whatever Flynn told you. Most importantly, you need to forgive yourself, my son" The voice continued.
"Yes, forgive yourself… that will surely bring your pathetic brother back so you can get him killed again!" The other Mikey said mockingly.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! I KNOW I SCREWED UP, ALRIGHT?!" Mikey screamed. His voice echoed through the dark void yet it failed to scare away the dark presence standing before him.
"I ruined everything by being so naïve" Mikey continued. "I thought Flynn would just let us go; I believed him but no… he had to trap ALL OF US! Now Donnie is miserable, Raph hates me, Splinter is tired he could die any moment now and Leo is dead!" He sobbed; falling to his knees and covering his face in his hands.
The other Mikey grinned like a mad man at the turtle's despair. Unnoticed by the real Mikey, his dark doppelganger had begun to morph; the green skin turned pale and the shell was gone, the once muscular arms and legs disappeared to reveal bony limbs. Lastly, dark tendrils came to wrap around the naked slim body completely covering the head which was the only part that hadn't changed yet.
After a few seconds, the tendrils recoiled back revealing Samuel Flynn.
"And whose fault is it, little one?" He hissed, still using the other Mikey's demonic voice.
"It's all my fault… it's all my fault…" Mikey whimpered. "I'm so sorry, Leo"
The man grinned down at the crying turtle while he prepared to jam the sword deep into Mikey's skull.
"Don't worry, Michelangelo. He will forgive you… in the other life"
Mikey's sobs stopped abruptly after hearing the abrupt change of voice. He glanced up and his face paled in horror.
"You"
…
"You"
Flynn smirked at the red-clad turtle's shocked face. "So, you made it. You finally found me. Bravo, bravo indeed Raphael!"
"Yeah well, I'm kinda regretting it now I see you. You look like a pile of dog shit"
Truth to be told, that statement wasn't enough to describe Flynn's actual state. The once white suit was torn, stained with blood, dirt and what it appeared to be bits of flesh; part of his legs and left arm had been partially mauled by the tigers before he got a chance to shot them dead, it was surprising how he could stand in such conditions; his face had four nasty gashes that hadn't healed quite well and his beard was longer. The walking stick with the emerald that held Mikey's eye inside on top of it remained undamaged and it was the only thing keeping Samuel balanced.
"Always the charmer, aren't you Raphael" Flynn chuckled. "How is your brother, the little one hmm? Having problems finding a pair of nice glasses? How about the genius, did he finally go nuts? And Leonardo… your beloved leader… is he enjoying his nap?"
Raph growled. "You should know that, motherfucker. It's your fault he's…he's…"
"He's… he's… he is what! Say already, freak! What, too painful? Does little Raphie miss his big brother? What do you miss about him, hmm? His voice, always ordering what to and what not to do? His eyes, looking at you in disapproval!"
The sai wielder was a little taken aback by Flynn's words; he had heard those before, he said them to Leo one night during a heart to heart talk. So many things had been said, some good and some bad but more bad than good. Raph would never forget the look on his brother's face when he listed the things he hated about him and the countless times he had wished for his death; he looked disappointed and hurt but in the end those were all meaningless words spoken out of rage, not really from the heart.
But how did Samuel know about that?
"Listen, I dunno who the fuck told you that but none of that is true. You're just messing with my head!"
"Am I, Raphael? Am I really lying? Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't say all those things to Leonardo"
The sai wielder met Samuel's eyes but he couldn't hold his gaze, soon enough he found himself staring at his feet in shame but never letting his guard down. He heard Flynn laugh and he gritted his teeth; clearly he was laughing at his moment of weakness, laughing at his despair… laughing at him.
"Tell me, boy… why are you here? Why is it that you need to avenge Leonardo so badly? Don't you hate him? Don't you want him dead? Or…" Samuel's sinister smile widened. "…maybe you don't want him dead because then you wouldn't have someone to be your bitch, is that it Raphael?"
Raph stumbled back as if hit by someone. "What the fuck are you talking about!"
"Even better, if he dies then you would be nobody's bitch! So that's why you're so upset! Oh that is so romantic" Flynn cackled. "Tell me, was it good? Did you enjoy being your brother's bitch?"
That did it. The red-clad ninja pulled out his sai and charged at Samuel full speed, his mind clouded with rage. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU SICK MOTHERFUCKER!"
The man stood his ground, unfazed by the ninja's outburst. With a quick thrust, Raphael's sais found home into… a tree?
A tap on his shoulder had him turning around to see Samuel standing behind him, waving hello in a childish way.
"What the-"
"Funny thing about being inside a ninja's mind, you can learn a lot of their secrets…including tear-jerking late night talks with a brother" Flynn commented. "Care for a demonstration?"
Raphael yanked his sais from the tree trunk in a single move. As he turned to face the reason of his family's suffering, dark and twisted thoughts began to poison his mind: Flynn's dismembered body at his feet, the sensation of feeling his warm blood as he plunged his beloved weapons deep into the man's flesh.
Raph's inner demons had been waiting for a chance to have fun and today, they would have it.
"Bring it on, asshole"
…
Back in Leo's mind, Flynn touched Mikey's forehead with the tip of the sword; the temptation of stabbing the small turtle becoming irresistible by the second.
"Hello, Michelangelo. Missed me?" He asked sweetly. "I missed you"
"…M…ik…ey"
The orange-clad ninja almost hurt his neck while turning his head at the sound of the familiar voice calling his name. Lying in a corner of the dark room, there was Leonardo; his body was wrapped in dark tendrils that kept squeezing the air out of him like a boa would do with its meal.
Flynn rolled his eyes. "Oh for goodness sake, are you still alive?" He walked towards the blue-clad turtle, swinging the sword skillfully.
While Samuel approached Leo, Mikey watched the display petrified. Samuel was alive, his brother was alive… or at least his spirit was. But how could this be?
"Your stubbornness is not amusing anymore" Flynn spat venomously. "You stopped being fun a month ago, Leonardo!"
Mikey opened his eyes wide in realization. 'Master Splinter was right!'
Slow but steady, Samuel made it to the dying turtle. Leonardo's breathing was shallow and his eyes were closing; he hoped Samuel would 'play' with him a little more so Mikey would escape on time but apparently, the man was genuinely bored of him.
His death would be quick.
"I'm tired of this game, dear pet so I think we can both agree it's time for you to die!"
Flynn raised the sword and Leo closed his eyes. 'Mikey, please leave now!'
The man lowered the sword and a loud 'clang' echoed through the room; both Leo and Flynn gasped when they saw Mikey stopping the sword with the chain of his nunchuks.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" The young ninja yelled angrily.
Flynn huffed. "Fine, you can have him for some minutes. I have to be elsewhere anyway… but I'll be back for him and if you're not gone, you'll die too"
With that said, Samuel vanished into thin air and so did the tendrils that drained the life out of Leo; the sword wielder took a big gulp of air once he was released but he still couldn't move his limbs. His eyes fluttered and his head lulled to the side where he caught a glimpse of a sea green, orange masked turtle; that sight alone prevented him from surrendering to sleep but this proved to be a difficult task for the dying turtle.
Mikey tucked his weapons in his belt and knelt beside his blue-clad brother. "Leo? Leo, look at me please!"
"I'm… I'm … tired" Leo whispered; his eyes starting to close again.
"Nononono! Don't fall sleep, please don't fall sleep!"
The faint warmth of Mikey's hands on his shoulders and the desperate tone of his voice didn't do much to keep Leo awake but it kept him slightly conscious.
"Mikey… how…"
"Splinter helped me" He replied hurriedly. "He came along too but I can't see him anywhere"
Leo nodded. "M-Mikey, you must …leave now. He'll come… he'll come after you"
"No, I won't let you down again!" Mikey said firmly.
"Let me down again? Mikey, what are you-"
"-Sensei said if I can forgive myself you'll be free from Flynn's control but he's wrong. I need you to forgive me, Leo. I need you to forgive me for getting you and the others into this!"
The young turtle stared deeply into the eldest's dark brown eyes waiting for the so desired forgiveness but his world crumbled completely after two words left Leonardo's mouth.
"I can't"
"What?!"
"I can't forgive you, Mikey… because there's nothing to forgive"
"Are you crazy?! Just look at you! You're dying, you've been dying all this month and it's all because of me!" Mikey argued.
Leo's brow furrowed. "Don't fall for that, bro. Flynn used that one on me too"
"You don't understand! It's because of me Flynn has you trapped here! I don't need him to tell me what I already know!"
"Mikey, just listen to me!"
"If you're not going to forgive me then hurt me! Beat me to a pulp! KILL ME IF YOU MUST, JUST DO SOMETHING!"
"MICHELANGELO, THAT'S ENOUGH!"
The orange-clad turtle whimpered and backed away from Leonardo, covering his face and waiting from whatever punishment he considered proper. He peeked between his fingers and saw his big brother crawling towards him, grunting occasionally because of the pain.
When he felt Leo's hand on his shoulder, he sobbed and shook violently.
'Stop being such a pussy. You deserve whatever he does to you' He scolded himself in his mind.
Cold arms pulled Mikey close to another being and a slightly warm chin rested on top of his head. The young turtle looked up to see Leonardo, beaten and weak but still alive, trying to comfort him the best he could.
"Remember when you gave up your eye for me? You said you did it out of love; what I did is the same thing. I chose to stay here for you, guys. I didn't want Samuel to hurt you like he hurt me" Leo explained, moving a thumb over Mikey's wet cheek in slow soothing circles.
The latter stopped shaking and gradually relaxed in his brother's arms instead. "What did he do to you?"
"It's best you don't know for now but if I didn't lock myself in, he would've killed you all" Leo continued. "It was my choice to make, not his! Whatever he told you, whatever he made you believe it's not true. You must forgive yourself, little brother"
"This is not my fault" He whispered, his eyes closed. "This is not my fault"
"Louder, Mikey" Leo encouraged him.
"This is not my fault!" Mikey said a little louder this time.
As the young ninja continued to repeat this mantra, the darkness around both turtles slowly disappeared; the tendrils recoiled escaping from the blinding light and those that didn't make it were burned and reduced to charcoal.
"Michelangelo, open your eyes" Leo ordered.
Hesitantly, the orange-clad ninja's blue eyes opened to witness the destruction of the nightmarish world that slowly pretended to take over Leonardo's mind.
The nunchack wielder finally understood: during the time Samuel had them captive he had tried to get inside their minds, control them and destroy them until there was nothing left but a cold carcass. Leonardo had resisted the best he could but after protecting his baby brother countless times from the man's attempts to break him, his mind had weakened just enough for Flynn to get inside and control it but in his obsession to break the leader, he had forgotten about Mikey.
Big mistake.
Splinter always said Michelangelo had a special light inside of him, a light that grew stronger every time his family was suffering or in danger which was the case right now.
He held the key to save his brother.
It was his time to shine.
"I didn't do this! It was all your fault, Samuel Flynn!"
Pulling away from Leo's embrace, Mikey stood tall beside his brother and filled his lungs with air. "DO YOU HEAR ME, FLYNN?! I WILL NOT FALL FOR YOUR TRICKS AGAIN! THIS IS NOT MY FAULT! THIS. IS. NOT. MY. FAULT!"
Mikey's scream was the last push the light needed to illuminate the entire place, destroying any creature that tried to hide from it. Now the shadows were gone, Mikey and Leo could finally see Splinter waiting at the end of what it looked like a large corridor.
"MICHELANGELO, LEONARDO!" The ninja master called urgently. "COME QUICK! I CANNOT KEEP THIS PASSAGE OPEN FOR MUCH LONGER!"
Draping an arm around Leo's waist, Mikey helped him to stand on his feet and although his knees threatened to give up, the leader managed to not fall down.
"Hang on tight, Leo. I'm getting you out of here"
…
Don paced nervously around the lab. Leos' vital signs weren't stable and neither was his breathing; the purple-clad turtle almost lost it when Leo's heart stopped a second time after Leatherhead's attempts to reanimate him and he feared his brother wouldn't resist a third time.
Footsteps approaching the lab stopped his pacing and had him lifting his gaze off the floor to welcome a preoccupied Casey.
"Were you able to contact Raph?"
Casey nodded hesitantly. "You better sit down, Don. What I'm gonna say ain't pretty"
"Just tell me, Case" Don demanded.
The man sighed. "Raph went to face Flynn"
"WHAT!?" Three voices chorused in shock.
"Is he fucking stupid?! How the... and…right now?! Right fucking now?!" Donatello spat.
April and Leatherhead stared at the purple-clad turtle in worry; their most sensible, cool minded friend was losing it quickly and this new bit of information was the last thing he needed to hear and nothing they could say would help him relax.
Don grabbed a nearby chair, sat heavily on it and ran a hand over his face before putting it over his mouth. This had to be a nightmare, a nightmare worse than the ones he had after coming back from the hellish dimension Draco and the Daimyo's son sent him to.
He would not only lose Leonardo today, he was about to lose Raphael as well. Don resisted the urge to scream and cry his heart out but even so, a few tears began to dampen his mask.
Should he leave and search for Raph or stay with Leo? Who should he save first? What to do now, what to do?
"I was thinking, now you have April here, maybe I could take LH, Mikey and Splinter with me to go get him before Flynn finds him or worse, the police" Casey suggested.
"Sensei and Mikey are too deep in meditation right now, waking them up could be dangerous" April said.
"Then I'll go with LH"
"Casey, please-"
"-April, my best friend is out there and he's gonna get himself killed because of a fucking bastard! I can't just stay here and do nothing!"
"He already beat you and LH before. I'm not going to let that happen again!"
"Flynn is alone now; we can take him down easily!"
"If the police is around then I don't think we'd have a chance to get him without being discovered" Don finally spoke.
"Don, are you serious?! Raph told me he was gonna die killing that guy! And you- you just act like you don't-"
"-Don't even go there, Casey!" Don countered. "I care about my brothers but I can't go save Raph's sorry ass when I already have a dying brother here!"
"Then you're just gonna wait till he's comatose like Leo to do something? Great idea, egghead!" Casey spat.
Donatello stood up so fast his chair flew backward and hit the floor with a whack, startling April and LH in the process. The genius' teeth were bared like and his low guttural growl made him look as terrifying as the savage monster he had become during his second mutation; his hands were curled up in tight fists and his blood shot eyes glared daggers at Casey Jones.
A loud gasp stopped the furious ninja before he could get his hands on the masked vigilante and made him turn his head around in time to see his brother taking deep breaths through his mouth and his eyes slowly opening for the first time in a month.
April smiled through her tears, bringing her hands to her mouth. "They did it, they brought him back"
…
Raphael panted heavily, sweat and blood coating his body and mask; his muscles screamed in pain and his eyes threatened to close from exhaustion. He could hear his Father lecturing him about his sleeping habits and how one day he would regret not sleeping enough before battle.
'Guess he meant a day like today' Raph thought with a touch of humor.
"Tired already?" Flynn asked mockingly.
The red-clad ninja glared at him trying to look intimidating.
Surprisingly, after battling for hours, the battered man was still standing like so; he barely fought back, his defense consisted in dodging and his only weapon was his walking stick and even so, he hadn't broken a sweat nor did he need a break.
"I'm just… warming up" He replied trying to recover his breath.
Suddenly Flynn's smug smile dropped, he grabbed his head with his free hand and grunted in pain.
"That little fucker! How could he… it's not possible!" He said mentally. "Oh well… doesn't matter. They're not a threat to me"
Taking advantage of this, Raphael lunged at Samuel but the latter snapped out of his trance and escaped the ninja's attack with only a large gash on his side.
"Lucky strike" Flynn chuckled. "But this is far from being over, isn't it"
"Right you are, dickface" Raph growled.
"In that case, I believe a game of tag is in order hmm?"
Before Raph could notice, Samuel disappeared from his sight. The only ones who the red-clad ninja knew used such advanced disappearance maneuvers were Splinter and Leonardo; how was it possible that Flynn knew them? That was yet another mystery.
A whoosh of air from behind make Raph look behind him but Flynn wasn't there. Once again, a tap on his shoulder had him turning his head.
The man was just inches away from his face, his fetid breath blowing on Raph's face making him gag.
He smiled and spoke in a low voice. "Oh and by the way… you're it"
A piercing pain on his left side made Raphael curse loudly and crumble to his knees while Samuel made a run for it into the woods with a blood stained blade protruding from the end of his walking stick. Raphael scolded himself for not noticing it before although he wondered if that's what he was talking about when he mentioned something about being inside a ninja's mind. The wounded turtle clutched his side, the sticky warm blood stained his three fingered hand and made him wince; the wound wasn't deep but that didn't mean he wouldn't bleed out.
If he had to find Flynn in such conditions, he had to be quick. He yanked his mask off his face, pressed it against the wound and tightened his belt hissing at the sudden pain. Once he made sure it wouldn't fall or move out of place, Raph began to follow the trail Samuel had left with the blood that stained the blade.
It wasn't long before the red-clad turtle heard voices coming his way so he climbed a nearby tree and stayed quiet. A police officer came into view followed by another young one and his K-9 partner; the german shepherd smelled the ground frenetically and growled at the blood stain in the spot Raph had been not long ago.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Raph freaked out mentally. "Fucking dog's gonna find me!"
"Hey Simon, there's blood here!"
"Do you think this blood is Flynn's?"
"I dunno, man. Better call reinforcements just in case"
The sound of breaking glass alerted the dog who growled again and pulled the young officer away from where he found Raph's blood; the K-9's persistent pulling, barking and growling convinced the officers to follow him leaving a clear path for Raph to escape and go after Flynn before he passed out from blood lost.
With the corner of his eye, he caught sudden movement coming from some bushes. Raph stealthily made his way to them and jumped. "Gotcha, bastard!"
To his surprise and disappointment, he had caught a dead trunk instead of Flynn.
"Wrong again, Raphael" The man hissed from behind, stabbing Raph's right exposed side this time.
"AHHH! SON OF A B-BITCH!" The turtle yelled, falling to his knees.
Samuel laughed at the top of his lungs. "And to think you came all the way here just to die for a lost cause"
Raph looked up. "Lost cause?"
Samuel's knowing smile was enough for the turtle's golden eyes to open up like saucers in realization. "No… no! Leo no, no it can't be!"
"Think what you want, Raphael. Denying reality will not bring your brother back or should I say… brothers?" Flynn added, waving Mikey's crystallized eye in front of Raph's face.
"Mikey? You… you got Mikey too?" Raph whispered miserably, his face a mask of disbelief and pain.
"I warned him but he wouldn't listen" Samuel said nonchalantly. "Now you only have one brother left, how sad"
"YOU'RE LYING! YOU'RE FUCKING LYING!"
Gathering all his remaining strength, Raphael threw himself at Flynn. So great was his pain that he didn't see the blade coming until he felt it deep in his stomach, burning, taking his breath away.
Flynn smiled and pulled the turtle closer, embracing him while he twitched and spat blood.
"Hush now, dear turtle of mine" He whispered, patting Raph's head tenderly. "It's time to play a new game"
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I love my dark muse. ALL HAIL MY DARK MUSE: KURAMI! (Yes, I named my muse. Problem?)
Also, be patient people. I never leave things unfinished and that includes my fics.