The energy that Mikey felt when he
Mikey blinked a few times the exhustion and weakness hitting him all at once now that he didn't have his powers.
"Guys I don't feel so great". The youngest swayed slightly crumbling towards thr ground.
"MIKEY!". Donatello rushed forward catching the falling Turtle lowering him to the ground, one arm wrapped securely around his baby brother. Raphael and Leonardo were at their side in seconds.
"Whats wrong with him?!?". Leo stated worriedly as Mikey's breathing was ragged in the Geniuses hold. Sweat glistening on his body.
"Your species is not meant to harbor such power leaving your brother in a very weakened state". Bishop knelt next to the Turtles. Placing a metal hand on Mikey's forehead. "Its worse then i feared…his body is overheating. If we don't cool him down soon his body will start to shut down".
Donatello scooped up the unconscious Turtle cradling him against his chest.
"We gotta get him back to the lair! I need to run a IV. Get him some fluid. We need to lower his fever".
"Come". Bishop shifted his glasses. "I will give you a ride back. There's not a moment to lose".
Disregarding everyone, Mona Lisa even April. Thr 3 Turtles plus 1 unconscious Mikey hurried after Bishop getting into his vehicle. Donatello's features one of determination teeth gritting as he ran, his gaze landing on Mikey every few seconds.
"Dont worry Mikey". Donatello thought to himself. "I won't let anything happen to you".