Mikey hurt all over. The torturer guys had beat him up. Tears ran down his face.
The bad guys had a conversation and left. Mikey didn't pay attention.
"ARRG!" Leo yelled. "I HATE those guys!"
Mikey sniffled. "Why are they like this?"
"Because they are horrible people," Donnie snarled. "Mike, are you okay?"
He wiped his tears. "I'm fine… they didn't do any serious damage."
Donnie sighed. "This sucks."
Leo nodded. "I can't believe they did that to Mikey! Mikey, of all of us! The innocent, cute, baby of the family!"
"Uh, I'm right here…" Mikey laughed. It wasn't a true laugh. It was empty and fake.
Raph snarled and grit his teeth. "If those guys come back, I'm gonna give them a piece of my mind!"
His older brothers looked really angry. He couldn't really blame them. He knew they were protective over him, and he knew he was the baby of the family. But that didn't mean he enjoyed it. Sure, he took advantage of being the youngest occasionally; using it to get out of trouble or to get one of his brothers in trouble, or even turning on his famous puppy eyes. But he hated being babied. He was thirteen, he could take care of himself!
"Oi, stop it. I'm fine. You're acting like someone hurt a baby, and I'm not a baby," he said.
Donnie turned to him. "But- you're still our little brother! They hurt you! That is unforgivable!"
"You guys hurt me sometimes."
Leo rolled his eyes. "But in a loving way! And anyway, we're you brothers. We're allowed to mess with you, but no one else is allowed to." Raph and Donnie nod.
Mikey shakes his head. "Whatever."
"But what are they gonna do now?" wondered Donnie. "You know they'll be back."
"How are we gonna get out of this?" Leo groaned.
"You'll be permitted to leave when you break," said the big bulky torturer. (Donnie said his name was Frithjof.)
"Good to know," Mikey said.
Phobo's- I mean Phobus's pov
Phobus tries not to cry. Ozul hugs him and leads him out of the room. Tears burn in his eyes. Why did Gorgophone and Frithjof always do that? It made him wonder why he went into the torture business in the first place. Everyone there was so rude.
Except Ozul.
Ozul was Phobus's best and only friend. He was always there for him when he was bullied. In fact, that was how they met. Ozul stood up for him.
Phobus hated being bullied. He was the top of his class in school. He was super efficient. Why did that make him such a good target?
Ozul said they were jealous. Of his name, of his intelligence, of his rank. Phobus wasn't sure that was true. He was constantly being called worthless and ugly and stupid and Phobo, and at some point it had sunk in. Maybe Frithjof and Gorgophone and all the others in the past were right. Maybe he was picked on because he really was inadequate.
They always called him Phobo… he hated that name. He hated his real name, too. His parents were in the torture business too, and thought that the name was… cool, or something. Phobus didn't know, because they had died when he was 5.
He was put into the foster system, but eventually he ran away when he was 12 and was never found. To the outside world, he was dead.
Eventually he was roped into an underground torture school. He found he excelled at it. Phobus had never been good at something before. It was new, and he liked it.
And now he was an intern here. He was the youngest there, at 17.
"Oi, Phobo, what do you think?" A rough voice called him back in the conversation.
"Oh, um… I agree with Ozul," he said, guessing. Ozul was probably right, anyway.
"Cool. So, they go in a machine that makes them answer questions, like in school. Then every time they get one wrong, the other ones get electrocuted. Much more efficient like that," says Gorgophone.
Ozul nods. "It will make them feel like it is their fault that the others hurt."
"Master probably has a machine like that somewhere," Phobus says. "I'll request one."
Frithjof smacks him. "Four, Phobo. Honestly, you are so stupid! Can't even do a simple task like this correctly…"
"Oh, right," he says. As if it didn't matter.
Mikey's pov
The reality was slowly hitting Mikey. They would never get out of this place. They were stuck here forever, because there was no way to track them. April and Pops would try to find them, but they never would. Mikey would never see them again. And what if he was taken from his brothers? What if he never saw them again?
What if he was alone forever?
Tears welled up in his eyes. He would stay here, alone, and be tortured for the rest of his life.
"Mikey, why are you crying?" said Raph.
"Raph, I'm scared," he said. "What if we stay here forever?"
His brothers looked crestfallen. "Mikey…" said Donnie, "it's alright." But he didn't sound like he meant it.
"Yeah, Mike," added Leo. "You have us."
Mikey sniffed. "But what if we are separated?"
There was silence.
"Well," Donnie said, "if it's any consolation, the odds of that are 36.0299076%, which means that it is more likely that we will stay together. They know we care greatly about each other, so it is more effective to torture us together because not only are we feeling pain of our own, but our brothers are right there next to us also in pain."
Mikey, Leo, and Raph stared at Donnie. "Dee, that didn't really help the situation," said Leo.
"Well, at least we'd be together in that scenario," defended Don.
Mikey wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. "Well," he said, wiping his eyes, "that's better than nothing." He smiled weakly. "I love you guys so much."
Donnie looked like he was holding back tears. "I love you too, Michael."
Leo nodded. "Same here, baby bro. And I'll never let them take you."
"Yeah," Raph agreed. "I'd fight to the death for you. For any of you guys."
"Yeah," said Leo. "I'd do the same. Except maybe for Donnie."
"GASP!" said Donnie.
Mikey wanted to hug them so bad, but the chains held him back.
A/N: I know this is short, but no complaining. I've got big plans for the next chapter. Keep an eye out for that.
Idk who I'm talking to in this part. The only person who has followed this story is myself XD