Kinescope Effect
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Raph's POV when he was in his coma. ((Movie-verse))
A/N: There is going to be companion piece to this fic, which is going show up next week. It is going to be from Leo's POV. Once I move it from paper to computer. Please read and review if you wish. This first time I load a fic up on .doc file. So, it should be interesting.
Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul
---Oscar Wilde---
I remember falling in slow motion. It was sort of like floating and flying at the same time. I could see every shatter piece of glass and wood. It remembers me of one of those toys with the swirling colors inside. It was a cloudy day and I could see every beam of light hit me. The world was twisting and turning and I couldn't stop it.
Most of all, I remember the pain. Every muscle and bone in my body was in pain even my shell hurt. Breathing and thinking were painful. I have never been in so much pain. Trust me, I had my share of injuries from training. Three cheers for those assholes that beat me up.
The Foot beat me up bad. They were half-decent fighters for morons. Half decent morons who outnumber me and there wasn't a thing I could do about it. That piss me off because I know I was screwed. I was going down but I will be damn sure that took some with me. I hope that my brothers could take out the rest.
Later, Leo told me that I was barely alive when they got me. I wouldn't know. I don't remember hitting the ground. Hell, I don't remember any light at the end of tunnel either. I remember the darkness. The darkness was like a blanket. I welcome it at this point. It was nice not to feel anything.
I remember at some point that the darkness became lighter. I start to hear voices but they sound like one of those radios that Donny got his hands on. When I didn't have the voices, I had the colors and images. I would rather have the voices. The colors and images brought pain in own way. I am not a coward to pain but the colors feel like a roller coaster. Sometimes, it was slow that I could see them and other times, there was so fast. Sometimes, I could interact the images and other times, I would be watching a movie. Most of the images were of the past.
Leo and I getting into fights and then Master Splinter punish us. The images switched to Mikey and me playing one of his stupid board games. Don't tell Mikey that I like some of those board games. Sometimes the images would move to Splinter's lessons. IT almost made me feel nostalgic. Shit, I was in hell. That would make sense. Leo would always say I would go to hell. Mikey's favorite television show was wrong. There isn't any hellfire or brimstone. Just darkness and crazy ass picture show.
Slowly, the images become blurry and the darkness began heavier. I knew something wasn't right. I know I said I hate the picture show but the darkness feel like it was choking me. It remembers me of the sewers. The sewers, with its endless tunnels and walls surrounding you on all sides that choking the life out of you. I wanted out now. I wanted my freedom and get away from this hell.
I don't remember much how I fought the darkness in my head. I do remember waking up. How could I forget? I woke up in a bathtub! I don't know if I should be insulted or something. My body didn't hurt as much expect for my neck. Yes, sleeping in a bathtub sure help your neck. I sat up in the bathtub and look around. The bathroom was pretty bare exception of tub, Leo, and me. Leo looks like he has been through hell. Probably, he thought it was his fault. I am going have to set him straight or piss him off, which ever comes first. I rub my eyes as they adjust to the sunlight. My stomach to tell me I need food now. It is going to have to wait. I have something to do.
The End.