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Just to let you guys know the name 'Katsuro' is a Japanese name that means "victorious son." Oh, and don't worry. This story will remain PG and at worse PG-13. Want to know what happens next? Review.
Lost
Chapter 3
"Let's go guys," I said, "Mikey is starting to shiver. We will travel only by shadow and if we go through the sewer rather than rooftops, Katsuro shouldn't be able to follow us since our battle has left him weakened."
I quickly retrieved Mikey's other nunchuck and we headed down into the sewers. I stayed on full alert all the way home. The one thought that kept running through my mind was, "How were we going to break this to Splinter?"
My brothers and I made several strategic changes in course of direction to lose any would be tails before starting the trek back to the lair. Mikey had not gained consciousness on the trip and I noticed Donnie starting to lag behind. Though Donnie said that our baby brother now weighed next to nothing and was easy to carry, the battle and extra travel in the sewers were starting to take a toll on his stamina. I was about to order him to hand Mikey over to me when Raphael beat me to the punch.
"Hand the kid ovah Don. Ya slowing us down."
"I am not slowing us down Raph," Donnie said testily, "I am trying not to jar Mikey's injuries anymore than I have to."
"Bull Donnie. Ya tired out. Let me carry Mikey for awhile." Raphael said, "I'll be gentle. Promise."
Reluctantly Donatello handed Mikey over to Raph's care with another warning for him to be gentle. If Mikey looked small in Donnie's arms, he looked positively tiny cradled in Raph's grip.
"Damn Donnie. Ya weren't kiddin' when you said he was light. The kid weighs next ta nothin'. No wonder he's shiverin'. Leo we got to get home fast," Raph said pulling Mikey closer to him to try to share some warmth.
I placed a hand on Mikey's forehead to feel his temperature. He was unusually cool to the touch for a human, which was a sure sign of shock. Again guilt stabbed through me. This wouldn't have happened if I had been faster.
"We're nearly home Raph, but we can't go too fast or we may make any internal injuries in Mikey worse. Keep a brisk but steady pace and keep aware of his vitals. Let's go," I said leading the way home.
I strained my senses to the maximum to make sure that we were not being followed. Sensei had taught me to be super sensitive to both external as well as internal stimuli. All of Katsuro's spells left an evil taint in the air and I sensed none at the moment. I breathed a sigh of relief once we finally reached the lair and to my surprise, Sensei stood at the door waiting for us.
"What has happened my sons?" Splinter questioned, "I sensed danger and I feel your agitation. Leonardo, where is Michelangelo? I only see Donatello and Raphael."
Raph answered Sensei ahead of me.
"Mikey's here Sensei," Raph said showing Splinter the burden he was carrying, "and he's hurt real bad. Some freak transformed him inta a human."
Sensei stared at Michelangelo in shock. I think this is the first time that I had ever seen him speechless. My heart sunk down to my feet. Not only had I failed Mikey, but also I had failed Splinter by not protecting one of his sons. Sensei placed his hand upon Mikey's head and closed his eyes in concentration. In a blink his eyes widened and he stared down once again to Mikey's still form.
"This is Michelangelo!" he gasped, "He is human! How is this possible?"
"Sensei, we…" I began.
"Sensei, Mikey is injured. We need to see to his injuries," Donatello interrupted, "We can fill you in on the happening of the night after we know Mikey is out of danger."
"Yes, of course Donatello. Thank you for helping me find my center my son. Quickly, lay Michelangelo in my bedchambers. He will be more comfortable there in his current form," Splinter said leading the way to his bedroom.
Donatello hurried to his lab to get all the first aid supplies he would need while Raph gently laid Mikey down on Sensei's bed. A piece of hair fell into my little brother's face obscuring his features. I reached forward and brushed it out of his face marveling at the feeling of silken softness. He looked so innocent with his emerald hair spilling around his head. I swore to myself that Katsuro would pay for this dishonor to my family.
"Leo. You and Raph should wait outside while Sensei and I examine Mikey. I'll come get you as soon as I know something," Donatello said.
Without complaint, Raph and I went to wait in the den having not the skill to be much help. The air was thick with tension and I could tell that Raphael felt just as worried as I was over Mikey's well being. The feelings of guilt began to swell within me until I felt myself fit to burst with anxiety. I felt Raph's hand grip my shoulder.
"He'll be fine Leo. Try ta relax."
Relax? How could I? If not seriously injured, Mikey would heal in time, but how do we get him back to his regular form. This was not something that was going to be easy to accomplish. How will the "I love being a turtle!" Mikey going to handle this?
To be continued.
If I don't get at least six reviews for chapter 3, I won't put up chapter 4, for I am Green-writer the Mean. Ha! Ha! Ha!