Tonight's the night we're gonna get Leo plastered part - 4
"""" means someone is thinking
Donatello, sighed as he took a seat at the table, taking a sip from a strong cup of coffee as he waited for the soups to heat up.
He blinked several times trying to keep his eyes open. He was tired, bone tired. But he couldn't sleep. No he wouldn't let himself off so easily.
He leaned back replaying the recent events over and over again in his mind.
why did I do it...?
He hadn't had to. Raph, really couldn't have made him, if he didn't want to.
Did you wanted to...?
"NO.." Don's mind cried. "No...but.." Don grimaced slightly, pushing the chair out. He had to admit some part of him , however small had wanted to. Sure he had pleaded and preached that it was wrong, that it was dangerous....but in the end did he really stop himself.
""No.""
Raph couldn't take all the blame, shouldn't be forced to bare all the misery and guilt. Don, knew he was capable of free thought, knew the difference between right and wrong. No he wouldn't let himself off easy. He knew when it was all over he'd be helping himself to his just desserts, a nice big slice humble pie. With a side order of guilt.
"""guilty"""...Don dumped his remaining coffee down the drain, and went to fetch a bowl for the soup..
Leo, groaned, slumping down onto the cold rocky ground. He'd been stumbling alone in this darkness for hours, since hearing Raph, calling for him, and was now hopelessly lost.
He sat, resting his throbbing head on his knees, and focusing on steading his breathing. where was he...?he scanned his surroundings but each way look the same as the other, the same, dark vague stretch of nothingness, the same cold hollow feeling , no matter which way he went.
"""tired.....so tired...and cold.."""
Leo shivered, oh how he longed for that warm ball of light.
"""why did I leave again..? he couldn't remember ....not quite........it must have been important...?.."""
"So...tired.." He felt his eyes grow heavy, and his head start to fall..when
"Give up.." the eerie voice hissed by his side.
"Huaaa.." he started, jumping up and looking around him. "Who's there..?" looking up above he saw a large black bird hovering over him "Wha... What did you say...?"
"Give up.." It squawked again landing on the ground beside him.
"Who are you?" Leo asked, his brow furrowing .
The bird spread it's large black wings, and screeched "the good friend to some, the worst nightmare to others....I am the bearer, the bringer, the reaper, I am raven.....who am I?" clicking his beak in delight, and hoping about on it's spindly legs. "Give up..?!"
Leo frowned, getting impatient with the annoying beast.
"Why do you keep saying that..?" he snapped. "Give up what?"
The raven, closed it's eyes, a smug look upon it's wicked face, as it purred softly. "Grow up, give up, wise up, wake up, get up.."
"Unn bastard bird.. Answer me straight !!!" Leo growled flinging a rock at it.
"Caw" the raven cried out flying up into the air. "The choice is your...always yours.." It sang, as it circled higher before flying off.
"What choice...?" Leo muttered "Damn bird..." he began to walk on, rubbing his hands together. It was getting colder, but he couldn't stop he had to find Raphael.
Raph, where are you..?" he asked the silence surrounding him quietly, and he pressed on into the darkness "Did I really hear you...?"
He continued on for minutes..? Hours...? He didn't know, time seemed to have no meaning to this strange place.
Finally he stopped, too exhausted to go any further. Sinking to the ground, he closed his eyes, trying to relax and think.
I heard him I know I did..
Leonardo's body, began to relax, as peace found him, sleep overtaking his senses. The shadows began to close in about him.
"Raphael...Raphael.."
Raph, jumped up as he heard his name being whispered. Turning his eyes to his brothers face, he caught the faint voice struggling to the surface.
"Leo!" he gasped, sitting up from his side. He felt tears of joy prick at the corners of his eyes.
"Leo..?" he quietly nudged the older turtles shoulder.
"""he's so cold..."""
"Leo.." he almost pleaded "Please wake up.." he dropped back down by his side, pressing himself close to his brother's still form, his tears starting up agin.
"Please...please......wake up.."
Wake up!" A shrill screech, sounded in Leonardo's ear.
"Aghh..!" he swore, batting his annoyance away.
"Wise, up, wake up ...get up...go !!" The raven screamed, circling above his head.
Leo opened his eyes sitting back on his haunches. He was in no mood for the foolish creatures riddles.
"Get up and go where..?" he snapped, looking once more out over the desolate landscape.
"Where is here..?"
"Get up and go..." raven hollered, diving at the turtles face. "Go!!"
"Grr..Leave me alone !!" Leo huffed, he yawn a sudden weariness taking hold of him. laying back down he sighed. "It's hopeless.... where am I.? I don't know... I can't do anything when I don't know where to begin." he muttered closing his eyes.
" The journey of a thousand miles begins with a first step, in the right direction." the bird chirped.
"Shut up.." He hissed, not bothering to open his eyes. The raven landed beside him as he began to doze. "So tired...."
"Wise Up... wake up..........give up..?.."
"ARRRGGGHHH !!!" Leo snarled lunging at the black mass of feathers in front of him.
"Stupid Raven, Shut Up !! Or if you won't at least make yourself of some use and tell me where the hell I am !!! And who the hell you are !!!!"
The Raven cawed softly. "Not who,...no but where... This place is your making. Your mind's eyes, your inner most sanction. Your soul as it is !"
"M...my soul? " Leo stammered , looking around in amazement. "No...you are lying..this place is forsaken, hollow, un-living."
"Very perceptive."
" And ..You.?" Leo spoke as if suddenly noticing him for the first time. He looked very closely at the bird. ".......you are dead..........I can see it with my own eyes.........Who......?"
"I am the giver, the taker. The bringer, the bearer... I am the sower and the reaper of lives..........
Leo jaw dropped.. "You.. You're...."
"Yes...I AM DEATH !!"
Leo swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. "Then I'm dead..?....have you come to claim me..?" he asked, feeling numb all over. He dropped to his knees, closing his eyes, and attempting to breath.
the dead don't need to breath..his mind whispered.
"no..I can't be dead..."
"Hmmm" we'll see" Raven cawed. "It is your choice, this is your chance to shine, your final hour. So I ask again. What will it be? Give up, get up , wise up, go !!"
Leo shook his head. "I don't know, ....I don't know what to do.. Where to go...or how to start." he felt his misery, leeching the strength from his bones, as the cold seeped into replace it.
Dropping down to the cold bare ground , he wrapped himself close. "I can't ...I.."
"Yes, Leo... sleep....sleep on," the raven, grinned as he sang in his ear. "For it is not I that the riders are coming to kill...but you..."
To be continued.......................