Alright, we are rolling again.
Enjoy…
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It couldn't be. Everything in the room was silent, as the turtle sat on his knees, trying to convince himself, that this was nothing but a dream. A bad dream. Everything was so surrealistic. It had started as one of their usual fights, he and his brother. Like all the other times in their lives. But now - in his life…
'No…' Fear slowly krept into the mind of the young teenager, as he slowly realized what had happened. His brother had been shot, killed in the room right beside him. A tear slowly found it's way from his eye down his cheek, ending by the chin and finally loosing it's grip, it landed on the ground. The red carpet was slowly getting teardrops scattered on it.
"No…"
"Oh yes," the dark voice chuckled behind him, "You could have saved your brother. And now he is gone… Pity."
They had crossed the line. A desperate search in the turtles mind raged, trying to find something to hold on to, even the slightest hope. But there as nothing. Except for the burning anger, an anger greater than anything he had ever felt before in his life.
"No… Leo… NO!" Raph flung up from his spot and threw himself upwards, facing Hun. This was the last straw. Raphael flexed his muscles and dragged in the ropes holding his wrists, not feeling them cut through his skin.
"NOOOO!" he cried with tears welling up, suddenly breaking the bonds that held his arms in place. Clenching his fists, he lunged at Hun and placed a balled fist into Hun's abdomen, making him bend over. Another one was placed on his back, sending the human to the ground. Raph narrowed Hun. He wanted to kill the bastard, make sure he could never kill anyone again - including his brothers. They had wanted him and Leo to tell them, where Mike and Don was. No. Bloody images hunted the turtles mind, flashing the red color through his mind. With a hiss, he readied a slam with both fists directly at Hun's neck, knowing it would kill him off. Throwing his arms down, he landed tiredly beside the human. His strength was gone, and all he could do now was fall to the ground. He couldn't move a single muscle. All powers had vanished into thin air, as he looked through the wet eyes to see Hun get up again. But did it even matter? Nothing mattered, nothing, not even his damn life. They could kill him off, if they wanted to.
Hun looked down at Raphael. He had gotten atleast a part of his revenge. With a chuckle, he lifted him up to look him in the eyes, but Raph's eyes were closed. He couldn't stand to see his defeat in the eyes. Hun smirked, dragging the turtle back to the cell and threw him inside.
"You are a traitor, you know that?" Hun tormented, as Raph hit the ground without getting up. With that, the human closed the door, leaving the red-cladded ninja alone in the dark.
Raph slowly got up, looking at the door. Locked inside again. He rested his shell against the wall and curled up into a ball. And cried. What now? Tears kept streaming down for a while, until he finally looked up at the ceiling, which was painted black too. Now he didn't even have strength to cry… He closed his eyes, passing out to the never ending sound of the gun firing…