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The three turtles backed up in utter disbelief. Donatello was the first to fall to his knees, his eyes, like his brothers, large and confused as he starred at their youngest brother, who was just dead a second ago.
"M...M...Mikey?"
Raph stammered, swallowing hard, slowly reaching out to him as if afraid to touch him.
Michelangelo simply laughed, tilting his head to the side.
"Dudes! What's with you guys? What don't tell me I have pizza on my face!"
Mikey rubbed his face in attempt to remove the pizza he thought was on his face, he was stopped abruptly as he felt a hand on his wrist, lowering his hand down he looked straight in to the eyes of Leonardo. Leonardo's eyes were shimmering with tears. This freaked Michelangelo a bit.
"Leo? What's..."
But before he could ask what was wrong, Leonardo had him in a bear tight or turtle tight hug, squeezing the daylights out of him, the tears falling from his face.
"Oh god Mikey! We thought...we...we thought we lost you!"
As if on cue, Raphael and Donatello join in on hugging their youngest brother, simply letting the tears fall.
"Dudes? You...You guys are scaring me!"
Michelangelo replied his body slightly tensing up. This wasn't like his older brothers to act. Finally the three let go of him, stood back and looked at him, smiling, their eyes red and puffy.
"Will someone PLEASE tell a turtle whets going on here?"
"Sorry Mikey."
Donatello began, his face beaming.
"But for awhile there, you...you were actually dead."
Michelangelo's eyes bulged in disbelief as the other turtle shuddered.
"No way!"
He then contemplated on this for a moment before smiling his eyes dancing with mischief and care.
"Ah you guys should know you can't get rid of me THAT easily. You three are stuck with the greatest mutant turtle in these sewers. Yep. I am the bomb!"
He turned his turtle beak to the air letting out a little snort, this cause his brothers to slightly chuckle, shaking their heads slightly. Their brother was back and he hadn't changed a bit.
"And we would never want to get rid of you."
Donatello replied as the other two nodded in agreement.
"Come on turtles. I think we've seen enough excitement for one day. Let's go home."
Everyone nodded, agreeing with the fearless leader of the bunch. As they began to start for home, Mikey looked over at Raphael, then down at his feet, before speaking.
"R...raph?"
Raphael looked over at Michelangelo, frowning slightly in confusement.
"Yeah Mikey? What is it?"
"I...I...I'm sorry."
The youngest turtle stammered out, his eyes squeezed shut, the events of earlier had just begun to swarm through him. He remembered shooting his brother, thinking he killed him, him running away with the gun in thoughts of suicide, then for awhile, nothing until he saw these three again. He gasped in shock as he felt a hand around his shoulders.
"You knuckle head."
Raphael replied with a smile. Michelangelo looked over at his brother and smiled as well, understanding. Then arm in arm, the two marched back to their home, the two oldest, walking behind them. Both contemplating on what just happened.
Life for the turtles slowly began to return to normal. And Mikey for one was glad. For a few minutes he enjoyed the extra attention his brothers were giving him but dude, what they were doing was overkill. For the past two days if he even so much coughed, one of them was right there by his side asking if he was ok. It had really begun to irritate him. It had gotten so bad that to the point, Michelangelo thought he was going to explode. Luckily, Master Splinter was there to help keep the calm. He told the three oldest to leave their youngest sibling along. He couldn't really understand why the three had suddenly become so overprotective of their baby brother. None of them told him what happened that day in the sewers.
"My sons, let your brother have some peace."
Reluctantly the three had to back off. But they still watched him from the corner of their eye. A few days later, life was as it should be. Donatello was back in his lab, dinking with his gadgets, Leonardo was training while Raphael choose his time to either tease Michelangelo or irritate Leonardo.
"Oh come on "fearless leader."
Raphael began, taunting Leonardo, who was at the time practicing his ninja skills.
"Take me on, unless you're scared!"
"Raph! I don't feel like messing around today! Go bother Don or something!"
Leonardo growled, starring his brother down. Raphael, however, would not stand down. He smirked instead, sending a flying kick to his brother's head. Leonardo scoffed, easily dodging it.
"I'm warning you Raph! I'm NOT in the mood."
"Ooooh! La-de-dah! Fearless Leader isn't in the mood! Well forgive me for not bowing before you your highness!"
Leonardo growled lightly becoming more irritated by the second.
"STOP IT RAPHAEL!"
"Or what? You'll tell? Oooooh! Fearless Leader is gonna tattle! Waaaah! waaaah!"
Raphael replied, pretending to cry. That was all it took for Leonardo to snap. Letting out a ninja yell, he attacked his red bandana brother in a full assault. The two rolled on the floor of the lair throwing punches at each other, kicking and clawing as well.
"Are they at it AGAIN?!!?"
Donatello asked Michelangelo as he stepped out of his lab, a strange new devise in his hands.
"Yeah."
Michelangelo replied, munching on a bag of cheese puffs, diligently watching his older brothers fight.
Donatello rolled his eyes, letting out a disapprove sigh.
"Hey Mikey, wanna help me out with my newest experiment?"
"Sure, kay."
Michelangelo replied, yet not taking his eyes off of the fight.
"It would be nice if you paid attention Mikey so you know what the new experiment is!"
Donatello replied, snapping his fingers in front of Mikey's face.
"Oh, sorry Don."
Michelangelo replied sheepishly, turning his attention to Don.
"That's okay. Here, hold this."
Donatello replied, thrusting the device that he was holding into Michelangelo's arms. Michelangelo looked down at what was in his arms, confused. The device was long, cylinder in shape. The end sort of "bell-out" It was silver with dark green patches and it was surprisingly light.
"Donnie...what the hell is this thing?"
Michelangelo asked, turning the strange device in his hands
"And what does it do?"
"Well, it's my TV Turtle Teller."
"Okaaaaaaaaaaaay...what does it do?"
"It'll let us know what's true and what's not on television."
Michelangelo nodded his head, liking the idea of his brother's newest invention.
"So….how does it work?"
"Well, basically, you just put the bell shape towards the TV and that little screen at the end will tell you if it's true or false. At least, that's the theory. I thought we could try it out on a couple of TV shows. You know some of your favorites compared to mine."
"Okay"
Michelangelo replied, glancing at the clock, his smile widening.
"And hey! I'm just in luck too! The Phantom Avenger is about to start!! Now I have an excuse to boot Raph off of the TV!!"
Walking into the den, Michelangelo and Donatello sure enough, found Raphael glued to the television watching the highlights of last nights boxing match.
"Hey Raph!"
Michelangelo replied taking a seat next to his red bandana wearing brother. He grinned idiotically, watching Raphael. Raphael glanced over at him, rolling his eyes.
"Nah-uh Mikey. I'm watching the match."
"But it's just the highlights!"
Michelangelo whined, protesting.
"Besides, Donnie has a new invention to try out and we need the tv!"
"Too bad. I was here first!"
The hot-headed turtle gruffly replied turning his attention back to the tv.
"Come on Raph...it wouldn't hurt you to miss one highlight match."
Donatello replied, standing next to the television, a screwdriver in his hand.
Raphael growled lowly, leaning foward in his seat.
"I swear Donnie if you touch that television..."
"Look I just need ten minutes okay? Please Raph I think this new invention will benefit all of us!"
"What does it do?"
A voice behind them ask. All three heads turned to watch their eldest brother, Leonardo walk out from the training room.
"Well, simple really."
Donataello began as he shifted the weight of the devise in his hands.
"The TV TURTLE TELLER can be used to learn which programs are false. That way,"
He glances quickly over to Michelangelo before continuing
"Certain things won't have to repeat itself."
Everyone knew exactly what Donatello meant. Each looked at their feet for a moment, wanting to desperatly forget that day. To make it so it never existed. But it did.
"Well then I guess you can have the tv Donnie"
Raphael finally spoke up, handing the remote over to him.
"Thanks Raph"
Donatello replied with a giant turtle smile as he took the remote from his second oldest brother.
"Now...just a few minor adjustments."
Donatello grunted as he immediatly set to work on installing his new invention. The other turtles stood by and watched anxiously with awe.
"There."
Donatello finally said after several minutes.
"I think that should do it. Okay Mikey. Go ahead and watch some tv."
Michelangelo's eyes lit up as if it was his birthday. His brothers would have NEVER told him to go ahead and watch tv. They would either tell him to practice, study, or clean his room. This was the happiest day for a young turtle.
"Just hurry up Mikey"
Raphael stated, as he began to grow impatient.
"Alright Raph."
Michelangelo replied, turning the television set onto Trinity Blood.
The three eldest turtles frowned in confusion at their little brothers taste in entertainment.
"What the heck is THIS?"
"Well it's actually about a bunch of vampires and stuff and this dude here"
Michelangelo began, pointing to Abel Nightroad.
Is one of the good guys but he's also a vampire...a very special kind of vampire.
"What makes him so special?"
"Well...he hunts and feeds off of other vampires."
Raphael snorted, glancing from one clumsy, absent-minded fool to another.
"So what does the TV Turtle Teller say Don?"
Leonardo finally asked.
"Well, let's see."
Donatello began, looking down at the controler in his hands.
"That's funny."
He stated after a few seconds with a frown on his face.
"What is?"
"It's saying it's not true. That vampires don't exist...but then if that's so...then what was that thing we saw in the sewers?"
"I don't know."
Leonardo replied with a small frown.
"But whatever it is, I have a feeling we'll be seeing him real soon."
Punching his fist into the cup of his hands, Raphael glared off.
"Oh I hope so Leo, cause I got a world of pain to give him!"
Seeming unaware to his brothers' conversation, Michelangelo leaned closer to the television set, his eyes growing larger with anticipation as a small smile began to curl on his lips as he watched a vampire completely shred a human to pieces before drinking it's savory, sweet copper blood. Michelangelo licked his lips, suddenly desiring a taste of that sweet, savory life line.
"And what the heck did that thing mean by Well, my answer is no I will not. But they will! Did that nut-case actually think we'd kill our own brother?"
Raphael asked, glaring rethinking about the events that took place not too long ago.
Leonardo shook his head, frowning.
"I don't know Raph. I wish I did."
"Hey guys."
Donatello spoke out, frowning from worry as he watched Michelangelo react as a vampire shreaded another human being.
"Take a look at Mikey."
Raphael and Leonardo turned to look at their youngest sibling who was by now laughing at the sight of the blood.
"Hey...Hey Mikey, you okay?"
Raphael asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Michelangelo in return, growled lowly, scooting away from the physical touch.
"Don't...touch...me!"
He hissed, leaning foward to watch the tv again.
His three brothers took a step back, puzzled by his actions. Raphael was the first to recover from the shock, becoming slightly irritated.
"Hey Mikey, that ain't no way to respect your older siblings!"
Michelangelo scoffed, ignoring him, which caused Raphael to become a little more irritated.
"Hey did you hear what I said!?"
He demanded, putting a hand on Michelangelo's shoulder, pulling him back.
Michelangelo growled, wheeled around and grabbed Raphael by the throat, squeezing as hard as he could.
"I told you...not to touch..ME!!!"
Raphael's eye's bulged as he gasped for air, looking at Michelangelo with fear and bewilderment. Leonardo and Donatello were equally bewildered as they watched Michelangelo pick Raphaeal by the neck.
"Touch me again, Raph and I swear it will be your last time!"
Michelangelo snarled before throwing Raphael into Leonardo and Donatello. He then got up and stormed out of the room leaving his three brothers to stare after him.
TO BE CONTINUED
Kanatasha: PHEW! I finally FINALLY got a nother chapter done. Took me forever. Well hopefully there are still some faithful readers.
Turtles: Hopefully NOT!!
Kanatasha: frowns Now behave boys. I CAN kill Mikey off you know. I AM in control of this story.
Raphael: growls Don't you DARE touch our brother!!!!
Kanatasha: glares Then don't piss me off!
Leonardo: growls. Back off Raph. You know she'll do it.
Michelangelo: whimpers
Donatello: standing in front of Mikey Don't worry Mikey, we won't let her hurt you.
Kantasha: Well thats not really up to you is it? It's up to the reviews I get and the mood I'm in. So...
Turtles: Please Read and Review.
Michelangelo: big puppy dog like eyes And keep me alive!!