1(A/N: I need to ask something and tell everyone something. In your reviews, I have a favor to ask all of you. I am thinking of writing a sequel to one of my stories. But I need an a plot for the sequel. Oh, wait! You want to know which story I want to make a sequel of? You REALLY want to know? Fine. It's The End Of The Beginning, The Beginning Of The End. Yeah. So PLEASE help me out! Also, I was looking at my story stat page, and I realized that almost all my stories are in the TMNT Angst community. Yeah! It's awesome!)

FLASHBACK

My hands were shaking as I gripped the toilet seat.

All the blood... my brother's blood... Staining my hands forever. Before I ran to the bathroom, I had to clean and stitch the corpse of one of the only beings in the world I actually loved. I hid his body in the bandages so no one would see the injuries as well. I don't know if I did a good job or not though, because my hands were shaking so much when I sewed his skin together.

When I thought about how bad his body looked, I felt nausea overwhelm me. I threw up once again in the toilet, and dry heaved when I was done. I didn't even know if I had anything left to throw up.

But then a flash of what happened went across my mind.

I threw up whatever was left in my stomach and dry heaved again.

Everything was going so perfect, why did this have to happen now?

I heard foot steps coming towards the bathroom. Please be Master Splinter, please be Master Splinter... Mike or Raph do NOT need to see this. I turn, and just my luck, both Raph and Mikey are there, looking concerned.

"Donnie, are you all right?" Mikey asked. If only he knew. Thinking about his reaction when he will see our older brother, I turned around and dry heaved into the toilet behind me. Mike walked up and rubbed my back. "Come on Donnie... Let's get you to the infirmary and get you some rest, okay?" I shook my head as Mikey took a little bit of toilet paper and wiped my face. He grabbed one of my trembling hands with his own huge hands. All of the family, besides Splinter, had way huger hands than me. "I'm taking you there whether you like it or not Don."

Raph came over and helped me get up. Both Mikey and Raph led me to the infirmary. I fought as hard as I could, and that wasn't much. I was too weak. Once inside I saw a shadow on the far bed in the room, furthest from the door. I felt like throwing up again. They set me in the closest bed, and then they made a move I expected, but I didn't want to happen. They looked over at the body on the furthest bed.

"L-Leo?!" Mike yelled. He ran over to the bed. "LEO!" He cried as he shook the body. I turn and see blood covering the bandage on his chest. I guess I did mess up. I look at Raph and see tears fill his eyes and run down his cheeks. Mike finally unwrapped the bloody bandage and saw the stab wound. He sobbed into his lifeless body. Raph went over to the body. He looked at the bloody swords sitting beside Leo's corpse. He picked the one I used up. I began to cry as he examined the bloody, three fingered hand prints on the hilt. He suddenly looked furious and turned. Raph glared at me, tears still running down his face.

"You killed him." He whispered so quietly, I could barely hear it. "You killed him!" Raph screamed and came up to me. He began to throw punches at me and curse at me, and I let him. He was right. And I deserved to be punished. I hear more foot steps over Raph's voice. Splinter.

"My sons! What is the meaning of this!?" He snapped. I could tell he didn't see Leo yet. Raph stopped his vicious attacks.

"He's dead, Master Splinter." Mike choked out.

"Who is dead, Michelangelo..." Splinter trailed off as he saw the body. He limped toward Leo and collapsed into a chair beside the bed and I could tell he was crying. "My son... Oh, my son..." He whimpered. Raph went over to our Sensei and Mikey and wept with them. All of their sobs were going through my head and making me hurt worse. I grabbed a pillow and put it over my head.

But then I remembered.

I was the one who gave them this pain.

I cried quietly into the pillow, so my family wouldn't hear me.

PRESENT

I sat there, fixing ANOTHER shell cell. Raph and Mike were playing video games. They said that they were going 'old school' and playing a Nintendo 64. It was some wrestling game... And of course, even though there are four controllers, I wasn't invited to play. It's almost as if the family is holding a grudge on me for what I did.

They are having so much fun... I just wish it could be like old times and Leo would be making me feel wanted and Raph and Mikey would be having their fun. But NO... Everyone always loves to screw up our lives! And they took Leo! Why him? What did he do? He didn't deserve to go! I should be the one they took! Not Leo!

Mike and Raph began to argue.

"I SO should have won!" Raph yelled.

"No way! I beat you fair and square!" Mike replied. This is so ANNOYING...

"No way it counted super slow when I pinned you and counted faster when you pinned me!" Raph shouted. I threw all my things aside and glared at the two, who were staring startled at me.

"Mike beat you Raph so GET OVER IT!" I shout, then storm out of the Lair. I go up to Leo and I's rooftop. I throw my bo staff at the wall and my shell cell after it. Tears are leaking out of my eyes. When did my temper only hold onto a strand?

I stomped over to the edge of the roof and don't even check if anyone is watching.

I scream louder than ever.

But then I hear footsteps. Tons of footsteps. What? Who is on this rooftop with me?

When I am about to turn, I feel a small prick on my shoulder. I reach over my back with my right hand and jerk the dart out of my skin. I begin to feel dizzy. I fall over. I look at the dart and see a familiar symbol that looked like fire. The Foot. Why are they shooting at me?

My world begins to go black as I feel multiple pairs of hands grab me.

I whisper one name before I pass out.

"Leo..."