Darkness.
It showered around me. I felt my way along a cold, hard floor. I couldn't see anything, was I blind? where am I? where is my family? I begin to call out,
"Leo?" I slowly move forward, trying to find anything. My hand just catches black nothing. I can feel a slight nip in the air, it gives me shivers. but I can't hear a breeze.
"Donnie?" I hear my voice ringing. It's so quiet. There is no noise. I feel fear hugging my brain. My heart is pounding hard that I feel it in my throat. Where am I? why am I alone?
Alone.
"Raph?" No response. Where are my brothers? are they in trouble? Why can't I see? I feel my panic growing, radiating around. I feel my feet start moving, I am running. Aren't I? I think I am. I just can't see, I can't feel, I am alone. Where am I running to? Alone. Alone. No one is here.
Help. I begin to call out for help but I am answered with blackness. I can feel it engulf me, gobble me up like I was it's dinner. My head is screaming, I need to touch something! I need to see! This darkness is driving me crazy. Why am I alone?
Where are my brothers?
Alone. I am so alone.
I woke up gasping. I could feel my chest hurting from trying to gulp down air. I put my hands over my head and focused on my breathing. I felt sweat drip down my body, but I'm shivering. My skin still itched from the darkness surrounding me, almost as if it followed me out of the dream. a dream. That's all it was. Breathe. It was just a dream, a nightmare. I shakily got up now that my pulse has slowed down and I could actually take full deep breaths. I looked at the clock, 3 a.m.
Well I won't be getting any more sleep tonight I sighed. I snuck out of my room and heard the loud snoring of my brother next door. I smiled to himself I am not alone. I went to the Kitchen and got a glass of water. I felt the cool liquid run all the way down my throat. I shivered again thinking about my dream. I haven't had night terrors in years. When I was really little, I would go into one of my brothers rooms to seek comfort after one. I smiled at the memory and wished I could do that now. I sighed and finished my glass
I walked over the couch and flopped over it, I turned the TV but keep the volume on mute. My eyes were glued to the flashing and the sea of colors. I didn't see anything however, my mind was still racing. Alone. I am not alone. I began repeating in my head over and over. I grabbed a pillow and wrapped it tightly to my chest. Not. Alone.
(Changing from 1st person to 3rd person)
Leo grabbed his Katanas and sheathed them. He loved the sound of metal sliding against the leather. He hummed quietly to himself as he tip toed down the hall and towards the dojo. Morning meditation was always relaxing. He didn't used to get up early to do this, but ever since he became leader, he needs it. The emotions and stress of being the leader is hard, so hard that he looks forward to the calming voice of meditation. His brothers didn't understand this, and made fun of him for it, but he didn't mind that so much anymore.
Leo paused as he saw that he wasn't the only up. Which is weird cause he is normally the first one up. Seated on the couch was the youngest, eyes glued to the TV. Mikey did not notice his brother as Leo slide in front of him. Mikey jumped nearly out of his shell and gave a tiny yelp.
"LEO! are you trying to give a me a heart attack? Don't sneak up on a turtle like that bro."
Leo muttered a small sorry, obviously with other thoughts in mind.
"Why are you up so early?" Leo asked curiously and turned his head to the side as he sized up his baby brother. He noticed the unnatural tired ghosts of Mikey's usually bright blue eyes. Most of the time they are filled with a carefree innocent mixed with energetic mischief. Only Michelangelo could pull off both innocence and mischievousness. However his eyes were not glazed and his normal light was dimmed.
"Have you been up all night?" Leo tried another approach. Mikey shifted his eyes to look at his brothers.
"Ya, I couldn't sleep, but I'm alright now." Mikey grinned sheepishly. Leo looked skeptical but this wasn't the first time Mikey has pulled an all nighter, so he decided to shrug it off.
"Alright then, see you at breakfast I guess." Leo pushed away his concern and continued to the Dojo.
Mikey watched his brother disappear through the doors and decided it probably should be time to start breakfast. Unfortunately he was the only turtle with any culinary skills. Donnie wasn't too bad, Raph was awful, but Leo was the worst!Leo's failure to cook should be an art form within itself!It almost seems like someone would have to try to be that bad. Mikey chuckled to himself at the thought. He moved towards the kitchen when his mind drifted back to his dream. Hopefully, this nightmare will be a one time thing.
HA. one time thing...just wait young turtle...just wait.