alrighty so my longest chapter yet, I was thinking about splitting it in two but then I thought...naaah! The beginning of this chapter is a little rough but bear with me here. I was struggling with how to start this chapter. Don't you hate that?

"My sons, I have had enough. This training session has barely progressed and you all are about ready to collapse from exhaustion. What is the meaning of this?" Splinter looked down his long nose at us, his gaze resting on each of our faces. When his cool eyes focused on mine, he stared at me hard. I don't doubt by just a glance, that he figured out that I was the cause of the sleep deprivation. Things usually end up my fault. I glanced at Leo and could see his mind turning, he was creating an excuse. I appreciate it Leo but its okay. I snapped my eyes back to Splinter,

"I kept them up Sensei, it is my fault." I spoke quickly and looked down, staring at the floor. I was afraid that my father would be able to read me like a book. He knows each of us too well to know when something is wrong. A silence filled the room and even though I focused on the floor, I could feel Sensei's gaze boring into me. Finally, the rat sighed

"I will allow you all to catch up on some sleep before we continue. We will come back to this session later this evening."

"Hai, sensei." we all said in unison. He turned around and went silently into his room. Raph got up and trudged his way to his room. My brothers and I followed. My brain was slightly panicked.

No, not sleep. No more dreams. What if I close my eyes and I'm alone again? what if I am being buried alive? Even though I know they are just dreams, I feel as if they happened. That they were a past event that has traumatized me. I eventually get to the entrance of my room but I freeze. I look at my door.

I don't want to go in there. I don't want to sleep.

I have to. I NEED to. Not because I am tired, but because I cannot let fear run me. I have to try, for my brothers sake more then my own. I hate seeing them worry and I refuse to let myself look weak and childish. I need sleep, only for a couple of hours like father said. I glare at my door, I can almost hear it laughing at me. Oh whats wrong with me? Afraid of my own room?

No. that's not true, I am afraid of my self. My dreams. I took a deep breath and a stepped in, I must ignore my fears.

I shuffled my way into my room, masterfully dodging and stepping over the cluttered items on the floor. My brothers think my room is a mess and crazy, but I know exactly where everything is. I stand over my bed and let my body fall face first into it.

I turn my head and let out a sigh, bed feels so good. I am an idiot for being afraid of this soft, warm, love! I never want to part from my bed again! I close my eyes and start drifting slowly into sleep, it feels so nice. It's only been two days without sleep but I can feel how tired my body is. It feels like being relived of pain that I wasn't aware of having. Peaceful. sleep. sweet, sweet sleep. Maybe Raph has been right all along, I am Bonehead. How could I be afraid of this bliss?

finally, sleep.

I snuggle my pillow closer into me and smile. Finally I can sleep, and No dreams so far! I feel free, peaceful.

I slowly grow uncomfortable when my body gets hot. I kick off my blanket and stick my foot out, searching for the cool air. But there isn't any cool air. It's still hot and getting hotter. I take in a deep breath and my lungs are met with a heavy thickness that makes me cough. My eyes flash open as I cough and my room is a beautiful swirl of oranges and reds. beautiful, but deadly. More then half my room is a blaze in a dancing fire. The fire begins to snake throughout my room, catching the blankets. I give a startled yelp and slide to the floor, keeping my plastron connected to the ground. I look above me and black smoke ascends around, I can't even see the ceiling of the room.

I try to breathe little as possible as smoke fights it's way into my lungs. I begin to crawl on the floor towards my door, hoping to escape the rapidly blazing inferno.

I am not afraid. Not like my last dreams. I refuse to panic. I reach my hand out to the door and touch it-

My eyes flash open as I suck in clean, sweet oxygen. I look around for the flames as I lay flat on my belly next to the door. I hear...pounding? What?

"Hey! Knucklehead, wake up! We have ta resume our training in an hour." a deep husky voice called through the door as he pounded a fist on it. I moaned as I got to my feet, feeling lighter then I have in two days. I conquered my dream. I smiled to myself and launched out the door, I grabbed onto a surprised Raph and jumped on his shell,

"Onward my trusty steed!" I pointed straight for the living room. Raph turned his head and glared at me.

"Oh get off." He growled and tried shove me off his back but I slapped his hand away. Annoyed now he turned towards the wall and leaned forward to fling himself backwards to squish me into the wall. I shifted my feet underneath me and prepared them to launch. I felt us both flying back and I jumped, letting his force and body to hit the wall. My vision blurred slightly as my body naturally took over and flipped through the air, landed perfectly in front of the red masked ninja who was now slumped on the ground rubbing his head. I giggled as his eyes cleared and an angry but loving scowl washed over his face.

"Oh, ya think that's funny? How bout a game of 'How many punches does it take ta knock Mikey out?'" Raph got to his feet and crossed his arms.

"That game only works if you catch Mikey!" I winked at him and took off towards the open lair. I heard a small, rough laugh behind me and then pounded feet chasing me. I giggled and heard a clang in the kitchen. as I turned towards the noise, hoping to seek at least one or hopefully both of the other brothers. I slide in the kitchen and noticed Leo making the only thing he knows how, Ramen noodles. He picked up the pot and set it on table, I noticed the now open flame dancing. I froze and stared at it uneasily. Leo looked up at me and smiled, and put a cloth on the counter. It was too close to the fire. A tip caught in the blue embers of flame. I gasped and ran towards it to put out the small flame. A heavy body slammed into me and I skidded into the counter.

I watched in horror, trapped beneath my brother as the cloth caught fire, becoming a blaze in an instant.

No. I gaped at it and tried to pry free of my brother, but he held me back trying to wrestle.

"Raph stop! This is no time for games!" I yelled out but I didn't hear his reply, I was too busy watching the fire spread along the wood of the counter. The Fire was searching for anything to jump on to. It had a mind of it's own as it sizzled, hissed and crawled it's way around the room. A black cloud was beginning to form as the entire kitchen became a hellfire. The swirling colors of reds and orange, same as it was in my dream I had before.

My dream. Except, this one was real. Leo still stood there looking down at me, without the smile. He looked confused and concerned, I looked at him and to Raph who was now kneeling beside me, matching Leo's face. How do they not notice? What's going on? Can they not see? I opened my mouth and shouted about the roar of flames.

"FIRE!"

All of a sudden without warning, Leo was on fire and started to scream. I watched in horror as he ran out of the room. Looking to put out his burning skin.

"LEO!" I shouted and tried to get up. I put my hand unthinkingly on the counter and tried to push myself up.

Fire ran along my hand and scorched my skin. I looked down and screamed as the pain shot up my arm. The pain twitched in my brain, it nestled itself along side with the fear. The fire danced around my arm, eating at my flesh, starving.

It slowly, like a spider, crawled up my arm and around my body. I was now consumed, like my brother. Black smoke was blinding and burning my eyes and throat. I could no longer see anything. I could hear nothing but the laughter of the fire, hissing in my ear. I felt my lungs fill and dig into my chest, looking for clean air. They screamed at me, choking on the black smoke. My entire body was throbbing and searing in wicked pain. The most painful thing I have ever felt. I tried to scream but as soon as I opened my throat I swallowed fire. It hurt to move, I couldn't feel it but I knew I started running.

This isn't a dream. This is real.

I was a running inferno, burning.

so there's that. Review c: common don't be shy!