Hey party people! This chapters a little rough and not too exciting, but every story has these kinds of chapters anyways! emjoy! c; oh and ty yet again to the people who review and favorite/follow! It really makes me happy that people are even reading this! YAY, go you.
"Why am I always on the bottom?"
Donnie wheezes out from underneath the pile of turtles.
"Ah come on Donnie! Think of it as smoothin ya with love, like a giant group hug." Raph smirks and tries to shift to a comfortable position under both Leo and my lovely self. I happily sit criss cross on Leo's shell
"Well my crushed lungs have had enough of this love! Why can't we be *normal* siblings and stick with a high five, a pat on the back, or a friendly smile?" Donnie sputters.
"Uh Don, if you didn't realize, we already range in the abnormal, I think we gave up trying to do anything normal years ago." Leo says and tries to push off of Raph with me still on his back. Raph grunts and Donnie lets out a struggling gasp as Leo adds pressure to their shells.
"I blame Mikey, he has ruined the slim chance for anything in our lives to be normal." Raph teased.
"Oh yeah?" I smirked and fall dead weight, pushing down on my brothers. Leo, who was currently trying to get up, falls back down into the heap. He moans and both Raph and Donnie let out a pained grunt.
"Gosh Mikey! When did you get so heavy?" Leo asks teasingly.
"Are you implying I am getting fat?" I gasp dramatically but smile.
"If we say no, will you let us get up?" I think about it for a second but then redirect the conversation.
"You know, even if I was fat, I'd still be faster then Raph...and prettier." I giggle as Raph lets out a low growl.
"watch it buddy." Donnie and Leo both chuckle. Well, Donnie attempts to chuckle but it comes out huffy and breathless.
"Well, that's not saying much Mike! Raph just adds to the turtle stereotype of being slow." Donnie grins triumphantly. Raph shoves Don's face into the floor with his free arm. Donnie begins to muffle words but I can't hear what he is saying. Raph then turns his head trying to look at Leo, but doesn't have much success.
"Anything to add Fearless?"
"Me? never." Leo says with a quick smirk. Raph lets go of Donnie's face and Don makes a dramatic gasping for air. Leo pushes me off and I let him. Both Don and Raph take in huge breaths and stumble to their feet.
"Okay, so now that we are done breaking my lungs, I need to tell you guys what I found out.." Donnie says and the entire atmosphere changes. My brothers faces instantly turn into a solemn, serious frown. I feel the reality of the situation and the fear spread back into me. It feels like a punch in the gut. All of us have our full attention on Donnie.
"Well, there seems to be some unknown substance in Mikey's system, basically a poison. Except It's unfamiliar to me and I don't know what it is doing to his body. Obviously they are causing dreams and hallucinations but I can't pin point what else is going on or how."
Poison? I was poisoned? how? When!? At least I'm not crazy. At least something has been making me act crazy. I hope. A new wave of fear ripped through my mind. Am I going to die? Can it be stopped? Leo must have read my thoughts,
"Is there anything you can do to stop it Don?"
Donnie thought about it for a second, then shrugged with a sad sigh.
"I'm not exactly sure but I can try. I don't know if it is fatal or not...however, I believe his hallucinations are going to get worse."
Oh great. Because they weren't bad enough already! Also, I may or may not be dying. Great, just great. Really just a cherry on top.
"How was he poisoned?" Raph asked Don. Donnie's face scrunches up into though. It takes about a minute but then he snaps his fingers,
"Oh duh! Mikey was stabbed with a small knife about a week ago. I remember thinking about how odd it was for the foot to just stab him in the arm with a tiny knife. The blade must have been coated with the strange poison and it went into his blood stream."
I am going to hurl. I suddenly feel weak and tired. My head starts to pound in my hears and the world spins. I see two of everything and sit down, trying to take calming breaths. I am shivering and sweating at the same time. I just can't stop shaking! I think I am having a panic attack.
I feel Donnie sit down next to me, he grabs my shoulders and looks me hard in the eyes.
"Mikey, I swear to you that I am going to find a cure."
I stare at Don and know what this means. He is going to be working non stop, sacrificing sleep and food to figure this out. He is going to spend countless of hours in his lab, and when he doesn't find the results he wants he will get frustrated, have a break down, and then work from a different angle. I trust Donnie's skills, but I feel the doubt and fear rumbling through my body. There are just too many unanswered variables. Is it killing me? If so, how long do I have? What other damage will it do?
I stop and reflect on my dreams. Not only is each dream getting worse, but I am seeing them when I am awake. There is no escape from them. No escape. What will this mean? What will happen to mental health? If I wasn't going crazy before, I know I must be now, especially if Donnie doesn't find a cure soon.
I just don't know how long I will be able to remain sane.
I haven't had a hallucination since the fire. My skin still felt burnt, I told Donnie about how I am still feeling the pain and he says it could be something the poison is doing to my brain. I think he is implying that the pain is my head, great. So apparently there isn't much we can do about it, but he gave me a small pain killer anyways. I am also unintentionally and extremely paranoid. Sometimes I find myself staring around the room for hours, just waiting. Waiting!
Waiting is the worst! I am pretty impatient as it is. I have to wait for Donnie to figure out what is going on, I am waiting for a cure. The worst is that I am waiting for another hallucination to happen. What if I don't become lucid again? How do I know if it is real or not? Maybe I am just having a really bad nightmare and I can't wake up. Ha, maybe I am dreaming about having dreams, dreamception.
I slowly spin in the spiny chair in Don's lab. My eyes just trail along the clutter of equipment as I make my way around and around. At every point I see Donnie standing over a table. He is busy at work and only speaks when he needs to ask me a question or checking in on me; making sure that I haven't gone insane yet. He had to take so more of my blood so he could do some testing or something, I don't know. I am not all that sciencey, which just makes it more frustrating. I look over at Don again, normally I bug him when he is working on things. I like to keep him company and even though he acts like he is annoyed, I know he likes it too. But right now I just don't feel like talking.
WOW, never thought that was possible! I sigh and get up from the chair, slightly dizzy from my obsessive spinning. Don is so focused he doesn't notice, so I just walk out of the lab. I continue through the lair and stop at the pool of water that leads to the rest of the sewers. I look down at it and see my reflection. I kneel down and look closer and the outline of myself becomes clearer. I tilt my head side ways as I look into my shockingly bright blue eyes. I hate how big they are, It makes me look like I am five.
"How long do you have till you go crazy?" I whisper to myself. What if I go crazy, and don't get ...uncrazy? Will I even know? What will it feel like. oh heck, facing potential insanity is going to drive me insane!
I stick out a hand to splash at my hazy reflection but as soon as my hand touches the water, something grabs at me. What? I try to pull back but it won't budge. My friendly pal, fear, comes crashing down on me. What is this? what's going on? I look closer, my face hovering just above it, but I don't see anything.
I feel my body fall over and I hear a startled yelp release my lips. Then a crackling of water fill my ears before a constant small streaming sound. I feel my body sink deeper into the depths. I don't remember it being that deep. Suddenly I feel my body hovering, whatever it was, it let go. I look around me and see the darkness of the water, looking up I attempt to swim towards the top. Good thing I'm a turtle!
before I get to the top, I feel something grab onto my foot and pull me back down to where I was. Instant fear split my brain. My eyes widen as I look all around me, but I see nothing but water.
Whats going on? is this real? Is someone attacking me? I try to swim to the top again but this time I feel a hard, relentless wave smash into my chest and it sends me deeper in the water. I heard the swooshing sound of the water keeping me down.
I am not being attacked by a person, but by the water.
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