My nightmares begin wid a horrid scream comin' from an unknown place. My bros and I run to help and we find a giant mutated house fly about to chew on some poor sucka in a red tracksuit.
We leap inta battle. I'm first, even though I hate bugs and dig my sais into its furry, vibratin' body.
Man, this is one ugly mutant. Even beats Mikey.
For a second I think I got it nailed, then the fly turns and bats me across the room.
I'm laying there, in a crumpled heap and unable to move.
My body's numb and helpless. I can see my brothers fightin' and being skewered one by one by a giant sting.
This isn't a house fly. It's a wasp.
Nothin' is worse at that moment than watchin' my brothers dying.
Nothin' is worse than the helpless feelin' of not bein' able to do anything.
Leo and Don have gone down, and aren't moving at all. Eyes open and starin' at me blindly.
I try ta scream at Mike to get out, retreat, but my voice is silent. I screamed inside, watchin' my bro get killed and knowing there's nothin' I can do to stop it.
He crawled over to me, leaving a blood trail, mouthin' my name.
He doesn't reach me. Mike flops still one last time, and I watch as the giant wasp hovers closer.
Closer.
Just fuckin' kill me. At least I'll be with my brothers.
When I open my eyes I'm in a graveyard and I am looking at the graves of my brothers, Splinter, April and Casey.
I'm cryin'.
There was nothing I could do to save them.
They died and left me to wander the globe, a hermit in the shadows.
My greatest fear ... I live it every night.
Raphael