Tears Never Shed

by f3296

Summary: Michelangelo is known in the known universe as the Battle Nexus Champion. He's attracted some unwanted attention. Captured and forced to fight to the death. Mikey. The turtle who was most innocent, free-willing and has never killed, is pushed to his limits, shamed, and on the edge of his sanity. But, one thing he knows for sure. He will never shed a tear. (complete)

1. Chapter 1

Tears Never Shed.

Prologue:

Rated: R overall

Chapter: T

Summary:

I have never shed a tear since I was a kid, and even though things are tough I still won't. I am Michelangelo, and I won't ever cry.

I hear the dripping of water. I'm not too sure where it's coming from. It's…it's getting harder to breathe. Maybe it's because I've been sitting with my knees to my plastron for a while now. But, I don't want to move. I…I can't feel my arm very much. It still throbs but that's about it. I still cant move it. I couldn't help but to let out a shaky breath. I lost…

I lost the last round a while ago. I remember now. Now…now I'm gonna rot here. Just like my friend…..Stiffly, I move my head to the side. My friend…..He's starting to rot. Since he's been gone, I have no reason to talk…I…I can't remember my name….It's been too long…I think…I think I had a family. Yea. I did. Brothers I think. A father. God what were there names. I try not to think too much off it…It hurts too much to think. I don't think I've ever felt so hungry, or thirsty. I lost track since the last time I got food. I understand why no one ever played mercy. This was torture. This is my punishment. If I just finished them off during the games then maybe…maybe I'd be put out of my misery. So many times…so many times how I've just wanted to cry…just scream out for help… Just something….But, something in the back of my mind told me no. I will not cry. What for now? I have nothing to cry for. I took another breath, pain filled my chest. My eyes…there heavy…I haven't slept in so long. I always feared I wouldn't wake up. But now? I want to sleep. I want to see their faces. The people who invade my dreams. It's warm and welcoming when I see them.

I look down to the orange bandanna that laid by my side. They all had bandana's didn't they? Mines….Mines was soaked with blood. The only thing I could use for….No I can't think of that. I should just stop thinking…Just drift..

A clanging noise made my head rise slightly. Someone opened the door to the cells. I sat there and listened. All the doors were opening. Maybe they were letting everyone outside. Even if they opened my door im doubting I had enough energy to move anyway. As much as sunlight was welcoming, I just couldn't. Besides, I don't deserve it.

My door flung open but I barely heard it. I lifted my eyes slightly. Someone's kneeling in front of me. He's….he's shaking me.

"Mikey! Mikey can you hear me?" They yelled. Mikey? Was that my name. I looked up and saw the dark shade of green touching me. He looks like me. I can at least remember what I looked like barely. I looked up and saw his bright hazel eyes being draped by a red Bandana. Who was he? I know him. I'm…I'm too tired to ask his name but I worked up enough strength to ask.

"Can I go home?" After 3 months…this is the first time I heard my voice…How long have I been gone?