Sup guys, sorry for the really short chapter and the two day delay. I was busy being an adult. *shudders* and I just wanted to get a chapter out.
I also got attacked by a plot bunny...
SOOOooooOOOOOO...I might end up writing that for awhile. Woops.
Chapter Six
Leonardo was the first to awaken that morning. He was groggy, mostly because after they got Michelangelo to calm, it took another hour or so to get back to sleep. By the time they were peacefully curled around each other on Raphael's rather small bed it was around four in the morning. And of course, Leonardo's perfect inner clock woke him right at five am.
Groaning quietly, he tried to move only to find himself trapped in the middle of a rather adorable turtle pile. Mikey was curled up on his chest, his shell facing Donnie who had rested an arm over his brother's waist comfortingly, breathing quietly next to Leonardo's ear. Raph was also lying on his back, his right arm resting under Leo's neck and the older couldn't help but wince at the thought of how sore his brother's arm was going to be when he woke up. He had an arm over his eyes as well and was snoring loudly.
Leonardo sighed before smiling at this brother's fondly and closed his eyes, figuring he might as well get a few more hours of sleep. Right before he could doze off though he heard the door open silently. Tilting his head up, he saw Master Splinter standing at the door. His father's eyes were softened and he caught Leo's gaze before slowly closing the door again. Smiling, Leonardo quickly returned to cloud nine.
Oooooo
It was about ten in the morning when the three older turtles began to stir. Of course, Leonardo was first, and he let out a loud yawn that startled Raphael's snoring. He opened his eyes and looked around and saw Leo staring at him.
The red masked turtle opened his mouth to say something when Donatello began to mumble. "Ughh…where am I…?" Donnie groused, slowly sitting up and smacking his tongue to the roof of his mouth a few times.
Leo chuckled slightly. "It's called a bed Donnie, they're rather magical." His younger brother glared at him sleepily.
Raph sighed slightly. "Okay Leo, get yer fat head offa my arm." Obligingly Leo lifted his head and Raph quickly yanked it back to his person and sat up.
"What time is it?" Donatello groaned, flopping back down on the bed.
Raph glanced at the clock. "Ten somethin'." He replied.
"Morning or night?" Donnie asked, only half sarcastic.
The dark green turtle rolled his eyes. "In the mornin' smartass."
Leo chuckled and curled his arms around Mikey and lifted them both up. "We missed breakfast and morning training, but I think if Master Splinter was concerned he would have woke us up."
"Wake me when it's tomorrow's morning practice." Donatello responded, throwing an arm over his eyes.
Leo just snickered slightly as Raph leaned behind him and began to poke Donnie in their sensitive sides. Donatello reacted violently and shot to the side to escape the tickling prod and right into the surrounding wall. "Ow! Goddammit Raph!" He howled, now awake, and shot forward to tackle his laughing brother.
Content to let their brothers wrestle good naturedly, Leo began to try and get Mikey up.
"Mike, time to wake up." Leo cooed, shaking his shoulder a bit. He didn't stir.
Sighing in annoyance, Leo tried harder. "C'mon Mike, wakey wakey." Still nothing, not even a hitch in breath.
Leo felt his heart begin to freeze as fear began to grip him. "Mikey? Mike! C'mon Mike this isn't funny." He shook harder. By then he had caught his brother's attention, who stopped their fight and came forward. Leo looked up at them. "He won't wake up!"
Donatello leaned forward. "C'mon Michelangelo, get up!" He yelled in his ear. Still the orange masked turtle didn't stir.
"What's wrong with him!" Raph yelled.
The purple turtle quickly pressed two fingers up under Mikey's jaw. "His pulse…it's fine…I don't…Raph go get Master Splinter!" For once, Raphael obeyed without question.
When they came back, Master Splinter was looking especially worried.
Donatello was checking Mikey's eyes when they came back in. "They're still rolled back, like he's in a coma or something!"
"My son…" Master Splinter said quietly, walking forward and placing a hand on his youngest's forehead. His sons stood behind him anxiously.
"Something has come to pass that I was waiting for…something has been plaguing your brother for awhile now…but there was nothing I could do about it. Until now." The rat said, kneeling next to the bed and indicating for the others to do the same.
"What's going on Masta?" Raph asked worriedly, kneeling next to the rat.
"There has been…a dark presence, surrounding Michelangelo. I was not sure what it was, and even now I am unsure. However, the best way to describe it…is like a parasite." Master Splinter explained.
"Why didn't you tell us Master?" Leonardo inquired, staring at Mikey in concern.
"And what do you mean by parasite Master Splinter?" Donatello asked, about ready to go into Doctor mode.
"It is not like a biological parasite my sons." Master Splinter told them even though it was obvious. "It is like a life force that survives off of others. This parasite chose Michelangelo…and is sucking the life out of him."
The three brothers tensed. "What!" Raphael bellowed, shooting to hit feet. He grabbed Mikey by his shoulders and began to shake them. "You get outta my brother you stupid parasite or else I'll-"
"Raphael!" Master Splinter reprimanded. "Sit down." The red masked turtle did so grudgingly.
"We cannot fight this physically my sons. We must do so spiritually. Are you prepared to face whatever is haunting Michelangelo's mind?" The rat asked, looking at all of his sons.
There was a beat of silence. "Well," Raphael began. "since it's Mikey…I'm sure it won't be too crowded in there."
The four couldn't help but chuckle a little. Leonardo composed himself and stared straight at his father. "What do we need to do?"
Oooooooo
When Mikey awoke, it was to a strange feeling. It was almost like he was being sucked through a straw. It was a very uncomfortable feeling, one Mikey definitely didn't enjoy. He tried to move but found that he couldn't, so, Mikey being Mikey, panicked. He began thrashing violently and grunting, yanking away from whatever was giving him that feeling.
He felt a feeling of surprise, but instinctively knew it wasn't his own and the sucking stopped. Falling limp, Mikey let out a breath of relief.
"It is unusual for resistance at this stage." A calm voice said. It was then that Mikey opened his eyes.
It was dark, very dark. He tugged at his arms and found them held down by…substance. Since he couldn't see, he wasn't sure what to call it
"Whoa there dude, what do you mean stage? Who are you?" Mikey called out.
There was a pause. "I am."
"…You are what?" Mikey repeated.
"I just am." The voice responded. "But you need not worry about that. Just give yourself up to me and I promise you will be at peace."
"Whoa, whoa, whoawhoawhoa…what do you mean give myself up to you? No way bro, no friggin' way!" Mikey yelled, shaking his head back and forth.
There was a hint of frustration. "Do not fight me, you cannot fight me."The voice responded. "One way or another, I will receive your light."
"My…light? No way man, you can't have that! It's mine!" Mikey told him as if it was the most stupid thing he's ever heard.
"I can, and I will." And suddenly Mikey was surrounded by something, it was choking him, suffocating and that sucking sensation began again.
Closing his eyes and willing all of his concentration, he threw up barriers around his mind. They were sloppy, not perfected (boy did he wish he paid attention now) but they managed to throw the presence back. Sighing in relief, Mikey relaxed again.
"Do not fight me!" It yelled angrily. Mikey winced slightly, afraid the monster would attack again. "But you cannot fight me for long. You will be mine!" It yelled and suddenly it was over him again. Tired, but determined, Mike threw up another shield.
"It seems…you are not as broken as I hoped." The voice responded and suddenly it felt like Mikey had been thrown into water. As he fell, his eyes closed and once again he was out.
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