Get ready for a nice little meeting!

With who, you ask?

Well... Mikey, Leo, Cameron and Jackson!

*Laughs* Happy times!

Anyway, enjoy this very recent chapter!

And when I say recent...

I MEAN RECENT.

12 Years Later

Mikey was out for his nightly run with Leo. Well, it sounded like Leo. How could he tell? His eyes were gone, after all.

He could still remember the grief. The pain. But he doesn't remember why he did it. Something about Donnie being better than his eyes?

Yes, that's right. Raph thought Donnie was better than Mikey's eyes. He got angry at them. He got rid of them. It was satisfying.

He screamed, like he usually did. It let out the thoughts. It let out the memories of pain. Of course, after his eyes went, he didn't feel any pain. Just weakness.

Stupid sight. Maybe I should steal Leo's eyes. Haha, that'll make him talk. He never does anymore.

He heard Leo shush him. Why would Leo shush him, though? He had already stopped screaming.

"Mikey," Leo whispered, "Follow me."
Losing his eyesight had some advantages though. Over the years, his hearing had grown exceptional and he could sort of sense objects. It was like a sixth sense. More like a fifth sense. He took away one of his senses, after all.

Mikey followed Leo, who was silent as the wind. Of course, even the wind makes noises. So he followed the noises.

When they stopped, he stopped. He sensed a long drop in front of them. He heard two voices. They sounded like…

What? What! No way! Raph and Donnie?
Without hesitation, Mikey jumped down the long drop, bracing himself right after he sensed the ground. He needed to get to his brothers quickly. To see if they were really there, really alive.

What if it's just my mind again?

Even since the Donnie and Raph incident, he snapped in two. One side, dark and secretive. The other side… a complete lunatic. He supposed that he was on the lunatic side right now. He didn't care. Surely these were his brothers? Yes, they sounded younger. But they were his brothers. Of course it was them!

As he started running towards the voices, he heard loud yelling and screaming coming from the direction of Raph and Donnie.

"Freak!" Raph screamed, fearful, "Get away from me!"

"It's going to eat us!" Donnie screamed, "Run, Jackson!"

Mikey heard their pounding feet. He followed them. Surely his brothers weren't scared of him... were they?

"Mikey!" Leo screamed, running up to him and restraining him, "Stop!"

"It's Donnie and Raph!" He screamed back, laughing hysterically, "They're back! They're back!"

"It's not them, Mikey! It's two people who will probably go to the police and make them search for us! Just because they died all those years ago doesn't mean that you can chase random people that sound like them!"

Mikey shrank back, stung by Leo's words. It shocked him. Not many things hurt him. Raph and Donnie, though… they did. They took away his eyes. Now everything is a dark, dark black.

And, for the first time in 12 years, he cried. Not that he hadn't cried in the last 12 years. He had. But not like this. Tears were streaming down his face, and he was screaming and wailing, tossing and turning on the lonely street that he thought they had met their brothers.

Over his crying, he heard slow footsteps approaching. He didn't take notice. He kept crying.
"Is he all right?" Donnie asked, questioning.

Mikey heard Leo's head turn towards the sound of Donnie's voice, "He's fine. Happens all the time. You might want to leave. He gets a bit weird sometimes."

As if to outline that fact, Mikey stopped crying and screamed at the top of his lungs, followed by a round of hysterical laughter.

"Well," Raph muttered, a smirk in his voice, "That guy's a complete lunatic. I'm gonna go now."

Mikey sensed Raph moving away.

"Stop!" He cried, desperate, "Stay! Please!"
Raph's retreating footsteps stopped, "Why should I do that?"

"Please," He whispered, "I haven't heard my brothers ever since they died… you sound so much like them… I… I just want to listen to you more."

"Oh," Raph responded, pity in his voice, "Well… I can ignore the fact that you wanting to listen to my voice is creepy. But… uh… sure."
"Thank you!" Mikey cried, feeling happiness for the first time in 12 years, "Thank you!"

"I'm Jackson, by the way." Jackson replied. Mikey could sense his smile.

"I'm Cameron," Cameron put in, a hint of fear in his voice, "We're both friends."

"What's with the eyes, by the way?" Jackson asked, "They're always closed… is there something wrong with them?"

"Oh," Mikey responded, smiling, "I just don't like the light."