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Title: TMNT:
Rating: T+
Genre: Family/Friendship
Pairing(s): None
Summary: Mikey went missing several months ago, and his brother find him…. But, as a Foot ninja! When they 'rescue' him, they find that Michaelangelo has zero-memory of his past. Can this indecisive, quiet, shy, stuttering ex-soldier really be their brother? Can they bring back Mikey's memory? Can they deal with the extra, mutant 'baggage' Mikey brings along?
Chapter seven
Mikey struggled to stay conscious, but he watched dizzily as his brothers fought witht eh Shredder. He had told Fluffy to escape…. But unfortunately, his brothers came to his aid.
They were fighting valiantly, they were very gallant. Alas, he could see plain as day that even though the last Elite guard was down, the Shredder was ripping them apart.
They were already starting to bruise, they were bloodied too. Mikey grimly realized that they might die, because of him.
'Why would they die for me?' Mikey wondered in his head.
"It's you." The purple-masked turtle replied "Your name is Hamato Michaelangelo," the name made memory bells ring in Sharp's head "you're our brother."
"I will let you rest now, my son. Sleep well." Master Splinter said, suddenly, his arms were around Sharp "We have missed you my son, welcome home at last." Master Splinter whispered.
Don frowned "Mikey, listen to me." He said seriously, Mikey looked at him "Here; we all look out for each other. We help each other, we care about each other. It' isn't like the Foot here. We're family. And family is always here for you."
'They'll risk their shells for mine because… We're family… We supposed to look out for each other… And, love each other…' Mikey realized; that was what he hadn't realized before… They don't need a reason to love each other. They were family.
Mikey looked up; his heart clenched when he saw that Leonardo, his most skilled brother, was the only one left standing and facing off with the Shredder, his other two brothers were on the ground, thankfully alive but moaning in pain. And, grimly, Mikey realized the Shredder had chained them.
Mikey panted and struggled, but he picked himself back up; he stumbled as he walked foreword, but he managed to ignore his pain and dizziness from blood-loss. He bent over and picked up the double-edged sword the Shredder dropped when his brothers showed up.
He narrowed his eyes when Leo was chained as well and fell alongside his two other brothers; they were all looking up at the Shredder with hatred in their eyes, and they were fighting against the chain, not willing to give up even in the ace of the devil.
"Farewell turtles," the Shredder said and raised his katana to slice off all of their heads in one slash "you will be thorns in my side no longer."
He slashed his swords and the turtles braced themselves.
"What!" They heard the Shredder yell in surprise; they saw that his arm had been stopped because his wrist had been grabbed from behind, grabbed by a three-fingered hand that could belong only to one individual.
The Shredder was thrown away and Mikey stepped in front of them in defense. He had his double-edged sword in hand. The very battered Michaelangelo stood in front of them like a shield, mask tails and cape billowing in the wind. The blood covering him seemed to give him an almost surreal, violent red aura.
"Stay away from my family!" Mikey roared before charging at the Shredder.
The other three turtles watched in amazement as Mikey locked in dangerous combat with the greatest known evil. Both of them were at the very extent on their ability, their swords slashing, swishing and striking the other. It was almost like a fatal dance with death.
The Shredder was, however, driving Mikey back, towards the edge of the roof. And while his scratched metal armor was protecting him, he was leaving deep gashes all over the youngest turtle.
Mikey's eyes hooded over his blue eyes and he slashed more and more, only to leave no injuries on his heavily armored enemy. The Shredder was just too powerful.
Mikey felt his foot on the ledge of the roof; his sword was in front of him and pushing against the Shredder's katana, it was only his balance keeping him alive right now.
"What a waste of talent…." The Shredder hissed.
Mikey ignored the remark and suddenly grabbed the Shredder's wrist; the blade of the gauntlet cut into his hand but he didn't care. To his enemies surprise, he pulled him closer and pulled them both closer to the edge.
"You fool! You will die!" The Shredder yelped; was this turtle crazy?
"So will you," Mikey coolly replied "die you evil bastard." And he used his weight to pull them both over the edge.
"MIKEY!" His brothers cried out as the Shredder and their brother fell off the roof right in front of them.
"No…." Raphael whispered, eyes filling with tears.
"It... It can't be…. I just can't….. Mikey can't be…" Leonardo whispered, tears were running down his cheeks and he was shaking his head, trying to deny his baby brothers fate.
"No!" Don yelled "We can't lose him, not again!"
They stared at the ledge for minutes on edge.
A hand with a bladed gauntlet grabbed the ledge. Rage filled their systems – the Shredder was alive while their little brother was dead!
To their surprise, it wasn't the Shredder that hoisted up onto the roof. It was Mikey, wearing one of the Shredder's gauntlets on the hand on his broken arm. There was a wry grin on his face, and in his other, uninjured hand he held his double-edged sword.
He stumbled over to his brothers and sliced their chains off "I…." He said as they got up and put his arms over their shoulders to keep him up "I may never be able to be the brother you remember….. But I will always be a brother still…." Mikey said with a smile before falling blissfully unconscious.
The end….?
Hmm... Perhaps there will be an extra chapter? *innocent look, points at review button*