- All warnings in the first chapter

I was really excited after posting the first part, and even more after receiving a review- to guest:

Don't worry about the length of the review (I totally do the same). You are right, my punctuation went kind of out of hand there xD. As for attempting to write something fresh, I guess this second chapter turned to be more typical, specially the dialog (I was kinda struggling with it). I am glad you liked the beginning and hope you keep enjoying, thanks for the support!

"There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul."

After one last glance at the young fragile form slumped in the throne, she closed her eyes, and let herself drift away from the teen's mind. The familiar sensation invaded her, a sudden rush of energy that had made her gasp every one of the thousands of times she had done this. But there was so much more to it- the reason she inadvertantly held her breath for just a few seconds after each of those gasps: the glimpses of the truest feelings held in one's very core that could only be perceived during those instants when the connection was being broken.

She exhaled slowly but, for once, that didn't help to loosen the tightness that had formed in her chest. Intuiting- no, knowing deep inside what was awaiting her during those few seconds didn't help her at all when she was washed over by all his innocence and unconditional love. It was far from being the first time she had "touched his soul" but, once again, the realization that she was to leave the world without such light hit her.

And then there was them- she wasn't just going to leave them lost within the darkness, she was practically about to rip their heart out- three voices reached her, gently talking to Mikey. Though, unbeknownst to them, she was the only one listening.

Oh, how loved he was!

They were both desperate and hopeful, but she knew better, and kept her eyes shut: a glance would let her see the bright orange aura stained by the colour of death. She just listened in, not because that would help her anyhow, it wouldn't, she knew hearing their words would just make the task harder; but because she couldn't help wanting to preserve that beautiful bond the brothers had, just a little longer.

"He's gonna wake up, he's got to." That sounded somewhat rough and seemed to be fueled by determination. But the facade didn't last, and even thought at the beginning of the next frase the voice she recognized to be Raphael's sounded almost angry, by the time he finished talking it was a mere whisper. "Ya hear me, Mickey? You just have to. It ain't the same without ya, lil' bro."

The room went silent for what felt like an eternity, that is, if you ignored the constant beeping sound.

Now, she was sure that it was Donatello talking "I never thought I would someday hate being in the lab." The comment was thrown out of the blue, and it didn't make much sense to her until he proceeded, the speech quickening with every word. "It's too quiet, and I just keep keep looking up at him with each beep, and he's not moving, it's just not right." The turtle took in a breath, before saying pleadingly "Come back to us, Mikey. I need you, we need you."

He trailed off and it seemed like none of them would talk in a while, but Donnie whispered something she barely distinguished as "...so sorry."

And only then the devastating silence fell upon the room, the sound of the heart monitor just a background noise to the ones present.

One could have thought, it was someone with a sore throat talking, but she was certain it was Leo, trying to break the heavy atmosphere. "It isn't the time for this, D. Right now, we have to be there for him. For Mikey."

And he did a good job at sounding confident, but she knew Michelangelo's brothers through him, and was sure that the blue-banded turtle was the one feeling the guiltiest. Mikey seemed to understand them better than they did themselves at times, and Leo, he just was like that, always blaming himself, taking responsibility.

The littlest turtle was so close to them. He could neither remember nor hear them, she had made sure of that. But the love for his brothers was part of his very core- she had realized that while watching the sky of her sunset illusion shift by itself to show orange, purple, red and blue blending together.

"It's easy to fool the eye but it's hard to fool the heart."

I rewrote this one a couple of times, and I am still unsure about it...Anyways, let me know what do you think, until next time!