A'ight, listen up people. I finally drew my picture! Plus, I figures out what the halo imma writ' this chapter bout. :3 Ahh, life is good if you let if be.

raphiecandy3426: Giiiiiirrrrllll, you da bomb! I took dat: Raph goin crazy and attackin someone in account so i'm considering puttin dat up in my next chapter, but instead he's gonna go all out and try to hurt himself. It helped, so thank you very much for that idea :)

Also, with a guest that reviewed said somethin about him havin hallucinations and stuff from different memories and even stuff that didn't even happen. So that was put in dis chapter too. Thanx a lot fer dat. :)

Chapter 10: You've gone crazy

Donatello shot his eyes open from his soothing slumber by the gentle tug of his arm. Donnie slowly raised himself up from the soft mattress on his elbow and glared at the emerald green hand holding his arm, trying to get his eyes to adjust through the pitch darkness. Once Donnie was able to see as best as his eye-sight would let him, he let out an enormous yawn and stared into Raphael's flashlight golden eyes through the dark.

"Raphie, waz *yawn* wrong?" Donne slurred as he sat all the way up and turned his head to gaze at the green LED lit numbers on his alarm clock. 3:30 A.M.

"Donnie, I...ummm..."

Donatello kept his glare on Raphael's golden orbs as he continued to stutter through his sentence, which made it rather complicated for Donnie not to chuckle.

"Don, ya guys don'...hate me, do ya?"

Donnie was now completely awake after hearing such a question and his chuckles were put to a halt, especially from Raphael. Raph is the hot-headed and toughest one of all of the turtles, who normally doesn't give a crap of what people think of him. Donatello glared into Raph's eyes with more intensity, but showed shock and a sprinkle of sadness. All the ingredients in the genius turtle to ask his older brother:

"W-What?"

"Ya guys...said y-ya hated me c-cuz I di' somethin' wron'."

Donnie couldn't believe a single vocable that was coming out of his hot-tempered brother's mouth. Donnie brought both hands up to Raphael's face and felt the wetness of tears continue to stream down Raph's cheeks.

"Raph, listen. We could NEVER hate you. Your our; brother, our protector, this world would be totally empty if anything were to happen to such an amazing person...turtle such as yourself."

Donnie couldn't see through the darkness to get a glimpse of his brother's expression, but could easily tell his brother had a small smile formed on his face. Raphael gently transported his hand up to Donnie's, which still lay on the sides of Raph's face, and leaned into Donnie's touch which welcomed Donnie to flat-out smile.

"Come on Raph, lets go back to sleep. Training starts in about...what? 3 hours now and you and me BOTH know we don't want Leo on our shells for a poor preformance."

Raph actually had to laugh a bit on that one, since it was so freakin' true.

"Yea, tha's true. Our fea'less leada is a bit of a hassle when it be comin to a poor perfo'mance."

Raph agreed as he plops down next to Don and snuggled closer to his chest. A peaceful silence was spread across the room as both brothers began to slip back in to a deep slumber, but was soon broken by Donnie's voice.

"Hey, Raph?"

" *yawn* Yea Donnie-boy?"

Donnie then shifted his weight so he could face his now lethargic older brother and placed his hand on his forehead.

"Are you...ok?"

Raphael released as faint chuckle as he ran his own hand down his face and bursted into a quiet laugh. Raph then shifted his body so he kneeled on all fours on top of his little brother. Raph gazes into Donnie's chocolate brown, hooded eyes and gave him a comforting smile as he lays both hands on the sides of Donnie's face.

"Donnie, M'kay. An' like ya sai' befo'e, jus' a lil sick is all."

Raphael leaned down and planted a kiss on his younger brother's forehead. Donatello slowly lowered his eyelids as the weight on them began to increase as Raph lowered himself to lie back next to his little brother and snuggled him as close to his chest as he could go. Donatello now lay limp against Raph's chest in another peace filled slumber, with Raphael closely following behind.

Its been almost a month since Raphael had another incident and everyone in the lair had pretty much learned their lesson in forgetting that another attack could come at any given moment. No, it really wasn't simple to tell that something was wrong with Raphael. Since the attacks kept going in an unbearable on and off motion, it was most likely making it mere child's play for him to hide any symptoms he may be experiencing. After such a long period of time with no problem happening, fooling everyone in the lair was no contest any longer, except for Master Splinter. He was the core of all the turtle's ninjutsu. The reason each of them had such unique abilities and could all fight with honor. But only one had the poor ability to hide any issues one would be suffering through. Both Michelangelo and Donatello never hid anything from their father, or any of their family members in that matter. Whether they were sick, sad, injured, or even just had to rant about something they would defiantly tell it to anyone they could get their attention to. Leonardo was neutral. He would tell someone about anything that is necessary to tell someone, but if it's something petty and would leave someone or himself to not bother with the issue, he would most likely not tell anyone about it. Raphael was the most difficult of all of his brothers. He has a steamed personality leaving anything to set the dude to new heights. Anyone would leave it plain and simple and say; you normally have to force information out of him or just leave it alone until he breaks. Raphael is doing an amazing job not showing his illness, but it is straight to see in Splinter's eyes that something horrible is clouding his son's mind, destroying him and slowly and painfully taking him down. And now, something is terribly wrong with him, and it can show as soon as it gets the chance.

"YO DONNAH! GET DOWN HERE BRUH, BREAKFAST'S-A-WASTIN' AWAY!"

Mikey yelled as he skillfully flipped a pancake in a pan. Donatello trudged tiredly into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Once Donnie was in full view, he had the face that clearly showed: I-really-fudgin'-wish-I-was-still-sleep-right-now face on, which caused Mikey to smile as he adjusted his earphone to continue listening to his music.

"Mike, two things: why the shell are you being so loud?

And second: Its like, 9:00! Why the heck isn't anyone in the dojo? Honestly we'd be done with morning practice by now."

Donatello states as he enters the kitchen and plops down in his usual spot at the table.

"Yes, that is true my good man...turtle. Buuuuut, today is .day."

Mikey replies with his trade-marked smile spread across his olive green cheeks. Donnie glares at his baby brother with his brow ridged in the upward position on his forehead, but offers him a humorous grin.

"Hey by the way, Don. Have you seem Raph or Leo anywhere? I'm gonna eat their food if they don't come down here."

"Yea, Mikey. Even YOU don't have that much room in your stomach for that."

Donnie and Mikey both shot the heads to the direction of the entrance to the kitchen.

"Yo, Yo, Yo Leo! Waz happenin' mah brotha?"

Leo lets out a small laugh as he appears in full view of his two little brothers.

"Hmm, good morning to you too, Mikey! Hey Donnie, how are you?"

"Morning, Leo. I'm pretty good, for a restful night."

Leo looked at Donnie with both brows up and nodding in understanding. Mikey then walks over to the table with three platefuls of food.

"Koko ni anata ga iku, Ani."

Mikey speaks as he placed the food in front of Leo.

"Arigatō, otouto."

Mikey shared to Leo a gigantic smile before giving the same treatment to Donnie.

"Arigatō gozaimasu, otouto."

"Itadakimasu!"

All three brothers bowed their heads and said before their meal. A peaceful silence was spread between the three as they ate, but was quickly broken by Mikey's voice with the obvious disguise of a mouthful of food.

"So, Don. *gulp* where's Raph?"

Leo immediately brought his attention to his younger brother who was still looking down at his plate.

"Don? Where's Raphael?"

Donatello shot his head up to glare at his two questioning brothers.

"Uhh, my apologies you guys. Did you say something?"

At the same time, Mikey and Leo both raised an eye ridge at Donnie as Donnie kept his gaze on the other two turtles.

"Ahh yes, Raph. He was just sleeping in a little this morning. He said he had a little headache, so I just let him stay in bed until he was ready to come down."

Donnie explains as he sticks a forkful of pancakes in his mouth. Mikey and Leo stare at Donnie for a second, but soon shrug off his explanation and continued to rejoice in their meal and crack-up about other topics.

The pain Raph was enduring was absolutely unbearable. Its been about a month and a half ever since any pain like this had occurred and it appears that the pain just continues to get worse. Raph lay sprawled across the bed with his forearm a top his eyes. Sweat clung to his body as he tried his hardest to get his irregular breathing back to its normal pace. Raphael laid there for only a minute more before he jolted up in a sitting position. He knew he was sweating but, something was of about it. Raph gingerly ran his hand across his forehead, and what he saw nearly led him to unconsciousness. The small run of his hand across his forehead caused his, what was supposed to be sweat covered hand, to be drenched in the nauseating, awful sight of blood. Raph glared wide-eyed at his hand as the blood ran down his arm and onto the sheets. Raphael continued to stare in awe at his hand until something red fell into his eyes, blocking the actual colors of the room and a horribly, strong coppery smell filled his nostrils almost causing him to disgorge the contents of his stomach. Raphael immediately shot his attention upwards to look in the room, and what he saw then stopped his heart for a millisecond or two. The room he was in was enveloped in blood. It seemed like in every square inch of the room, there would be ocean smears of blood. Raphael was now glaring around the room in complete horror. He looked in every direction still not believing his sight. But the last gaze he got in was seeing his older brother laying on the blood enclosed floor; pale, motionless, dead. Raph hadn't even noticed the ocean of tears falling from his wide-eyes, for he was just too shocked to even care.

"No...this...this can' be real. This CAN' be Real!"

Raph swings his legs over the side of his bed and slowly gets to his feet, yet his attempt to stand failed him as he collapsed to the blood covered ground. He was in too much pain, his head felt as if something was stabbing into his brain. But the sight he was viewing, with his own eyes, was too much for him to handle. He had to tell someone, he had to tell Mikey, or Donnie. Out of sheer panic and will power, Raphael quickly pulled himself off the floor, ignoring the pain over the shock and quickly scooped up the dead imaginary Leonardo in his arms and bolted out the room.

"I...I have to 'elp Leo! This is all my faul'!"

Mikey, Donnie, and Leo were all sitting in the living room enjoying a day of no training, except for Leo. They all had their attention on their own things, but still managed to have a full fledged conversation.

"You know what, Donnie? I've been debating over this one topic with myself for over three days now and I want your opinion."

"Sure, Mike. Whats up?"

Donnie responds as he continues to type away on his laptop without bothering to look up from his computer screen. Leo was delighting himself in a fascinating book about other ninjutsu techniques, replacing the fact that he couldn't train or do ANYTHING in the dojo that day and listened in on his two youngest brothers conversation.

"I've been debating about wether a Lamborghini Reventon or a Mercedez Benz C class was better."

Donnie immediately stops his typing and looks up at his youngest brother in confused-amusement.

"Mikey, why the heck are you debating about something like that? Have you even seen any kind of cars like those?"

"Oh come on, bro! I'm sure EVERYONE has! I mean, all celebrities have some kinda car like that. Like the ones you see on the internet or hear in those rap songs!"

Donnie and Leo both were glaring at Mikey in confused-amusement and said no words, which cause Mikey to just smile and use that as a cue to keep talking.

"Here, bro's. Lemme give you a good example of what I mean. Example ichi:

Kanye West I'm SURE has AT LEAST a Mercedez. Example Ni: Nicki Minaj HAS a Lamborghini! There's proof in her "Stupid Hoe" music video!"

Donnie and Leo now had their full attention on Mikey and soon busted out in laughter at his logics.

"M~Mike! You'll listen to any music you can get your hands on won't you? Well, I suppose it makes sense, Mikey if you want it to. But to answer your question, I prefer a Mercedez.

Donnie states as he rubs the wetness from his eyes from the hard laughter and turns his glare back to his laptop screen. Leo nodded in agreement as he placed his eyes back on the 300 page book placed in his grasp. Mikey forms a gigantic smile as he throws his attention back to his Mario Kart Wii game. Yet, everyone's happiness was short lived as the sound of hard, rushed footsteps came breaking into the living room. All three brothers shot the heads up to look at the entrance to the living room and each one turned a different shade of green as they saw Raphael in a TOTAL panic. Raph's eyes appeared to be completely unfocused as he searched around the room. The three turtles studied their panicked brother and noticed the position he was in. His legs were spread apart as if he were trying to support the weight of something heavy and his arms were held up to the middle part of his stomach like he was holding something, or someone. Raph then jogged to the genius brother, with all eyes on him, and kneeled heavily in front of Donnie, tears flowing real heavy down his eyes and gasping so desperately for breath. Donnie was staring wide-eyed at his hot-headed brother, trying his hardest to survey and take in the situation, for it was all happening so fast.

"Donnie...Please...y-ya have to help L-Leo!"

Donnie's eyes could pop out of his head at this point, his eyes were open past their normal limit. He immediately shot his gaze up to his other two fearing brothers and noticed they all shared the same expression: worry. Donnie then kneeled down in front of Raph and put his hand on his thighs.

"Raphie, its ok. Just breathe. Calm down and breathe."

"No! Donnie! Y-ya don' un'erstan'! Look! Leo's...he's...he's...DEAD! I...I K-KILLED 'IM!"

Now it was Donnie's turn to have a hard time breathing. He looked down to Raph's empty, trembling hands and back to Leo and Mikey who were now gap-mouthed and terrified out of their minds, then back to Raph's hands. Donnie had to close his eyes and concentrate on his breathing for just a brief moment. Donatello then grasped the sides of Raph's lowered head and brought it up to stare into his golden, petrified eyes.

"Raph, listen to me. Leo's fine."

Donnie pointed at Leo which caused Raph to follow the direction of his finger. Leo was staring into Raph's golden orbs as he drops his hands from his middle and hang to his sides. Raph begins to gingerly get to his feet and start his journey to his older brother. Every part of Raph's body hurt, especially his head. Him running his fastest all the way downstairs to get to Donatello, only made the pain in his head increase dramatically. Raph refused to take his eyes off Leo as Once Raphael finally reached his supposedly dead brother, and didn't even hesitate to reach out and touch Leo. Leonardo gazed wide-eyed at his distraught little brother as Raph ran his hands on his face.

"Raph, how long has Leo been dead to you?"

Mikey asks as he began to reach out to Raph, but was soon stopped by Donnie's hand placed gently on his shoulder and shaking his head. An ear-popping silence was spread across the living room, yet was quickly broken by the agonizing sound of Raphael's broken, yet crazy sounding laughter.

"No~No, this a'int rea'. I...I killed you...'M...so..sorry, Leo."

Leo instantly wrapped his arms around his little brothers laughing form

"No, Raphie. I..I'm right hear. You haven't done anything wrong, Raph. i'm right hear."

What the shell was happening to his hot-tempered, little brother? First Raph though Leo would even DARE lay a finger on him with his swords on PURPOSE, to brutally injure him. And now Raph is thinking he killed Leo. The thoughts practically made Leo want to stab himself in his own gut. How could he have missed so much out of his now obviously ill little brother. Leo tightened his grip the more he thought about it.

"I'm right here, Raphael."

Raphael then began to laugh even harder after hearing Leo's voice.

"This...this a'int real. Your dead, its all my fault...Your dead!"

Raph was now backing up out of Leo's loosening grip and clutching his head as tears fell harder from his wide-open eyes and his laughter only came in harder.

*You've gone crazy*

The mocking voice of a child filled his head as he laughed harder and darkness began to engulf his vision. The last Raph heard where the horrifying sound of his brothers screams and pleads and the slow, melody of a childs mocking voice and echoing laughter before he fell unconscious.

*Yoou've goone crrraaazzzyyy*

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

WHEW! What a mission!

Any-who, Hope you AMAZING people enjoyed zis chapter! And don'cha worry, there shall be more to come.

BTW! Which is better to you? A Lamborghini or Mercedez Benz!?

Oh and to be EXTREMELY honest witcha guys, i've never written a story in my life. I'm actually an artist and I can't write to save my life! :D but its whateva.

Read & Review people cause dis story's fer you. :)