Dream of me again
Warning(s): language
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Without any form of hesitation, Leonardo lunged quickly for his brother, yanking the Sai from Raphael's arm, and holding him down. Raphael began thrashing around violently as pressure was suddenly put on his body. His heart rate sped up dangerously as the red masked turtle clawed at his big brother's face in unmasked fear.
"STOP IT! GET THE F**K OFF OF ME! PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Leonardo yanked Raphael's body up and held his head tightly in the crook of his neck, covering Raphael's mouth with his hand so that his screams were muffled, and ignoring the stinging that came from where his baby brother had clawed at him.
"DONNIE! MIKEY! GUYS, PLEASE! WAKE UP!"
In no time at all, both youngest's were at their leaders side, almost seeming like they had come out of mid air.
"Master Splinter, Donnie, Mikey, hold him down! Quickly!"
All three did as said, and held the even more violently thrashing Raphael down.
Leonardo quickly smashed down a pressure point in his brothers neck, knocking the immediate eldest cold fast.
All was silent. Only the calm dripping of the sewer pipes remained. Master Splinter gingerly picked up his pale emerald son, shock still ensuing through his veins.
Donatello and Michelangelo both stared after their father, the giant rat disappearing, with his unconscious son, into his quarters. Leonardo on the other hand, was pissed. He couldn't believe this was happening. What the hell could have happened that caused
his baby brother to go absolutely insane?
The eldest smoothly stood from his kneeling position on the floor, his head facing the floor and his eyes unseeing. Michelangelo stared concerned at his eldest.
Leonardo had always suffered from a serious anxiety disorder, and the youngest just wanted to be sure his brother wouldn't flip his heart out.
Donatello had the same concern as he gazed at Leonardo in worry. His worry only increasing once he saw the turtle in blue stop, and noticed his breathing increasing quickly. The immediate youngest stood carefully, and gingerly made his way over to his severely tensed up brother.
"Leo? Are you ok?"
Leonardo's entire body began to visibly shake, his breathing becoming fast and labored. Donatello and Michelangelo both already knew what that meant, and were quick to their brother's aid. The sea green turtle rushed and helped Leonardo to his knees, Donatello held the hand that was
Previously held against the leaders chest. Leonardo gasped deeply, his eyes enlarged as he tried to take in every bout of sweet oxygen.
"I d-d-don't know what to do? He's lost! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!"
"LEO! Breathe, Leo. Its ok. Breathe, big brother."
The forest green turtle was forced onto his shell, his gaze now up at his two youngest siblings and his breathing coming in fast pants. Michelangelo held each side of his brothers head, shushing him gently as he sweetly stroked Leonardo's cheeks. Donatello held Leonardo's hand on his own pulse
Gently telling the oldest comforting words.
"Its ok, Leo. Its ok..shhh...its ok."
For how fast the eldest went from ticked off to complete panic; was nothing shocking. It was something they all had to be prepared for it when their forest green brother had a panic attack.
The immediate youngest still held Leonardo's hand, staring at his closed lids as Michelangelo picked up their brother, and held him to his chest, still shushing him gently.
'I really do fear that Leo will have a heart attack if stress keeps piling on him like it is.'
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Candles were lit gently, illuminating the dark room with a calm glare of fire. Master Splinter held tightly to his sons trembling hand, the giant rat staring into his sons closed lids.
"What is happening to you my son? What is going on inside your mind? What is it we must do to remove your darkness a fears?"
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Many hours passed and Raphael still hadn't awoken. He had been taken into the infirmary, and put under intense modification. Many IVs were dug into his arms, wires were connected to his head, monitoring his brain activity, along with his heart.
Leonardo was FAR from stupid. He wasn't up there with Donatello's smarts, but he was quite close. The eldest sat next to his brothers bed, studying the straps holding Raphael down to the bed. Donatello had said something about how the straps would prevent the red masked turtle from hurting himself again.
The brother in blue then looked up to the brain monitor, sighing as he knew the results. It was the most advanced and modern piece of technology they had stolen from Baxter Stockman. The model was a XT56 2018 model for modern hospital technology. Yet, the readings on the screen showed not A THING was wrong with Raphael's brain.
The leader in blue glared at the now hated machine, tempted to get up and completely destroy it. That piece of shit was a liar. If it had the NERVE to sit there and tell him that there was nothing wrong with his baby brother, then it had no honor.
"Leo?"
Leonardo gasped in surprise, shooting his head towards the direction of the voice.
Michelangelo stood at the infirmary entrance, rubbing his eye, sleep evident in his entire frame. Leonardo stood, stretching the kinks out of his muscles before heading over to his youngest. Michelangelo's baby blue eyes shined brightly in the pitch room, the orange clad turtle staring contently at his eldest
Then to his other big brother.
"Leo, what are we gonna do? Raph has completely lost his mind. Its official. He's gone. And Donnie isn't sure if we can bring him back. What can we do?"
Leonardo lowered his eyes before placing his forehead on Michelangelo's shoulder, and wrapping his arms around him.
Instant connection shot through the youngest's heart as he clung back to his brother and dug his face in the crook of his neck.
"Its ok, Mikey. We'll make it through. We'll make it."
Darkness was all around him. Nothing could be seen. Not even his hand merely centimeters in front of his face. Hazed golden diamonds searched around the dark abyss like a wild animal, fear embedding every inch of his soul. Raphael had no idea why, but he was running. Running for his life.
And he knew something was chasing him. Knew many things were chasing him.
His heart beat was sped to a massive pace. His breathing coming in fast pants as he ran in the never ending darkness. Pain suddenly shot through, the emerald turtles heart, causing him to fall to his knees, gripping his chest in agony. There was noise all around him. Then...it went silent. Deathly silent.
Blood began to pour slowly from the red masked turtles ears, the pain of the silent affecting his ears.
A spot light suddenly sprang in the middle of the darkness. There was nothing. Just a light. Raphael stared flabbergasted at the sight, breathing deeply. The light then blinked and flickered, until it shut off. A horrid chill ran down the emerald turtles spine. Something was NOT right. The light stayed off for at least a minute, and there was still no sound.
The light then flicker on another time, but there was still nothing in the light.
The emerald turtle's beautiful hazed eyes were now wide, pure terror filled them to the brim. Raphael was now trembling with dread as the flight shut off, and he was again surrounded by darkness. But...the light flicked on once again, more times then the other two. And with every flicker, a figure was shown, until it was fully illuminated.
"O...oh..g-d."
An unnaturally tall man, his arms and legs long, and a huge blood smile stared back at him. Raphael slowly stood on his feet, the pain in his chest instantly forgotten, as the creature began to laugh menacingly. His huge blood smile, sharp teeth bared horribly as the figure simply stood and laughed.
As the demon laughed; loud, blood curdling screams sounded in every direction.
'No. Not the screamin'. Not the screamin'! Please, no!'
Raphael shot his hands up, clutching his head in intense agony. Every emotion he felt was pain. He was terrified. And the screaming only got louder, as if it was right next to his ear. G-d, it hurt so bad.
"Please. Stop it. Please, stop it! Stop the screaming."
That's when Raphael looked up at the figure, and wished he hadn't. It was now headed towards him, not even touching the floor as he levitated over to him in quick, static like blinks.
"No. No! NO!"
The figure then lunged for Raphael with a terrifying screech.
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Raphael's eyes shot open wide, his back arched, and he screamed murder.
My people. I decided to write another chapter of this story. This is a test chapter to see if anyone wants me to keep up at "Raphael's insanity".
Please review and tell me if you want to keep it up.