Lost

Chpt. 10

"Leonardo, Leonardo..." he softly groaned to the sweet voice he recognized well but he couldn't seem to open his eyes.

"Leonardo, Leonardo, Leonardo..wake up you lazy boy," she said shoving him harder then planting a kiss on his cheek finally allowing his eyes to flutter open.

His eyes opened to an unrecognizable room, but a very familiar face practically shoved into his a devilish grin pasted over Karai's pretty face. Leonardo had to blink twice, not only was his dream girl wearing a kimono with her hair wound up into a bun reminding him of a geisha he was so fond of but he was in an elegant room in a traditional Japanese style to it for a second he actually thought he was back in the foot quarters in Japan. But something in him knew better.

"Where are we? How did we get here? What the hell happened?" Leonardo snapped and tilted his head to the soft laugh that escaped her mouth. She kissed him softly her hand softly running across his cheek.

"All will be answered soon, love, but for now you must be getting up," softly she stood from the elegant bed and strolled across the room to the door turning her head back to him with a sickening sweet smile,"Come, you mustn't keep your guests waiting."

Leonardo's eyes softly began blinking wondering what to think about this one. Softly he rose from the bed feeling like the energy was drained from him. Softly he collasped back into the bed, shutting his eyes lightly. Then stangely, when he opened them he felt refreshed as if he had just woken up after a thousand years.

...

As walked in the halls of the mansion it appeared, it felt like he stepped into one of his many dreams. Their were classy pictures hung perfectly across the walls, it was like stepping into the queen of England's castle everything was arranged perfectly, nothing was out of taste. It was the kind of class that he only dreamed about, he was awestruck to the seemingly never ending hallways, thousands of doors and winding stairways that seemed to just keep going. The only flaw to the place that Leo could place was all the mirrors hanging up were shattered.

I guess I'll never get to see how I look now,he laughed to himself stopping tilting his head to one of the not broken mirrors, staring deeply into him. He stuck his tongue out softly to it and it smirked at him making his eye brows go down in confusion.

"Is this all you do? Mess around?" his reflection scoffed he about passed out as watched a blue bandanna appear out of no where on his face. His fingers instantly began feeling his face, running across his eyes. His palm pressed against the reflection that simply smirked at him vanishing before his eyes, the glass then shattering before his eyes making them widen. He pulled his hand away from the newly shattered glass and stared at it, it was perfectly fine no faint traces of cuts or blood present and no glass was splashed across the ground.

"Am I crazy?" he whispered softly looking around the place once more. He had a bad feeling about this place, but he had nothing to back him up on his claim. It was all too perfect and he hadn't even seen the half of it yet.

A hand hit him on the arm making him real around, seeing the smiling face of Karai once more, softly she kissed him on the cheek.

"You are late, did you get lost love?" he couldn't find the words as she began dragging him down the stairs passing more broken mirrors then Leo ever thought possible, in the back of his mind he was trying to add up all the years he was going to have of bad luck for this one but knew it would be far passed a life time. His eyes hit the floor as Karai led him through another hall filled with portraits from every culture and couldn't help but notice the shattered glass on the floor with the disgraced filled eye of his reflection. As soon as he tried to get a closer look though, the glass vanished and only the red velvet carpet remained under his feet.

Curiouser and curiouser...he thought softly as the door swung open to an opulent ball room filled with people who all seemed to tremble with excitement at his presence and all knew his name but his mind still remained on his reflection's disgraced glare.

...

That night, the moon light filled the room and Karai snuggled closer to him then she had ever been. His mind was else where though, what world had he landed himself into? Did the pendant truly make all his deepest desires come true? But what was the price and where did his memories lie in this world of ever growing wonder. His mind was on the reflection once more trying to piece together what it meant, he liked the color blue but he never imagined himself wearing a mask like his brothers did, maybe it was because he got out of being a circus freak once and was not planning on going there again. As his eyes closed he felt blood tipple down upon his forehead making his body fling forward at the soft bounce of the mattress to find Kyo holding his head sitting in front of him.

"Hey.." he said softly making Leo blink twice and wonder why Karai wasn't stirring to this stranger on their bed.

"Hey..." he replied back watching his friend smile softly.

"It feels my restless soul with pride to know your about to die and you won't even realize it," swiftly he blinked taking a deep breath, but as soon as he opened them again he was gone leaving him more confused then ever.

Was he losing his mind? Is that what this world is, his insanity pulling him down into the abyss of his mind? What happened to the Purple Dragons? Did they kill him and this was the afterlife? His mind was reeling faster, softly he cradled his head with the palms of his hands, something wet made him shoot them away, a smeared blood droplet was painted across his hand and disappeared before he could look closer. There was no denying it now, he was insane.

...

He had never been to so many parties with actual class to them in his entire life or the parts he remembered at least and from what his brothers told him they weren't the type to throw partied like this with a blend of a Japanese tea house, a royal ball and a 1920's party. It was strange, he had never seen such a thing either, he adored Japanese tea houses and ever since his research had started he became fond quickly of royal balls and the 1920s style of life but he never thought he would see it so well blended in a party. Make that parties, it was like these people never left. He had been in this world of every growing curiosity for a week or at least he thought because the sun went down seven times and the moon rose the same number of times, but he couldn't be certain with this place.

His life was perfect, he was adored by every one he met, had a beautiful wife (or so she said, but the picture she shoved in his face the other day could have been fake) and anything he imagined could become real (from becoming a samurai to having the sky rain ice cream). He couldn't escape this place, so why fight it? He could have anything he wanted, but the thing he wanted most was always out of reach.

Karai's arms tightened around him and her lips met his. Making him sigh, he would be willing to give anything for her to show her usual spunk. Sure the sex was great but he missed her calling him an insolent filth of a turtle and their beautiful love hate relationship. This Karai always gave into what he wanted of her, she was like a big Barbie doll where as his Karai was a true warrior. He sighed again, his insanity was making him border then hell. The music stopped and he couldn't take it anymore.

"I wish to be alone for alittle while," he said softly to her kissing her hand softly making her smile.

"Of course, love," she whispered in his ear kissing him on the cheek then wandering away from him.

He sighed (he was forming a bad habit of that), he almost wished she would cheat on him at least then he could snarl he hates her and start a fight and not feel guilty about it. Softly he walked out the back door into the garden, the full moon was glistening in the background filling his path with luminated light. He sat down softly by the pond staring deeply into his reflection that stared back.

"Don't you realize yet that this is all a hoax?" it scoffed to him a smirk on his face making him sigh once more staring questionly at the mirror image of himself.

"A hoax for what? The PD drug me or something?" he snapped making his image shake his head in disbelief.

"Is this what I have become? I dimwitted slacker? Raphael was right, I am no longer the fearless leader he knew, I'm some what of a coward..." he snarled lowly at the reflection as it smirked wider and went on,"I run away from each of my problems, I don't remember my family so when they come and need me I push them aside to do what I selfishly want to do, I was used, so instead of staying and forcing answers out of the love of my life I flee to New York, and then you get captured and stupidly you perform a ritual you know the consequences for and are too stupid to realize your-"

Leonardo couldn't take his reflections mouth any longer, in desperation he chucked a rock into the spring, ripples splashing over his face drowing away the image. He sighed lowly pressing his palms against his face trying to calm himself down, he hated his reflection, no wonder all the mirrors were broken around this place.

...

He couldn't stand not understanding any longer. He paced around his room, Karai asleep in the bed. He wanted to shake her and shake her harder until she finally gave him answers, he was sick of that sweet smile and those words. He never thought he would hate words more then anything else in the world. You will find out soon, Love. He hated it, he was never one to have anger issues but when he was mad, he was sure he was worse then Hun and Raph put together. He didn't say anything when he crossed that bound he just went straight into violence. Everything was too damn perfect, nothing was out of bounds, he could scream at these people until he went hoarse and they would just smile sweetly and tell him he was right. He almost wanted to see his reflection, he was tolerable compared to those people at his parties and his wife.

He stormed out of the room then into the garden sinking down by the pond his reflection nonchalantly staring at his panicked stare.

"What is this place?" he groaned his reflection sighing softly shaking his head to him.

"I can't tell you, you must figure it out on your own for once," he said softly looking almost concerned,"But I can tell you none of this is real and the key to your past lies here, it is your only chance of undoing the curse you put upon yourself."

Leo had his head practically shoved in the water at this point but only far enough to where the water wouldn't ripple then whispered softly,"You must tell me, it is our only chance."

The image smiled softly looking into his eyes,"I will try my best to help you but you must be willing to trust me."

Softly he extended his hand for Leo to grab and just as softly Leo's fingers glazed into the water feeling his palm then feeling himself being plunged into the water.

...

tbc. immediately.