Chapter 4
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Sorry, I finally updated because I am so HAPPY about my grades from my exams today!
It was a speaking assessment, so I had to spend a LOT of time remembering, so please forgive!
I was going to give you an update on Revenge, but I just couldn't think of a way to write it, so I thought I would update this one and try and think about the structure of Revenge and I cannot breathe …
Anyway, there might be a few mistakes in this, so please tell me so I can watch out for them next time.
I wonder what happened that night. If you have an idea, then please post it and I will see if you are right …
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"No … no, don't you dare …!"
"Are you crazy? What the shell do you think you are doing?!
"-please! PLEASE listen to me! Just LISTEN-"
"Just … just hear me out … PLEASE-!"
"I'm sorry! I'm SO SORRY!"
"It's not your fault it … it never was just … just please! I know-!"
"Don't you dare! Please! Come –!"
"Just r-r-remember … l-l-lis-listen! I kn-know you … you a-ar-are af-afraid b-but … you n-nee-need to tr-trust me-!"
"NOOOOO!"
The cry echoed through his mind, disturbing his dream …
He certainly didn't consider it a dream. If you wake up gasping for air with the terrified cry of a relative leaping up and down in your brain, haunting you, then would you call it a dream?
Mikey certainly wouldn't!
And guessing by the red marks on his limbs where the chains rubbed, he must have been twisting and turning in his sleep.
He had no idea how long he was there for … must have been over three weeks? He lost count after a fortnight.
But those voices, those voices those … those 'audio memories' … they were his brothers …
They sounded distressed! They sounded desperate, angry and … and terrified!
He hated it! He hated hearing his brothers sound like that! The reason he was cheery all the time was partly because he didn't want his brothers to act like that!
But why were they acting like that?
What were they going to say?
'What happened to me?'
'There must be something more to what I remembered before I was … I was in this mess.'
His shoulders were throbbing, he knew the … the 'scientists' were experimenting on him, injecting his with all kinds of horrible drugs that would somehow help with their research!
His head was spinning at top speed!
He raised his hand. He felt a soft but damp fabric hanging around his neck and then one chunky piece of cloth wrapped around his head, shielding his eyes!
Could it be that the cloth had caused his blindness … NO! It wasn't, cause he could barely open his eyes and they felt like they were melting into the back of his head!
He desperately wanted to open them, to know where he was but … but gravity was against his lids!
Suddenly, he felt the sound vibrations travel down the corridor.
They were fairly light; it was a totally different person.
It was a male, about five-foot seven and quite thin. He walked like he owned the building … but … there were also tiny pitter patters following closely behind him …
… they were … footsteps? But … there were quite a few of them … they almost seemed like … rats?
"I see you are … once again, awake from your 'little' tests." That voice! It sent shivers up his spine, it booms throughout the corridor, giving him a clear picture from the vibrations about his surroundings … if that makes sense.
It can't be!
But … but … that's impossible!
He can't be alive!
"Victor Falco … uhm … RAT KING! But … but-!"
"I see you remember me … how 'unfortunate' for you!" He said deviously.
"But … but … how? Sensei … he-"
"That foolish RAT! He may have tricked me, but nothing can kill Dr Victor Falco!"
The sound waves revealed that he was now directly facing the young turtle.
"After yourpathetic, weak master drove me over the edge; my rats pulled me inch by inch back to the surface! As before, pedestrians screamed as they saw me, lying on the ground, unable to move or interact with anyone! They treated me like dirt! But … I had a … let's say, 'little visit' from someone who shares my hatred for you … you freaks! A menace called, Oroku Saki; he promised me revenge! He promised me all the grand technology that anyone can provide, that my 'colleagues' would have a shared interest in having revenge against you!
He also promised me to be normal … well, as normal as I can look. He offered me a temporary face, a mask that hides the horror underneath! The only thing in return, was to help destroy you! Of course, I had nothing to do with your abduction; however, I did here some 'unfortunate' details about what happened to your … brothers-"
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?!" Mikey bellowed, fist clenched, teeth gritted!
"I did not do anything, young turtle! But I do not think you would like to know ... what happened that night."
Mikey was about to respond, but the distant echoes in his brain began to overpower the sounds from around him, and he had no choice but to listen!
"Mikey, NO! STOP IT! You don't know what you are doing?" Donnie stood in front of his youngest brother, both of them in defensive stances.
But Donnie, he had his hand out, as if … reaching out to the orange masked turtle.
"Then tell me, Don, do I look like I don't know what I am doing, huh?!" The freckled sibling snapped back, his brows were furrowed, his teeth were gritted, and anger was shining out of his eyes!
"Stop it Mikey, please! PLEASE listen to me! Just LISTEN!You can't let them get to you, you KNOW this is WRONG!"
"NO! You stop it Donnie! Just stop TALKING, stop being a KNOW-IT-ALL and STOP ACTING LIKE YOU WILL ALWAYS BE BETTER THAN ME!" Mikey yelled, before beginning to perform a roundhouse kick at his genius brother.
However, the movement began to increasingly slow down, and as his leg aimed to hit Donnie, a white flash covered his mind!
He gasped and fell backwards, expecting the support of the chains … but there wasn't.
He just fell, flat on his shell!
Victor Falco was in his cell, he had removed the chains during his … whatever it was!
He didn't sound afraid that he was directly in front of an angered mutant turtle, in fact, he was perfectly calm!
"I see you are beginning to … remember that night, am I right? I would think so; you should be having more memories … maybe that will explain your sudden attack against you relatives. Maybe it is understandable, or maybe it is … unforgivable! But, one thing I will tell you, is that you will suffer … tremendously!"
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