"Are you crazy? What the shell do you think you are doing?!"Raph yelled, both Sai's clenched in his fists.
"What does it look like I am doing, Raph?! I thought you were SMARTER than ME!" Mikey snapped, poised in a position which is shouting that he is prepared to attack.
"WHY are you doing this?! HUH?! What happened to you?!" He exclaimed.
Mikey knew he was angry, but he couldn't help but pick out a hint of desperation in his tone. He saw Raph was trembling, shaking, he was pale … almost close to the colour of a grape … must have been the poison …
He almost felt concerned … but then he remembered … he remembered what he was doing, why he was doing it and why his brothers deserved what was coming!
They need to PAY!
"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?! YOU, DONNIE AND LEO have ALWAYS treated me like the 'runt of the litter'; you have treated me like I am DUMB AND NAÏVE TO THE TEAM! And maybe you were right to do so … but you had … HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT FEELS AND YOU WILL NEVER KNOW!" Mikey bellowed, unwanted tears welling up in his eyes.
Raph saw this and for a moment, he saw his baby brother, before …
But Raph still didn't know why he was acting like this … what provoked him … his once baby blue eyes were as dark as storm clouds and you could barely see his freckles anymore …
Suddenly, he found himself ten thousand feet underneath his anger.
"No … no, don't you dare pin this on me … on US! It's NOT OUR FAULT-"
"OF COURSE IT IS RAPHAEL!" Raph felt like he had been punched in the gut …
Did he just … call him by his full name …?
Only Sensei and Slash called him that … Leo and Donnie would when they were enraged with him but … Mikey … he would never call him that … even when serious!
Something was seriously wrong … Mikey … he looked deeply hurt, he looked SO ANGRY … worse than Raph ever was!
"Stop playing games Mikey-"
"This isn't a game Raph!"
"Just STOP ACTING LIKE THIS!"
"NO, AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"I'm sure I can if I knock some sense into YOU!"
Mikey snarled, gripped his nunchakus and hissed "Go on then."
That tone he used, it sliced right through Raph …
It was dark … full of pure hatred and pain … Raph couldn't stand it …
When he didn't dare move, Mikey leapt forward and attacked …
"AHHHH!" The freckled turtle screamed as he shot up from the cold, hard floor.
He waited till his breathing slowed down …
And waited …
And waited …
When his heart finally calmed, he slouched back against the wall and lowered his head down at where his hands should be.
He clenched his hands into tight fists, making sure that he had at least one of his senses.
These, these were the hands he attacked his brothers with …
The hands that helped betray them, all because he was angry for them treating him like a baby.
And he was …
He had no problem with that …
He was the baby of the family … he didn't mind being addressed to as that …
WHY DID HE ATTACK THEM?!
"I see you are awake."
The sly, unnerving tone of the scientist he first met in this &^*#$¬ hell-hole!
"What do you want?" He growled, not even moving an inch.
Mikey was afraid.
Not just of the scientist, his situation, but of himself!
He didn't trust himself anymore, every minute of every day was a constant struggle to anchor his anger … and when he wasn't enraged, he was trying so desperately hard to hold back a sob!
Although he didn't actually feel either of the horrible emotions then, he was still terrified that if he even moved an inch, he would end up murdering his captors one by one!
"I was just coming to check on my FAVOURITE test subject." Mikey could imagine him with that cruel, ghastly smile on his face.
"I AM NOT A MONKEY, SO STOP TREATING ME LIKE ONE!" Mikey bellowed, breaking the nerve-racking silence.
"Hmmm, you know, you are SO much like your 'brother' … you have gained the red-masked one's temper and I am not sure if that is a good thing."
"You don't even have the RIGHT to talk about ANY of my brothers!" Mikey spat.
"HA! And YOU DO? YOU are the one who BETRAYED THEM! I was simply there to clean up the mess you left behind." He snarled. It felt like Mikey was being sliced in half …
He was right …
He doesn't have the right to even THINK about his brothers …
And suddenly, impossibly, Mikey felt more alone and more miserable and was coated in guilt like sugar powder on a Victoria Sponge.
He heard the screech of his cell door opening, the painful, ear-piercing screech!
The footsteps came closer and closer and closer, and Mikey felt like he was in a horror film!
The point when the main character hides behind the slatted Venetian doors of her closet, hearing the footsteps of a mysterious, murderous spirit lurking around her bedroom ever so slowly whilst she prayed and prayed that it would leave …
Then she saw the shadow looming above her … the heart-lurching footsteps had stopped and that was when she began wishing that her death would be instant … and painless!
Except that it wasn't a spirit, it wasn't going to kill him … well, maybe not until he had finished his research …
"If you dare move …" He began, paused for a moment, then-
"ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He cried … no, not even that, WAILED as a sharp, excruciating pain ripped through his shoulder!
He realised that the scientist had stabbed him in the arm with some sort of blade.
'HOW COULD I HAVE NOT HEARD IT BEING DRAWN FROM ITS SHEATH?!'
Mikey felt blood trickle down his plastron, but he knew it was the first few rain-drops before the storm.
He grunted as the blade was yanked out mercilessly and slid down the wall.
He began panting like a dog in the Sahara, his brain began to spin and … and … NO!
He felt like he was about to pass out … every time he lost consciousness, he would either be welcomed by a lost, horrifying memory of what he had done or a nightmare involving his brothers screaming at him and calling him a traitor and a horrible brother for-
He began to hyperventilate; he knew that this is what the scientist wanted … he wanted Mikey to SUFFER!
He didn't want to black out … he didn't want to see what he had done to his brothers … he didn't want to see their horrified faces … if he could!
"No, please … don't …" He whimpered, slipping in and out of consciousness.
"Oh, poor little turtle. Afraid of getting a nightmare," He mocked. Mikey wasn't offended. No matter how much he thought he didn't deserve to see them, he wanted his brothers!
He didn't want to feel alone, he wanted to have his big brothers and his father …
"You misunderstand why you are here, turtle. You are here to suffer for all the pain you have caused! Your family are horrified at what you had become and your friends are disgusted that they even knew you … well, disgusted seems like an understatement! You have shown them your true colours and I am only doing them a favour!"
Mikey began to shake, tremble.
His lip began to quiver, and for the first time EVER …
He wished that he was never born.
I know I know. I should update ADS.
But (like BB) I REALLY wanted to write a new chapter! I enjoy it so much so please forgive me! ...pretty please?
:-)
I might update this one next before ADS and I am SO SORRY ABOUT REVENGE!
The next chapter for it will be longer, I promise!
Thx again though.
If you spotted any mistakes (an I am sure there are) and if it annoys you, please tell me, ok?
MarshMellowMania Out! XD