"MIKEY! Stop this right now or so help me-"
"Or WHAT Leo, will you tattle-tale on me like when he were kids? Will you tell Old man Splinter that I have been in trouble and having been following 'the way of the ninja'? News flash Blue Boy – I'm NOT a kid." The orange masked turtle sneered, putting emphasis in every meaningful word.
Leo gritted his teeth, anger radiating from his eyes.
"Don't you DARE talk that way about Sensei, OUR FATHER!" He snapped, clenching his katana blades so hard that his fists turned white.
"Oh don't you start being the prodigal son, the disciplined favourite and the most important who acts like he can keep the team together. Well look at was has happened O'Leonardo, looks like the group has fallen apart! Some brother you are." He scoffed.
"I am NOT THE FAVOURITE AND YOU KNOW IT! You know that is not how Master Splinter works-"
"Oh as-if Leo, wake up already! I already have!"
"Or maybe you are as blind as the time-"
"Oh, right! I almost forgot! The time when you saved us from those Mushrooms! The time when we were all blind with fear and the time when you stepped up as the leader you were born to be!
Oh, and let us not forget that time that I was captured by Bradford and you saved me. Or that time when Kraang Prime was going to pummel me and you sacrificed yourself to save us or that time when we were all captured by the Creep at which point you were BARELY ABLE TO WALK!
And let us not forget that time when we were poisoned and you came to save us. You used the healing mantra even though you had never used it before and you made Sensei SOOOO proud. Just like him I suppose, the heir to lead what's left of the Hamato Clan, the one to be the greatest ninja and the one who MUST always be the one to save our buts just to PORVE THAT YOUR BETTER THAN-"
"Don't you dare! Please! Come home Mikey! It doesn't have to be this way!" He pleaded, whilst still trying to contain his anger.
'That isn't true! Surely he doesn't believe that … does he?'
"Too bad, Leonardo! It already is!"
"Stop acting like this Mikey!"
"Make me!"
"I won't let you hurt yourself and everyone around you! Can't you see the pain you have caused with your reckless decisions?!"
"I can see clearly! I admit, I might be a liar to say that you were NEVER there for me, but all of those times were just to prove that you are the better turtle! That you are better than me in every way, that you are perfect and that I am a no good-"
"STOP IT MIKEY, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THINK THAT I WOULD DO THAT!"
"Then what do you want me to think?"
"I want you to know I am always there for you-"
"Ha! As if."
"Just stop this, little brother!"
Mikey glowered at Leo, eyes darkening by the second before saying something that would slice through his older sibling …
"You're not my brother."
Mikey bolted awake.
Every time!
Every time he falls asleep, he has a memory or a nightmare!
They have been so bad that he would end up spending days awake till he would pass out from exhaustion or from the extreme cold!
It was freezing.
The temperature just kept dropping; he was at the point of where his green skin would turn blue.
Talking of skin, it was now torn and tattered! His skin on his arms was rubbed raw for warmth, he had lost so much blood and he was sure that the injections are going to give him an infection.
What's worse, is that New York had been invaded by electrical storms. They would at least strike five times a week as impossible as it seems! The waves would reach for his cell and small drops of sea water would rain down on his wounds and would cause him more pain than he already endures!
He couldn't believe he had said that!
To Leo … about Master Splinter … he had NEVER had those thoughts before!
NEVER!
He cursed himself before attempting to stand up on his week legs.
But he found himself on the ground.
He tried to get up again … and again … and again …
But after each attempt of getting his legs to cooperate, they would just buckle underneath him.
He scowled.
Then waited for his daily visit from the scientist.
… but it didn't come …
That's what confused him.
Usually when he woke up, the psychopath would come down, to cause him more pain instantly.
That was how it worked.
Then, he heard a scream.
A blood-curdling scream that shook every nerve inside of him!
"NOOOOO!" It was then he realised after burying his head into his tightly-held knees, trying to block out the sound, that it was all in his head …
The jabs …
The injections they previously gave him … they were messing with his mind …
They were bringing his memories back quickly … they were trying to overwhelm him …
But then he felt like he was on fire!
He cried out, feeling like his plastron was being ripped apart even though it wasn't.
Then he heard the shouts upstairs, the distant echoes of yells of anger and distress … but Mikey couldn't think of that right now …
He was more focused on stopping the memory from entering his brain … but he failed …
"MIKEY!" The enraged yell of his older brother brought him back from his day-dream.
He was glowering over the city, the city he grew under, the city that would never give him or mutants a home … except for Muck Man …
"What!" He snapped, not even bothering turning to face Raph.
Despite this, he knew that his hot-headed brother wasn't standing alone …
"Don't use that tone, Michelangelo!" Leo's stern voice boomed, but Mikey didn't flinch …
He was not afraid of ANYTHING ANYMORE!
"Mikey …" Donnie's soft, concerned voice was the one that caught his attention though.
Why was he sounding like that?
Shouldn't he be angry at him for turning his back on his family?
"Just. Leave!" He growled.
"NO!" Raph snapped.
"Just … just hear me out … PLEASEMikey! All I want is a small conversation and NOT an argument." Donnie began, glancing at his two older brothers to know that the youngest wasn't the only one he was talking to.
"Better make it quick." He replied in the form of a grunt.
"Mikey … I'm sorry! I'm SO SORRY! We never meant to make you feel like the way you have been for who knows how long! But you can't let this be the thing that-"
"That WHAT Donnie, that makes me see clearly?!" Mikey interrupts.
"Just let him speak you-"Raph began.
"-NO! You have had years to speak to me, but you never even asked did you?!"
"It's because you never even told us! How were we supposed to know if you never even gave hints about it?" Raph exclaims.
Mikey grits his teeth, clenches his fists and glowers at his three older "brothers". A feeling rushed over him … a feeling that he couldn't explain at the time … a feeling that made him want to give his brothers a warning … a sudden urge to want to protect them!
"Get. Away. Now!" He growls.
That was when, momentarily, they froze.
Their eyes full of … of what? Horror? Disbelief? Their eyes were wide, the anger had washed away and … and … they looked generally scared.
For themselves? For Mikey? The youngest didn't know and after the moment ran away, he didn't care.
When they didn't attempt to go, that was when he attacked!
Mikey cried out in pain and fell to his hands and knees. He (unconsciously) ripped the cloth shielding his eyes away and attempted to open them.
When he eventually managed to do so, but he still couldn't see … well, properly anyway.
His vision was like static on a TV, an ear-piercing sound began ringing as tears poured out of his eyes.
He choked back on his sobs, but then cried out when white hot pain clawed at his mind. He threw his hands up to hold his head, acting like it would be torn off if not –
"AHHHH!" He screamed, falling backwards, feeling like something stabbed his heart.
Mikey fell flat on his shell but curled up on his side – eyes close, tears of pain drooling down his grime-covered cheeks; knees up to his plastron with his head gripped in his hands.
He was trembling uncontrollably – due to the cold or pain, Mikey couldn't tell, but it didn't matter.
He was already falling under a memory …
YYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY I LOVE WRITING THIS STORY!
I wanted to write more, but I thought that I should at least let you wait longer XD ;-O
I am sure you have figured out that some of the short snippets of quotes that I have bolded have been from his first/previous dream where he heard his brothers.
There are at least two quotes left:
"It's not your fault it … it never was just … just please! I know-!"
"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-!"
Anyway thanks for reviewing!
MarshMellowMania Out!