When Mikey woke up, it was really hard for him to breathe because there was gunk in his lungs which burned terribly and he was cold, so, so cold. It felt like he hadn't slept in days even though he clearly just opened his eyes.
He was confused, worried and a little scared. Where were his brothers? Was this a dream or was this real?
Sitting up slowly, he looked at the white all around him except the falling black flakes that started to grow from the ground, growing bigger and slowly crawling towards him.
'Helllllooooo...' they whispered, reaching towards him but he knew better then to sit around!
The youngest turtle jumped hesitantly into the air kicking the dead weed's arrows, swiftly within seconds he flipped four times into a corner, fists raised.
"Uhhh, sorry dudes but got to go!" Mikey yelled, feeling a wave of energy rise in him.
Sprinting at an incredible speed, he dodged the human-like weeds, jumping high into the air; feeling his breath across face and his heartbeat pounding hard within his body. He never felt so alive before!
When he felt gravity start to pull him down, he braced for impact and prepared a vicious attack. As soon as his feet touched the ground he side flipped kicking all those who were unfortunate with overwhelming force, his legs felt like feathers but hit like iron!
He triple punched his dark plant foes, back flipped, kicking the one in front of him into the wall with a crack! He lifted two others and threw them while flipping into the air with his legs kicking everything they hit to kingdom come.
Realizing there were no more, Mikey relaxed and crumpled to the floor feeling the rush of energy leave him. He could faintly hear voices in the distance but all he wanted was pizza dreams as he slept.
'That was fun' He thought merrily, letting sleep take him away.
Leo's P.O.V.
I never knew it could be this hard being a leader...it's been a whole year since my youngest brother became ill. He's been in a coma for almost a month now...and everyone is holding onto wires. Looking up to me now, more then ever. A dark fog has befallen our city of New York, the crime is worse, pollution is at a new high, poverty is ruling the city like a king.
Was the apocalypse so close? After everything we've been through...have we really lost our laughter? Our brightest hope?
Before I left the lair Mikey's heart stopped beating then sped up. Donnie told me that it happened often now but wasn't sure what it meant. He told me to relax a bit so I did what Raph would do, I left.
Now I stood above the city on the highest point of Lady Liberty, where the wind and the sharp blades of drops battered me; flowing down my disciplined body like blood. Internally, I felt like this storm: raging, furious, unstoppable with no ability to hope for rest.
No More.
The wind screamed at me, pushing me to the edge...
"NO MORE!" I screeched right back, letting my aching heart express itself to anything that would hear.
"WE HAVEN'T LOST HOPE! MICHELANGELO WILL GET BETTER!" with that declaration I jumped off Lady Liberty, soaring into the gray, wet unknown.
"I will return...wait for me, I haven't given up." I whispered into the wind, who seemed to be enraged as the force knocked the breath out of me as I landed into the water.
All was black for awhile, I wasn't even sure if I was even awake...but it feels so real. The gentle rocking of the warm waves, the quiet sounds of the water, which almost sounded like singing.
What was I doing?
'He looked down you know. It's your fault that he got away...I should kill you for this...I almost had him! With him I could have destroyed you with so much torture and agony! RUINED! Heh...heh heh...but since he did get away and woke up already, I'll just use you, the big fearless brother who thinks himself a perfect leader! HA!'
"Who are you?!" I said loudly, floating on the water in the dark.
'No one really, just a crazy man with a bone to pick from you turtles...and I have a perfect floating opportunity to do so! This time it won't be so funny...you see I perfected this dangerous virus to do what your brother guessed. To Rewrite...and destroy.'
"Why are you telling me this? I will find you and put you to justice for what you've done to my family!"
'Really..? Really? That's all you have to say? Fine, but this was your only chance to swim away, you disgusting creature of the shadows!'
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" I shouted angerly, looking everywhere frantically. Where was the voice coming from?!
All of a sudden I felt a surge of shocking pain, "URRAGGGHHHH!" I cried out, looking at the spear in my arm, blood blending in the salt water and the acid rain.
'Got you Leonardo...don't worry. You'll die later by your own hands, this was just the push you needed to kill your family and friends, even your allies! Isn't it great? All you have to fear now is yourself...and your bloody swords.'
I finally recognized the voice, 'I know who did this...but God, please let me die before I am used as a pawn!' I thought as the virus entered my veins, intruding into my mind...I could feel the poison!
In seconds as a reply, a giant wave smashed into the blue masked turtle and swept him away.
Back at the lair...
"What do you mean Fearless is gone?! Doesn't he know Mikey is better?" Raph growled in fustration, he'd been looking for the oldest brother but didn't find him. Raph had discovered that Mikey was better and fully awake when Don went on his coffee break. In excitement he yelled for everyone to come see the miracle, but the only one missing was Leonardo.
"I only told him to take a short walk to help him relax a little, I didn't know he was going on a field trip!" Donnie huffed in annoyance as he finished his little brother's check up. Everything looked great, even his blood cells were normal again!
"Field trip? and he didn't take me?" Mikey pouted as he munched hungrily on a small slice of pizza.
"Oh Mikey..." Donatello sighed but smiled a little, it felt like ages since everything was back to the ordinary...well almost, but Mikey back in order sure lifted their spirits.
"What? Dudes, I feel like...amazing right now. Thanks for everything pretty ladies!" The orange masked turtle said cheerfully and winked at Raphael.
"Don't call us 'pretty ladies or anything else except our names! I've put up with being a bunny, a bear and some other stuff-" Raph stopped mid sentence as he looked at the bleeding, soaked turtle in the doorway.
"Shell Leo, what happened to ya?! Who did this?!" Raph roared as he stepped closer to his brother who held up a hand for him to stop.
"Don't come near me, just kill me...wait why did I come here? I should have just-" Leonardo fell to the floor, grabbing at his arm and head viciously. "STOP! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" he yelled in pain.
"LEO?! What's wrong?! Who's in your head?!" Raphael said, unsure of what to do other then pinning his brother's hands down.
"Hold him still Raph, I'm going to put him into a medically induced coma!" Donnie said quickly, grabbing a syringe from a drawer and stabbing his brother with masterful precision.
"NO! No..." Whimpered the leader in blue as the medicine started to take effect immediately, "I don't want to kill you...not after Mikey just got better...KILL ME...and make Bishop pay...before...before..." the sentence trailed into mumbles so quiet no one could hear what he was saying but dread filled them all.
Bishop was back, got to their oldest and youngest brother to...who knows what.
"Is this real..? Or...is this another nightmare?" Their youngest asked fearfully, not able to believe what had just happened after coming back from his illness.
"This is reality Mikey, but don't worry...if you survived then Leo will pull thorough too and better yet..." Don stopped and looked into Raphael's eyes and both brothers held fury within them.
"We know who's shell to kick for this!" Raphael spat as he cracked his knuckles...as a sing song voice spoke up from the floor.
"Flap, flap, flappy bird! Ain't nobody got time for that...pass the Mike' and cheeze...geez...where's my toe..? It's on Raph's pretty lady face..." Leo snored softly, "Don't just stand there, Daisy Don...I...need pizza...Neeeddd...zzzza."