*climbs out of ground all zomie like* I'm ALIVE! I'm sorry for not uploading for so long, I fell out of the fandom, but I am BACK! There are sooo many episodes to catch up on, like when did they go to space!? But anyways, enjoy this chapter, while I work on writing the next one right now :). enjoy the chapter

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Raphael was walking down to his room, when he heard his little brother laughing oddly through his closed door. It sounded somewhat uncertain, but what got Raphs attention was how hysterical it seemed, even for Mikey. He carefully snuck up to the door so he could hear what was bothering his little brother better. What Michelangelo said next, scared him.
"Nice try deamon. I get your tactic now. You wanted to try and make me lose control by making me mad, no can do." Mikey kept chuckling, and Raph heard some paper rustling and hitting the wall beside the door softly. He wanted to burst into the room and demand who the heck this deamon was, but he stopped just before his hand reached the door. This time, the memory didn't seem to run away. When he went inside of Mikeys dream, he saw Mikey, but the creature said he wasn't him. The red clad turtle took a step back from the door. This was a creature that could control Mikey in his dreams...and it had the possibility of taking over while he was awake too. If the deamon could do that, he had to be careful and not let it know that he heard. Raphael needed to tell this to the one person who wouldn't overly freak out and tell everyone in the lair. Before Raphael left, he whispered something that no one could hear.
"I swear to you Mikey, this thing wont gain control over you."
-Michelangelo-
The orange turtle sighed loudly, crumpling the paper he was drawing on and threw it behind him. He took a quick glance at his clock, it was near 11 pm. He layer back on his bed, swinging his kusarigama in the air above him. He was uneasy, even with the voice gone. He didn't remember drifting off, but when he did notice he was nearly asleep, he sat up quickly, fear striking through him. He didn't want to sleep, not with Mikeranjero no Kage in his dreams. Once again, he sighed.
"What caused him to do this to me in the first place. I know it wasn't because of that Mutagen junk. This happened the night before I got the sword...did he affect Master Splinter? DID THIS DEAMON TERRORIZE MY FATHER!?" Anger that was bubbling in his chest threatened to come loose, and it took all he had not to shatter the blade. He stood up and walked to the middle of his room, where the sword lay on the ground. "Why aren't you talking Kage? I want an answer. Why did you start this when I got that sword. Why this weapon?" Not getting an answer made him even more angry. He scoffed, looking towards his door. "I guess I'll ask Master Splinter if-" A sharp pain rang through his head. The air around him grew in pressure, and he sunk to his knees, unable to breathe. The voice had returned, and it was trying a lot harder to gain control.
"Now now Mikey Wikey, that's no way to ruin the game~" The creature seemed to whisper in his ear, even though it wasn't even there. Mikey closed his eyes, unable to keep the world around him from spinning. The anger he was keeping bay started to hurt his chest. Kage continued. "I chose you for a certain reason Michelangelo. And your right, I wasn't a part of that mutagen, but I am not connected to the sword either. You probably wont figure it out anyways, if your as dumb as your brothers think."
"I know they think I'm dumb. But I also know that they care about me!" Mikey blurted out. Kage laughed.
"Care!? They've been grieving for you for over a year, and now that you aren't who you used to be-" Mikey cut him off, he was finding it harder to speak.
"I-I am still m-me."
"Heh, think what you want. Be defiant, it doesn't matter You'll give up soon. Just remember, your brothers can't do anything to help you, not even the mad one. They will never know, and you'll deal with me all alone. And I'll make sure every minute of your slumber is terrifying, I will break you beyond repair if it means gaining control. I'll keep torturing your mind until your nothing but a hallow husk, that will-" Mikey screamed, trying to get the voice to stop. His head felt as though it was splitting open, and he was sick of hearing Kage taunt him. Venom laced the next word he said.
"SHINU!" It was almost as though all of the energy in and around him disappeared. The pain and anger in him seemed to explode, making everything in his room fly towards the walls. The impact was so hard, even his metal bed frame broke against the wall. He gasped for breath, hyperventilating and unable to calm down. But even though he was having a panic attack, the voice was gone for now. His broken door was blasted open with fire, and the last thing he saw was his brothers and Master Splinter looking at him with worry...and...fear?
-Raphael-
I entered Master Splinters dojo. It didn't surprise me seeing Leo with him. I sighed, pointing to the door.
"Go to bed Leo, I need to tell Master Splinter something." Raph tried to sound like himself, but his voice cracked a little. It was obvious he wasn't alright. Leo didn't budge.
"Raph, you can tell me if something is bothering you bad enough to make you cry." Raphael took a sharp intake of breath. He didn't realize he was crying. He crossed his arms.
"No fearless. You'll go all mother hen. This is something needs to be secret." Leonardo sighed, getting up.
"Alright Raph, I'll trust you. But you'll tell me if whatever this is gets worse, alright?" Raph nodded, and stood still until he heard Leos door close. He walked up to Master Splinter who was already pouring tea for him.
"Tell me what's bothering you so much my son. Did something happen with your powers?" Raph shook his head, sitting down by his father.
"I just fear that your vision was...correct." Master Splinter nodded, he's been dreading the fact that his visions were never wrong. "I was heading to bed...when I heard Mikey laughing. Not his usual laugh either, it was almost hysterical. He was yelling at something he called a deamon, and that it wasn't going to control him. And this deamon doesn't have a physical form...It resides inside of Mikey. I didn't want to tell Donnie or Leo because they would have gone crazy with trying to fix the situation, and if the deamon knew that we realized its presence, it could probably take over Mikey." Splinter thought back to when the mutagen was spilled. A shadow entered his son then, could this be the cause of the deamon?
"My son, do not worry, the most we can do for Mikey for now is to be there for him, even though he wont know. I'm afraid we aren't equipped enough to battle something without a form. But I hope soon we will be." Splinter sighed, he never used Michelangelos nickname, and Raph noticed that.
"Your worried beyond belief, aren't you?" Raph asked. Before Splinter could nod, a scream rang through the lair, followed with a ton of loud bangs.
-Donatello-
Donnie gasped awake when a scream sounded. He was at his desk, his papers scattered all over. He stood up, half running and half tripping out of his dark lab to the hall where their rooms were. Raph was trying to force the door open, but it wouldn't budge. Usually Donnie would think about the situation and come up with a plan, but he didn't think. He pushed Raph out of the way and made a fireball big enough to blast the door down. When the door opened, he gasped. Mikey was kneeling in the middle of his floor, everything strewn around the walls, most of it broken. Mikey looked at them, tears in his eyes, which glowed completely red before fading back to blue. His pupils were slits, almost like a cats, and he fainted. Donnie couldn't help but look frightened, his little brother was not okay, even though he woke up from that coma. Donnie helped Raphael carry Mikey to the lair so they could set him down on the couch to rest.
It didn't take long for Mikey to start whimpering in his sleep. That's when Donnie had an idea. "Guys, I'm going to call April here." Leonardo looked at him, puzzled.
"Why are you calling April, she can't go inside his head to see what's...ohhh." He face palmed when he realized he forgot that April had powers. Raph chuckled at Leo being an idiot.
"Yeah, instead of going inside of his mind, maybe she can manipulate it so its not a nightmare anymore." Donnie continued, already texting the red haired kunoichi. It didn't take more than ten minutes until she was in the lair. Of course since it was the middle of the night, her hair was all over and she was still in pajamas.
"Hey guys." She yawned. "What exactly do you need me to do? Donnie wasn't making much sense in his texts." The purple turtle feigned being offended.
"I'm sorry, but I like to make things confusing and hard to understand." Then he got serious. "Mikey hasn't had a peaceful nights sleep since he got out of that coma, even though he pretends he has. Its pretty obvious he doesn't have that much energy anymore because of these nightmares. Raph tried to go in and solve the problem, but even he had to bail with how bad it was. I was wondering if you-" She finished the sentence for him.
"If I could manipulate his dream? Shouldn't be too hard, I've been practicing on my dad. Its fun seeing him wake up in the morning confused to why he dreamed about girly stuff." She walked over to Mikey, and put her hand on his head. She closed her eyes, to concentrate, but she pulled back quickly after only ten seconds. "Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh." Leo sighed.
"Your freaking out, how bad is it?" April held her head as though it was in pain.
"This is in no way a normal dream. I couldn't see what it was, but I could hear it. Mikey is fighting something, almost like an alternate self...one that is stronger than him."
-Raphael-
Raph couldn't take it anymore, he walked up to Mikey. "I'm going back in." Splinter looked at him worryingly.
"What is it you are planning to do Raphael?" He shrugged.
"I don't know, but I'm the only one who can help him. I'm the only one who can go in his head. As much as I hate it, he needs the help, especially if what April said was true." He bit his bottom lip. He was never a great liar, and Leo always knew when he was lying. He tried not to show any sign of it though, even though he knew that April was already right. He sat down beside his brother, and put his hand on his brothers head again. This time when he focused, it wasn't dark at first.
He was in a dark forest, the sound of swords clashing in the distance. Raph checked to make sure his weapons made it in with him this time. He snuck forward, seeing Mikey and a shadow with a yellow bandana fighting. They seemed pretty evenly matched, until Mikey slipped and fell, barely dodging a strike. The shadow laughed.
"Oh Mikey Wikey, I sense something familiar. OH! I can finally finish off my big bro~" He said in a sing song voice. Then it went dark as he disappeared inside of Michelangelo. "All I need is to control you." Mikey held his head, as though he was fighting something within him, until he suddenly stopped, a wicked grin appearing on his face. This made Raph more worried, the shadow was getting stronger, and Mikey was starting to loose control. His little brother stood up, eyes glowing red and his pupils slits. Raph started to back away, grabbing at his sai.
"You won't get away so easily big bro~" The creature breathed, "Just think of how fun it will be~" Raph didn't like this voice. It had an odd tone to it, almost like it literally loved to kill people.
"That's sick." He mumbled to himself. It didn't seem any better when it was his little brothers voice. The shadow moved his arm to the side, and the trees cleared, replaced by a battle arena. The ground and sky almost seemed to be painted on.
"Mikey Wikey sure likes to paint. He painted this place in his mind, I wonder why he never painted it on canvas. Oh well, not like he ever will. Now tell me Raphie what-"
"Don't you dare call me that!" Raphael cut off the creature. He lunged at it, but it dodged. He cut its arm though, but it almost looked real.
"How very brash of you Raphie. In case you didn't notice, any cut I take while controlling my little puppet, hurts him in real life. Just like if I cut you up. I wonder what their faces would look like if their brother mysteriously looses his head to my blade~" Raph made a fake gagging sound.
"You are insane. But tell me one thing. Why in your sick, sick mind are you doing this to Mikey." The thing laughed, swinging the black sword around absentmindedly. He took the chance and tackled the shadow, pinning it to the ground. But, it continued to laugh.
"Oh Raphie, I chose Mikey Wikey cause he's special. Y'know I just origionally thought lets get it over with, but its so fun to torture him. To see his pretty blue eyes fill with tears, to have him kill you guys in his sleep~. In fact, your my favorite Raphie, you figured it out so quickly. And lets just say I've fallen for you~" It laughed at its own joke. Then its voice got dark. "Now, time to cut this chatter. I have something that will kill you right off." Raph scoffed.
"And what will that be, deamon?" He was thrown off of the creature by an unseen force. It cut him across one eye, making it bleed profusely. It stood, almost as though it was unbalanced. It was laughing hysterically, and the sword split into two. The deamon lifted its head, and Raphael gasped. The eyes were sky blue.