"Death is not the end for you. I have seen to it. For eternity, you are mine!" Cho'Gath, the Terror of the Void.
It was the worst thing Leo had ever seen in his life. The convulsing body of his little brother. Screams erupting from his throat. Screams of pure agony. He was hurting, he was hurting so much and it was all his fault.
He was in his cell again. Locked away. This time it was another room. This one was more comfortable. The room was warmer than the previous one. The floor wasn't as cold and hard but there was some kind of soft material on the ground. The room was well-lit and there were pillows stacked in the corner. It was a trick. Leo knew it from the beginning.
He was going to take them out of here. First letting them enjoy this room and after that hurting them again, putting them in the cold cell again. Leo's hands were over his ears, trying to block out the constant screams of Donnie. He lost count of the hours. Maybe 4, maybe 5 but he knew it was long. All this time he was hurting, being electrocuted. And it was all his fault.
But he knew he was still hurting. He had thought he would stop after a few seconds but that soon turned into minutes and that soon turned into hours.
Leo was always the most into meditation. And if it wasn't for this he wouldn't have been able to block out Donnie's screams. But he knew he was still screaming. Every time he glanced over to Raph he saw his twisted face. Full of grief and hurt. He could hear Donnie's screams. His constant screaming. His body was still shaking. It had been shaking ever since they were taken back in this room.
Raph hasn't spoken to Leo ever since he made that decision. Raph felt so much hatred towards Leo. He couldn't believe he choose him over Donnie. But somehow he knew. He was angry, he was so angry for Leo choosing Donnie instead of him. But at the same time he wasn't. He wanted to forgive Leo because technically he didn't do anything wrong.
But hearing Donnie's constant screams reminded him. It reminded him that Leo choose him over Donnie. That Leo was the reason for Donnie's pain. And he knew, he really knew it wasn't his fault actually. He knew he didn't have a choice. It was him or Donnie, he just wished he could've taken the pain. He didn't care if his body was weak already. He didn't care if he could die in the process, he wanted to take his pain away.
All sense of time was gone, has it been days? Hours? Minutes? He just knew it was over when Donnie's screaming stopped. He knew Donnie's torturing was finally over and he was relieved but scared at the same time. The memories kept flashing in front of him. Donnie's convulsing body before Leo and he were taken to this room. His screams and his face which was full of pain.
Leo's hands were still on top of his ears, unknown it has already stopped. "Leo?" Raph cracked and looked over to Leo. He wasn't responding, trying to block out Donnie's screams. But the only reason he was able to was it wasn't that loud. So Raph did was he could and raised his voice slightly. "Leo!" he screamed again.
This seemed to snap Leo out of his meditation and he looked over to Raph. "It's over" Raph stated, his voice more soothing that before. Leo wasn't responding and all the hatred Raph had felt suddenly disappeared. His eyes were so dull and empty. And Raph knew Leo was suffering. Just as bad as he was. Maybe even more.
No, he knew he was suffering even more. He had to choose. Something Raph could never do. He could never favor one of his brothers. And Leo had to. He had to favor one and he did. And this was something he would always remember.
He knew how he felt when Leo fell down the elevator and was captured afterwards. He knew the guilt he had felt right then and there. He was still feeling guilty, even if he would never admit it. Leo was fine. He wasn't hurt, none of them were but he was still feeling guilty.
And he knew Leo must be feeling the same way. But this time it was different. Donnie was hurting bad, and it was his fault. It was all Leo's fault. But at the same time, it wasn't.
"It's not yer fault Leo." Raph whispered and scrawled over to Leo and wrapped his arms around Leo's body. Leo's body was tense and he was shaking too. "It's all over" He soothed and tightened his grip on his older brother. Leo immediately responded by burying his face in Raph's neck and cried. He actually cried. Right in front of his brother.
Raph was taken aback by this. Leo rarely cried. And if he did he never showed them. Leo was devastated by the whole situation. By the whole decision.
"I hurt him" Leo sobbed in Raph's shoulder.
"it's not yer fault. It was Nighwatch. It stopped Leo. He ain't screaming anymore" Raph coed and rubbed Leo's shell. Raph was still cuffed. A single shackle on his right wrist to prevent him from escaping. But he was free to move around, he just couldn't leave the room or attack Nighwatch or anyone else again. He knew there were more people working here.
Although he had only seen one. A large muscular man with black curly hair. They had spoken in an unknown language before he had left again. Right after that they were taken.
"Someone's coming" They both stiffened and listened. There weren't footsteps but someone was coming. A certain presence was approaching them. Most likely it was Nighwatch.
"How touching" Nighwatch smirked when the door was opened. Leo and Raph immediately jerked up.
"Where's ma little brother! You better not hurt him" Raph growled. He wanted to know how Donnie was doing. He wanted to know how Mikey was doing. He wanted nothing more than to get out of here.
"He's in the next room. You can see him if you want" Nighwatch offered and duplicated himself again.
"But?" Leo frowned with a shaky voice. He knew it had to be some kind of trick. He wasn't going to give Donnie up for nothing. Nighwatch began to laugh and Raph instantly wrapped his arms tighter around Leo's body.
"You have to choose again dear Leonardo" He laughed. Leo tensed again. He was going to choose again. He couldn't choose. Not again. He couldn't hurt one of his brothers again. Raph was still hurt, Donnie was hurt. Mikey was who knows where. He didn't want to choose. He wanted to go home, with his brothers. Unharmed and safe.
"Your youngest 'brother' Michelangelo, you want to see him right?" Nighwatch smirked. Both head's shot up at the mentioning of their little brother.
"I'll offer you a choice. You can see Michelangelo but then Donatello will stay in his room. And will earn the same treatment as before. Or you can choose to see Donatello" Nighwatch spoke. Leo's eyes widened again and he froze. He had to choose again between his brothers. He started to tremble in Raph's arms and started to sob.
Raph pinched him slightly to assure him and looked him in the eyes. They didn't need words to communicate this time. I know you will make the right decision oniichan.
Leo nodded shortly. He had to think this through. If he choose to see Donnie he wasn't hurt but Mikey would still be alone. But if he choose to see Mikey, Donnie would be hurt again. Before he even knew it he had opened his mouth.
"I want to see Donnie" He whispered. How much he wanted to see Mikey, he couldn't. Donnie was already hurting, and he doubted his body could take another shock.
"Wise choice, Donatello will be brought in any minute" Nighwatch spoke and sent his duplicate away. "However I never said anything about not hurting Michelangelo" He showed them a small device, some kind of speaker and pressed the play button. The room was immediately filled with an ice-cold scream. It was full of pain and agony.
They instantly knew who it was, it was Mikey. He had done it again. Mikey was hurting and it was his fault. He had made the wrong choice. He favored again. And because of this Mikey had to suffer. Leo felt himself twirling and pushed himself out of Raph's grip. Little did he know this was already recorded several minutes ago, even before he had made the decision.
The icy screams of pain continued and Leo curled himself up. I'm so sorry Mikey.
He was shaking, he was shaking so badly. Never in his life he had felt so terrified. His whole body was shaking. Like his shell could fall off any second. His left arm was firmly strapped onto a table. With thick leather straps around his shoulder, elbow and wrist. Whatever Thorn was going to do wasn't going to be nice. And it had something to do with his arm.
His arm was twisted in suck a way his upper arm was facing the ceiling. His other wrist was firmly shackled so he couldn't reach his strapped arm.
There was a large chimney at the end of the room. Thorn stood in front of it. Poking an iron pole in the flames. He knew what was coming. He already knew it, he wasn't dumb. He had seen many documentaries, mostly because of Donnie, but he had seen them.
About the history of a certain company, the VOC. Or the Dutch East India Company. They brought in slaves from Africa and transported them to America. They were being branded with the VOC mark. So they would be recognized as slaves. *
"Are you ready pet?" Thorn snickered and walked over to Mikey's shivering form. The iron pole in his hand. The end was practically glowing orange from the intense heat and he knew this was going to hurt. "I'm going to record this for your brothers if you don't mind"
A recording device was placed on the same table. He was going to record this! He shut his mouth. He wouldn't scream. How much it would hurt he couldn't let his brothers hear it. They were going to hear his screams. He wasn't weak. He wouldn't scream. No matter how much it would hurt.
The iron pole was hovering above his upper-arm. It was huge! It was almost covering his whole upper-arm. It was some kind of round symbol. 2 dragons were in the middle of the circle and there was some kind of detailed tree in the middle. He had seen this symbol so many times. It was everywhere in the house. Even in this room.
"Like it? It is our symbol. You belong to us now" He stated and pressed the hot blade against Mikey's upper-arm. He never felt so much pain. His whole arm was on fire. Hot pain was spreading among his body. It hurt, it hurt so much. And he did it, he screamed. He screamed as hard as he could.
The hot iron pressing hard against his skin. Steam was forming around his burned skin. It burned. It burned so badly. His screams echoed through the whole hall. And the worse of all: his brothers were going to hear it.
*Believe me, I'm not trying to make my country look bad or anything xD
For the ones who want to know how Nighwatch looks like: Search for Nocturne the Eternal Nightmare. Go to the league of legends wiki page and click on Background. On the right you see him. Without the blades and his eyes are supposed to be red.
Also if you want to check out the symbol go to my Deviantart page: Athese1