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The past… something I see in my dreams very often.
A world overthrown by the enemy, people in fear, death of many, but then 4 men came and made a powerful tool, a way that NO one will ever have to go through what they did.
But the youngest saw something.. The return of the enemy in the far future. The youngest knew that the 4 of them were the only one who could stop them, so they made a plan… the youngest would send their soul to the future, leaving their bodies to rot in the present.
The youngest began the process… a feeling overwhelmed their senses, a warm, tingly feeling, a feeling of fear yet calmness. They start to disintegrate, I can feel the pain and heartache they’re going through.
….Then I wake up.
“Uuuggghhh.” I say knowing I will never see what happens in the end.
Then realize I'm on the floor.
“Damn it, I passed out again!” I mumble.
Must have overdone it with training…. Again!
Luckily I still had my prosthetic arms on so getting up was easier than normal. “Grunts… SHIT!!” I say as I fell on my shell.
“Nope they’re dead.. AH whatever i wasn’t going to use them!”
I use my ninpo to get them off and just summon arms using the ninpo. Sure they’re bad for me but I couldn’t give two shits.
I finally get up and I walk past my mirror, covered up with a sheet.
I moved the sheet only to see.. Well of course my face. My old, tired face… the greys in my hair reminding me of what happened.. The… incident.
I shake my head and continue walking.
“Aww did someone go to bed late last night?” Raph said in a teasing voice.
“Huh what do you mean, it’s not that late?” I say, confused.
“....Mikey it’s 9 pm.” Raph said, worried.
“Oh shit for real?” i said, not surprised
“First off, language!! Second, you’ve been sleeping REALLY late. I'm worried about you, Ange..” Raph said.
I don't understand why it’s not like it's the first time I've been doing this. Sure I haven’t been my bubbly self but it's been years since i saw that mikey…
“Don’t be..” I said, smiling to get Raph off my back.
Raph was about to say something but got cut off by-
“WHAT'S UPPPPPPPP MI HERMONOS !!!”
Leo.
“HEYYY MICHAEL, WHATCHU MAKING” Leo said.
“What do you want?” I say while putting on my apron.
To be honest i don't want to cook but i know damn well leo won't eat unless i make something. He's a 20 year old baby.
“Hmmmm i want an omelet, you know like you used to make it!” Leo said.
I shake my head and start making the damn omelet. “How you used to make it” what is that supposed to mean?
Whatever, I'm thinking too much about it.
“Hey Agne! Um where are your prosthetics at?” Raph said.
“They’re dead.” i said
“MIKEY! You haven’t been charging them?”
“ I have been BUT I was using them the other night.”
“And why were you?”
“I was….training”
“TRAINING??!?!?”
“If i may chime in-” leo said before Raph cut him off
“Shut it leo! Mikey, you know you shouldn’t train by yourself.” Raph said.
“I WAS BEING SAFE! GOD YOU ACT LIKE I’M FUCKING FOURTEEN STILL!“ I said yelled.
“Look at you Mikey, you’re- you’re over using your ninpo, you haven’t been taking care of yourself and you keep hiding things from us!” Raph said.
"Yeah Mike, remember what baron said?” leo said
“OH SINCE WHEN DID YOU TAKE SIDES WITH BARON? YOU HATE HIM!” I said
“WHEN IT COMES TO THE SAFETY OF MY BROTHER! “ Leo yelled
“OH YEAH “THE SAFETY OF MY BROTHER” IS THAT WHAT YOU SAID WHEN YOU LEFT ME, RAPH AND DONNIE WHEN WE NEEDED YOU THE MOST AFTER THE MOST TRAUMATIC MOMENT OF OUR FUCKING LIVES” I said.
Leo just stopped.. He was shaking, almost as if he was cold.
“Heavy breathing I have to go” I said after giving Leo his sad little omelet.
I ran, tears streaming down my face. Feeling as if I was about to burst at any moment.
Somehow I’m on the top side, I don't know how but I found an old ally and just sat there for a while.
“GET IT TOGETHER MAN!!” I said, still crying.
Why did I say that old Mikey wouldn't have.. None of my brothers wouldn't… even Donnie wouldn’t.
“What happened to us?” A voice said. Familiar, yet not.
“What the fuck do you mean what happened to us?” I said, my voice still shaky from crying.
Then someone formed in front of me.. My old self. Standing there judging me.
“LOOK AT YOU! YOU’RE NOT DOING THE ONE THING YOU WERE GOOD AT! LOOK AT YOU! YOU’RE YELLING AT YOUR BROTHERS INSTEAD OF HELPING THEM !! GOOD GOD WHY ARE YOU EVEN STILL HERE-” my past stuff said before i yelled.
“I DON’T FUCKING KNOW!”
It happened, I snapped releasing all the pent up ninpo inside of myself. A shockwave released, cutting New York's entire energy.
“shit-”