Another dark depressing chapter that i wanna cry while writing!! sorry its short... but mum gonna kill me if i stay on any longer!! ahhhh

Mikey's POV

It was dark. Looking through Takashi's mind. In some ways he understood me. I wanted to shout out, but at the same time I had to point to. I couldn't form a proper thought. I was here, but I wasn't. When he told the Shredder of the lair's location... I was angry... then I realised. Takashi was a lost soul. He wanted to breath. To feel the sun, that I-Michelangelo-danced in. I frowned as he struggled, to live. 

(Takashi!) I shouted out. Takashi straightened his back looking around. I smiled. (Dude up here,) I laughed. Takashi looked up, pulling his hood down. (Yeah try again.)

"Your in my head?" He frowned. 

(Well I could've done better, but you know) I shrugged. The realisation hit him. I smiled as he stumbled back.  

"You want your body back." Takashi clenched his fist. I don't really know it worked, but I could feel every movement he made. I was him, but I was gone. I laughed out. 

(No.) The words were too light. Takashi scrunched his face up. 

"Then..." His tongue stuck a little out his mouth. I had gotten to know him. This look, the one he used to try and grip reality. It killed me, honestly I wanted to crawl out of his head and slap everyone I knew, because everyone I knew hated the child. Second chances was something my family were strong believers in. So couldn't Takashi get his? "What do you want?"

(I want to help... I want... you to live...) I smiled. Takashi frowned. I felt his anger, confusion. 

"No one wants me to live... I'm a monster" I frowned. 

(To who? The... only one who says that is you...) I said slowly. Takashi shook his head. 

"Why does everyone keep pretending!!" Takashi yelled out, "For all I know your just  a just a voice in my head!" He collapsed on the ledge. The tears were rolling down. Fear. I understood the feeling of rejection. The one thing about me is I was the king of dealing with it. 

(That's all I am, but I care for you, I care for my brothers.) I whispered, pain was digging deeper in my skin. Memories rising up. Crying was something I needed. I needed my family, the wrap there arms around him. Promising everything to be ok. Sometimes lies were the most soothing thing we needed to hear. Your heart is screaming not to trust it, but your head is relaxing falling into it. Maybe that was just the person I was. A life of lies, not being able to hold the truth in my palm. Gas, over clouding my head, allowing me to fall into its arms. Takashi was frowning. He was trying to grip who I really was. What I was really planning. People had titled me, as the happy turtle. The one that nothing could scar me, the truth. The world scared me. Was it so wrong? What was so bad about my life? 

Takashi's POV 

Michelangelo. He was something that made no sense. I took his body, formed it into something I wanted, who I was. Yet he was so calm. The words he used, I care for you, I care for my brothers what about himself. I frowned, breathing in. I didn't know him, sure I was only 2 years old. Aging was digging in. Grabbing my chest. Someone who'd grown up too fast. Rose to my feet to be thrown into the pit. That experience was the reason I didn't smile, heck it was like I didn't know what it really was. 

(Takashi please I need your help.) Michelangelo's tone had changed, fear. Tears. I nodded. 

"With what?" I asked slowly.

Leo's POV

"DONATELLO I TOLD YOU!!" I growled, Donnie was shaking, he'd lost too much weight. That was his problem, if he'd just been stronger. If he held strong. 

"Leo please... this isn't you." Donnie said quietly. 

"Well I've changed!" I growled. Donnie shook his head, eyes widening. I shook my head, the battle. They never understood. Stress was rolling down on me. 

"Leave him alone Leo!" Raph growled. I flipped around. Raphael, I frowned. This has nothing to do with him, did it? I pulled my jaw in and shook my head and started towards my room. Donnie was breathing deeply behind me. 

I collapsed on my bed. A picture of my family. It was one Splinter hung in his room. I gripped it, ignoring the peeling gold painted iron digging into my skin.

"Sensei... what have I become?" I cried. I felt weak, but maybe anger and cruelty was all I could result to hide my feelings, but becoming a monster was not I thought I'd be... I was horrified at myself. Mikey... why did he have to die? He was so young at innocent, his final moments were probably torture as we tried to calm him from our mistakes... And Master Splinter... both of them were gone. The darkness was pulling in... ripping me apart. Tearing every part of sanity I owned. Eating my skin away... I wasn't helping me either... I was a monster now...

Mikeys alive!!...ish ahhhhh leo!! Takashi!! when i get to my omas I can put a picture of what Takashi looks like so yeah!! yep and Raphie!! words.....flkdgjdnsgvrhweuilvghrechuirqeiuvheofic43yf78fgd83f7ogh 

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