The Nightmare Chp. 2-Exclusive

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Raphael's side of the story wrote and told. He tells of why and how. Maybe even what. It's your choice and opinion.

Submitted: December 25, 2014

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You may be asking me how I can possibly tell this story if I'm dead. You are questioning me how you got this story right now. Well me too. But if you tell anyone about how I feel about this I'll kill ya! And don't think spirits can't find where you live! Anyway...my death is...is not the kind of death I wanted. What hangs on you forever,when you are dead,is how you died and why. I don't know why it's not your favorite color,or your favorite show,or why you liked what you liked. All those memories and feelings go away. All I can remember is how and why I died,one battle I fought,and my...my brothers and father. I don't remember my friends though.  I wish I did,but you aren't holding this..whatever to read what I can't remember. You wanna know how I died and why. Please no questions during the reading because this is just letters. They can't answer every question in the world. Anyway..here I'll try my best...

 
It was the only battle I remember,because it's the one I died in. I'd never thought in a life time, I would be killed. I've thought of my brothers dying,or my sensei,never me...that's what made me think so pitifully on myself. But what happened was a normal sacrifice. I had lunged my body I'm front of Leo so that he wouldn't die. I..I couldn't watch my brother die. It seems that if I did not do it,I would've killed my self anyway. Leo is my only older brother and the leader of the team. I couldn't let him die,what kind of brother would I be? A bad one, that's what. But another thing I can remember was the pain. At first it just felt like training sores,then nails driving themselves into me,then it felt like a million weapons slicing into myself. It hurt unlike anything before! It was something I wasn't prepared to do. I remember how Shredder dropped me onto the ground. And...and then,I went into a daze.
 
When I woke I saw the foot running away. Cowards... When I took a good look around me, I saw the pool of blood I was lying in. It made my stomach flip flop but I knew the pain was worse. I looked over at Leo,feeling a new wave a courage spread through me. It wasn't the courage that you would have in a battle,or in a test at school,it was something different. Something really different. It felt warm...and nice. The courage I felt was the courage when you accepted the horrible truth of death. I felt that,and I will probably never have to feel it again. Anyway,my mouth felt parched. I could only stammer Leo's name out of my mouth. He asked me why but I ignored him. I needed to check on Mikey and Donnie. My two younger brothers still lay unconscious,yet they began to stir. I knew it was impossible to use my legs,so I asked Leo to check on them for me. He didn't do anything,he said "we" had to worry about me. No way could I tolerate that,so for the first time in my life,I said please. When Leo finally checked on them,they were awake. I felt relief rush through my body with a mixture of pain and shame. I knew what would happen next,Mikey would see me. I heard Donnie's gasp which made my head ring. When I saw Leo and Donnie's faces I knew that they hadn't told Mikey. Yet... But sure enough he came up and pushed Leo out of the way. When I was looking up at them,I had looked into the blue eyes of my tearing apart little brother.
 
I've never seen Mikey so torn up. He's the brother I cared about the most. It may seem like I make fun of him,but it's only because I want him to know how defend himself. I always expect him to do something back like hit,or kick me. Those things never came. He was just sweet little Mikey,he's always been,even from the start. But when I looked into his eyes, I didn't see my little brother anymore. I saw something else,something I can't explain. It was a dull,colorless,cheerless,glum look. Mikey had fallen on his knees in my pool of blood. Something I could never imagine him doing,of course. He had spoken my name,how I remember, that I don't know. By this time my vision and hearing was blurry and unclear. Donnie said he'd go home,get sensei and come back. I knew from the first word of his sentence that it would never work. My wound was too deep and big. I simply told him no, well with a sentence he could understand. I could now feel myself being tugged away, like a giant force was pulling me away. But I couldn't leave quite yet,I needed to do something. I looked into my only older brother's eyes and asked him to promise to care of our little brothers. I don't know,well don't remember, why I asked him that because he's the older brother of us four. Of course he'll take care of them,I think I just wanted to make sure he did that. Leo had started stammering,or known as arguing, but I didn't take no for an answer. When he finally promised,I gave in to the feeling. Instantly,everything went dark...
 
I woke up again. Saw color and shapes clearly. I felt like someone was playing a cruel, mental joke on me. But when I looked down,I saw my body and someone with it. It took me a minute to figure out who it was but it was my master,my sensei,my father. I desperately wanted to hug him,tell him everything but something stopped me. More of someone stopped me. I looked to my right and saw a woman. Her hair black,her dress silky,her cheeks rosy,and her full,ruby red lips. From the minute I saw her,I knew who she was. She was my father's wife. Tang Shen. She would've been my mother if the Shredder hadn't killed her,like me. She waved to me,it was so inviting. I needed to go! So I followed her and I swear when I walked away I heard Master Splinter say "Goodbye,my son,Tang Shen will take good care of you". And she did, she taught me the rules of where I now live. It's a wonderful place and all but it's not the home I love. I like listening to my brother watch their tv shows,I like the sound of sensei training,I like the sound of voices. In this place,I have a room that's quite nice and bright but without anyone,it feels as empty as a abandoned store. It feels cold and dull,it feels colorless and glum. So without Tang Shen's approval,I sneak to the living world and watch my brothers and sensei. Every time I'm there,my brothers get chills and ask sensei for advice,he gives the same answer,maybe a spirit is around. He knows it's me,I can tell. He looks straight at me and smiles like he is seeing something that's been gone forever. I mean, I have been gone for a while. What's fun sometimes is when my brothers are out fighting, sensei tells me what's going on. Of course I can't say anything back,I'll be breaking a million rules,maybe a trillion!!! But the rules say nothing about physical verbal messages. Like a note,or a sign. So everyday,when my brothers are sleeping,I write something to sensei. I know he gets them for I can feel the warmth of praise. Spirits can sense feelings from their family. I...I want to talk to my brothers. I want to give them all a hug and tell them how much I miss them and how I am and ask them what they've been doing. Some spirits say its a silly wish. I want to believe that,but there is too much dragging me down into depression. Maybe someday I could talk...or laugh...or show myself to them...
 
I'm sorry but that's all I can say. I have to send this early to the living so that Tang Shen doesn't read it. I hope Leo,or Donnie, or Mikey is reading this right now. Maybe even one of my friends I know that I have. If you are asking me if I'd go back and time and not lunge in front of Leo,my answer is no. My older brother has too much to live for. My little brother Mikey needs role model who isn't always rushing into battle,ignoring orders. My brother Donnie needs someone who doesn't yell at him at every mistake he makes,like Leo. Leo is better for them,better in every way. I only wish that Splinter will read the remaining notes I have for him and show them to my brothers or maybe even those friends I had. All those notes have something telling him what happened and why. The one I want him to read is th one that says,"Life will go on".


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