Mikey could have sworn that his eyelids were made of lead. His body felt sluggish and he wasn't aware of his surroundings yet. Then the memory hit him like a bag of bricks.
"The crystal!" Mikey sat up quickly which surprised him. Just a second ago he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, yet he felt more alert now then he did before. Even so, he still felt like crap. Looking around he saw the entrance of the strange place again, but the vines were larger than before. How did he get back up here? Whatever the reason, it didn't concern him at the moment. His goal was to head home for now and recover from... whatever just happened. But not before grabbing one of the black shards that grew from the vines. As he walked home the slight feeling of needing to gag never left him, but at the same time he felt like he could run a marathon. It was a strange feeling for sure, and he wasn't sure about how he felt about it. He left arm also had a weird tingling feeling that almost hurt. He examined his arm closely, seeing if there was anything wrong that he could see. He paused a moment and looked at his veins on his wrist. They almost seemed... darker. Mikey mentally panicked and began running home.
He wasn't sure what time it was when he made it back to base. Nobody was out so it must have been pretty late. Mikey took this as the perfect opportunity to slip into his room unnoticed. He closed his door quietly behind him and plopped onto his bed. However his still wasn't tired, he felt nasty but not fatigued. He sat up on his bed and placed the shard he had grabbed before in front of him. He did not know what these things were or what even the crystal was, but doubt played little effect into his thoughts of it all. To be honest, he found it very fascinating. It almost seemed like a form of magic. He looked back at his arm and felt less alarmed about it now. If even half of what that thing said was true, it could be a new hope for him. Besides, it wasn't that noticeable.
"Mikey! You in there?"
Mikey gasped as he awoke from his slumber. He swiftly grabbed the shard and tossed it under his bed.
"Yeah, give me a minuet." He said as he rubbed his eyes and headed for the door. Mikey stopped in front of his door and sighed, "Here we go."
Raph and Leo waited outside of Mikey's door.
"I told you he would come back." Raph said to Leo in a mumbled tone.
"And what are you going to say to him?" Leo questioned giving Raph a look. At that moment, the door slowly opened and Mikey peeked his head out before walking forward. Raph groaned quietly before approaching his younger brother.
"Look man, I shouldn't of said what I said before. It wasn't right of me to punch you either. Can we be cool?"
Mikey didn't say anything, he wasn't sure how to respond to that. Not after everything that happened last night. On the other hand, he didn't want to be suspicious of anything. He had to bring things back to 'normal' for now. He had done it many times before, he could do it again.
"Yeah it's cool bro, sorry for getting in your face." He said with a nervous chuckle. They fist bumped and went on their day.
Mikey had mixed feelings about everything now. Sure, Raph said sorry but how many times has he done that already? Did it really mean anything anymore? Whatever the case it didn't matter, Mikey had to be happy go lucky for the time being like he had so many times before. Yes, he was odd and a little nutty, but there was a point in his life where it became more of an act. He had been hoping for a way to clear his mind, and that he could be a little less hyperactive. Now, he might have that chance. When he came to think of it, he actually found it much easier to arrange his thoughts then before. Still he wanted to makes jokes and be happy, there were other desires that he had been longing for before he went back to being stupid. What did he desire?
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TMNT 2012 Nightshade
FanfictionMikey isn't dumb like everyone thinks he is. Yes, he may be crazy but he also has an active mind.One that is constantly blocking out his anger and sadness. But with Splinter gone and Ralph always on him, what does it take for him to crack? And what...