My Mutation (TMNT FANFIC) [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 48: Fractures in the Heart

There's an emptiness inside of me. 

Hollowed. 

Absent. 

Just a void of what was once there. 

I don't think I ever thought things would get this dark. I mean sure, it's been mentioned they needed human sacrifices; kill everyone in the lines so there's no competition with the dragon. But still, I just... 

Well I thought it would never happen. 

I thought it couldn't happen to me because... Why would it?

And now, I'm just stuck. Sitting still. Forever frozen, beholden to this emptiness.

My brain can't function. I can form a thought, sure, but each time I tried to pusue that thought it fizzles and fades from my grasp and I just come back to this burning emptiness inside of me. I can't run from it, I can't stifle it, smother it. It's just pulsating, consuming my very essence to the point where I feel like a stranger in my own body. 

Like I'm not supposed to be here. 

 I stare vacantly at the skyline ahead of me, still perched ontop of a roof with the hum of the city filtering through my brain. I don't think I've moved an inch the entire night, and I'm feeling it. The ache in my legs, in my arms, from tensing so hard, and staying in place for so long. And yet I can't find it in me to move. 

"Keisu."

I hear her, but still I don't move. My body seeming to have frozen in place overnight. 

"Keisu, we have work to do, come."

With great effort, I force my head to turn and look her in the eye. Praying that she can figure it out. 

And it seems that she did, for her face softens ever so slightly. 

"Ah. You know."

What?

Apparently my confusion is also evident as she goes on. 

"Your father. You know your father has passed." She clarifies.

"You..." My lips crack open enough for my voice to slip out, hoarse, hollow. "You knew."

She doesn't move, doesn't emote. She continues to just stand there, looking at me. 

"You fucking knew." My chin trembles and fury ignites inside of me.

"Yes." She says quietly. "I knew." 

Tears spill from my eyes, streaking my face once again. I shakily stand on my feet, properly regarding her now. 

"You fucking bitch." I say, my voice cracking. "That was my goddamn Father. My Dad. And he died, and you didn't fucking tell me?" 

My breathing's picking up, my head empty of any thoughts as all I can do is just feel. Feel the burning inside of me, melting away the ice of my grief. 

"He fucking died, and you just left him there! You left him there to rot in some fucking freezer in the enemy's base!" I scream.

How could she do this?

Why would she do this? 

"It was for the best." She continues. Still quiet, still calm. Like it's just a matter of principle. 

"The best? He's fucking dead Kazuno. Has been for nearly two months." I seethe. "How is it for the best? Please, please explain to me why my Father, being dead, is for the fucking best."

She tilts her head slightly to the side, blinking slowly as she examines me, trying to break me apart under her scrutinizing gaze. As if she needs to figure out what exactly I'm feeling.