Symbiosis

|Chapter 40|

~Three Weeks Later~

POV 3rd Person(Leo):

The water felt so comforting against Leonardo's scales, the water stained with the blood that slowly dripped from his arm, his skin as time past by, taking bath after bath, was stained by his own blood, his once soft pampered scales were now rough to the touch smelling mostly of copper. Leo so badly wanted to rest, to sleep, to lay his head back, closing his eyes as he listened to the gentle ripples, created by the flinches and jerks formed by his body, but rest was not an option, drones and droids surrounded the area,  sending more then there were in the beginning, they were searching for the others, looking for any living life forms, and he couldn't rest if by chance his kids would get hurt.

Leo was alone, Leo was weak. His skin pale from the slow blood loss, his skin never truly had the chance to heal. His skin after a week away from the others began to rot, his veins turned a deep blue, but the drops of blood looked off, his blood was brown.

The smell of his rotten flesh and blood filled the air, spoiling the once bleach coated tiles. Krisa hated the smell, she never minded the sent of blood, instead it was the rottoning scent of her father that pushed her away but Jay...

He wanted to help, he wanted to help his dad, but Leo didn't want the help, this wasn't his kid's fault, it was his.

Leo should have been more attentive, more careful, yet he wasn't.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

"Papa?", his body froze, but his eyes trembled as he glared at the door, the water quietly rippled, "Yes Jay?

"Papa are you okay"

"Yeah!-", Leo winced, reaching up to hold his throat, pain radiated through his body, his arm, his throat, his head ached, but his arm was numb, tied off at the shoulder, cutting off all circulation, preparing himself for another surgery, "Yeah...I fine buddy...just...just swell", the door jiggled, "Papa...please...we haven't seen you all day...", his voice was filled with neither disappoint or anger, instead its was filled with fear, pulling at the door, trying so hard to free his papa, "Let me finish up and we'll watched some tv okay?...can...-", his breath came out airy, wheezing his hand pressed against the side of his head, "ca-...can you get Papa a blanket, he's...a little chilly", the water has kept him warm every day, filling, replacing, and draining the water every single time he got too cold only to fill it back up immediately after. "Okay Papa..."

'Works out well, the water was starting to get cold anyways', reaching underneath the water, Leo yanked on the plug and listened as the water began to slowly drain. The freezing air burned his skin, itching every inch of his rotting arm, Leo winced as he grabbed ahold of the side of the tub, and reached for the towel, drying his damp skin over and over, but only dabbing the flesh on his rotting arm, 'shit!...wheres system, she should be back with the arm by now', grabbing onto his sweater, Leo pulled the cloth over his head, and pulled the discarded pants up his legs, reach for the doorknob.

His body, his mind felt completely drained, but he has too help his kids, he needs to be there for them, "Papa-", reaching for his other arm, he pulled up the rotting arm and shoved it inside his pocket, no kid should see it, "papa! I got the blanket!".

"Thanks...bubs", lifting his hand, Leo reached to place it on his head, but yet again, Jay back away, his head turned down as he rubbed his hands. Leo back away, "Did...", kneeling down, his legs trembled as Leo crept down closer and closer to the ground, smashing his boney knee against the concrete, "Jay...Di-did I do something wrong?...". With his left hand, Leo reached for Jay's face, to rub his thumb over the boys cheek, wanting so badly to comfort his son, to calm him down, "please...please just tell me-"