Caught (TMNT fanfic)

Chapter 12

Helmet:

I couldn't find anything that suited my vision of the helmet. So this is the best thing I could find that suited it. The only thing to imagine, is to pretend the clear lens are black, like the shades on sunglasses.

OK! That's it, now back to the story.

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Mikey struggled the best he could as he was strapped to a chair. He had new bandages covering his wounds. His eyes were barely open, he looked up and saw some type of helmet.

"I see you noticed my new invention." Baxter spoke as Mikey looked at him. "This will make you see visions that may seem so real and once this is attached, you will not remember if this was real or not. Whatever injury you get in your vision, you will get then in reality, you might even turn to our side and you won't even notice the difference." He did a really bad evil laugh, but to him it sounded great.

Mikey was about to say something until the Shredder walked into the room. He walked to Stockman and whispered. "Start the machine. I sense that the turtles are to make another move."

Baxter bowed and started the machine. He was typing rapidly and the helmet started to lower itself down onto Mikey's head.

Mikey tried to move his head away but failed when it touched his head and attached.

The helmet met his head and inside, a breathing mask attached itself to Mikey's face. Mikey still tried to move out of the way but like before, he failed miserably.

Once everything was in place, Baxter looked at Shredder. "Now all that is left master, is for you to tell me what you would like him to see so that I may type it up."

Shredder nodded, "very well. I want him to suffer, so let us start with him seeing his brothers calling and treating him like a nobody."

"Very good idea Master Shredder." Baxter smiled and started typing. He then pushed 'enter' and small lights started glowing and making noises. A gas was being released in the helmet and Michelangelo's head was slowly drowsing down, until finally he was out.

Mikey's P.O.V. - his vision

"Urgh, my head hurts," I said to myself. I got out of my bed and walked to the dojo, it was time for morning training.

As soon as I walked in, I saw my brothers talking, but when they saw me, they automatically stopped talking.

I shrugged it off, "what up bros?" I said with a grin on my face.

They just looked at me and flicked their heads. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" I reached for my face to joke around, but they were just staring at me, with evil eyes. "What's the matter guys?" I pleaded, I hate to see my brothers like this.

Raph looked dead into my eyes, "it's you!" He exclaimed. "You shouldn't even be here! You screw up everything!"

"Woah Raph, what crawled in your shell and died?" I asked jokingly, but got no response from anybody. "Leo? You're not going to say anything about this?"