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Part 5- I, Michelangelo, Monster

(Hey guys! TYSM for 333 reads! The amount of readers this story has gotten so far is unbelievable to me! This chapter will be a bit intense, a little graphic. I'll mention that there is some blood in this chapter. When I mean some blood, I literally mean like from a scratch or scrape, no deaths or anything. ALSO, some fighting going on between two of the brothers.. may be kind of intense. Let's say one of them may have almost "died." Enjoy the chapter! DISCLAIMER: I do not own TMNT or the characters in it. All rights go to Nickelodeon. This is not used to advertise in any way, or promote their property through this fanfic)

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(Mikey's POV)

I was beginning to hear the voices more and more often now. It was like, they were comforting, but torturing me.

"You see this Michelangelo? You made a fool of yourself!  

"You are a nuisance."

"You are nothing!!"

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I breathed heavily sitting on my bed. My head was hurting, it really hurting like shell. I flopped onto my pillow, clenching my teeth as I tried to ignore the pain.

It hurt a lot, more than a headache. It was starting to feel like a stab almost.

"Michelangelo... revenge.. you must take it."

"B-But I can't..." I stated weakly.

"You fool! After all they've done to you? Do it now!"

"I CAN'T!" I yelled. I knocked over my dresser, and all of the belongings on it.

I slammed my fists on the bed. I felt tears spring into my eyes once again. Why couldn't I just grow up.. all I did was cry. This was absolute torture.

I put my hand over my mouth trying to cover my sobs. I threw the pillow over my head, still crying uncontrollably.

This would be my life forever... trying to grow up. Even if I did the best in training, I couldn't ever make my brothers or father understand me. Voices haunting me... crying... feeling broken.

How much longer could I hide it all?  

I finally calmed down my crying, as I was just sniffling now.

I heard the voice snort and laugh.

"You are a child. This is it, Michelangelo."

I put my hands on my head covering my ears and closing my eyes. I could hear a ringing in my mind, it was loud and irritating. I groaned as the pain grew more painful in my head. I felt like something was trying to push me back.

I felt a cold, dark presence. I felt something yank on my feet. I fought the urge to go, but I was pulled into darkness.

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I awoke at 4 A.M. I felt the need for revenge... to hurt someone.

I heard someone awake outside of my room, probably getting some breakfast. By the sound of the humming, it was Leo.

I laughed darkly. Fearless was always the one to boss me around... it's all going to change now.

I grabbed my nun-chucks and walked out of my room.

I silently passed Leo as he stiffened and looked at me.

"Um.. good morning Mikey, you're up early." He said.