His eyes where red they were glowing red.
"Michael?"
"I'm not Michael sweetheart." You tried to get up but he held you tighter. He l o
Jlmoved and pinned you onto the bed, sitting on your stomach. "Don't worry, this will be quick... unless you scream." He took out a dagger, your dagger. The ones Mikey had given you as protection incase the PD tried to snatch you again. Your heart started pounding as he raised it. They where still trying to open the door. How could they not open the door!? "I wanted to make sure the others wouldn't interrupt us while we say our god byes. I locked the door before you had owned it but left it so you still could."
"And I closed it all the way..."
"Thanks for that." Your eyes went wide as he went to bring the dagger down but the door finally opened. You both looked at them, he had a sickly sweet grin on his face. "Oh, they came to watch too. How sweet."
"Get off of her!" A voice yelled from behind them. They all looked in the door way, finding the real Michael Angelo standing there, looking terrifyingly angry. Then again, he is always scary when he is angry.
"Oh look, it's Michael." Slowly the michaelangelo on top of you transformed into... Casey!?
"Casey!?" The three brothers yelled, but not Mikey. He knew.
"Plot twist of the century boys, I work for shredder." He twirled the dagger once and plunged it into your shoulder. You screamed in pain as he did, twisting it. The anger in Mikey's eyes grew more and his eyes went dark. The brothers backed up slowly as he grabbed his kusarigama. Casey slowly looked at him and his grin vanished. He let go of the dagger, you whimpering in pain. Mikey was still for a moment, then with a snap of his wrist the chain was around casey's throat.
"Get over here." Mikey said darkly and slowly and with both hands yanked the chain. Casey flew off of you and over to him. The whole time Casey was trying to get that chain off. The brothers where against the wall in fear. You had a hand on the dagger, about to pull it out. "That was a bad play Casey." He growled. Casey finally got the chain off from around his neck. Mikey brought the blade out and glared at Casey.
"Wow dude, think about this."
"'Think about this...'" you pulled the blade out. "I don't need to 'think about this'." Slowly you sat up, biting your lip. Mikey spoke slow and dark. "Just like you didn't when you decided to kidnap me and pretend to be me." You watched as Mikey got ready to land a hit. One meant to kill. "Did you 'think about this' when you joined shredder? Did you think any of that through?" There was silence... "I didn't think so." Mikey landed that blow. Casey stood there for a moment... then fell to his knees. Blood pooled around him. Mikey stared at it for a moment... then left, in desperate need to talk to sensei. Donnie helped you up and the other three left. The sewers where silent that night... and Mikey. He just stayed with sensei. The next morning, when he did come out. He looked... different. His eyes held no emotion... no smile, no laughter. You hated seeing him like that, you you got up and went to him.
"Michael?" He looked at you. "I love you." His bottom lip trembled and he hugged you, crying. You hugged back, ignoring the pain in your arm.
"I'm sorry (y/n). I'm so sorry." His brothers heard him crying too and came out of the dojo. They all hugged him also, having a group hug to comfort their baby brother.
